Ling Dao did not want to surrender, nor did he want to remain by Absolute Hate's avatar.
Right now, all he wanted was to flee for his life.
As he frantically tried to break free of the Army-Slaying Formation's control, the other Spirit Race members also began struggling to escape.
This made it exceedingly difficult for Absolute Hate's avatar to control the troops.
He could no longer unleash the Army-Slaying Formation's power to block Sikong Jing—especially since Sikong Jing could use the Spirit Root Divine Willow and the Ancient Spirit Race's techniques to seize control of the Spirit Race's troops in return.
Absolute Hate's avatar was instantly left with nothing but towering rage. He suddenly made a decision. "All of you... die!"
BOOM...
Absolute Hate's spirit-shadow avatar detonated itself directly, blasting vast swathes of the surrounding Spirit Race members to death.
Sikong Jing's pupils contracted slightly at the sight, but he did not move to save them.
He merely watched coldly...
These Spirit Race members had personally witnessed that old thief Absolute Pill and the others carrying out their destruction. They had watched countless ordinary Spirit Race members be bombarded to death, watched countless Spirit Race cities turn to ashes, yet they had still continued gathering at Absolute Hate's avatar's side. There was no use keeping them alive.
In the blink of an eye, everything settled down.
The Absolute Battle Emperor who had encircled Sikong Jing fled. Absolute Hate's avatar scattered in self-destruction. The Seal Faction's demon beasts were either dead or fleeing, while the Spirit Race members around Ling Dao...
had also died in great numbers from Absolute Hate's avatar's self-destruction.
On this Spirit Race territory, only the Anti-Seal Faction's demon beast army led by Sikong Jing remained.
Drawing a deep breath, Sikong Jing looked at the Spirit Race