The repulsion was so unique, it seed to carry a sense of rules, that even the Ancient God couldn't overco it, instead, it accelerated the top toward Xu Yi.
The top landed on Xu Yi's chest and in the instant of contact, the instinct to devour surged forth. Xu Yi did not resist, letting his revitalized flesh devour the top.
The closed Soul Gate slowly began to open again, although this ti there seed to be so hesitation. After a mont of trembling, the gate still opened.
A surging power transford into a waterfall and poured into Xu Yi's body. Xu Yi let out a beast-like roar, seeming to have adapted to the ntal Contamination from the previous two gates, he was still able to maintain a trace of clarity.
As Xu Yi adapted to the power, West also t his end. His head was torn off by the Ancient God; yet even so, he still roared his final advice:
"Rember, only the Primordial can kill the Primordial!"
The Ancient God could not tolerate West's noisy interference. With a strong grip, the Ancient God crushed West's head.
This extrely proud man had reached the end of his life, and Xu Yi also thought of sothing—there was no doubt that the three gates were born from the Primordial. Then what about the Ancient God?
Might there be so connection between the two?
Whether it was the silver top refusing to touch the Ancient God, or that the Ancient God hadn't acted against the three gates until now, these points already illustrated many issues.
As West's soul was pulled away, his massive body collapsed, his flesh turning into pus flowing down, and the tal debris that wrapped around him also fell.
Only the World Tree vines that acted as muscles still existed, even still binding the so-called Apocalypse Knights, but in a blink, the vines also began to wither.
All the vines converged on a trunk—that was the World Tree itself, its bark cracked, its leaves withered.
One should know that the World Tree was renowned for its Vitality. Now, even its true form was showing signs of depletion, indicating just how poor the World Tree's state was at the mont.
Behind the Ancient God, the dragon-like tentacles rose, like a dark fan covering the sky. They glared at the World Tree, the slightly open dragon mouths containing violent black flas.
This was clearly a preparation to thoroughly annihilate; although the Ancient God verbally underestimated the World Tree, internally He was very cautious, for the World Tree had caused Him a lot of trouble.
Violent black flas spewed from the dragon mouths, sweeping towards the World Tree, but peculiarly, they dissipated just before they reached it.
A dark figure stood in front of the World Tree, absorbing so much black fla, it was as if he had just drunk a cup of strong tea.
Xu Yi quietly stared at the Ancient God, his flesh cracked all over, and within those cracks, 'black, gold, red' light surged like squirming nests of worms.
The Ancient God could feel the explosive energy contained in those "worms," showing a rich color of caution.
Xu Yi's face was neither sad nor happy, the dense light in his pupils recalling swirling tallic magma; at this mont, he was less a human, more a conglorate of terrifying energy.
Fortunately, the special nature of the soul allowed him to barely control this body.
He reached out to touch the withered vines next to him. A wave of soul energy spread on the vines, making the trembling main trunk of the World Tree suddenly stop, and the vines regained their vitality.
The Ancient God grew even more cautious. He could see that, in just that instant, the other party had already gained control over the World Tree, but He couldn't understand how.
Of course, Xu Yi wouldn't explain to the Ancient God.
As the soul of the World Tree faced near Annihilation, the few Soul Splits he had actually beca the strongest, as in the proverb "in the kingdom of the blind, the one-eyed man is king," enabling him to easily control the World Tree.
Xu Yi opened his mouth, exhaling a trio-colored smoke from deep within his throat.
As soon as the "black, gold, red" smoke appeared, the surrounding space beca extrely unstable, with delicate spatial cracks flickering through.
The tri-colored smoke drifted backward, settling onto Kayako.
The body of Kayako was composed of what was known as an unsolvable curse, but upon encountering the tri-colored smoke, it dissolved as quickly as snow ets fire.
Jason's performance was slightly better than Kayako's. His body violently trembled, emitting billowing blood energy to resist the tri-colored smoke, but he too lasted only seconds before turning into blood water and dispersing.
The once trendously powerful Undying Body was no use at this mont.
Nail Head resisted the longest, but it was only a matter of seconds. His power ca from Leviathan Hell, but since Leviathan who had once been one of the Ancient Gods had also been defeated, how could Nail Head, inheriting his power, prevail?
The Ancient God did not stop it, but rather took pleasure in their demise.
He squeezed out Primordial Blood, initially intended to deal with Xu Yi and West. Unexpectedly, both had broken free, causing the other Apocalypse Knights to fall into a soul prison instead.
The power of Primordial Blood was very special, even for an Ancient God who had to exert considerable effort to dissolve it.
Moreover, He had created the Apocalypse Knights only to aid His escape; once the purpose was achieved, these "tools" could naturally be discarded.
Now, they could also be used to deplete Xu Yi's energy, thus serving a useful purpose.
He could certainly see that the "tri-colored smoke" was power from the origin; each use diminished the origin's power a bit.
For the Ancient God, the three knights were unnecessary tools, but for Xu Yi, they were a "great supplent."
No matter what, the Ancient God could never have guessed that Xu Yi possessed sothing like the Entries Panel.
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