The ghost let out a despairing wail, then gradually dissolved into the air. The thick black fog dispersed with it.
The battlefield was left in ruins. Flames still burned, but Uchiha Ying knew he had won.
Uchiha Ying slowly landed, gasping for breath. A weary but relieved smile spread across his face.
"It's finally over..." Uchiha Ying murmured. In that fierce battle, he had defeated not only a powerful enemy but also the fear in his own heart.
Uchiha Ying knew more challenges awaited him, but he was no longer afraid. He carried hope within him, along with steadfast faith and an unbreakable will.
He hurried to the final location. Looking around warily, Uchiha Ying found himself at a mysterious altar.
An ancient, mysterious air hung over the place. Strange runes and patterns covered the surrounding walls, as if telling stories from long ago.
"I'm here, so show yourself," Uchiha Ying called out. His voice echoed through the empty altar.
"Oh? Were you looking forward to meeting me, my otherworldly self?" a familiar voice said. Uchiha Yingyue slowly emerged from the shadows.
"You look just like me," Uchiha Ying said in astonishment. He studied the man before him, puzzled and wary.
Uchiha Yingyue smiled faintly, though something unreadable lurked behind it. "We are one and the same. We simply come from different worlds," he said slowly, a strange light glinting in his eyes.
Uchiha Ying frowned. "What do you mean? I don't understand." He gripped Cold Moon tightly, ready for danger.
"You don't need to understand. You only need to know that here, you'll face a challenge unlike any before." Uchiha Yingyue's voice turned cold. His aura shifted, and immense pressure bore down on Uchiha Ying.
Sensing his hostility, Uchiha Ying took a deep breath and steadied himself. "Whatever the