Demonic Sect Player: No Honor, No Rules
Chapter 241

No, this is our fate-numen

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"BOOM!!!"

The arrow formed from the True Sun Wheel crashed into the ground.

In an instant, across thousands of miles, mountains evaporated and rivers boiled.

After thirty-six breaths of charging, the spell arrow's power had reached its utmost limit. Everything in this stretch of heaven and earth turned to drifting ash, leaving only a vast expanse of white. A thousand miles of scorched earth lay in utter silence.

A solid soul shadow drifted out of the heart of that white expanse. An exceedingly twisted expression contorted Bai Du's remnant soul.

That terrifying arrow had reduced his flesh to ash, leaving not even a scrap behind. However tenacious a Golden Core Realm cultivator's recovery might be, there was nothing left to restore. Just then, an illusory banner flickered into view in the sky. Sensing the pull from the Disciple Registry, he spat hatefully:

"The Profound Nether Grotto-Scenery Banner is my master's treasure. Once my soul returns to the banner, one day I'll..."

Before he could finish his threat, Chu Mo abruptly appeared before his soul again.

"At Foundation Establishment, I let the Registry take away remnant souls like yours. If that still happened after reaching Golden Core..."

Chu Mo's lips curled slightly. Before Bai Du's suddenly widening eyes, Nether Radiance flashed in his palm, and he pressed it against Bai Du's head.

"Wouldn't that mean my breakthrough was for nothing?"

Nether Radiance flashed. Bai Du's soul stiffened, then collapsed like flowing sand, vanishing into nothingness.

[You killed level 33; soul of Bai Du]

Chu Mo dispersed the Nether Radiance between his fingers and chuckled.

Although he still could not outmatch the Disciple Registry, erasing a soul before it actively intervened was no trouble at all. The wonders of his innate Divine Ability, [Communing with the Nether], had raised his

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