Emberfire Thundercloud blazed, magnificent and violent.
In the blink of an eye, thunder and fire came roaring in, then roared away...
It was over!
As though nothing had happened.
That battered ship still stood atop the waves. Not a single fleck of paint had fallen away; it had not even suffered the slightest weathering.
Only in Ji Jue's hand, it seemed as though a piece of good material and fine jade had been delivered right to him out of thin air.
The Rebirth Form, which contained boundless destruction, was now falling apart. Amid its futile struggles, wisps of thick smoke and sparks rose from it as it clung to life.
Just like that, before everyone's eyes, a single blast of Scene Tremor sent it away.
It had not even left behind a name. He could not be bothered to waste words.
Amid the ash drifting down from the sky, only one indifferent assessment remained:
"Average stuff."
Deathly silence.
The sudden silence brought the raging waves to an abrupt standstill. The gale froze, the vast sea solidified, and only beneath the Pillar of Depravity, above the indistinct outlines of countless buildings, did ghostly light suddenly swell!
Within that vague radiance, pulsing like an aurora, eyes suddenly opened one after another and looked this way, staring fixedly at Ji Jue!
Not merely because of the Fiendified One's death, but because of that trace of fluctuation that had burst from Ji Jue's fingertips just now...
So subtle, yet with such distinct characteristics.
The instant it was detected, the highest-level alarm was triggered!
Disintegration Art!
Ye Xian had come to kill again.
Don't know how many people instantly poked their heads out, unable to hide their shock. Yet when they realized that all that had arrived was an utterly ordinary-looking broken ship and a