Chapitre 1037: 528 White Bird Sacred Fist's Gift (4000)_2

Crack.

Mongki raised his right hand and pinched the Ripple Ring on his middle finger. Purple thunder flowed like little snakes, crackling and sizzling. In the next second, a slight force was applied with his left hand, and the Ripple Ring was removed.

"Dust to dust, earth to earth."

"Let everything of these past decades, come to a thorough end..."

He looked at the ring in his palm, which had accompanied him for over twenty years, a trace of reluctance flashing in his eyes. But in a blink, Mongki threw the Ripple Ring into the distant Undying Flames. With a bang, the ripple power was engulfed by the flames, thunder flickering, before finally silencing. The blue Supreme Ripple Ring turned black, cracks appeared, and it shattered completely.

Elsewhere, within the towering flames, the Golden Red Giant that the Saint Fist Yan Yang had become slowly stood up. He looked up at the sky, towards the ashes fluttering all over the sky like snow. His eyes seemed lost and hollow.