In her eyes, mercy was the greatest cruelty.
The instant Long Wu was slain, a surge of lightning coiled around Tang Qingru. Tang Qingru immediately sat cross-legged in the void and began carefully absorbing the power.
"Spare me, spare me, please, I was wrong."
Watching Ye Lin walk toward him step by step, Murong Hanxuan begged bitterly.
He was afraid. At this moment, he was truly afraid.
Because he truly had no means left. Even running away was now nothing but a luxury.
"Spare you? If I spare you, who will spare me? I was going to give you a chance, but the moment you decided to plot against me, your ending was already sealed."
"We've all lived for hundreds of years. Take it in stride. Dare to act, dare to bear the consequences. Since you did it, you must pay the corresponding price. To be honest, I rather admire you, but your actions doomed you to this end."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, he slapped Murong Hanxuan's head apart. Then, ignoring the desperate pleading in Murong Hanxuan's Primordial Spirit, he directly annihilated it.
The Primordial Spirit was the foundation of a Heavenly Immortal cultivator. As long as the Primordial Spirit remained, even if the physical body was gone, one could regenerate in mere minutes.
But once the Primordial Spirit was destroyed, one was truly dead, without even a chance at reincarnation.
At the moment Murong Hanxuan was slain, an incomparably terrifying power surged from Ye Lin's body. After glancing back at Tang Qingru, who was still absorbing and refining, Ye Lin directly unfurled his domain and hid within it to begin absorbing and refining the power.
Vast and majestic power coursed through Ye Lin's meridians. The sound of a great river rushing came from his body, while the aura