Truly, the Strongest.
The only people left in Yang Wei's path were Noble Ghosthorn and Emperor Heavenmind.
"Huh?"
Yang Wei quickly noticed that the emperor wasn't around. It didn't take much for him to figure out where Heavenmind exactly was.
The mage tried to move, but Ghosthorn dashed forward and grabbed his arm.
"You're not going anywhere!" Ghosthorn's eyes were filled with rage.
But Yang Wei didn't really care.
"Get out of my way..."
He put his hand on Ghosthorn's chest and, with a powerful burst of 『Golden Magic』, completely disintegrated him, erasing both his body and soul.
After that, Yang Wei didn't waste a second.
The way he moved showed he was completely focused. At that moment, he was like a celestial sword in the middle of a stream──any stream that came toward him was split in half by his intense focus.