An angry mental fluctuation emanated from the shattered moon.
Yan Bing and the others stared intently at the moon, without the slightest sense of relief.
Even so, the Moon's mental fluctuations persisted; He was still alive.
Fortunately, the moon was seriously injured at the moment and did not retaliate against the demigods present.
Otherwise, after three consecutive side effects, these demigods would have almost completely lost their power, and they would probably not even be able to resist.
The scattered fragments of the moon drew closer little by little, and after two breaths, Lu Ning once again emerged from the river of time.
He immediately saw the moon wriggling, trying to recover its body.
The next moment, Lu Ning put away the bone pocket watch, transformed into a beam of red and white light, and rushed towards the moon.
The demigods are no longer capable of using disposable, god-level dangerous items.
There was no point in Lu Ning using the bone pocket watch again.
After all, once Lu Ning uses the bone pocket watch, he too will be swallowed up by the river of time.
Moreover, when the effect of the bone pocket watch wears off, Lu Ning is still unable to escape from the river of time.
Since that's the case, he can only rely on his own combat strength to fight with all his might.
If the moon were still at its peak, Lu Ning probably wouldn't be able to handle it.
However, the moon now is completely different from its prime, and Lu Ning does not believe there is no hope of winning.
He was incredibly fast; as he flew closer to the moon, he unleashed a series of red and white sword lights.
Chaotic mental fluctuations shot out from the fragments of the moon, attempting to shatter Lu Ning's sword light.
However, the moon today is not the same as it was before.
Although the sword light had dimmed considerably, it still slashed toward the moon at an extremely fast speed.
Each of these sword beams spanned thousands of kilometers.
If you were to strike a normal moon, a single sword strike would be enough to cleave it in two.
However, when facing the evil god, these sword lights only made the wounds on His body more grotesque.
The moon, which had already gathered more than half of itself, was now scattered in all directions again under the violent shock of the force.
The flesh and blood vessels within the fragments were torn apart by the violent and sharp sword light.
A surge of rage mixed with fear emanated from the moon: "No! You damned bastard! We can talk. I won't come near this planet again. Let me go!"
Lu Ning remained expressionless and silent, simply moving closer to the moon while unleashing streaks of sword light.
He held nothing back, unleashing the power of his soul, divine artifacts, the laws of flesh and blood, and immense physical strength...
Lu Ning used all kinds of power, and every strike he made was with his full strength.
Each strike could easily kill a high-level demigod.
A series of red and white sword lights appeared in the dark vacuum and landed on the moon.
The damage on the moon was increasing and worsening; the flesh and blood vessels that were originally connected had been completely severed by the sword light.
Even so, these fragments are still alive and want to come together.
Under the dense barrage of sword light, these fragments became increasingly shattered.
Ultimately, none of the debris in the vacuum exceeded one kilometer in length.
Until this point, the moon's mental fluctuations became extremely weak, almost imperceptible.
Lu Ning was not in good condition at the moment. With his full effort, his mental energy was being consumed at a visible rate.
In addition to the bone pocket watch that had been used three times before, it had also absorbed so much mental pollution.
At this moment, Lu Ning's mental energy was less than one-third of what it used to be.
He took a deep breath and commanded the crimson sword, "Absorb the moon."
The Crimson Sword immediately emitted a joyful and excited voice: "Yes, my great master..."
Lu Ning even heard the sound of the crimson sword swallowing.
Clearly, he was very interested in the moon's flesh and blood.
Inside the moon, there is a large amount of flesh and blood, which is still slowly writhing, showing a strong vitality.
The evil god's vitality is too tenacious; even so, it is still alive.
However, the tentacles formed by the Crimson Sword began to absorb it.
The flesh and blood dried up at an extremely rapid rate.
The moon's flesh and blood were not those of the dead demigods, so Lu Ning naturally wouldn't allow the Crimson Sword to leave even a trace of it.
The fragments and flesh absorbed by the tentacles turned into blood mist and completely dissipated.
As the Crimson Sword absorbed flesh and blood, its crimson light grew increasingly bright and eerie.
Clearly, the Crimson Sword was enhanced once again after absorbing the flesh and blood of the evil god.
Although Lu Ning didn't know if there were higher-level soul artifacts above divine artifacts.
But for Lu Ning, this improvement is certainly a good thing.
Ignoring the satisfied rejection and intoxicated humming of the Crimson Sword echoing in his mind, Lu Ning coldly watched the fragments turn to ashes.
As time passed, Lu Ning was unsure how much time had gone by.
Only when all the fragments of the moon turned to ashes and the moon's spiritual fluctuations completely disappeared did Lu Ning's expression relax slightly.
Yan Bing and the others in the distance also fell silent.
They stared at the moon, now completely reduced to ashes, their eyes filled with disbelief and uncertainty.
"Is this... a success?" Xuanxu's entire body was almost completely turned into mirrors, with only the last half of his face still having normal flesh and blood.
His mental fluctuations were transmitted, and the other demigods also came to their senses.
They were also somewhat incredulous, their eyes filled with bewilderment.
This moon is too powerful. More than a hundred demigods came with it, but now not even a quarter of them have survived.
Now that evil god is dead?
Is he really dead?
Just as everyone was somewhat bewildered yet pleasantly surprised, the vacuum suddenly distorted, and a phantom appeared.
It was a pale eyeball with crisscrossing purplish-black blood vessels.
The pale, illusory eyes stared coldly and mercilessly at Lu Ning.
The phantom did not exhibit any mental fluctuations, but its mere appearance still caused a chill to run down the spines of all the surviving demigods.
Lu Ning met the pale eyes, and the space around the phantom twisted and writhed, as if the phantom wanted to solidify into a real form.
However, after trying for a while, He still failed.
Then, the phantom distorted and vanished, as if it had never existed.
Lu Ning seemed to be deep in thought, wondering what the origin of this illusory figure was.
But those pale eyes looked somewhat similar to the eyes on the moon.
He seemed to be deep in thought. Perhaps the evil god of the moon was created by the evil god in the mist?
Otherwise, even though the misty phantoms are everywhere, no evil god-level misty phantoms have ever materialized.
Why would there be a physical, evil god like the moon outside of Earth?
Since that's the case...
Lu Ning glanced at the sun thoughtfully.
The tentacles on the sun are still wriggling.
Even though Lu Ning killed the moon, the sun remained unchanged.
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