The gravely wounded Evil Cult protector was the first to bear the force of certain death.
His foundation had already shattered, his evil essence depleted. Beneath the terrifying water pressure of the Stillness-Annihilating Surge, the remaining Black-Gang Qi around his body instantly collapsed completely. His flesh, tendons, and bones split inch by inch; the evil path origin he had cultivated bitterly for decades was mercilessly ground away, burned, and purified. A shrill, despairing scream tore from his throat as his body twisted and withered without end, his entire cultivation of evil arts turning utterly to nothing.
In the span of a few breaths, this Vajra Force protector of the Evil Cult, who had held sway over the southern border and brought calamity upon an entire region, suffered the destruction of his body, the annihilation of his soul, and the complete shattering of his Dao foundation.
A muffled bang rang out!
His body collapsed with a crash, turning into a puddle of scattered black qi and shattered flesh, vanishing completely amid the mountain valley—body and soul both extinguished!
With one move, the Evil Cult protector was suppressed and slain!
Only Xiao Dongsheng remained. Isolated and helpless, his soul heavily wounded and his Gang Qi utterly shattered, he had fallen completely into a dead end.
Watching his companion perish in an instant, the last sliver of luck in his heart crumbled completely. Extreme terror flooded his entire body. At last, he understood that the gap between himself and Cheng Heng had never been one of fortuitous encounters, resources, or cultivation methods, but of martial horizons separated by a heavenly chasm.
He had taken shortcuts, cultivated evil arts, devoured origins, betrayed the righteous path, and exhausted every vile and venomous means. In exchange, he had gained only violent, incomplete power. Cheng Heng, however,