As expected, under the protection of the puppet, Asa found the Dark Spirit for the second time.
It was a mass of invisible air, even the Eye of the Soul couldn't detect anything unusual. Asa still laughed wildly as he pounced, "Accept your fate of being dung, Supreme Will! You can't escape!"
With the re-initiation of soul warfare, the Dark Spirit was forced to halt once more.
Deprived of its influence, the gathering of Black Fog descended by an order of magnitude. The fallen King of Yanuo could no longer coalesce the dark Divine Body. The Phantom of the Spirit tore through its defense, and infinite Holy Fire surged forth, piercing through Its Soul.
"Farewell, my friend."
The Fire Saint Emperor raised his right hand, and the golden Holy Fire had completely condensed into one mass.
"May your spirit rest in peace within the endless Fire Heaven."
The next second, the surging Holy Fire burned the decayed body of the King of Yanuo to ashes.
