Within the Radiant Light Realm, starlight shone as bright as day.
Cen Lingyi and Qin Moyin stood facing each other, one cold as frost, the other radiating martial vigor.
Qin Moyin frowned deeply, her gaze lingering on Cen Lingyi's expressionless face before shifting to the black-robed figure nearby. She drew a deep breath and finally spoke. "Junior Martial Niece, since you say heaven's will forbids me from killing him, I will trust you this once."
She paused, then changed tack, killing intent gathering in her eyes once more. "However..."
Her gaze settled on Xuan Cheng as though she were looking at a dead man. "This devil must stay."
Xuan Cheng had only just climbed out of the pit. At those words, his face turned green.
Just then, without anyone noticing, a wisp of black smoke slipped silently into Chu Mo's body, and the Ghostfolk returned to their place. Sensing that the remnant soul and palace were now in his possession, Chu Mo's lips curved slightly.
Then he looked toward the Armored Woman and smiled. "What madness are you two acting out over here?"
Qin Moyin frowned. "What did you say?"
Chu Mo stood with his hands behind his back, utterly composed. "Let me leave? Is that necessary?"
Before his words had faded, an immense dharma form soared into the sky!
At the same time, the Ink Seal abruptly expanded, growing to the size of a mountain in an instant before crashing down.
Qin Moyin's expression darkened, and she swept the Thunder-Sea Tribulation Clouds forward to block it. But the moment they met, two mysterious powers spread soundlessly through the sea of thunder, bearing straight down on her.
Determine Death. Lifespan Severance.
The might of those two mysterious powers was several tenths greater than when they had been cast at a