After devouring a vast amount of high-energy flesh and blood from the World Lords of Bone Ash City, the Flame-Soul Myriad-Headed Bird erupted with astonishing vitality once more!
Its enormous body stretched over thirty thousand meters, its nine hundred and ninety-nine heads rising and falling as they vied to roar. Beneath that colossal body, Green stood atop the severed blade-arm, which the Flame-Soul Myriad-Headed Bird was incubating with all its strength and which had gradually softened, continuously attempting to extract the Lord's Omnipotent Soul within.
In the past, the reason Green had been able to extract the Lord's Omnipotent Soul from that Four Emperors Slash eyeball in such a short time was that he had been in the eruptive state of the Self-Sealing Art. Added to the relatively small amount of Lord Soul within the eyeball, he had been able to extract it all in a short time.
However, the amount of the Lord's Omnipotent Soul within this severed blade-arm was roughly fifty times greater than that in the eyeball, while the difficulty of extracting it was more than a thousand times higher!
Had it not been for wave after wave of utterly terrifying refugees charging forward one after another, regardless of all else, the Four Emperors Slash Lord would never have chosen to abandon the fight voluntarily. As long as a Lord could still fight, it could reclaim the Lord Soul lost from its severed limb at any time. It was simply impossible for any being to claim an enemy Lord for itself during that brief period when the Lord could still continue fighting.
Nearly a thousand years passed.
"Ah..."
Green could not help letting out an intoxicated moan. The feeling of the Omnipotent Soul merging into his body, of possessing omnipotent energy that could communicate with reality and