He staggered to his place, a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth. Then, with a long roar in his back to the sky, he used the last of his strength to throw the remnants of his strength into the sky.

Over there, it's the hiding place of Yuki Annami. She once thought that as long as she faked her death, she could deceive Mu Yu and escape her ruthless pursuit. However, she was wrong. Mu Yu's perception surpasses ordinary people, and Xingmei's fake death has nothing to hide in front of her.

At this moment, Mu Yu was also seriously injured, her body trembled in the breeze, and every breath was filled with deep pain. However, she did not give up, she stared into the sky, and the energy in her hands seemed to be alive, churning and jumping.

That's killing intent, that's determination. She began to kill her, and the remnants of her energy rushed into the sky like a meteor, tearing through the clouds and taking her target straight at her. And over there, Yuuki Anmi also felt the threat of this energy, and she could no longer hide it, so she could only face it.

However, Mu Yu's attack did not stop, and she used all her strength to throw more energy into the air. The power was like an angry dragon, roaring and rushing towards Kyomi. Although Xingmei was frightened, she knew that this time, she really couldn't escape.

Yuuki's apricot and clear figure like white jade is in stark contrast to Mu Yu's dark figure. Xingmei's long hair was as black as the night, her eyes shimmered with the light of the stars, and her body was filled with an indescribably powerful demonic aura, as if it was the cold air under the thousand-year-old glacier, and it was like the blazing heat of the fiery lava, which was the powerful demonic aura in front of the jade algae.

Her fingers gently slid over the long sword in her hand, and on the blade of the sword, there seemed to be a flash of light, which was her innate mysterious power, and it was also her pursuit and persistence in power. At this moment, she was sending the final blow to Mu Yu with incomparable determination.

And Mu Yu, his body was filled with black gas, as if he was a soul swallowed by darkness, and like a demon who came out of purgatory. He wore a delicate white mask on his face, which was supposed to be a pure and immaculate color, but now it had turned black. That was the dark power in his heart, and it was also his determination and courage to face challenges.

He clenched the long sword in his hand, and on the blade of the sword, there was also a flash of light, which was his innate strength, and it was also his desire and persistence to fight. He looked at Xingmei's eyes, as cold and firm as if he were looking at his prey.

Then, at this very moment, he instantly rushed towards Xingmei. The speed is like lightning, and the power is like a wind. His sword swung out, slicing through the dark night sky, colliding with Anmi's sword with great power.

It was a duel of powers, and it was also a contest of life and death. Their swords collided in mid-air, making a piercing sound of metal clashing. The voice pierced through the dark night sky and reverberated across this barren land, as if it were the sound of fate's judgment.

In the end, at this moment, Mu Yu's sword cut off Yuuki Anmei's head. The head flew up, and it was a head full of horror and unwillingness. And the moment Xingmei's body fell, the demonic energy on her body instantly dissipated, turning into a gust of breeze and drifting away in this darkness.

The air seemed to freeze, time seemed to have stopped, and only the deafening roar echoed across the battlefield.

It was a terrifying sound, like a galloping horse, like a thunderbolt, making people's hearts palpitate. Every roar is like the world is shaking, and every shock is like time and space breaking. 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 such thing as a safe place. For the voice does not come from an external enemy, but from the enemy they face, the source of destruction. It ravages the battlefield with an unstoppable force, tearing through the plane in an irresistible stance.

At this moment, the last shred of the power of the Source of Destruction left this plane. It was a heart-pounding tremor, a desperate throbbing. It was as if a heavy stone had been lifted from the heart, and people felt more relaxed and relieved than ever before. However, they also know that the world is no longer theirs.

At the edge of this plane, the power of the Source of Destruction has vanished. However, what it left behind was endless ruins and broken hearts. On this battlefield, people have lost their homes, loved ones, and futures. They can only endure pain and despair in silence, hoping to find a glimmer of hope for survival in this broken world.

All the memories of Yuanyuan dissipated like smoke. It was her laughter, her eyes, her former existence, everything that had become invisible. The world seems to be repainted with a blank sheet of paper, and Yuanyuan, the once energetic girl, has completely erased from people's memories.

At the same time, a tall figure fell with a bang. She is Izanami, the once illustrious goddess of shadows. Her body fell into a poignant arc in the darkness, like a withered lily, and the magnificence and fragility of her life were vividly displayed at this moment.

People gathered, their eyes filled with astonishment and bewilderment. They saw Izanami fall, they saw the deep wound on her chest, and it was so visible, so striking. Naturally, they set their sights on Makiyu, the man who had always been opposed to Izanami. In his hand he held the sword that had pierced Izanami, and blood was still dripping from the tip of the sword.

Mu Yu's eyes were deep and complex. He watched Izanami fall, looked at the wound on her chest, and there wasn't much turmoil in his heart. He knew that it was all his responsibility. He killed her, the goddess who had once been so powerful. His sword, her blood, everything seemed like it was meant to be.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were filled with doubts and horror. They looked at Makiyu, at the sword in his hand, at Izanami's corpse, and they couldn't understand how it all happened. They remembered that Izanami was still confronting Makiyu just now, but now she had fallen and was believed to have been killed by Makiyu.

It's their memory, their cognition, their reality. But this is also Mu Yu's memory, his cognition, and his truth. He knew what he did, and he knew he had to take that responsibility. He looked at Izanami's corpse, and his heart was filled with deep grief and helplessness.

In this chaotic moment, Yuanyuan's memory was completely erased. Izanami's death led everyone to believe that she had been killed by Makiyu. This realization filled everyone's hearts with doubts and horrors, and also filled Mu Yu's heart with grief and helplessness. It all intertwines in the darkness, forming a dead knot that cannot be untied.