An hour later, the dust settled.
The Human Emperor gathered the Xuanhuang Emperor's Energy, forming it into a canopy above his head, and softly said to the battle body before him, whose eyes were wide open, "You have lost."
"I have lost," the Great Witch Sacrifice's voice was weak as a mosquito's buzz, "But you... won't last much longer... "
With those words, his body dissipated into a gray mist and drifted away with the wind.
The Southern Border Great Witch Sacrifice, perished.
"Human Emperor."
Mu Cangsheng and Yama stepped forward to pay their respects.
Mu Cangsheng said, "Congratulations to the Human Emperor on awakening the eighth Primordial Spirit, the time of Nine Emperors United is not far off."
