The God of War relied on his formidable battle instincts, using his massive axe to protect his vital points.
But his dark-red battle armor was also covered in cracks.
"Damn it, this is not power a mortal could possibly possess."
The God of War roared amid the storm.
He wanted to break out of the storm, but the tribulation lightning everywhere carried effects that forcibly shattered defenses and exerted mental pressure. Every strike caused his divine power to stall.
He could only watch helplessly as his divine power was continuously depleted.
Just then.
Yu Xiaoheng's figure passed through the layers of storm and appeared eerily before the God of War.
At some point, a massive sword formed from purple-gold Heaven's Wrath Fire had condensed in his hand.
Purple Flame that would never be extinguished coiled around the greatsword.
It was the power of Heaven's Wrath, enough to burn and destroy everything.
"Can gods die too?"
Yu Xiaoheng looked at the God of War, his tone calm.
Then.
The purple-gold greatsword in his hand became a brilliant arc of light and swept across the God of War's neck.
The moment his neck was cut, the God of War's towering body began to burn.
It was purple-gold Heaven's Wrath Fire.
The Purple Flame spread from his wound and engulfed his entire body.
"No!"
The God of War let out a pained howl.
He tried to use the divine power within him to suppress the Purple Flame.
But to his horror, he discovered that the moment his divine power touched the Purple Flame, it was burned into nothingness.
It was not just his divine power.
His laws, his divine soul, everything he possessed rapidly turned into nothingness beneath the burning Purple Flame.
In just a few seconds.
The God of War's avatar, a