A feast—for the departed souls of the Ghost Domain, this was a grand feast.
The Human Emperor Banner had just gone all out with overwhelming force, consuming the Human Emperor Banner's Origin Power—the power of these departed souls.
Now the Vine Ancestor was replenishing them.
"Hehehe!"
"Good, good, good!"
"Mighty is our Lord!"
All the departed souls roared themselves hoarse. They were far too excited.
The Vine Ancestor was equivalent to a small Ghost Race Ancestral Vein.
His value was far more important than Mandate Value.
"No!" the Vine Ancestor roared.
"You can't kill me!"
"I'll fight you to the death! I'll fight you to the death!"
"There's no chance left." Qin Luo shook his head. With a lift of his hand and a fall of his sword, the Vine Ancestor's last trace of Life Origin was forcibly erased.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Bursts of air-splitting sounds rang out as vines began fleeing madly.
The Vine Ancestor had not been completely extinguished yet.
But within the Human Emperor Banner, there was no escape.
There was only one path: death.
"It's just a little troublesome." Qin Luo shook his head.
"Xi Huang, it's up to you."
Xi Huang alone was enough to handle the cleanup.
Qin Luo stepped out of the Human Emperor Banner, his gaze falling upon the battlefield where Lu Yan and the others were fighting.
Seeing that brutal scene, Qin Luo could not help admiring Lu Yan.
"He's really holding on stubbornly."
"Unfortunately, he's destined to fail."
Lu Yan appeared fierce and was still barely holding out, but in truth, he was already nearing the point where his oil was spent and his lamp was dry.
Heaven's Will was continuously pouring Mandate Force into him, but there was a problem with the vessel. No matter how much Mandate Force