Mu Yu seemed to age decades in that instant.
His hair turned completely white.
He rose, trembling.
The black gas in midair poured into the Gravestone once more, forming the ninth Demon Core.
"So..."
"I could do it too. Advance... without Demon Cores."
"I really was..."
"The greatest genius of the Human Race."
"No..."
"I'm not worthy..."
"You... are the Human Race's... true Heavenly Prides."
"And I was nothing but a useless wretch hiding behind you..."
Mu Yu spoke softly, slowly taking his place beside Zhao Zicheng and patting his shoulder. "Leave the rest to me..."
As his words fell.
A chain formed from spiritual energy suddenly appeared in the void, piercing one of the Demon Lords.
Blood sprayed, but avoided the Gravestone.
"Your blood..."
"Doesn't deserve to stain it."
Mu Yu hunched over, feeling his life slipping away, utterly unconcerned as he merely spoke in a daze.
"You..."
"You hit A Tai five times..."
Cracks appeared in space out of nowhere, slicing across one of the Demon Beasts.
"You..."
"You bullied Xiao Xiao..."
"You insulted Teacher Xu..."
Mu Yu seemed to be strolling casually across the ground, but the Demon Lords fell into pools of blood, terror on their faces, unable even to resist.
In just half a minute...
All fifteen Demon Lords became corpses.
Their pupils dilated.
Filled with terror.
Only Mu Yu stood alone among the corpses, drenched in blood, looking like a madman.
"Zicheng..."
"Take care of Xiao Xiao..."
"And..."
"Goodbye..."
In the sunlight, Mu Yu suddenly turned to look at Zhao Zicheng, speaking gently with a smile.
His last smile...
The next moment, Mu Yu shot into the sky, speeding toward Demon-Suppressing Pass.
His life...
Was nearly over...
At the very end, he had to do something more for the 140th Cohort.
Breaking through to