"No!"
The black-robed elder let out a desperate roar. He could feel his bonded demonic treasure, which he had refined over countless ages and bound tightly to his Divine Soul, being forcibly erased by a power he could neither comprehend nor resist!
The Bone Staff vanished without a sound, starting from the spot the sword had touched. Then came the hand gripping it, the arm, the shoulder...
The black-robed elder retreated in a frenzy, severing his own arm without hesitation. He spat several mouthfuls of black blood imbued with his vital soul essence and unleashed a Secret Method. His hunched body exploded, turning into countless wisps of black smoke that fled in every direction!
He was afraid!
Truly afraid!
That strike had touched upon erasure at the level of existence itself. There was no resisting it!
Fang Chen's face went pale, and his body swayed.
Forcibly imitating even a fraction of Return to the Ruins had taken a tremendous toll on him. Waves of weakness washed through his soul, but the Floating Immortal Sword replenished him in time, and the weakness deep within his soul vanished at once.
His eyes remained sharp as a hawk's. How could he let the culprit escape?
"Still trying to run?"
He forced up one last surge of Origin Energy and swept the Floating Immortal Sword across!
"Destroy All Beings!"
This time, it was pure Final Sword Intent. Though it lacked the profundity of Return to the Ruins, it was more direct and overpowering!
Hiss! Hiss!
Gray Sword Light of finality spread like ripples, instantly catching up with most of the fleeing black smoke!
Pop! Pop! Pop!
An unbroken series of annihilating bursts sounded from within the smoke.
The black-robed elder's Remnant Soul let out a shrill wail that echoed through the Void for an