The sight of "Xu" dying so horribly still haunted everyone's minds. Clearly, the trapped "Ji" was about to suffer the same fate.
Fuxi's original self, Nuwa's original self, and "Ze" immediately grew anxious.
"Destroy that pillar of light!"
"Easier said than done..."
"It probably won't last ten breaths..."
Though they knew the pillar of light was almost impossible to destroy, the three struck in perfect unison, trying to shatter the pillar imprisoning "Ji."
As the pressure inside the pillar surged, the hard shell covering "Ji" cracked with a series of sharp snaps. Countless fissures crawled over its entire body like tiny worms.
"Ji" also knew how powerful this pillar was. Trapped inside, it could only try to save itself.
"Hum!"
Green light spilled from the cracks in its shell.
Sensing the rich aura of life within the pillar, Tongtian Jiaozhu wore an expression of utter contempt.
Though "Ji" was an ancient god who controlled life truth, it was far too naive to think it could resist by desperately repairing its body with the power of truth.
"A futile struggle..."
The moment Tongtian Jiaozhu finished speaking, the crushing force within the pillar doubled.
"Crack, crack, crack..."
The shell covering "Ji" shattered completely. Under the pressure, the tissues beneath it spilled green blood everywhere, and its enormous, fragile compound eyes burst under the omnipresent pressure.
Yet the power of truth surrounding "Ji" was not attempting to repair its flesh. It was reshaping its body.
Once its protective shell had been crushed, repairing it was no longer worthwhile. Such a shell was simply unsuited to this high-pressure environment.
The power of truth grew a layer of fine, dense tissue over the flesh beneath the shell. This tissue was flat, as though composed of countless sheets of paper.
Those were merely the changes visible