Chen Jingguo started the process of unsealing and Bingzhan felt that things are going out of control. Lan Minghui wanted to stop Chen Jingguo but unfortunately, it was too late. Once the process has started, it cannot be stopped. 'The only way is to kill him,' Lan Minghui thought as he glanced at An Wuya.
Chen Jingguo was smiling as he stared at An Wuya. "My lord! It worked! Finally, my dream will come true!" he said as he continued to stare at An Wuya. It was not known what his dream truly was, but for him to collude with a demon, it was surely not a good one.
An Wuya on the other hand felt that Chen Jingguo is no longer needed and he slowly approached him. "Jingguo, you are indeed the best subordinate that I have in this realm. Your dream was to conquer this world, right? Let me help you realize that," An Wuya said with a smile.
Of course, with his current appearance, Chen Jingguo felt a chill when he saw the demon smile. But he still forced himself to smile. Only, his smile disappeared a second later when he felt a sharp pain on his abdomen.
Looking down, he saw that An Wuya's claw hand has pierced into him and he also felt that his spiritual energy running rampant. "My... lord...?" Chen Jingguo stared at An Wuya with disbelief.
"Don't worry. Since you will be absorbed into me, when I reign this world, then it is the same as realizing your dream," An Wuya said in a soft whisper. "Chen Jingguo, your contribution through all these years are very much appreciated."
After absorbing Chen Jingguo's soul, one could sense An Wuya's strength rising up as the second goes by. Bingzhan who was the strongest amongst the four knew that he has to kill An Wuya before the unsealing is done.
He glanced at the weakened Min Shaotian and Yan Zhuyi. 'Shaotian's cultivation has been destroyed, and Yan Zhuyi is heavily injured...' he thought to himself.
"Minghui!" Bingzhan called Lan Minghui out. "You go and bring Shaotian and Yan Zhuyi out! Escape as far as you can from here!" Bingzhan said to the younger male.
"No! I want to fight!" Lan Minghui answered.
"Listen to your elder!" Bingzhan roared at Lan Minghui. "With your strength, you will only become a dead weight. Don't worry, it is not as if I do not have a plan," Bingzhan added the last sentence in order to assure his three comrades.
Lan Minghui hesitated for a bit but finally agreed that he would not be of help even if he stayed. He quickly went over to Bingzhan's side, and picked up the very weakened Min Shaotian into his arm and then, supported Yan Zhuyi.
"Master Bingzhan, please kill that demon. Help me avenge my father..." Lan Minghui said before he disappeared from the place.
An Wuya was about to chase after Lan Minghui only to be stopped by Abbot Bingzhan.
"That is a matter of course. Even if this one has to sacrifice his life, this demon must die today," Bingzhan murmured softly as if replying to Lan Minghui. "An Wuya, years ago, you came and we were too weak to kill you. This time, I shall settle the account of that time," he said, addressing to An Wuya.
"With just you alone? Do not make me laugh!" An Wuya replied.
Bingzhan did not reply and instead, continued his assault on An Wuya. Each of his movements were strong and calculated, but there was still a hint of desperation in them. Bingzhan is now rushing against time. The stronger An Wuya becomes, the harder it would be to kill him, and once the unsealing is done, it will be even more impossible to do so.
In the end, Abbot Bingzhan realized that An Wuya's strength will soon surpass his so he could only close his eyes as he made one last desperate move. "It seems that this is the only way," Abbot Bingzhan said as he concentrated his spiritual energy towards his dantian.
An Wuya realized what Bingzhan wanted to do and he suddenly panicked. He remembered the outcome of his loses years ago and felt that he didn't want to suffer the same humiliation as that time. "Not again!" he roared as he tried to escape.
But Bingzhan has long anticipated An Wuya's move and latched himself over to the demon in a tight hold. "An Wuya, I hope that in your next life, you will learn to be kind to others," Abbot Bingzhan said before he began to recite lines from the scriptures that he knew by heart and sealed An Wuya's movement.
"What is wrong with you humans and your self-sacrifice?! Do you think that this is heroic?! Are those mortals worth such sacrifice?!" An Wuya asked to which, Bingzhan did not bother to reply.
The spiritual energy from Bingzhan began to swell, forming strong energy. And soon, a large explosion occurred. The scale of the explosion was so strong that even the formation placed around the mountain shattered.
Outside the mountain, Lan Minghui stared at the blast that was formed by Abbot Bingzhan's self explosion. Yan Zhuyi on his side stared at the big explosion at disbelief and watched as the huge mountain is reduced into rubbles.
"Xiao Hui, I'm okay now. You go bring your uncle Min back first. He needs to be treated as soon as possible. When you get back, try to do as best as you can to suppress the media. We can't let anyone find out about this," Yan Zhuyi told the younger male.
"Alright. I understand. I'll also prepare for your treatment," Lan Minghui replied before he left with Min Shaotian. Yan Zhuyi watched Lan Minghui's disappearing figure before she went back to the place where the mountain was.
After the explosion, the two spiritual signature belongs to An Wuya and Abbot Bingzhan had become weaker, almost disappearing. But Yan Zhuyi did not feel reassured until she saw that An Wuya is truly dead.
When she arrived, the mountain was in ruins and at the centre of the crater, she saw two figures laying on the ground. One belongs to Abbot Bingzhan while the other is none other than An Wuya. Both appear to be in their last breaths.
Yan Zhuyi quickly went over to Abbot Bingzhan, wanting to try and save him but she was surprised when An Wuya suddenly stood up.
"Crazy... crazy, crazy, crazy! Crazier than even this lord!" An Wuya said maniacally. "Since you want to protect this world so much, then let this lord leave a present for you!"
As soon as he said that, he focused the last remaining spiritual energy to make one last move. Yan Zhuyi realized this and quickly moved towards An Wuya to deal the last blow. With An Wuya weakened to his last breath, it was easy even for Yan Zhuyi to kill him.
"Heh... unfortunately, you were just a bit too slow," An Wuya told Yan Zhuyi. "This world will soon be in chaos. Let those humans you are struggling to save kill each other!"
After saying his piece, his spiritual signature finally disappeared and not long after, his body disintegrated into ashes. At the same time, Abbot Bingzhan also drew his last breath but unlike An Wuya, his body didn't disappear. But with the lack of spiritual energy to keep it the way it was, it quickly shrivelled up, becoming a mummy.
Yan Zhuyi appeared saddened and approached the dead body. She picked the remains of Abbot Bingzhan and brought it with her away. Not long after she disappeared, the sound of a propeller can be heard as a helicopter approached the area.
"Everyone! This is what remains of Mt. Shengyan! We still do not know the cause of this destruction. It might be a military experiment that has gone wrong, or maybe a terrorist attack that went wrong, we from National Great Star media will continue to follow up on this incident..." a reporter could be seen talking while facing the camera, behind the reporter is exactly the ruined mountain from before.