After three thousand exchanges, he still failed to kill Chen Nianzhi. Instead, his soul and vital blood were exhausted, scattering between heaven and earth as specks of starlight.
"I did not lose this battle unjustly."
As he dissolved into the Dao, Emperor Yang Golden Crow spoke slowly.
He looked at Chen Nianzhi and said with profound eyes, "With you among the human race, it seems that tens of millions of years from now, the Sky-Pillar Immortal Domain will gain another Ancient Immortal Grotto-Heaven."
Chen Nianzhi remained calm. Looking at Emperor Yang Golden Crow, he could not help but nod. "In this all-out battle, you did not disgrace the Demon Race's name."
"In the end, I was still no match for you."
Emperor Yang Golden Crow sighed. At last, he turned into specks of golden light and vanished.
A generation's imperial son of the Demon Race, the strongest prodigy in the history of the Golden Crow Grotto-Heaven, had finally been reduced to ashes and scattered smoke. Only a lingering echo of regret remained.
"Cultivate well. I hope that one day, you can break through the barrier of the Tenth Heaven and witness the scenery beyond the Great Luo on my behalf."
"I will."
Chen Nianzhi took Emperor Yang Golden Crow's Source of Dao and gazed at it as he murmured softly.
He said nothing more. He merely swallowed an immortal pill to restore some of his mana, then stepped to the edge of the grand formation.
There, the Azure Yang Imperial Son was desperately sacrificing treasures and madly attacking the formation, trying to tear open a corner and escape alive.
"It is useless."
Chen Nianzhi spoke slowly, sweeping his sleeve as he activated the Primordial Chaos One-Qi Capturing Hand to suppress him.
The Azure Yang Imperial Son was nearly crazed. He