"It’s over!"

Outside Holy Meteor Mountain, Yun Chang peered through the dense sea of fog and saw the scene within. When she saw Su Han, grievously injured and on his last breath, being attacked by the face in the black fog, her beautiful face contorted with dread.

She knew Su Han was beyond saving. The sea of fog was formed from the resentment of Great Saint Xuan Ming, and the face within it was incomparably powerful. The only hope of saving him was if she could appear before him immediately.

But the Heavenly Dragon Saint pinned her in place, while the Divining Great Saint interfered from the side. She couldn’t even get close to Holy Meteor Mountain, let alone rescue Su Han.

Unless my sister appears... but that’s highly unlikely. She suffers a great loss of vitality every time she leaves the Spiritual Treasure Void Realm. Su Han, as important as he is, isn’t worth my sister risking her life for him.

Alas, it seems this was all fated!

Yun Chang sighed. She had given up on Su Han, but the rage in her heart now burned fiercely. She had to vent it.

"Heavenly Dragon Saint, I swear I’ll hammer you to death!"

Yun Chang glared furiously, her gaze locked on the Heavenly Dragon Saint. She then swung the Heaven-Shaking Sacred Hammer with all her might, smashing it toward him with a force that seemed capable of breaking the firmament.

The Heavenly Dragon Saint knew Yun Chang was enraged and had already prepared himself, quickly raising his defenses.

In a short while, Su Han will be dead, and all of Yun Chang’s anger will be for naught.

Finally, he is going to die!

The Divining Great Saint didn’t attack directly, but he continuously used his Divination Technique to interfere with Yun Chang, preventing her from breaking through the Heavenly Dragon Saint’s defenses. Now, seeing the scene inside Holy Meteor Mountain, he was overjoyed.

Once Su Han died, all threats would be eliminated, and he could finally rest easy.

At this moment, countless people believed Su Han’s death was certain. Down below on Holy Meteor Mountain, Su Han himself felt a powerful sense of mortal danger.

The face in the black fog closed in, its sharp, piercing screams exploding in his ears and making his head feel as if it would split apart. But he would not sit and wait for death, nor would he accept it meekly.

I am a demon, destined to slay all enemies in the world!

The Defying Heavenly Demon Will surged through Su Han’s heart, turning his eyes a deep, profound black that pulsed with dark light.

"Devour!"

Su Han activated the Devouring Heaven Demonic Art, employing his Dual Black Holes and his Black Hole Transformation. He opened his Devouring Demonic Domain, pushing the Demonic Art to its absolute limit. He would devour the black fog. Even if the pain was immense, he would fight to his last breath.

WHOOSH!

Dense black fog was devoured into Su Han’s body. Seeing this, the Tian Lou Saint was not alarmed but delighted, believing Su Han was digging his own grave.

This is the resentment of Great Saint Xuan Ming. Who would dare absorb it into their body? This is practically inviting corruption.

Su Han remained silent, focusing all his energy on devouring and refinement. His body grew icy cold, his limbs felt weak, and his head swam. It was as if he were terminally ill and beyond cure, yet his expression remained unchanged as he continued to devour and refine the fog.

Although the pain was excruciating and the backlash severe, the black fog was not impossible to absorb; it was just extremely difficult to refine.

WHOOSH!

As Su Han fully immersed himself in the devouring process, the Ghostly Face Mask he wore began to glow of its own accord. The dark, demonic light was neither dazzling nor intense, but it was filled with a domineering will. When it shone, all other lights dimmed as if they dared not compete.

Simultaneously, the black light gradually enveloped Su Han’s entire body. It then surged from the crown of his head, condensing into a blurry silhouette above him.

This silhouette grew clearer and more solid until it finally formed the Demonic Emperor Physique.

Wearing the Ghostly Face Mask and the Shore Flower Emperor’s Robe, with ten phantom black holes circling him, he stood as the center of the world. The sun, moon, stars, flowers, and trees—all of creation seemed to revolve around him.

Black light radiated from his body, dyeing the surroundings a profound, deep black. This darkness spread, giving the illusion of an otherworldly invasion—a collision of worlds.

What is this?

Tian Lou Saint’s laughter died in his throat. His gaze turned grave as he stared at the Demonic Emperor Physique. Su Han had displayed it before, so the Physique itself was not unfamiliar. But the fact that its black light could erode the black fog, preventing it from approaching Su Han, was simply inconceivable.

No! That’s not right! It isn’t erosion; it’s devouring!

The black light devoured the black fog, but it didn’t stop there. A closer look revealed that wherever the dark light passed, everything was swallowed whole—space, time, laws, rules, and even the power of the world.

Within the black light lay a world of darkness. Outside it lay the real world. It was a bizarre and profound collision between two realities.

Encountering such a phenomenon for the first time, the Tian Lou Saint felt a sliver of dread creep into his heart.

"Spirit of my Ancestor, obliterate this thief!"

The black light spread relentlessly, a descending darkness that erased the black fog wherever it passed. Faced with this, the Tian Lou Saint had no choice but to mobilize the face in the black fog once more.

"Such... hatred...!"

Lacking its own consciousness, the face made of fog uttered a resentful cry, roaring as it rushed toward Su Han, intent on tearing him to pieces.

Su Han was still immersed in devouring and refinement, his eyes shut tight, seemingly lost to the world.

The Demonic Emperor Physique simply stood with its hands clasped behind its back as the black light spread like an unstoppable tide, reaching farther and farther.

Finally, the black light touched the face in the black fog. To the Tian Lou Saint’s utter shock, the face was swallowed up as if a stone had been dropped into the ocean, vanishing without a single ripple or any terrible fluctuation of energy. It was simply engulfed, bit by bit, by the black light until it disappeared completely.

The Tian Lou Saint was afraid. He was truly afraid. The black light was too eerie; he had never witnessed such a peculiar energy. As it continued to spread, he was forced to summon even more black fog to try and stop it.

The sea of fog churned, its waves vast and majestic. But wherever the black light spread, it devoured everything. It was as if darkness had fallen, and all things had begun to decay.

Before the Tian Lou Saint’s shocked gaze, no matter how much black fog he summoned, it was all consumed by the dark light. In the end, the vast sea of mist was completely devoured, vanishing without a trace.

"I don’t accept this! I am the chosen of the heavens! I am the invincible genius! I will not be defeated, and I will not die!"

With his final trump card lost, the Tian Lou Saint’s Dao Heart shattered. His face twisted in a ferocious snarl as he roared, descending into a state of utter madness.

The black light, however, remained unmoved by any external force, continuing its unhurried expansion as it drew closer to him.

Blood streamed from the Tian Lou Saint’s seven orifices. He was gravely injured, unable to escape even if he had wanted to—and he didn’t. His immense pride found the thought of fleeing more agonizing than death itself. He would make one last stand.

"Energy Physique!"

The Tian Lou Saint roared, pushing his Vajra Holy Body to its absolute limit. A dazzling golden light erupted from his body as he charged wildly at Su Han, intent on taking him down with him even in death.

Yet, when the black light fell upon him, it was silent. Like snow melting in the sun, it devoured him completely.

In an instant, the Tian Lou Saint was erased from the world.