"Di Tian... and our master... won't let you get away with this..."
Xiong Jun forced out the words with the last of his strength, stumbling over each one.
"That's a problem for later. Right now, you die!"
Jiang Ming looked down at Xiong Jun.
Silver light gathered in his palm, forming a blade.
It swept across Xiong Jun's neck, meeting no more resistance than a hot knife cutting through butter.
Jiang Ming seized the enormous bear head.
Bright red blood gushed from the severed neck, spraying into the bloody water like a fountain.
A blood-red Soul Ring slowly rose.
The 450,000-year Spirit Bone floated in midair, giving off a faint glow.
But Jiang Ming ignored it.
He had once removed the Blue Silver Emperor's Spirit Bone from himself. He would not absorb another one now.
Silver radiance surged upward.
The 450,000-year Spirit Bone shattered into powder on the spot!
Jiang Ming put the bear head into his Soul Tool, then turned to the people of Star Luo Imperial City.
Bloody water had risen to their knees, staining the entire street scarlet.
Severed limbs floated on the surface. It looked like a scene from hell.
But the survivors, the people the Soul Beasts had driven to the brink, the people who had thought they would die in the beast tide—all of them knelt.
No one called for it. No one hesitated.
Led by Dai Tianfeng, everyone knelt.
"Lord Jiang, the Star Luo Empire will never forget that you saved our lives!"
"From this day forward, the Star Luo Empire will follow your lead!"
Dai Tianfeng knelt at the front, his knees submerged in bloody water. His voice shook, but his resolve did not.
Jiang Ming sensed something different.
Faith?
Pure, unalloyed faith!
It was as though countless invisible threads stretched from