Emperor’s Domination

Bao Pu considered himself to be the worm and vice versa. This was not their first time facing a near-death situation either. After all, they had fought primordial immortals before and came out on top.

Thus, he believed the worm would always be with him, even in death. Thus, he suffered physical and mental agony from the tearing.

“No!” His scream contained rage, despair, and unacceptance. He cared more about the worm abandoning him than the incoming slash from Calamitous Edge.

With it gone, his power dropped by more than fifty percent, unable to control the redemption ground’s resources. Thus, the blade severed the defenses.

The ghost was at his weakest after he burned his true blood. Now, Bao Pu was at his weakest. Killing an immortal was always difficult but his body and true fate were as feeble as could be.

“Pluff!” The blade severed everything in half including his true fate. His eyes were wide open with rage, no different from the ghost earlier.

Those who could watch didn’t miss the finale and felt that karmic retribution was being enacted.

“It’s appropriate, the high heaven never spares anyone.” Someone calmed down and commented.

“The high heaven thing is up for debate, but this is appropriate karma indeed, and fast too.” A supreme overlord said.

Just a minute ago, Bao Pu had abandoned the ghost. Now, he shared its fate.

Others mourned his illustrious past as a founder versus his final downfall. They also wondered about the escaping worm.

However, Li Qiye caught it immediately. It shrieked, attempting to escape to no avail.

We Don’t Advise to Take These Products Regularly Open “You should not exist in this world.” Li Qiye shook his head and crushed it to dust. He easily put an end to the creature that couldn’t be killed by immortals.

Bao Pu’s dao depravity came to an end today. Although both were dead, Taichu was still respected, fighting to the end for the sake of the dao.

“Finally.” A spectator said while looking at Bao Pu and the ghost’s corpses.’

“Still going to play dead?” Li Qiye smiled at one of the corpses, confusing listeners.

The ghost’s corpse, which had been split in two by Desolate Ancestor’s blade and was surely dead, began to writhe on the ground. The two halves started to piece themselves back together.

“What am I looking at here?” Many leaped up in terror.

All cultivators and powerful experts knew there were no ghosts in the mortal world and scoffed at the idea of actual ghosts.

“Buzz.” A holy light enveloped the corpse afterward.

“Is it returning to life?” A spectator commented.

“Impossible.” One primal ancestor: “Desolate Ancestor killed him thoroughly.

“Pop!” The holy light reduced what was left of the ghost to dust and crafted a new body.

This young figure was otherworldly and peerless, causing others to exclaim in admiration.

“It’s him!” Many were turned to stone; even overlords couldn’t believe their eyes.