That gray sword light, after piercing through the divine shield and shattering the demonic sword,
still carried an unstoppable intent of finality as it viciously stabbed toward Blood Prison Divine King's heart.
"No!"
Blood Prison Divine King let out a roar of utter horror.
Pfft!
The gray sword light plunged into his chest without the slightest obstruction.
There was no spray of blood, nor any earth-shaking explosion.
There was only a supreme Chaos Power rampaging wildly through his body.
Eradicating the ominous origin he had finally managed to condense.
"Ah!"
Blood Prison Divine King let out an utterly agonized scream.
His hundred-zhang-tall demonic god body began to turn illusory and dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Streams of gray air escaped from his wound. They were his origin power, being ground away.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Under the impact of this force, his enormous body staggered backward three full steps in succession.
Each step he took made the entire altar shake violently.
When he finally steadied himself, that hundred-zhang-tall demonic body
had shrunk to less than fifty zhang, and the aura around him had weakened by a huge margin.
He lowered his head and looked at the hole through his chest, bright on both sides.
For the first time, horror and disbelief appeared in his scarlet eyes.
"Impossible..."
His voice trembled, filled with endless confusion and fear.
"This is absolutely impossible!"
"Although I am merely a remnant thought of a Divine King, I possess power approaching that of a Divine Lord."
"You—you're merely at the Mid Divine Sect Realm. How could you break my divine ability with a single sword and injure my origin?"
He could neither understand nor accept it.
After all, when he was alive, he had been a Peak Divine King, looking down upon the