"Heaven-Burning Sea-Extinguishing Palm!"
Yan Lie struck as well.
He swallowed a pill to restore his Dou Qi, barely replenishing a fraction of what remained in his body.
Gritting his teeth, he unleashed another Low Heaven-Tier Battle Skill. A gigantic flaming palm print hurtled toward Hun Mo alongside Gu Han's golden ancient seal.
The three attacks collided—
"Rumble—!!!"
A wave of force erupted, as though it could destroy heaven and earth.
The collision twisted and shattered space. Great sheets of spatial fragments sprayed outward like shards of glass, exposing the pitch-black spatial turbulence beyond.
The entire secret realm began to totter. The earth split, mountains collapsed, and enormous fissures appeared in the sky, as if the whole world were about to be destroyed.
When the dust settled, Hun Mo stood holding Gu Han's severed head.
Wounds covered his body. A thread of blood hung from his mouth, and a savage gash across his chest ran deep enough to expose bone.
He crushed Gu Han's head, sealed his soul in a container, and murmured, "Gu Han was something else... That final move actually wounded me. He even chose to self-destruct without hesitation... If I hadn't ignored my injuries and used a secret art to freeze his soul for one second, giving me the chance to take his head, his self-destruction would have left even me gravely injured."
With Gu Han dead, the last glimmer of hope vanished from Yan Lie's and Lei Bin's eyes.
If Gu Han had not still been fighting, they would have surrendered long ago.
Now that he was dead, they would be next.
Sure enough, Hun Mo attacked and killed Yan Lie outright.
A pitch-black palm print smashed Yan Lie's head, and Hun Mo stored his soul in a container.
Yan Lie's body did not go to waste,