Having lost the protection of Ye Ming and severely depleted by the United Power, ordinary Mingwu Warriors were reduced to mere chaff in front of the Silent Ming.
The gray-white death light swept across, decomposing and dispersing swathes of Mingwu Warriors, causing the retreating formation to collapse instantly, turning into a purgatory of despair.
A heart-wrenching roar erupted madly from Ye Ming's frozen body.
It wanted to stop all of this.
But it could do nothing, watching helplessly as its clan marched towards annihilation.
In the distance, the Mingwu Emperor let out a roar of sorrow, trying to tear open space to forcibly carve out a path to survival.
But having previously joined forces with Ye Ming to fight Shuyan, it had exhausted much of its Source.
The spatial rift it tore open with great effort lasted only a moment before being smoothed over by the power surging from within the Shuyan Domain, as if it had never existed.
No escape, no retreat.
