At that mont, Xu Yi had completely lost the upper hand, but he suddenly sighed in relief.
Tender shoots erupted from his heart.
These shoots grew rapidly, turning into lush vegetation in the blink of an eye, with multicolored flowers blossoming among them, resembling a vibrant, spring garden.
"I've finally succeeded!" Xu Yi felt a constant flow of energy from his heart.
After gaining control of the World Tree, he imdiately devoured it, but the integration took ti, and only now could he utilize the World Tree's power.
The World Tree is the embodint of the Life Law, and under the continuous effect of vital energy, Xu Yi's injuries rapidly healed.
At that mont, Xu Yi heard whispers near his ear, not from the seductive voices of the Primordial Gate, but rather prayers.
"Don't die!" "Defeat the Ancient God!" "The last hope..." These whispers ca from the humans watching the battle.
They were keenly aware that in this epochal war, they were like ants, but they refused to sit idly by.
So, they thought of the "Curse" power.
Normally, only exorcists could use Curses, but now they were using a special kind, the Crimson Curse.
The Crimson Curse was not limited to a specific group and had a stronger effect, but it had a downside: it consud the life spans of the pray-ers.
A pale red mist lingered around Xu Yi's body, not dissipating for a long ti, and a tsunami-like force filled him as he slowly clenched his fist, getting used to the sensation of myriad strengths flowing into one.
Like reborn, Xu Yi let out a deep roar and charged toward the Ancient God, reigniting the relentless battle.
The scale of the battle escalated again, affecting even Noah's Ark in the outskirts, as the massive ship bobbed wildly in the furious tsunami, at any mont liable to capsize.
Tens of thousands of kiloters of the sea were cleared, turning this area into a forbidden zone, with the seawater at the edges hanging in mid-air, as if there were an invisible barrier, all caused rely by the aftershocks of the battle.
The clouds in the sky had disappeared, scattered forcibly by the two monsters, leaving cracks everywhere in space; this realm was shattered over and over, and the splashing energy currents were like colorful clouds.
A giant shadow of the Ancient Clock enveloped the Ancient God, but in the next second, the shadow of the clock cracked, thousands of dragon-head tendrils wildly lashing, and the shadow of the clock looked ready to shatter.
Of course, Xu Yi wouldn't miss this opportunity to trap the Ancient God; the Cyclops's left head emitted a brilliant glow, like a golden sun rising.
When the light converged to its peak, the golden "Sword of Truth" shot out, instantly piercing the Ancient God's body.
In this epochal battle, Xu Yi had the upper hand for the first ti.
He controlled the "Sword of Truth" making an abrupt turn, aiming for the very center of the Ancient God's chest where a dark hole resided.
He continuously tried to attack it during the battle, but the Ancient God had been ticulously guarded, and now the opportunity had arrived.
But in that instant, Xu Yi shuddered violently, feeling a chill run down his spine.
He suddenly realized sothing—if he knew that the hole in the chest was a weak point, how could the Ancient God have possibly left it undefended?
Purple beads gathered in the hole in the chest, increasing in number, and the terrifying chill began to spread, and unexpectedly, it started snowing heavily in the sky.
The fluttering snowflakes were black, freezing everything they touched, including light itself, causing Xu Yi's "Sword of Truth" to dissolve in the heavy snow.
When the Purple Water Beads gathered to a certain extent, the liquid surged out.
It appeared sparse at the Ancient God's chest, but in the instant it gushed out, it transford into a mighty flowing river.
Wherever the river flowed, heaven and earth were frozen, and ice walls thousands of ters high kept pushing forward, like an ever-growing glacial nation.
Xu Yi was frozen in place, unable to move. Ice had yet to reach him, but his body was already coated in a thick layer of frost.
This was not ordinary frost; the space around him, even his soul, was frozen.
Such extensive freezing made evasion futile, and Xu Yi did not intend to dodge. He lifted his head, staring directly at the Ancient God.
The Ancient God wasn't the only one with a trump card; he had also kept one in reserve.
Suddenly, a lightning bolt pierced through the ice layer, flying towards Xu Yi, which was the long-hidden Ultimate Weapon. Xu Yi had intended to use it to ambush the Ancient God, but had never found the opportunity.
Unable to move, Xu Yi was impaled directly in the chest by the Ultimate Weapon; as lightning coursed through him, the Sin Punishnt Divine Power began to revert to "Vines," which wrapped around Xu Yi's entire body, sparkling with a tallic glow like dieval armor.
The armor transford from the Ultimate Weapon withstood the icy assault, and Xu Yi regained mobility.
He swung his fist vigorously, each punch accompanied by lightning, chiseling through layers of ice. He charged through the icy kingdom, overcoming nurous obstacles, and finally arrived in front of the Ancient God.
The Ancient God had just used his "Ultimate Move" and was in a weakened state, clearly unable to resist the close-range Xu Yi.
This was the most exhilarating mont for Xu Yi in the battle.
He began to rcilessly beat the Ancient God, tearing off the dragon-head tendrils behind the Ancient God, powerfully hamring at the Ancient God's chest, causing cracks all over it.
The weak spot was particularly targeted, enduring round after round of ferocious attacks, eventually bleeding thick blood.
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