'Still not dead?'
Yang An admired Hai Shu's tenacity, but he had to be killed.
HUMMM!
A strange ripple emanated from Yang An's body. The flesh on his forehead, between his brows, split open, directly revealing the Forbidden Artifact, Golden Sun.
A torrent of light poured out from the Forbidden Artifact. From a distance, it looked as if Yang An's third eye was releasing a brilliant radiance.
The light gathered high above the Great Virtue Temple, forming a dazzling golden sphere. It expanded at an ever-increasing rate, and in just a few blinks of an eye, it had grown to the size of a sun, like a blazing star hanging in the sky.
Under the intense radiance, the bodies of the trapped Demon Fiends and Monks within the Great Virtue Temple rapidly withered. Vast amounts of black energy evaporated, and in an instant, they crumbled into ash.
This was likely the closest they would ever get to the sun, but it was also their most painless death.
