For a split soul of divine sense, freedom was undoubtedly the greatest temptation.
The two kings, who had originally held the upper hand, had thus been inexplicably betrayed to their deaths.
"Damn it!"
The King of Light seethed with fury. He could not imagine that betrayal of their own race could occur even among his people.
Yet, as it happened, among a race originally controlled by a collective will, the powerful were growing increasingly independent, while split souls of divine sense were completely unaffected.
"Stop fighting! I am willing to become your follower and leave this damned place with you!"
The King of Light's fury surged to the heavens, yet his expression was extraordinarily calm. He even suddenly shouted as he retreated repeatedly, no longer attacking Feng Wuxia.
"That works too!"
Feng Wuxia agreed expressionlessly, yet her attacks grew even more vicious.
"Whew!"
Xu Xuan let out a long breath. He rose unhurriedly, his deep gaze settling on the King of Light, who immediately felt a chill run through his entire body.
"I mean it! What could you gain by killing me? I am willing..."
He shouted in terror. Although this was merely a stalling tactic, he truly did not understand how these two humans could be so utterly indifferent.
"You are too weak! Keeping you is useless!"
Feng Wuxia snorted impatiently. She suddenly unleashed her full strength, creating an opening for Xu Xuan to join the fight.
"Boom!"
To everyone's surprise, the moment Feng Wuxia unleashed her full strength, Xu Xuan abruptly charged forward.
"Ah!"
Caught somewhat off guard, the King of Light cried out instinctively. Just as he was about to strike back, he sensed that something was wrong.
"Impossible!"
His face twisted as he roared, suddenly attacking with all his strength.
"What happened to him?"
Even Feng