The Rule Soul Avatar felt his life slipping away.
The Shura was different from the god's soul. He had a physical body and was extremely powerful, so the Rule Soul Avatar could not use the Oath Rule to restrain him.
Bang!
The Rule Soul Avatar was blown away by the Shura Force.
If he hadn't used all of his rule force to resist the attack, he would have been smashed to pieces.
"Be my slave. I will forgive you."
The Shura took this as an opportunity to get such a powerful man to fall under his power.
"Never!"
The Rule Soul Avatar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His aura grew colder.
"Then die!"
The Shura would not let the Rule Soul Avatar go that quickly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several streams of Shura Force attacked the Rule Soul Avatar.
The Rule Soul Avatar had no way to escape. He murmured to himself and the black pagoda beside him shot out a myriad of iron chains again.
The chains wrapped around the Rule Soul Avatar. The Shura Force rushed over and broke most of the chains, but the Rule Soul Avatar wasn't killed.
The Rule Soul Avatar took his chance to divide himself into three and quickly entered three of the black pagodas.
"Argh!" The Shura's anger burst out. He directed his attacks towards the black pagodas.
On the other side, Yahya was still trying to figure out the truth. He felt an excruciating pain in his head and his whole body shook.
"You don't have to think about it anymore. Even if the Shura I brought is the one who killed you, it's still impossible for you to kill him right now. You can't change the result of your fate."
Darren's words made Yahya raise his head.
Yahya smiled bitterly. "You are right. I can't kill the Shura. Everything is destined."
"What about us? Do we really have to be rivals?" asked Darren.
"I don't think so." Yahya shook his head. "It's my pleasure that you can inherit my Emperor Character. There's no need for us to fight anymore."
"But if we don't fight to the death, the test won't end. Only one of us can survive," said Darren.
"That's true." Yahya looked despondent.
"Darren, I know my existence is not real, but before I die, I have a request."
"What is it?" Darren was confused.
"Go ahead," Darren answered.
"I have been alone for most of my life. I hope that when you and Hailey take my Emperor Characters, you can consider me as your master, so that I may have successors," said Yahya.
Darren felt odd hearing this. The man standing in front of him was even younger than he was, and it felt strange giving him the title of master.
He wondered about it further and he thought about how the real Yahya was a holy emperor who had three Conflicting Cultivation methods. Since he got his Emperor Character, it was only right for him to treat him as his master.
"Okay. I promise you."
"Alright. I can rest easy now." A smile flickered across Yahya's face. Then, three powers of Double Cultivation shot out and pierced his own heart.
Darren's heart skipped a beat when he saw the fallen Yahya.
"Alas." Darren sighed. "Maybe it is for the best that we ended the test this way."
This Yahya wasn't real anyway. Even if he killed Darren, he would also just vanish into thin air. But if Darren survived, Yahya would have a powerful successor.
Darren gave a sigh. It was unfortunate to see Yahya kill himself.
After he died, the gods' souls in his body would no longer exist. The law system of this ancient space would soon collapse.
Darren bowed lightly to Yahya. Then, he flew towards the avatar.
Darren landed on the ground and shouted as loud as he could, "Shura, don't kill my avatar!"
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