"Hmm!?"
As the hidden controller behind An Tuximo and the Dark Sacred Ancestor Wushi, although Green was not at his peak strength, he possessed the Face of Truth's all-directional perception and insight. At the most critical moments, he could always resolve An Tuximo's crises at the smallest cost, allowing him to gradually achieve greater growth through constant trials.
Throughout this prolonged battle, Green had remained utterly focused and meticulous, actually allowing An Tuximo to go without expending a single Omnipotent Soul during this time.
It had to be said, it was practically a miracle.
But now, beneath the Three-Colored Light Eyes of Green's Face of Truth, the Dark Sacred Ancestor Wushi—who had long been unable to inflict injury upon An Tuximo—finally began displaying unprecedented abilities born from the mysterious power of the Source of Darkness.
A black thread!
Green could not explain the truth-essence attributes of this thread. He had never even encountered such a completely new and unknown ability.
To Green, the thread seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Yet after it emerged, the properties of the grid-like primordial rune structure composing An Tuximo underwent an enormous change. It was no longer arranged in layers from within outward, but had become some sort of woven structure?
It felt as though the Dark Sacred Ancestor Wushi was viewing the Endless World from an angle Green had never noticed before!
"Not good!"
Green abruptly realized something, and his expression changed. He could no longer remain as composed as before.
Crackle! Crackle!
Green vanished in a flash of lightning, and in the next instant, elemental-teleported to An Tuximo's side. Yet he was still a step too late.
The incomparably terrifying Source of Darkness True Body, manifested from will, was grinning savagely. As though tearing apart the tied cord of a