But how could public opinion be so easily dismissed? The majority of civilians and Soul Masters were still filled with fear, dreading that something unexpected might happen...
This scene made all the members of the federation sigh...
"These civilians and Soul Masters really are cowards, clearly the Holy Spirit Cult is at its end and they can't possibly defeat us!"
"Yes, the invisible barrier hasn't lifted, which must mean the powerful ones from various factions and the Elders of the Sea God Pavilion are fighting the most troublesome Ming Emperor and Ghost Emperor. It should be resolved in a day or two, at most!"
"There's no choice, the anomalies that appeared in this battle were indeed too shocking. It's impossible not to worry!"
"Hmph, this is all because of the Spirit Pagoda. They've recruited so many Soul Masters but chose to be spectators in this large-scale battle, a waste of their title as a top force in Soul Land!"
When it comes to the Spirit Pagoda, whether it's the federation or any power, there's basically a lot of complaints!
The reason why this hadn't been brought to light was the fear of them doing something unexpected!
While they were discussing, suddenly a Soul Master pointed to the skies with excitement and said, "Look, everyone, the anomaly in the sky has disappeared. It must be because the evil Soul Masters have been killed!"
In his eyes, the blood fog that had been swirling around was almost invisible, and even the chilling evil presence was gradually weakening...
The rest of the civilians and Soul Masters naturally turned their gaze and, seeing this was indeed the case, changed their worried expressions...
"Thank goodness, it scared me. I thought the Holy Spirit Cult might counterattack, but now it seems there's nothing to fear!"
"I told you so, with the federation and all the major powers stepping in, what waves could the mere Holy Spirit Cult make?"
"This is great, once the Holy Spirit Cult is eradicated, the entire Soul Land will become peaceful and stable!"
The federation members were all somewhat confused and exchanged glances...
"What... what's happening? Is the battle about to end?"
"Not sure, but we should report this for now!"
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Above the skies!
The Ming Emperor launched a full-strength strike, sending Tang Wulin reeling back and glanced at the Ghost Emperor, who had already absorbed all the blood and whose aura was steadily stabilizing...
He said coldly, "Kid, stop struggling. You should see by now that the Ghost Emperor's strength has gone beyond the scope of a Soul Master and reached the God Rank. He's not an opponent you can contend with!"
"How about you surrender voluntarily? I can offer you the position of protector of the Holy Spirit Cult on behalf of the Ghost Emperor!"
Even though he said this, the murderous intent in his eyes didn't diminish at all, he was merely trying to buy time with his words!
Because his own Soul Power was nearly exhausted, and he could not even maintain the Netherworld Rebirth Domain!
If he continued to fight Tang Wulin, the only one who would die was himself!
Tang Wulin's gaze remained steadfast as he said coldly, "Smooth talker. If I really joined the Holy Spirit Cult, wouldn't I be the first to die?"
"Besides, you're now nearly out of Soul Power and not a match for me!"
He needed to kill the Ming Emperor as quickly as possible before the Ghost Emperor could completely break through!
Otherwise, once they joined forces, his chances of winning were zero!
With that in mind, one of his Soul Rings suddenly lit up...
Sixth Soul Skill, Devouring Heaven and Earth!!
Without the influence of the Ming Emperor's Domain, Tang Wulin himself turned into a vortex, frantically devouring the Soul Power from around the world...
Not only Soul Power but even the injuries on his body instantaneously recovered to their peak condition...
After gripping the Sea God's Trident tightly, he charged towards his adversary once more...
Knowing that his plan had failed, the Ming Emperor clenched his teeth and said, "Damn it, did this kid see through me?"
And so, he desperately dodged the attacks...
Seeing that his attacks could not harm the Ming Emperor, Tang Wulin, losing his patience, took a deep breath, "So you like hiding, do you? Then try this move, the first style, Disorderly Storm"
A vast amount of Soul Power was poured into the Divine Artifact, and dense ripples of water continuously burst forth from the tip of the Trident, effectively sealing off the Ming Emperor's escape route…
Feeling the situation turn dire, he attempted to use Netherworld Requiem to break through the water ripples, but due to the lack of Soul Power to fortify it…
He was still forcibly bound in place…
As his move struck home, Tang Wulin didn't give him a chance to catch his breath, "Ming Emperor, this time, I am determined to avenge the sacrificed Elders of the Sea God Pavilion!"
"Second move, White Cloud Eternity!"
Golden clouds materialized out of thin air, completely enveloping the Ming Emperor and obliterating his vision…
A fear of the unknown grew within him…
His face grew increasingly frantic, "No… I am the Ming Emperor, the Vice Sect Hierarch of the Holy Spirit Cult! The one destined to rule over all, how can I die at your hands!!"
With this thought, he began to struggle desperately with his limbs…
Yet, the outcome would not change!
Tang Wulin gripped the Sea God's Trident tightly, silently thinking, "It's over, Ming Emperor!"
Following that, his entire being turned into a golden Arrow of Dawn, piercing straight through the golden fog…
After stopping, he looked down at the Sea God's Trident, its body already stained with the crimson color of fresh blood…
With confirmation, he then looked sideways towards another direction, "Next, it's the Ghost Emperor's turn!"
However, before him was nothing but emptiness…
The Ghost Emperor, who had just been on the brink of breakthrough, had vanished without a trace!!
Tang Wulin's pupils shrank, "Wait, could it be…"
"Pfft!!"
Without any warning, a massive hole appeared in his chest, out of which a skeletal hand emerged…
Accompanying it was the icy voice of the Ghost Emperor…
"You've done well to get this far, but it's time to end this!"
Tang Wulin's body trembled non-stop, enduring the agony of his chest being pierced through, "Ghost, Ghost Emperor, when did you…"
The Ghost Emperor, looking at him as if he were a dead man, showed no intention of answering and slowly delivered a kick…
But upon touching Tang Wulin's back, an absolute force surged forth and sent him flying…
"Crack!"
One could faintly hear several ribs breaking…
Unable to maintain his balance, he plunged directly downward, crashing into the ground and creating a human-shaped crater…
It was only now that the golden clouds began to slowly dissipate behind him; the Ming Emperor stumbled out, clutching his bleeding mouth, and hoarsely said, "That… that was close, I was almost killed by that brat!!"
That blow had indeed hit him, but… it had been mostly blocked by the soul bone in his chest!
That is what barely allowed him to survive…
The Ghost Emperor looked at him with pity, "Ming Emperor, you really are in a sorry state!"
The Ming Emperor ignored the mockery and stared straight at him, "Ghost Emperor, I've done as you asked, now…"
Before he could finish, the Ghost Emperor interrupted, "Indeed, you've kept your promise, so now, you can depart in peace!"
"This world doesn't need a second god!"
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