"Leave? I have no intention of leaving." I let out a cold laugh, gripping the Eight Tribulation Sword as I said with a frigid gaze, "I only want to kill you."
The Eight Tribulation Sword had already slashed forward. At that moment, Lord of Evil Spirits let out an unprecedented howl of agony. The oil lamp in his hand shattered, releasing a massive amount of black energy, and he vanished along with it.
His body collapsed onto the ground. He cast me a despairing glance before saying, "You'll regret this. You'll pay a terrible price. You have no idea what's behind me."
"Oh, I'd like to hear what exactly is behind you." I smiled.
"Behind me is something beyond your imagination. Because of my death, it will make you pay a terrible price." Lord of Evil Spirits murmured, then uttered a name.
When I heard that name, I froze slightly. With a smile on my face, I said, "I never imagined that the West also had such a terrifying evil god."
"Hahaha, are you scared? Unfortunately, it's already too late," the old man said.
"It's just an evil god. It's not like I've never dealt with one before." I smiled faintly and glanced at him disdainfully. "Die."
The Eight Tribulation Sword descended again, and his body turned to smoke and quickly vanished.
After I walked out of the Heartless Realm, Wuxin came over and exclaimed, "You actually mastered Heartless Power that's even stronger than mine."
"Is that strange?" I smiled.
"This is infuriating." Wuxin punched me.
I looked into the distance, my expression growing much gentler. Liu Ling'er and Chu Zhaixing had already returned to normal, and everyone else had recovered as well.
Liu Ling'er threw herself into my arms without saying a word. I said softly, "It's all right