Two enormous Portals kept drawing closer, about to swallow He Suoyi.
Only the middle portion of his body remained barely visible.
And on that middle portion, a hand still held Du Yu in a death grip.
Du Yu thought for only a moment before coming up with a countermeasure.
"Do you think taking me away will solve everything? Do you think everything will end once I'm dead?!"
Du Yu drew a Portal on He Suoyi's finger, then jumped inside.
But he did not rush to close the Portal. Instead, he waited for something.
"What are you plotting, Du Yu?" He Suoyi sneered. "Even if you enter my body, you can't kill me. I'm not like Great Dark Heaven. I'll take your life immediately!"
Du Yu gave a cold smile as well. At this final moment, he decisively pulled the Eight Directions Ghost Record from his robes and slowly said, "I, Du Yu, hereby relinquish my right to use the Eight Directions Ghost Record. All souls within the record are free again, with no further ties to me!"
The moment he finished speaking, Du Yu felt the Eight Directions Ghost Record in his hands drawing away his power.
An instant later, Zhongli Chun's power, the last thing protecting his body, was drawn away as well.
And when he closed his eyes, his inner world was gone without a trace.
"I'm sorry, Little Zhongli. Forgive me for not saying a proper goodbye."
With that, Du Yu threw his Eight Directions Ghost Record toward the few Heavenly Venerables lying on the ground, barely clinging to life. The record rolled across the ground and stopped right in front of Lady Houtu.
Zhan Qisheng, Yingning, Weaver Girl, Sage, and Chada were all in this ghost record now. As long as it remained, there was hope