The Flame Sword pierced through the demonic body without causing any earth-shattering commotion.
The Heavenly Evil God was about to seize the blazing blade of the Flame Sword and attempt a desperate counterattack, but Xiao Yan and Lin Dong gave him no such chance.
A Flame Lotus and a Spiritual Finger followed close behind, embedding themselves in his eye sockets and leaving behind only two murky, black, bloody holes.
His attempt at a dying counterattack froze at that moment, leaving him like a stone statue.
With the decisive strike of the three Half-step Great Masters, Emperor Flame and Tribulation Fire merged together, carrying eight-colored spiritual radiance as they surged like a flood, destroying the Heavenly Evil God's body from within.
"...Damn it."
Those were the only unwilling words that remained on his lips. Yet his hands still clutched at the Flame Sword piercing his body, refusing to let go. Even though the burning of the Tribulation Fire could no longer be stopped, he still wanted to pull it from his body.
He was naturally filled with resentment. He had been trapped for forty-nine thousand years, only to finally escape, yet before his old schemes and plans could come to fruition, he had been forcibly killed here at Northern Desolate Hill by the three of them.
"How... could this be..."
Gradually, the Heavenly Evil God's hands were reduced to ashes by the Tribulation Fire and Emperor Flame. Beneath that savage, bloodied face, only a quiet murmur remained.
"There's nothing impossible about it. You simply never calculated that, after the Immortal Great Emperor, the Great Thousand World would give rise to more than one expert of the same level."
Yao Wan shook her head. She could understand the Heavenly Evil God's unwillingness.
"—You... you know what I did back then?"
Though he