"Master... why...?" Mo Qian gasped, his voice barely a whisper.
Yao Huang's expression was cold and unfeeling. "You are weak," he said, his voice filled with disdain. "And I have no use for weakness."
With a brutal twist, Yao Huang ripped Mo Qian's heart from his chest, the dark energy of the God of Darkness surging as he absorbed Mo Qian's essence. Mo Qian's body disintegrated, his power flowing into Yao Huang, amplifying his already formidable strength.
Mo Liang, witnessing the horrifying scene, tried to flee, but Yao Huang was faster. He lunged at Mo Liang, his hand piercing through the Devil God Ancestor's back and emerging from his chest.
"Spare me, my lord!… ARGH!" Mo Liang let out a final, agonized scream before his body disintegrated, his essence absorbed by Yao Huang.