Ethereal power was like silk and mist, descending from the ancient grand formation.
As soon as this vast and strange formation appeared, both the Primes and the Virtual Venerables felt that the power in their bodies had weakened to a certain extent.
Even Jian Wushuang felt that the divine power in his body was being suppressed by an unknown force.
Void Energy spread out, and a vast array appeared above the Empty God's head. Countless chains emerged from his body, carrying a destructive aura as they scattered in all directions.
The Patriarch of the Tyrant Tribe, White Ape, felt a sense of imminent danger. He instinctively pushed the Tyrant a few hundred meters away.
The ancestral chains easily pierced through White Ape's abdomen. Even his Divine Spirit was about to be destroyed.
"Patriarch!" The Tyrant wanted to rush over but was stopped by White Ape. "Brat, don't come over!"
Blood oozed out of White Ape's mouth and his body quickly turned into dust. He looked at the Tyrant with eyes full of reluctance. "Live well. When you win, bring me back!"
With that, White Ape charged into the army of Virtual Beings at the last moment of his life.
Boom!
The magnificent explosion tore a crack in the army, and several Virtual Venerable Ones with six marks perished together if they were not careful.
Qi Ting attacked and covered the sky with the power of Yang. He barely managed to repel the chains that filled the sky.
Jian Wushuang's face was as calm as still water. He did not care if the Virtual God had any changes. He directly condensed an invisible sword and slashed it toward him.
Vast sword intent rose and sword light covered the Virtual God like a heavenly river.
A sinister laugh resounded. Then, two huge palms separated the sword river. At the same time, a huge head of the Ancestral Demon God bit down on Jian Wushuang.
He could not dodge in time and was swallowed by the Ancestral Demon God.
As far as the eye could see, the endless black fog was like a chain that trapped his entire body in his abdomen. This Ancestor Devil God Form had its own rules that were eating away at Jian Wushuang's divine power at an extremely fast speed.
The Ancestral Demon God closed its mouth in satisfaction and lay on the Virtual God's back.
Sensing the weakening struggle within the Ancestral Form, the Void God finally relaxed. He looked into the distance, where Qi Ting was already rushing over with the power of Yang.
Faux Gods did not dare to be careless as they both had ancestral auras.
"Spit out Palace Master Wushuang!" Qi Ting's face was livid, "Otherwise, don't blame me for killing you on the spot!"
As if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, the Void God sneered, "I don't understand. You've already reached the Ancestor level. Why do you still care about a mere Half Ancestor?"
A glint flashed through Qi Ting's eyes, but he didn't say anything else. He waved his arm, and a Qilin Treasure Image roared and attacked the Void God.
Seeing this, the Ancestral Demon God behind him waved its two giant arms and smashed towards the Qilin.
Immediately, a huge tremor shook the battlefield. The light waves produced by the collision of void energy and divine power illuminated even the darkness.
The Void God and Qilin Ting both took a step back. Before the Qilin Treasure Form dissipated, it tore off half of the Ancestor Form of the Demon God's arm.
"Release Palace Master Wushuang. Otherwise, it won't be your Ancestral Form's arm that's broken next time," Qi Ting said in a low voice.
The Void God did not speak. Just as he was about to attack again, the Ancestral Demon God behind him suddenly trembled.
In the next moment, an unbridled river of sword burst out of its body and blew up the Ancestral Demon God's head.
At the same time, a figure surrounded by floating divine patterns appeared with a sword in hand.
The Tai Luo Divine Sword pointed diagonally at the ground. Jian Wushuang looked at the Void God proudly, then raised the Tai Luo Divine Sword and slashed down heavily.
This sword was powerful enough to split the sky!
The Ancestral Demon God's Ancestral Form collapsed immediately, and the Void God raised his hand to resist.
Seeing that Jian Wushuang was unharmed, Qi Ting was overjoyed. He manipulated his power of Yang to attack the Void God.
With this attack, even the void was destroyed. It was like a black hole that could devour everything, absorbing all the divine power and void power in the universe.
All the Supremes and Void Masters who were fighting looked at this scene in shock.
When the light dissipated, the Void God, whose left arm was destroyed and his chest was torn open, slowly took a step forward in the collapsed void.
The supreme void energy dissipated and could not even continue to repair his broken body.
Jian Wushuang floated down with his sword. He looked at the Void God with a complicated gaze.
If the Void God had killed him in the previous battle of catastrophe, he and the Old Sovereign would have had no hope of surviving.
However, in the end, he had released them from the hands of the Devourer Emperor for some reason.
No one spoke first. Even though half of his body was broken, the Void God still stood upright. The majestic aura in his eyes did not change.
"I just want to ask you one thing. We're sworn enemies. Why did you let us go back then?" Jian Wushuang did not take the next step. Instead, he questioned the Void God in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"There's no why. I'm the one who caused this. My biggest mistake was to underestimate your growth." The Void God looked at Jian Wushuang and said word by word, "Your terrifying growth has far exceeded my expectations."
Jian Wushuang did not speak. He already understood why the Void God had let him go back then. However, everything had already happened. No one could change it.
An invisible sword with crimson golden divine patterns appeared in his hand. Jian Wushuang said, "You should know what's going to happen next. I won't let you go."
The Void God's calm face curled up the corners of his lips. "My life is not that easy to take. Come at me."
Jian Wushuang was also unusually calm. If he were to stretch his neck and wait to be killed, he would not be the Void God.
He turned his body into sword intent. The Boundless Sword Dao rainbow swept toward the Void God like a great river.
"No!"
The Devourer Emperor, who was being held back by the Old Sovereign, shouted anxiously. He wanted to help Jian Wushuang, but he could not free himself. He could only watch as Jian Wushuang's sword pierced toward the Void God like it was unstoppable.
Pfft!
The sound of metal piercing flesh resounded. The unparalleled Sword Dao river poured into the Void God's chest, destroying his Ancestral Root.
The Void God did not dodge. He stood where he was and allowed Jian Wushuang's sword to stab him.
Jian Wushuang was shocked. If the Void God resisted with all his might, the best outcome would be the Void God dying and Jian Wushuang being severely injured.
However, the Void God did not resist. Instead, after Jian Wushuang's sword pierced his body, he reached out his hand to grab the sword and pushed it forward.
The monstrous Void Power collapsed. The Void God's Great Dao was collapsing irreversibly.
Supreme Fate began to overflow from his body, returning to the Void Universe through the Heavenly Moat crack.
All the Void Venerables who were fighting desperately felt that the Void God was about to die. They all looked at the Void God in despair.
"Jian Wushuang, I destroyed the providence of the Progenitor Realm to ask you for a favor."
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