With his presence concealed, Hun Changqing watched the Armored Magical Beast, whose soul had suffered devastating damage and whose internal energy was nearly exhausted. An icy glint flashed through his eyes, and he slowly approached without a sound.
The Armored Magical Beast's soul was now so weak that it could not detect Hun Changqing at all. In an instant, Hun Changqing arrived
behind the beast and raised his right hand. The Supreme Yin True Qi throughout his body surged madly toward his hand, which he had shaped into a blade.
Suddenly sensing the immense aura gathering behind it, the beast finally regained a trace of clarity in its muddled eyes. Terror and shock filled its gaze as it felt the heavy presence of death. It tried to turn and block the attack from behind, but before it could, pain shot through its chest. Its enormous pupils contracted sharply. Looking down, it discovered that a slender, fair arm, like white jade, had pierced straight through its body. The hand protruding from its body held an irregular crystal glowing dark green. Poisonous mist curled around the crystal, which radiated powerful energy. The Armored Magical Beast recognized it. Was that not the magic core it had cultivated within its own body?
At the sight of that magic core, the Armored Magical Beast felt the world go dark. An incomparable sense of weakness and helplessness spread from every part of its body. A trace of resentment flashed through its already fading eyes. Staring at Hun Changqing, it mustered its last shred of strength and spoke weakly, its voice laced with mockery and gloating.
"God shall not be desecrated. Those who trespass upon God's Graveyard shall sink into eternal perdition. You... won't live much longer either."
As its words fell, the giant armored beast lost