Yellow Springs Evil Emperor spoke calmly, releasing his defenses and letting Ling Xiao make his move.
Faced with such sincerity, Ling Xiao suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Not only was he giving him his inheritance and cultivation arts, now he was even giving him his life.
That said, Ling Xiao could not help silently calculating how many merit points an evil spirit who wielded eighteen forces of transcendence was worth.
The result was staggering—an astronomical figure.
"Enough. Do not hesitate. Those who seek great deeds can even kill their closest kin. Even if you do not act, I will still die! Rather than that, you might as well let me fulfill you!"
Yellow Springs Evil Emperor shouted coldly. He had no desire to become an evil spirit and be kept here as prey for others to hunt.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao's gaze abruptly hardened. "If that is the case, then I will not hold back."
At once, he struck, blasting toward Yellow Springs Evil Emperor.
Facing his attack, the old man offered no resistance or struggle. He actively sought death, afraid Ling Xiao might fail to kill him.
A short while later, every trace of Yellow Springs Evil Emperor vanished from heaven and earth, completely returning to nothingness.
Ling Xiao silently watched the sky. Only after a while did he withdraw his gaze, take out the Mythic Mark, and check his merit points.
When he saw the number that had suddenly appeared beside his name, even though he had been prepared, he still could not help drawing in a sharp breath.
6.5 billion!
Yellow Springs Evil Emperor alone had been worth more than 6.5 billion merit points!
Before that absurdly colossal number, the thirty-odd million merit points he had painstakingly earned earlier seemed utterly insignificant, barely worth mentioning.
Even more