The moment the sword hum entered his ears, Hong Ying's soul was struck by an indescribable pain, as though countless sharp blades were slicing through it at once.
Hong Ying's face suddenly twisted into a savage grimace, and a wail of unbearable agony escaped his lips.
Even though he had condensed the Profound Darkness Dao Platform and possessed an indestructible Willpower Dharma Form, the power contained within that trace of sword hum was simply too terrifying. In an instant, it gravely wounded his soul.
This abrupt upheaval stalled Hong Ying's all-or-nothing attack before it could be unleashed, causing the flow of power around his body to falter slightly.
At that very moment, a streak of Sword Qi appeared.
Pfft!
Hong Ying's fine head flew into the air.
His burning Dao body was like a punctured leather ball, its world-destroying fluctuations of power collapsing with a thunderous crash.
In the end, under Hong Ying's bewildered and unwilling gaze, his Dao body turned into countless fragments of ash that scattered away.
"I understand now. The person Sect Leader Supreme had been searching for all these long years was him..."
Hong Ying struggled to turn his eyes toward the tall youth in azure robes, and at last came to a sudden realization.
Then, he lost all consciousness.
Before the astonished gazes of the surrounding crowd, Hong Ying's airborne head exploded with a bang at that instant, turning to ash and vanishing.
In the sky, the Floating Life and Death Seal, radiating ten thousand rays of light, let out a mournful cry and suddenly dimmed.
Before it could fall, the Nether King grabbed it from afar and took it into her hand.
The battle was over.
Hong Ying and the seven Jailors who had come with him all died on the spot.
Everyone stood