Dijun uttered this final curse as though it had drained him of every last ounce of strength and resentment.
Looking at the four Ancestral Witches before him, an incomparably icy, relieved sneer appeared on Dijun's face.
"Kill me? Are you... worthy?
Are only you of the Witch Race... capable of self-destruction?" Before his words had even faded, the space at the very heart of the battlefield abruptly collapsed inward and froze solid.
Dijun's body transformed into a golden sun so blinding that none could look directly at it, its core suffused with a deathly ash-gray hue of destruction!
All his remaining mana, essence blood, remnant soul, even the shattered fragments of his Heavenly Emperor divine position, were compressed to the absolute limit before exploding with a bang!
"Not good! Retreat!" Dijiang roared wildly, trying to tear open space and flee.
Xuanming, Ju Mang, and Gonggong also instantly pushed their Ancestral Witch True Bodies to the utmost limit in defense.
But it was too late!
The destructive shockwave did not spread chaotically. Dijun's targets were incomparably clear: Dijiang directly before him, and Ju Mang slightly behind to the side!
That deathly light, carrying his endless hatred and release, moved faster than time itself, precisely swallowing Dijiang, who was nearest to him, and Ju Mang, who had been close due to Kunpeng's betrayal and flight!
BOOM!!!
An explosion of energy more terrifying than any before erupted.
In an instant, boundless light and heat devoured every sound and color, shredding space itself into pitch-black fragments.
Dijiang and Ju Mang, first to bear the brunt, possessed immortal Ancestral Witch True Bodies—yet before this ultimate power that condensed everything Dijun had and used himself as a sacrifice, they were as fragile as paper!
Their furious roars were annihilated, their true bodies disintegrated inch by inch