What the Slaughter Emperor had comprehended was merely a false power of essence.
He could deceive others because they could not see through the essence.
But once it was seen through, that essence was not worth mentioning.
Because essence could not be used. Once it was used, could it still be called essence?
Just like a broken rule—could it still be called a rule?
Xu Zimo became young once more, surging life force pouring forth from within him.
The bone blade was not angered. It merely clicked its tongue in wonder. "You know, ever since the Slaughter Emperor comprehended this Power of Desolation—
"You are the second being to unravel essence."
"Who was the first?" Xu Zimo asked.
"The Empress," the bone blade named a person who left everyone utterly speechless.
Perhaps only those who had truly encountered the Empress understood just how legendary she was.
Xu Zimo looked around.
Although he had uncovered the truth of essence, those watching from all around had not.
Countless aged people lay sprawled across the ground.
They stretched out their arms and spoke with difficulty. "Save us!"
"I cannot save you. Only you can save yourselves," Xu Zimo said.
That was true. One could only understand the power of essence by personally recognizing this world.
He raised his head to look at the bone blade. "Have you decided whether to submit to me?"
"No," the bone blade answered stubbornly.
"Though you broke my Power of Desolation, that does not mean you can necessarily do anything to me."
"Then it seems I must cut you apart here today," Xu Zimo replied.
"What arrogant boasting. The blade in your hand is decent, but it will not be easy for it to cut me apart," the bone blade said.
"Then let us try."
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