Wang Ming's cultivation base fluctuated wildly at the moment, jumping up and down like a roller coaster with extremely intense volatility.
At first glance, he was still an ordinary mortal, but a dozen minutes later, he was a Grand Luo Golden Immortal once again.
In another blink of an eye, he immediately turned back into a mortal.
This scene made all the ancient gods look at each other in dismay, not understanding what was happening. However, when they saw the world origin of the Azure World gradually beginning to wane, bitter smiles involuntarily appeared on their faces.
The World Teleportation array they had jointly activated could not be stopped once initiated, and the cost of launching this grand teleportation array was extremely high.
At this point, the ancient gods serving as the anchors of the formation were destined to perish once more.
If they had initiated the formation a little later, they might not have been without a chance of victory.
The Supreme God-Emperor kept bestowing new titles upon Dao Lords, but the birth of every Dao Lord consumed the origin of the Azure World.
Now, Wang Ming's crazy consumption of the Cang Qing World's origin fundamentally cut off the birth of any new Dao Lords.
Watching the very tier of the Azure World drop, the Supreme God-Emperor twitched his eyelids, his heart filled with burning anger. Does this guy belong to the Pixiu? Swallowing so much world origin, isn't he afraid of bursting to death?
The Supreme God-Emperor was an existence who had transcended long ago. His Great Dao did not reside in the Azure World, so whether the world perished or not had no real impact on him. It was just that seeing the decline of the Azure World still made his heart ache.
The Azure World was