บท 1902: Die, Ghost Emperor!

Yali smiled coolly. Her gaze was filled with mockery as she looked at the Ghost Emperor. "I said that I would have revenge for Brother Ming today. Die, Ghost Emperor!" 

The incandescent white flames rose once again, but they appeared to have weakened. Nevertheless, the Ghost Emperor had also been severely weakened after the previous two rounds!

The people were watching the battle in amazement. The Ghost Emperor's body was bathed in the white fire, and a terrifying scream echoed across the battlefield. 

If the Holy Spirit Douluo's act of burning herself was not enough to kill the quasigod, how about three Holy Spirit Douluos? Even if the Ghost Emperor was the superior fighter, there was nowhere for him to dodge within the narrow space. He was utterly incapable of evading three quasigods burning their lives alongside the incredible holy cleansing power. At last, he crumbled completely.