Before her words even finished, Emily had already pierced the Sky Sage's body with her crowbar as a sword on the battlefield below.
Under the relentless burning of the soul-devouring pale flame, he no longer had much strength to use space power, and for the second half, he was basically being beaten up.
Now, the flames gradually burned his soul body, and the Sky Sage, holding the rotten divine scepter, was full of unwillingness.
He had just resurrected, had not yet fully demonstrated his skills, or fully utilized the scepter's effects, and was about to be reduced to ashes.
"No! I'm not willing! I refuse to accept!!!"
The Sky Sage grabbed Emily's arm, madness reflected in his eyes.
"Want me to die? Then you don't live either! Last time, I took four Legends with me! This time taking a Celestial Realm powerhouse with me! That's enough!"
Hahaha!"
Crack!
A chill descended from the sky, instantly freezing the Sky Sage.