Nothing to Regret

Lin Jun reached the place where Su Ming had been. Nothing remained there now, not even a trace of his aura.

It seemed the energy within the Stone Stele had not run dry after hundreds of millions of years. Instead, it had grown ever purer.

Lin Jun had suspected that the only way to wipe out those Sea Demons was to wear down the Heavenly Tribulation until it ran out of energy.

Clearly, the people of that era had thought of the same thing hundreds of millions of years ago. They had begun storing energy in the Stone Stele back then, accumulating it until now, when it became this fatal blow.

Lin Jun had never expected that. He had valued the Stone Stele only for its hardness, for its ability to withstand the Heavenly Tribulation head-on.

"What a waste..."

Honestly, Lin Jun really did think it was a waste.

He had no idea that such energy was hidden inside. It had surged out before he knew what was happening, and he had even used it all up.

Though it had wiped out those Sea Demons in one stroke, the Su Ming he had just faced was only a Sea Demon avatar. As long as Su Ming lived, more Sea Demons might appear in the future.

He should have saved that energy for Su Ming himself.

But there was nothing he could do. Though the Blood Shadows were people from different eras and possessed some basic intelligence, not one of them could communicate with Lin Jun.

And although the Stone Stele was covered in writing, Lin Jun could hardly understand what it meant. That was how things had ended up like this.

That last move could have served as a killing blow.

Using it on an avatar really was a waste.