When Miroku heard the sudden voice, she immediately looked back in alarm.
Behind Miroku, a mass of purplish-black smoke had also appeared. It kept writhing before finally taking on Moryo's form.
At the sight, Miroku immediately cried out:
"Why are you here? Didn't you already escape?"
Moryo looked very pleased with himself:
"Did you really think the one who escaped was me? They were merely a bunch of useless trash I abandoned. Still, they should count themselves lucky to be of use to me now!"
Miroku's expression tightened, and she said solemnly:
"Even so, what difference does that make? You're a consciousness just like me. You're no stronger than I am!"
Rather than getting angry, Moryo laughed:
"If you had just arrived, I really wouldn't have dared appear before you. But don't forget, you and I were originally one. I know the drawbacks of Light of Judgment just as well as you do. How much of your power can you use now? Hahaha!"
Miroku's expression darkened at his words. Moryo was right. Light of Judgment did consume a considerable amount of her Spiritual Power, and she could not use it again within a short period. That also deprived Miroku of her decisive killing move, greatly reducing the threat she posed to Moryo.
Seeing Miroku remain silent, Moryo grew even more smug and said excitedly:
"Just submit and merge with me. You and I were originally one and should never have been separated. Let us descend upon this world in our strongest form, as its master, and rule over it!"
At his words, Miroku could not help saying angrily:
"Pah! Stop dreaming!"
As she spoke, she fired three streaks of white light at Moryo, but he easily dodged them.
Seeing this, Moryo said casually:
"Stop struggling. You're no match for me.