Ao Yue was struck by the sudden eruption of the Creator God's powerful evil force, and his body flew backward like a kite with its string cut. He crashed heavily into the already shattered temple wall. Blood sprayed from his mouth, and the Ancestral Dragon Halberd fell from his hand beside him. He looked extremely weak.
The Creator God let out a sinister laugh and slowly approached Ao Yue. "You thought you could stop me? How foolish. Now, pay the price for your recklessness." As he spoke, he raised the Holy Sword, which radiated a dark aura, preparing to deliver Ao Yue a fatal blow.
At that critical moment, a black shadow shot over like lightning. Xuan Mo had arrived. His eyes were filled with fury, and he shouted, "Don't hurt my brother!" A sharp blade radiating Chaos light appeared in his hand, and he swung it toward the Creator God, sending out a powerful wave of attack.
Sensing the threat behind him, the Creator God had no choice but to abandon his attack on Ao Yue and turn to face Xuan Mo. He used the Holy Sword to block Xuan Mo's attack, but the tremendous impact still forced him back several steps.
"Another fool who doesn't know his own limits," the Creator God roared.
Xuan Mo ignored his provocation and quickly came to Ao Yue's side to examine his injuries. "Brother, how are you?"
Ao Yue weakly shook his head. "I'm fine. The Creator God has already fallen into demonic corruption. Be careful."
Xuan Mo rose and fixed a cold stare on the Creator God. "You fallen deity. For the sake of your ambition, you actually merged with the Dark Power. Today, I will completely destroy you."
The Creator God sneered. "You think you can? You will all become