Ming Abi had not expected Xiang Shaoyun to be fine. The moment he heard Xiang Shaoyun's voice, his heart sank. He tried to fly away with his devil core, but Xiang Shaoyun's energy scattered his devilish energy as it reached for the devil core. With the devil core grasped in his hand, Xiang Shaoyun could easily crush it.

"Spare him!" said one of the imperial uncles.

The other imperial uncle said, "Spare him. I believe he has conceded at this point."

Xiang Shaoyun raised his head, looked at the two imperial uncles, and smirked. "This is my spoil of war. I have the final say on what to do with it."

Energy gathered in his palm and completely erased Ming Abi's energy. Ming Abi had never imagined...