"Pfft!"
A dull "pfft" sound echoed, the Little Miss's right arm shook, and with a swing of the Reaper's Scythe, the head of the Purple-Golden Yaksha was severed on the spot.
In the next instant, a faint flash of light shimmered in the void, as the Reaper's Scythe made a cursory slice, slicing through the upward-soaring head with eyes wide in rage, and a purple-gold crystal rolled out from within, casually caught by the Little Miss.
Simultaneously, a streak of purple-golden light burst forth from the headless corpse of the Purple-Golden Yaksha.
The speed was so swift that everyone was caught off guard and unable to stop it. It directly pierced through a small hole in the dome of the grand hall and shot towards the distant mid-air, shrouded in the Wormhole Channel, disappearing within an instant...
"Thud!"
