Both sides in the battle suffered repeated injuries, West's body was slashed open, and copious amounts of unidentified organs flowed like a waterfall.
The Ancient God's skin and bones cracked again and again, before the previous wounds could heal, the next wave of attacks arrived. The Ancient God's body was covered in cracks, resembling a glass sculpture about to shatter.
Suddenly, the Ancient God's body plumted, as Sea Serpent-like vines wrapped around the deity's ankles, dragging Him towards the sea.
Amidst the battle, the World Tree's vines were massively severed and fell into the sea. They did not lose vitality but instead lay hidden, waiting for the right mont to burst forth and cause trouble.
In West's eyes, only the color of madness remained, yet his combat instinct beca even sharper. He knew there might be only one chance.
He stretched out his hand, screaming as he tore off the spiral horn on his head, blood gushing out.
West used the white spiral horn as a spear, hurling it with all his might.
Xu Yi was sowhat puzzled, the horn seed unremarkable, neither containing violent energy nor a unique rule aura. Was it really useful against the Ancient God?
The horn struck the Ancient God precisely.
To everyone's surprise, a head that even the Gun of Destiny couldn't penetrate was pierced through by the horn, even completely destroying the Ancient God's entire skull.
The headless Ancient God fell, crashing onto the sea surface, creating a sky-full of waves.
The Ancient God's body, as heavy as it was, did not sink, but instead floated on the sea.
Xu Yi instantly beca alert, his gaze piercing the water to see large swarms of shadows moving below.
Portions of the shadows broke the surface, frantically dancing in the air, revealing tentacles secreting black mucus. The tops of the tentacles suddenly split open, and ferocious dragon heads squeezed out as if born from serpents.
Nurous dragon heads rose from the sea, flying high into the sky, with the Ancient God's body hanging in the air like a puppet on strings.
The Ancient God's limbs hung loosely, as if He were dead.
But in the next second, His limbs started trembling, and dense red pupils grew on them, the rapidly spinning pupils exuding malevolence.
The Ancient God's abdon then split open, transforming into a gaping mouth with sharp, blood-colored teeth interlocked within.
Xu Yi felt as if his blood, even his soul, was frozen, the Divine Body's ability to rapidly recover, now slow as a crawling turtle.
It was unimaginable how powerful the Ancient God was, rely His emanating aura affected Xu Yi, strong as a True God.
The monstrous battle comnced once again.
Dragon head tentacles collided and entwined with World Tree vines.
Dense Gun of Destiny struck the Ancient God's body again, but they couldn't inflict the imagined damage, only leaving fingernail-sized wounds that healed in a blink, the only cost being several dragon head tentacles behind the Ancient God dissipating.
The dragon heads viciously tore at West's flesh like ghouls feasting on a corpse.
The flesh they tore off was not thrown away but rather thrown into the gaping mouth on the Ancient God's chest. The teeth within writhed, greedily chewing the flesh as if savoring a supre delicacy.
West's screams ca in waves, like at on a chopping board, any resistance futile.
As West's flesh was devoured, new dragon head tentacles grew behind the Ancient God, the split mouths swallowing flesh, not just hungering for it.
The Ancient God's limbs suddenly shot out a bewildering red light, sweeping over every inch of West's flesh until all converging in his abdon.
At this mont, the Ancient God could easily snatch off West's head, but He didn't do so.
The twin blades in His hand loosened but didn't fall, they floated behind the Ancient God and began to split, four, eight... until the sky was filled with them.
The Ancient God reached out His sharp-nailed hand, plunged into West's swollen abdon, and fiercely grasped sothing, a thick green object slowly being drawn out.
"That's... the World Tree's soul!"
Xu Yi imdiately realized, because his Soul Split resided within the World Tree.
With West's soul and body, it was impossible to withstand such power.
The Ancient God knew this well; so long as He dealt with the World Tree, there was no need for Him to act, West's soul would annihilate itself.
The World Tree's soul struggled desperately to retract the part that had been pulled out back into the body.
Blood-stained veins on the Ancient God's arms bulged, gripping the World Tree's soul tightly as both sides beca locked in a tug-of-war.
Shadows enveloped from all around, dragon head tentacles bit down on the World Tree's soul, and pulled together, inch by inch the soul was extracted.
The Ancient God's roar was like a decree issued. The black blades suspended behind him fell like a torrential rain, piercing the World Tree's soul one after another, as if inflicting death by a thousand cuts.
The World Tree's soul scread incessantly, like the cry of an infant and the roar of a wild beast.
The World Tree's soul housed his Soul Split, and at this mont, he experienced a "sympathy" with the World Tree, feeling its anger, an unbound fury that seed about to set the world afla.
Erald flas truly arose from the World Tree's soul, the biting dragon heads scorched by the fire, not able to let go before lting away like dripping butter.
The fire surged violently, a violent Firestorm Scroll taking shape, rushing towards the Ancient God.
The self-immolating flas ford from the World Tree's soul were unimaginably powerful, yet the Ancient God did not dodge, instead diving into them, His gaping abdominal mouth biting the World Tree's soul, letting the flas burn.
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