After finishing all this, Electrolux turned the Scythe of the God of Death toward himself.
Immediately afterward, under the surging force of countless souls, the purifying radiance he unleashed was even stronger than the Seven Absolutes of the God of Death Cai'er had used.
Then the sharp scythe cut into the golden coffin.
Bang-!
A crash rang out. Amid the clash of two mighty forces, Electrolux laughed. "Hehe, so what if you are the God of Death? As I purify myself, I'll break your seal. Let's see how you inflict backlash on my disciple then."
"If I had wanted to, I would already have become a god."
"With the sun and moon in my grasp, I pluck the stars; in all the world, none compares to me. Hahaha..."
Electrolux purified his own soul and broke the seal on the Scythe of the God of Death. In other words, Sheng Cai'er would no longer suffer any backlash from using it.
At last, all the undead and filth were purified at that moment.
Electrolux dissipated, but his conceited, arrogant voice echoed through the Eternal Tower, filled with sorrow.
Watching Electrolux, Yang Tian murmured, "Farewell."
A legend of his generation had fallen for good, just like that.
"With the sun and moon in my grasp, I pluck the stars; in all the world, none compares to me. Arrogant enough."
"Alas, I wonder whether I can go back. Why can't I let go either?"
Watching another powerful man depart, the Star Emperor sighed.
He, too, had experienced too much. Perhaps he simply wanted to return and see the world he belonged to once more. If he could find his family, and they were well, he would be willing to spend the rest of his life there.
He would have no regrets left in life.