The Xianyun had already merged, and under Xuanming's control, all magical artifacts except Wangshu forcibly severed Mingyue's connection with Wangshu.
"Now, all I need to do is devour you, and the Seven Treasures will be complete. Mingyue, do you regret it?"
Xuanming ascended into the air, appearing before Mingyue with the air of a victor.
He then unleashed a spell, and the six treasures, including Xianyun, surrounded Wangshu, spinning rapidly.
"For this beautiful world, for millions of lives, for those I love and who love me,
I have no regrets, even if my body and soul are annihilated. This is something you will never understand."
Mingyue looked at Xuanming, gritting her teeth as she spoke, her face outwardly calm.
Secretly, she was mobilizing all her spiritual power to resist the forces that bound her.
She wasn't trying to escape. Faced with the immense power of the unified Seven Treasures, she knew escape was impossible.
Mingyue was also hot-tempered. Since escape was not an option, she would sacrifice herself to thwart Xuanming's plan.
As long as she was still the master of Wangshu, she believed that with her cultivation,
she could destroy Wangshu by self-detonating her body and spiritual power, even if it cost her life.
Then, with only six treasures remaining, Xuanming would be powerless and unable to destroy the world.
However, the combined power of the six treasures was too great, binding her tightly. Despite her efforts, she couldn't mobilize any of her spiritual power, and space remained utterly still.
"Still defiant even at death's door. Little sister, farewell.
Do not blame your elder brother for being heartless. Compared to the entire Wu clan, I can only choose the Wu clan."
Xuanming extended his right hand, about to end Mingyue's life, while hypocritically justifying himself.
Just then, Mingyue moved. She spread her arms and grabbed Xuanming's shoulders.
"How did you break free from the confinement? What are you doing?"
This sudden turn of events completely caught Xuanming off guard. He reached out to push Mingyue away.
"What am I doing? I will protect the world with my own body. You, a scourge, should not exist in this world.
Allow me to take you with me, Xuanming brother! Let's go and reunite with our other brothers and sisters!"
Mingyue held Xuanming tightly, gritting her teeth as she spoke, and then her entire body surged with spiritual power.
"No!"
Xuanming cried out in terror. Being of the same Wu clan, he knew what Mingyue intended.
During the ancient battle between the Wu and Demon clans, he had done the same thing, dragging the Demon Emperor Dijun into self-detonation. The situation was identical.
The Wu clan was formed from the vital essence of Great God Pangu. Their bodies were powerful, and consequently, their self-detonation was immensely destructive.
He wasn't afraid of death; he had already died once, so there was nothing to fear.
However, he had spent a hundred thousand years striving to revive the Wu clan, and success was within his grasp.
To fail at the very last moment, he was unwilling.
But whether he wished it or not, Mingyue's resolve was firm, and she showed no hesitation.
She pushed Xuanming into the spinning Seven Treasures, and surging spiritual power erupted from her body.
Then, she detonated herself. With her self-detonation, Fu Guang, Wangshu, and Xianyun exploded with a roar.
The immense power generated by the explosions triggered the detonation of the other four magical artifacts. A mushroom cloud rose above the Gobi Desert, and the entire world trembled.
Mingyue and Xuanming's bodies vanished, not even a speck of dust remained. However, with a flash of light, Xuanming's soul appeared.
The violent explosion had only destroyed his physical body, leaving his divine soul.
His soul was transparent, indicating he had suffered significant damage. In a panic, he tried to escape.
"Still trying to leave? I said I would take you to meet our other brothers and sisters, and I will do it."
At this moment, two more bright lights flew out from the mushroom cloud left by the explosion.
One was Mingyue's divine soul, and the other, small and delicate, was indeed Baobao.
Moonlight shimmered on Mingyue's form, a remnant from when Ji Shiyou had merged Wangshu with the Curved Moon Slash.
Seeing Xuanming trying to escape, the moonlight on her body rose and enveloped the souls of the three of them.
In fact, Mingyue was able to break free from her confinement and self-detonate largely thanks to Baobao.
Baobao had not been completely devoured by Xianyun, unlike Zhao Wumian and the others.
Because during her transformation, she had absorbed too much of Mingyue's blood, the blood of the Wu clan flowed within her.
The powerful divine souls of the Wu clan allowed Baobao to retain her consciousness and hide within Fu Guang.
Just as Mingyue was helpless against the confinement, she suddenly heard Baobao's weak voice in her mind, emanating from the confining forces.
"Sister, I'll help you. My soul is about to dissipate.
Before I die, I will take this hateful fellow with me in a mutual destruction."
Immediately afterward, a crack appeared in the confining forces, allowing her divine sense to connect with Wangshu.
Mingyue understood at once that Baobao's divine soul had not been entirely devoured.
While the fused forces confined Mingyue, Baobao contacted her and controlled Fu Guang, creating a small opening for her.
"Baobao, well done! Sister will accompany you!"
Baobao's appearance reminded Mingyue that Wujin Yunhai had also absorbed her blood during its recognition of her as its master.
Therefore, before Xuanming could kill her, with Baobao's help, Mingyue not only controlled Wangshu but also contacted Wujin Yunhai within Xianyun.
Then, she detonated herself with Baobao, destroying Xuanming's physical body and rendering all Seven Treasures useless.
The divine souls of the Wu clan were indeed powerful. Even so, Xuanming's divine soul was not destroyed.
But Mingyue would not let him go. Reviving the Wu clan had become Xuanming's obsession.
Failing to eradicate the root would leave future trouble. The peace of the world, bought with her life, could not tolerate even the slightest threat.
Mingyue's soul cast a longing gaze towards the south. Ji Shiyou was there.
Her friends and family were also there: Wen Qingtian, Ba Jiu, Jin Xi, Tian Shang, Bu Zhi, Shi Henian, and her father in this world, He Si.
She truly hated to leave this world. She had too many attachments here, too many beautiful memories.
She hadn't even cooked a meal for Ji Shiyou yet, and she still wanted to have a child with him, but there was no opportunity.
To prevent this world from being destroyed, so that those she cared about could live in peace and joy, she had to leave.
Mingyue's eyes held a fierce determination. Even if her divine soul were to perish, she would eliminate Xuanming, this lingering threat.
She could already feel her divine soul beginning to dissipate, and Baobao was like a candle in the wind, unable to hold on much longer.
"Baobao, will you listen to your sister?"
Mingyue looked at the listless Baobao and asked gently.
"Sister, Baobao will go with you and kill this scoundrel."
Baobao's soul body had suffered two wounds and was now as thin as a bubble, about to vanish.
Her voice was barely audible, clearly on the verge of dissipation, yet she still wanted to kill Xuanming.
"Baobao, leave killing him to your sister. Go and reincarnate properly."
Mingyue's divine sense stirred, and the moonlight enveloped Baobao, causing them to vanish from their spot and enter the cycle of reincarnation.
This was all she could do for Baobao. She was enough to deal with Xuanming alone.
Seeing the moonlight disappear, Xuanming quickly tried to escape, but a tremendous force from behind tore his divine soul apart.
"Mingyue."
A mournful roar echoed from afar. It was Ji Shiyou. The earth had just trembled violently, and a massive mushroom cloud had risen into the sky.
His heart ached with pain, knowing Mingyue was in trouble. He instantly teleported over.
However, before he could get close, the power of the soul's self-detonation surged towards him like a tidal wave, making it impossible to approach.