After squirming in Kong Mingan's arms for quite a while, the Ice Empress ultimately didn't actually bite him. In the end, she merely crossed her arms over her chest, turned her head to the side, and replied through gritted teeth to what Kong Mingan had just said, "If you have the guts, then come at me. I'd like to see who can't take it first!"
"Why do I feel like that's exactly your goal?"
Kong Mingan couldn't help but complain inwardly, though he didn't continue speaking. The Ice Empress was just like this; her mouth was tougher than anyone's, but once she was bullied severely, she would whine and cry, then beg for mercy in a soft, intermittent voice, looking more pitiful than anyone. Sometimes, he even suspected whether this little scorpion was truly a tsundere, or if she had experienced some strange Awakening of attributes...
Seeing that he didn't retort to choke her, the Ice Empress couldn't help but huff lightly, her chin raised slightly in the posture of a victor.
She squirmed in Kong Mingan's arms, preparing to change into a more comfortable and imposing position. However, just as she moved, her peripheral vision crossed over Kong Mingan's shoulder, and she finally noticed something. The Ice Empress's gaze instantly locked onto the figure on the distant sofa who was watching them with a cold posture and indifferent eyes. The smugness on the Ice Empress's face vanished instantly, her brows knitted tightly, and unmasked vigilance appeared in her eyes. She turned her head back, changed her arms to wrap around Kong Mingan's neck, brought her little face close to him until their noses were almost touching, and asked in a questioning tone, enunciating every word: "Why is she here?"
Her breath brushed against Kong Mingan's cheek, making him feel a bit cool... Hmm, and also a bit sour?
Kong Mingan sighed inwardly; sure enough, what was meant to come would always come.
Without much panic, Kong Mingan asked back in a calm tone: "What do you think?"
The Ice Empress's brows furrowed even tighter. She buried her face into the crook of Kong Mingan's neck and, using the method the Snow Empress had taught her, gently sniffed through the mark left behind by the Snow Empress. Immediately, her body stiffened. She jerked her head up, her golden eyes staring fixedly at Kong Mingan, "You and her?!"
Kong Mingan nodded frankly, not denying it.
The Ice Empress couldn't help but grit her teeth, her gaze becoming dangerous. Her entire body even uncontrollably emitted wisps of chill. But after only a brief pause, she immediately turned her head again and glared fiercely at Gu Yue on the sofa, Battle Intent rising in her golden eyes, as if ready to pounce and fight at any moment.
Meanwhile, Gu Yue also slightly furrowed her brows. There was no expression on her cold, stunningly beautiful face, but her eyes met the Ice Empress's gaze directly, likewise without the slightest retreat.
Their gazes collided in mid-air, and at this, Kong Mingan couldn't help but sigh. Why did he suddenly feel so mentally exhausted?
Not long after, the pure white space of the "Spirit Realm" rippled slightly, and Di Tian, clad in black robes with a heavy Aura, stepped out.
Having spent some time, he had finally captured the Death Monarch alive and was currently preparing to bring him back to the "Spirit Realm" according to the mission instructions.
However, just as Di Tian had walked a few steps and clearly saw the scene ahead, his footsteps couldn't help but falter slightly. He saw that the area with the manifested comfortable sofa had a somewhat strange atmosphere.
The Ice Empress sat on the far left of the sofa, arms crossed, her small face tense, her golden eyes glancing sideways. Kong Mingan was in the center, his expression calm and unruffled, his attention focused on the screen in his hand, seemingly handling affairs. Meanwhile, Gu Yue sat upright on the far right, her posture cold, gazing indifferently straight ahead, making no movements.
There was no physical contact between the three, and they were even separated by some distance; however, Di Tian could still faintly sense a posture of confrontation.
Di Tian: "ββββ"
He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years; what kind of situation had he not seen?
But this situation, he truly had not seen.
Di Tian very wisely did not continue walking forward, but instead landed his gaze on Kong Mingan in the middle, carrying a bit of inquiry. Kong Mingan sensed Di Tian's gaze, lifted his eyes, and broke this eerie silence: "Done?"
Di Tian nodded, stepped forward, and waved his hand. A figure restrained by layers of confinement was dragged out.
It was precisely the Death Monarch, who had been beaten until only one breath remained.
"Hard work." Kong Mingan nodded slightly. Di Tian acknowledged, then bowed slightly, and immediately took his leave. Intuition told him that this place was not suitable for a long stay; it was better to run away early.
The next moment, Di Tian's figure disappeared within the "Spirit Realm," leaving cleanly and decisively.
Kong Mingan didn't pay it any mind, his attention focused on the Death Monarch before him. At this moment, the Death Monarch had long since lost the majesty and Aura he had when he first ascended to the God Realm, leaving only a weak-to-the-extreme Soul fluctuation to prove he was still alive. If it were any other creature, an ordinary Third-Class God, having been beaten like that by Di Tian, would probably have already had their Soul and body destroyed, but relying on his status as a half Plane Master, the Death Monarch still stubbornly survived.
Without any words, Kong Mingan calmly raised his hand. Silver radiance condensed at his fingertips, transforming into several translucent threads thinner than hair, which silently pierced into the Death Monarch's broken body.
Dismemberment, or rather, refined harvesting, began.
Energy, Soul fragments, the Bloodline power remaining in the flesh and blood, memories, mental force, as well as the most core imprint of the half Plane Master authority that was closely connected to the Demon Plane...
It was like performing a precise surgical operation. Under the guidance of the threads at Kong Mingan's fingertips, everything of the Death Monarch was finely stripped, classified, and encapsulated.
His movements were unhurried, without the slightest hesitation, and extremely skillful. In a trance, the Death Monarch's shattered consciousness woke up slightly on the eve of his imminent demise. He paused slightly, his consciousness fluctuating, seemingly attempting to ask something. However, regarding this, Kong Mingan couldn't be bothered to pay attention. It was nothing more than insipid questions like, who are you, why did you launch a war against the Demon Plane, and the like; he couldn't be bothered to answer.
Slightly raising his hand, the Death Monarch's mental force was stripped away, and his last trace of consciousness naturally dissipated. The Death Monarch completely perished.
A moment later, the operation ended. The broken body on the ground completely disappeared, transforming into several light orbs and crystals of different colors and properties floating around Kong Mingan.
Among them, a portion of the black light orb containing pure death power was casually sent by him into a passage leading to the Undead Sub-Plane. After all, it was death power, and he figured it might have some value to Elder Yi.
Subsequently, the massive amount of memories accumulated during the Death Monarch's long life were thrown directly into the "Spiritual Pivot" by him, letting the Spiritual Pivot analyze and supplement the database; it might be very useful when developing the Demon Plane later. As for the remaining other things, such as the highly condensed Demon Monarch essence blood, bone fragments, Soul residue, and the like, they were also classified, encapsulated, and preserved, each having subsequent research or utilization value.
After these trivial matters were handled, Kong Mingan's gaze finally fell upon the light orb floating in his palm, inside which countless fine dark red threads flowed. This was precisely the authority imprint of the "Plane Master" of the Demon Plane, stripped from the Death Monarch's body. Of course, this was only half of it.
(End of Chapter)
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