212: Brother Tong, I won

"Burn! To hell with Divine Power Origin! To hell with Soul disintegration! Burn it all for me! Burn away this damned Little Sky Demon!"

His Soul wailed, his consciousness teetered on the brink of collapse, but he squeezed out every last bit of meaning from his existence.

Buzz—!

In the depths of his Soul, that faint wisp of Divine Power Origin, under its master's utterly insane will, let out its final, glass-shattering cry!

A golden torrent, far exceeding his body's endurance limit and imbued with the will to incinerate everything, surged wildly from his charred right arm like an out-of-control galaxy!

Boom!!!!

The destructive golden light instantly engulfed the Little Sky Demon!

The vile purple-black mist, like snow meeting boiling water, evaporated and dissipated at a visible rate!

The core demonic vortex twisted violently, dimming as if it would be utterly annihilated the next second!

"It's done!"

Lin Chuping's heart swelled with joy; a hint of satisfaction from his successful sneak attack had just risen, and his lips even twitched instinctively—

A sudden change occurred!

Just as the demonic vortex was about to completely vanish, leaving only a last, almost invisible speck of purple-black light!

The purple-black speck suddenly contracted!

A wave of foul Qi, colder, stickier, and imbued with endless malice and curses than at any previous moment, erupted from that critical point of annihilation, like a venomous snake's final, desperate strike!

It wasn't an attack, but... contamination! It was a brand! It was a malicious curse from the deepest abyss, targeting "existence" itself!

Pfft!

A purple-black "needle-point," as fine as a hair but condensed to the extreme, silently and swiftly, surpassed Lin Chuping's injured sensory limits, ignoring the violent golden torrent.

It instantly pierced through the extremely fragile energy barrier in front of Lin Chuping's right fist, weakened by the excessive burst of Divine Power, and precisely embedded itself into his—brow!

"Ugh...? !"

All of Lin Chuping's movements, all his roars, all his madness, came to an abrupt halt at this moment!

Time seemed to freeze.

The bloody madness in his eyes receded like a tide, replaced by a blank emptiness.

His final strike, into which he had poured all his will, all his life, all his hope, was interrupted and backfired by this most malicious curse from the brink of annihilation, at the very last 0.1 second of its imminent success!

"Hoh... hoh..."

Lin Chuping let out an incomprehensible gasp from his throat, his body swaying stiffly.

At the center of his brow, a tiny, almost invisible purple-black spot quietly emerged, like an ugly brand.

This was not physical trauma, but an erosion on the level of existence! It was the most extreme revenge of an extraterrestrial evil like a "Little Sky Demon" against its "destroyer" in its dying moments!

Bang!

Lin Chuping could no longer hold on, his knees hitting the bottom of the crystallized crater with a heavy thud, his charred right arm dangling limply at his side like a broken, withered branch.

"System, did I win?"

I am not one of the 999 failures; I am the first winner!

"Host target: Little Sky Demon confirmed annihilated..."

"Warning! Detecting super-high priority contaminant invading Host! Contamination type: Origin Curse Brand!"

"Warning! Host life signs plummeting! Divine Power Origin completely depleted! Soul suffering deep contamination! Collapse risk 99.99%!"

The System's alarm was piercingly sharp, filled with unprecedented "panic" and "powerlessness"!

"Tong Ge, I won!"