“Now… die!”

It was a chant so indifferent that even her killing intent had frozen completely. Yun Che stared at her under the purple light. Even now, he didn’t believe that she would kill him...

But the purple light was slowly but surely moving closer to Yun Che’s heart. This power could easily kill even the likes of a Divine Sovereign, much less him. Just like what she had said earlier, it would take only an instant to reduce him into nothing, to leave no trace of him behind…

Many people had closed their eyes… Xia Qingyue’s choice was normal and sensible. There was no way Yun Che was escaping death, and even if he was allowed to live, the god emperors' greed would make him wish he was dead. If there was no way to keep him alive, then Xia Qingyue might as well kill him and cleanse her own reputation.

On the other side, Qianye Ying’er’s face writhed with pain as golden light bathed her. She was losing her Brahma God divine power rapidly, and the process was absolutely irreversible.

She sensed Yun Che’s approaching death due to the slave imprint. She struggled to raise her head and...

“Mas… ter…”

A weak cry later, profound energy abruptly exploded from her body. The profound energy was no longer gold in color, but it was powerful and it freed her from the...