Watching the Ghost Emperor die, Yun Ming showed no reaction. He simply stood there quietly, gazing at the fleeing Darkness Emperor in the distance, blood dripping from the Sky-Piercing Divine Spear.
" Ha Luosa, is running so fast even useful?"
Watching the Darkness Emperor unleash his final potential in despair, his body transformed into a streak of black light, fleeing the battlefield at an astonishing speed.
His speed was extremely fast, almost beyond the sight of ordinary people. In the blink of an eye, he rushed over a thousand meters away, like a ghost traversing the night sky, leaving only a faint afterimage.
Yun Ming's expression was indifferent, and his calm words reached the Darkness Emperor's ears precisely:
I still remember my teacher's death.
Yun Ming's reaction was even faster and more precise. Holding the Sky-Piercing Divine Spear, his eyes flashed like lightning as he locked onto the Darkness Emperor's escape route.
"Go down and beg my teacher for forgiveness."
Yun Ming swung his arm sharply, throwing the Sky-Piercing Divine Spear like a meteor.
The Sky-Piercing Divine Spear drew a perfect arc in the air, its tip gleaming with a cold light, pointing directly at the Darkness Emperor's back.
Yun Ming's throwing force and angle were perfectly calculated. The Sky-Piercing Divine Spear shot through the air like a golden lightning bolt, its speed so great that it even left a white shockwave in the air.
The Darkness Emperor only felt a sharp gust of wind behind him, and his body reacted instinctively, trying to dodge this fatal blow.
However, Yun Ming's attacks were too precise and too fast; his movements appeared slow and clumsy in Yun Ming's eyes.
With a "whoosh," the Sky-Piercing Divine Spear struck the Darkness Emperor's body accurately, its tip piercing through his back and exiting through his chest, drawing out a spray of black blood.
The Darkness Emperor's body jolted violently from the blow, his speed suddenly slowed, and he finally fell helplessly from the sky.
The Darkness Emperor's body crashed heavily to the ground, creating a large crater. He struggled to stand up, but Yun Ming's attack was extremely special; the power of a single spear thrust could even break the Blood River God-Slaying Array, let alone his body.
The Darkness Emperor struggled forward, staggering, each step feeling like walking on cotton, unsteady and powerless.
He kept vomiting large amounts of blood, which splattered onto the cold ground, looking particularly glaring.
Is it his turn?
In the final moments of his life, the Darkness Emperor involuntarily recalled his entire life.
He recalled that he was born in a small city where his family held traditional values, and that from birth he was completely white, without any color in his skin, even his eyes were gray, unlike any other baby.
His family thought he was cursed, so they abandoned him, leaving him outside to die.
However, a kind person found him and took him to an orphanage.
But this well-intentioned act brought utter disaster to the entire orphanage.
The day the Darkness Emperor awakened his Martial Soul was destined to be a tragedy.
Upon Martial Soul Awakening, he was also granted a natural domain that summoned twelve Skeleton warriors, who then slaughtered the entire orphanage.
At the cost of the lives of the entire orphanage, the Darkness Emperor had become a super genius with Innate Full Soul Power.
Each time the Darkness Emperor's cultivation level increases, he needs to absorb a large amount of life force and energy...
The characteristics of Martial Soul can truly determine a person's fate.
Who could resist the temptation to reach the pinnacle of power by sacrificing everything, even countless innocent lives?
Fragments of memories flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern.
Facing imminent death, the Darkness Emperor surprisingly revealed a bitter smile.
That smile contained so many emotions: regret for her choices, helplessness in the face of fate, and relief at the impending liberation.
His life was filled with battles and killings, yet it ended in this way, which is undeniably ironic.
Now, it's his turn to give his life and become a stepping stone for others...
"This is completely unfair. We are not born with the right to decide the characteristics of our Martial Soul."
"If only I had a normal Martial Soul, and could diligently cultivate to the Limit Douluo through my own efforts, how wonderful that would be."
"I hate that family who abandoned me..."
With a sigh from the Darkness Emperor, and before he could finish speaking, his body gradually collapsed, as if it would dissipate into the wind at any moment.
His legs could no longer support his body, and he finally knelt on the ground, his head drooping and his eyes losing their light.
In the end, the Darkness Emperor's body turned into a pool of black ash, which was scattered by the wind.
His existence, everything about him, vanished from this world with the black ashes, leaving no trace.
One of the two emperors of the Holy Spirit Cult, the Darkness Emperor, has fallen.
Seeing that he had finally avenged his great enemy, that the Darkness Emperor was dead, and that the revenge for his teacher was over, Yun Ming closed his eyes, forcibly suppressing his emotional outburst.
He walked to the place where the Darkness Emperor died and reached out to grasp the Sky-Piercing Divine Spear that had fallen to the ground.
"Teacher, did you see that?"
"Your student Yun Ming, has avenged you... The Darkness Emperor of the Holy Spirit Cult is dead."
There's no need to go see the Demon Empress and his group, because they've already run away.
Although Yun Ming could kill them first, and then kill the Darkness Emperor.
But this time, Yun Ming acted on emotion.
He felt compelled to avenge the murder of his master, and had been waiting for this day to come.
Even if he only needed to endure it a little longer...
But he couldn't stand it anymore.
The moment he saw the Darkness Emperor appear before him, he recalled his teacher.
Having avenged his great enemy, Yun Ming felt a growing emptiness in his heart.
The next moment, Yun Ming seemed to sense something, and his mind instantly returned to its usual state, as he gripped the Sky-Piercing Divine Spear in his hand again.
The ground beneath their feet began to tremble, and a deafening rumble came from deep underground, as if some immense power was awakening.
The earth trembled more and more violently, and people could barely stand, only managing to maintain their balance.
The ground began to crack open with countless fissures, which spread rapidly like a spider web, engulfing the surrounding land.
Thick plumes of heat and dust emanated from these cracks, but at the same time, the unpleasant stench of blood that had permeated the air began to gradually dissipate.
As the cracks widened and the heat rose, a refreshing scent began to permeate the air above the battlefield.
It gradually dissipated the smell of blood, making everyone's breathing easier.
The entire sky began to change; the sky, which had been covered by the dark clouds of battle, was now becoming clear and transparent.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the clouds, its golden rays like a sacred baptism, enveloping the entire battlefield.
Under this sacred aura, all the filth on the battlefield began to be cleansed.