Ye Xuan stood quietly amid the black blood raining from the sky.
The golden vitality surrounding him kept every drop of that filthy blood at bay.
His azure robes remained spotless as he casually tossed the two halves of the ruined Immortal King's body into the sea.
At that moment, bathed in an Immortal King's blood, Ye Xuan displayed the Human Emperor's supreme, overbearing majesty.
He resembled an invincible god of war who had stepped out of the myths of the Primordial Wilderness, looking down upon all things.
The other two Dark Immortal Kings charging toward him were so terrified that they stopped dead in their tracks.
The black Dharma Seal hurtling toward Ye Xuan also froze in midair.
The frenzied greed in their eyes vanished instantly, replaced by boundless terror and shock.
To tear apart an Immortal King's body with bare hands-what terrifying physical body strength!
This seemingly young cultivator before them was no delectable morsel of flesh and blood, but an unparalleled fierce beast wearing human skin.
Yet the Dark Immortal King who had been torn in half did not die immediately.
Black blood writhed violently on the sea's surface.
Vast quantities of dark matter converged from every direction, enveloping the two halves of his ruined body.
The Immortal King's body began dissolving into thick black mist, attempting to draw upon the dark power of the Sea of Worlds to reassemble itself and rebuild his dharma body.
This was what made dark creatures so difficult to deal with.
As long as the dark matter remained, as long as even a trace of their true spirit's imprint survived, they were exceedingly difficult to kill completely.
This bizarre means of resurrection was also why the beings of the Immortal Realm loathed the Sea of Worlds so deeply.
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