He stood unsteadily on the spot, a mouthful of blood spurting from his mouth. Then, he looked up to the sky and screamed, using up his last bit of strength, he threw the remaining power into the sky.
Over there is where Yuuki Xingmei is hiding. She once thought that she could deceive Mu Yu and escape her ruthless pursuit by feigning death. However, she was wrong. Muyu's perception is beyond ordinary people, and Xingmei's fake death is invisible to her.
At this moment, Mu Yu was also seriously injured. Her body was shaking in the breeze, and every breath she took was filled with deep pain. However, she did not give up. She stared at the sky, and the energy in her hands seemed to be alive, tumbling and jumping.
That is murderous intent, that is determination. She started to kill, and the remaining energy rushed high into the sky like a meteor, tearing through the clouds and heading straight for the target. Over there, Yuuki Xingmei also felt the threat of this energy. She could no longer hide it and could only face it.
However, Mu Yu's attack did not stop. She used all her strength to throw more energy into the sky. The power was like an angry dragon, roaring towards Xingmei. Although Xingmei was frightened, she knew that this time, she really couldn't escape.
Yuuki Anmei's figure as clear as white jade formed a sharp contrast with Muyu's figure full of darkness. Xingmei's long hair is as black as the night, her eyes are shining with the light of stars, and her body is filled with an indescribable powerful evil spirit, like the cold air under the thousand-year glacier, and like the heat of fire and lava, That was the powerful demonic energy in front of Tamamo.
Her fingers gently slid over the long sword in her hand, and there seemed to be a stream of light flashing on the sword. It was her innate mysterious power, and it was also her pursuit and persistence of being strong. At this moment, she was delivering the final blow to Mu Yu with incomparable determination.
As for Mu Yu, his body was filled with black energy, as if he were a soul swallowed by darkness, or a demon emerging from purgatory. He wore a delicate white mask on his face, which should have been a pure and flawless color, but now it had turned black. That is the dark power deep in his heart, as well as his determination and courage to face challenges.
He clenched the long sword in his hand, and there was also light flashing on the sword blade. It was his innate strength, and it was also his desire and persistence for fighting. The way he looked at Xingmei was as cold and firm as looking at prey.
Then, at this moment, he rushed towards Xingmei. The speed is like lightning and the power is like strong wind. His sword swung out and cut through the dark night sky, colliding with Xingmei's sword with great power.
It was a showdown of strength and a battle of life and death. Their swords collided in mid-air, making a harsh metallic clang. The sound penetrated the dark night sky and echoed in this desolate land, as if it was the sound of judgment of fate.
Finally, at this moment, Muyu's sword cut off Yuuki Xingmei's head. The head flew up, a head filled with fear and unwillingness. The moment Xingmei's body fell, the demonic aura on her body instantly dissipated and turned into a breeze, floating in the darkness.
The air seemed to freeze, time seemed to have stopped, and only the deafening roar echoed on the battlefield.
It was a frightening sound, like thousands of horses galloping, like thunder exploding, making people's hearts palpitate. Every roar is like the world shaking, every shock is like time and space being broken. The people on the battlefield panicked at the sound and fled in all directions, trying to find a safe place.
However, they all know that there is no safe place. Because this sound does not come from an external enemy, but from the enemy they face - the source of destruction. It ravaged the entire battlefield with an unstoppable force, tearing apart this time and space with an irresistible attitude.
At this moment, the last trace of the source of destruction's power left this time and space. It was a heart-stopping tremor, a despairing tremor. It was as if a heavy stone had been lifted from their hearts, and people felt unprecedentedly relaxed and relieved. However, they also know that this world no longer belongs to them.
At the edge of this time and space, the power of the source of destruction has disappeared. However, what it left behind was endless ruins and broken hearts. On this battlefield, people lost their homes, their loved ones, and their future. They can only endure the pain and despair silently, hoping to find a glimmer of hope for survival in this broken world.
All memories about Yuanyuan disappeared like smoke. It was her laughter, her eyes, her former existence, everything disappeared. The world seemed to be painted with a new layer of white paper, and Yuanyuan, the once vibrant girl, was completely erased from people's memories.
At the same time, a tall figure collapsed. She is Izanami, the once-prominent shadow goddess. Her body fell out of a poignant arc in the darkness, like a withering lily. The magnificence and fragility of her life were vividly displayed at this moment.
People gathered around, their eyes full of surprise and confusion. They saw Izanami fall and the deep wound on her chest, which was so obvious and eye-catching. They naturally turned their attention to Mu Yu, the man who had always been opposed to Izanami. In his hand he held the sword that had penetrated Izanami, and the tip of the sword was still dripping with blood.
Mu Yu's eyes were deep and complicated. He watched Izanami fall and the wound on her chest without much emotion in his heart. He knows that all this is his responsibility. He killed her, this once powerful goddess. His sword, her blood, everything seemed destined.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with doubts and panic. They looked at Mu Yu, the sword in his hand, and Izanami's body. They couldn't understand how all this happened. They remembered that Izanami was still confronting Muyu just now, but now she had fallen and was thought to have been killed by Muyu.
This is their memory, their perception, their reality. But this is also Mu Yu's memory, his cognition, and his reality. He knew what he had done and he knew he had to take responsibility. He looked at Izanami's body, filled with deep sorrow and helplessness.
In this chaotic moment, Yuanyuan's memory was completely erased. The death of Izanami made everyone think that she was killed by Muyu. This realization filled everyone's hearts with doubts and panic, and also filled Mu Yu's heart with sorrow and helplessness. All of this is intertwined in the darkness, forming an inextricable knot.
