The two Peak Zombie Kings finally met at this moment.
Wujian studied him, a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"Few would dare come here alone. You're the only one who has. You certainly have guts."
"At least I don't get chased around by a beast tide."
Lin Dong said.
"Uh..."
Wujian raised an eyebrow. It seemed every zombie now knew about that embarrassing episode of his...
Compared to their composure, Gutas was frantic.
"Wujian... save me!"
He was burning with anxiety, desperate to escape this crisis.
Wujian spoke slowly.
"Let him go. My promise to make you Central Province's sixth Emperor still stands. If you kill him, there'll be no turning back. Think carefully."
"I... don't need to turn back."
As his words fell, the Stone Tablet in Lin Dong's hand smashed down with a brilliant trail of flame, unleashing all its immense power.
Rumble!
Gutas's already deformed head burst like a watermelon beneath a sledgehammer, instantly pulverized into a drifting mist of blood.
His three formidable Undead Race subordinates, Barton, Beast Hunter, and Jufeng, had all died at Lin Dong's hands. Now his own turn had finally come.
In the second before his death, Gutas suddenly felt a pang of regret. Perhaps he should never have provoked Lin Dong into coming to the Ancestor Star to find him...
The ground continued to rumble, the surrounding rune barrier shook, and the air wailed like a funeral dirge for Gutas.
An Emperor had fallen...
The Emperors outside frowned slightly, anger beginning to rise within them.
Ye Liugui was particularly furious, as he had always been close to Gutas.
"That idiot! I told him to be careful, but he wouldn't listen. He was even worrying about how to divide up the Stone Tablets, only to get himself killed first!"
Amid the