"Lord Bashan, you're finished!"
Chi Ji laughed heartily and mercilessly delivered the final blow to the Demon Emperor who had ruled the Bashan Demon Kingdom for so many years.
He was so eager that everyone else fell behind, giving him the opportunity to deliver the killing blow himself.
Lord Bashan's eyes widened. He endured the piercing of his demonic body without so much as a muffled groan, blood staining both him and the towering Dharma Form behind him.
"A tiger keeps its imposing bearing even in death. How magnificent. Unfortunately, your era is over."
Feeling the soul-body in his grasp rapidly weaken, Chi Ji spoke with relish.
"No, my era... has only just begun!"
Lord Bashan's low voice rang out in everyone's minds, and their expressions changed drastically.
Smoke rose from Chi Ji's hand. Lord Bashan's soul quietly floated upward as though undergoing Soul Departure, hovering above his demonic body in a bizarre, unfathomable posture.
"This is bad! He's trying to break through!"
Cun Ya, with his wealth of knowledge and experience, cried out involuntarily.
Venerable Longevity also exclaimed in horror, "He... he's actually trying to transmute his own soul!"
Even Li Ling could not help praising him sincerely. "He's using the power of the laws through which the Tiger Race controls Chang Ghosts to transmute himself!"
The Tiger Race had always possessed an innate divine ability to control Chang Ghosts. This was an advanced power operating at the level of laws, acting upon souls and reaching into their origin.
Chang Ghosts successfully transformed through this process became spirit servants of the Ghost Dao, stepping beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements.
During this process, laws coalesced, and the mighty creative power of nature was brought to bear, potentially producing all manner of unfathomable changes.
But this power