Endless Joy!

The Evil Emperor's gaze had grown somewhat unfocused, but he still forced himself to throw his other fist.

Faced with that punch, Xiao Wujiu did not block. He merely watched with a calm expression as, just when the fist was about to land on him, that arm directly crumbled and vanished.

"Looks like you're already at the end of your rope."

Xiao Wujiu looked at the Evil Emperor, whose body was gradually crumbling away from the hand onward, and slowly spoke.

At this moment, many black marks had also appeared on his hand. These had all been left behind by the Evil Emperor's attacks just now.

Even with many methods reinforcing his physical body, it still could not truly touch that level.

So when facing a true Dou Di-level attack, he had still inevitably been affected. After all, in terms of bodily strength, he was still a step short.

However, in his current state, as long as it was not a certain-death attack, his soul skill, Long Song, and the many Heavenly Flames fused with the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame could always cleanse these negative effects away completely.

"Heh, a fellow like you... If this were that golden age, perhaps even this emperor would not have been your match. What a pity..."

The Evil Emperor looked at his body, which was gradually disappearing, and in an instant, he recovered his clarity. The muddled state of his mind from before vanished without a trace.

"A pity? What's there to pity?" Xiao Wujiu looked at the Evil Emperor in his final flash of lucidity, and at the Evil Emperor's hand he had seized just now, which was also gradually dissipating. He took the opportunity to ask what regrets the other party still had.

"A pity... that I cannot fight you once in