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254: Did you ask him if you wanted to self-destruct? The Ming clan has come to an end.

The moment he opened his eyes!

He saw Jiang Yi's face and figure, and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot!

As the saying goes—

When enemies meet, their eyes burn with hatred!

"It's you!!!"

"Ah, this young master will kill you!"

He shrieked loudly!

It seemed that seeing his enemy right before his eyes made him momentarily lose his reason.

He struggled desperately to get up!

He broke free from the Yellow-Robed Old Man's grasp.

He seemed completely oblivious to his own withered Qi, aged Physical Body, and decaying, Dead Tree-like state.

All he did was continue to wield the Bright Emperor Fist Art, ready to smash it towards Jiang Yi!

Since he came knocking on his own accord!

Shouting that he wanted to seek his own death, Jiang, naturally, would not do anything—

Merciful or soft-hearted!

Facing that light, airy punch!

It was like an old man with one foot in the grave crossing the street.

Slowly, hesitantly.

Jiang Yi casually waved his hand, and a hazy rain of light fell.

Completely engulfing him!

His entire being instantly dissolved, his Physical Body and Primordial Spirit all collapsed, utterly annihilated.

Killed one Creation Realm Third Stage enemy, plundering 2667 years of his Lifespan.

His speed was too fast!

The Ming Clan man died quickly enough!

So fast that the Yellow-Robed Old Man barely had time to react!

He only just managed to—

Extend his remaining arm!

Before he could even grasp him, the man turned into ashes right before his eyes.

This made him furious, but even more, it filled him with immense dread.

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, a chill running through his entire body!

As the Dao Protector of the two direct descendants of the Ming Clan on this trip, he seemed completely useless.

Unable to protect their Dao!

It was hard to imagine!

When he returned to the Bright Emperor Clan, what terrible outcome awaited him?

However, at this moment—

A faint gaze swept over and landed on him, very calm.

As still as a spring!

Unperturbed!

Yet, it filled his heart with terror, made his scalp tingle, and gave him a feeling of impending death.

He snapped back to reality!

It was as if he had understood; never mind the consequences!

Right now!

Whether he could even return was an unknown problem.

He wanted to escape!!!

That ancient, primal, vast Qi had locked onto him again!

"How dare you!!!"

The Yellow-Robed Old Man roared!

He couldn't believe it!

His injuries had not fully recovered; the severed arm and the sunken chest.

Although they were continuously regenerating, they had only recovered mostly.

His pervasive Qi had already weakened, no longer at its Peak state.

Most of his strength was already gone!

When he tried to resist again, it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot—

Overestimating himself!

His remaining arm, as expected, quickly withered and decayed.

Finally, the entire arm exploded.

The Sage's blood splattered!

Within the blood, powerful energy was contained, causing space to faintly hum.

Like huge boulders!

Falling vertically, violently smashing into the ground.

Fortunately!

The place they were in was a stele forest of ancient Sages.

The ground was paved with a kind of grayish-white stone brick.

In texture, it was quite hard, and he didn't know what special material it was made of.

It was actually able to withstand the impact of the Sage's blood, not—

Dissolving and shattering as imagined!

At most, only tiny cracks appeared, spreading outwards.

Soon, they stopped, and the affected area was not large!

"Ah!!!"

Meanwhile, the Yellow-Robed Old Man was shaken and retreated again!

As he screamed, large gouts of blood also spewed out!

The other half of his chest was directly sunken inward, his yellow robe torn.

A bloody, gaping hole formed!

Exposed bone fragments were visible, flesh and blood a blur, and countless bones were broken.

"What is there to fear!"

Jiang Yi stepped forward, his body wreathed in primal chaos, continuing to press his advantage.

He wielded ancient, brilliant fist techniques, like a rain of light!

He unleashed the great Divine Ability of "Eternal Emptiness," preparing to—

Completely suppress and kill him here!

As for letting him go, that was impossible; no one could change that!

The Yellow-Robed Old Man's aged face was distorted in a hideous grimace, his eyes filled with despair.

A faint, ashen pallor emerged.

Seeing Jiang Yi approach once more, his Divine Ability remained, radiating a—

Timeless Qi of ancient desolation!

It was as if a death crisis enveloped him, making him clearly aware of his fate!

He couldn't block it, simply couldn't block it!

And he couldn't escape it either!

He was already doomed, and it was absolutely impossible for him to survive.

What he could do now!

Was it to exhaust all his cultivation level and strength before he died?

"This Venerable will fight you to the death!"

"You want to kill me? Even if I die, I'll make sure you don't have an easy time..."

""This Venerable truly... is unwilling to accept this!!!""

The Yellow-Robed Old Man let out a sky-shattering roar; he didn't continue to resist!

Instead, he chose to retract all his magical power!

First, it surged into his body, and then it was completely released!

Circles of infinitely brilliant golden light spread out, containing terrifying Sage Qi!

His aged, crippled body, like a balloon being inflated!

Began to swell.

The Yellow-Robed Old Man was preparing to "self-detonate," unleashing his final move.

To perish with Jiang Yi!

This kind of method was astonishing, but one could only use it once in a lifetime.

In terms of power!

It seemed to have fully recovered to its Peak, infinitely close to the Transcendent Realm.

Jiang Yi did not retreat, continuing to advance!

He was completely unafraid of this method, nor was he deterred by it.

Besides, if he wanted to self-detonate, had he asked Jiang first?

He flipped his fist and palm!

Patches of hazy light rain swirled, and as his five fingers slightly curved, his fist turned into a claw.

Transforming into a large hand of light rain that descended!

With lightning speed!

He grabbed the Yellow-Robed Old Man's head, using a very crude and brutal method!

He forcefully interrupted his "self-detonation," and in his terrified gaze!

The spatial-temporal power of "Eternal Emptiness" was fully poured into his Niwan Palace.

"No!!!"

The Yellow-Robed Old Man tried to speak to stop it, but only managed to utter one sound!

His resplendent Sage Primordial Spirit!

In the blink of an eye, it had already aged and decayed, and gradually dimmed!

As if it had reached the end of its Lifespan!

After enduring a long period, it completely vanished, turning into nothingness.

Along with his Niwan Palace, which also collapsed, perishing in the darkness.

Turning into ashes!

No trace of it could be found anymore!

Only a headless, broken, aged corpse remained, devoid of its original vitality.

With a gentle release, it fell downwards!

Passing through layers of light rain, it turned into countless fragments and ashes.

Killed one Rongzhen Realm Middle Stage enemy, plundering 3402 years of his Lifespan.

Thus, the Yellow-Robed Old Man died!

The three members of the Immovable Bright Emperor Clan who entered the Secret Realm thus met their end.

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