The global livestream chat went completely wild.
"Holy shit!!! One shot!!! Just one!!!"
"The Spirit Bomb blasted straight through Doomsday!! All its bone armor shattered! Even its regeneration seems to have stopped working!!"
"Golden Armor God of War!! The GOAT!!!"
"Wait, he hasn't stopped! He's still moving!"
Yongye landed less than ten meters in front of Doomsday. His Golden Cloth gleamed softly in the afternoon sunlight, the sun patterns on its pauldrons still as crisp as ever.
He looked down at the dying, dark green giant, the faintest smile curling his lips.
Then he raised his right hand, spread his fingers, and made a grasping motion toward Doomsday.
A square Alternate-Dimension Portal opened silently beneath Doomsday. Golden patterns of light surged for an instant, swallowing its enormous body whole.
The portal closed.
Doomsday vanished completely from the ruins of Fusang, leaving only a patch of compacted, scorched earth and a few lingering wisps of dark green energy.
The global livestream chat exploded again.
"Holy shit! Where's Doomsday? Did the Golden Armor God of War take it away?"
"Spatial powers! He put Doomsday into some kind of space!"
"That's it? The Golden Armor God of War dealt with that rampaging Doomsday in three minutes?"
"What did I tell you? Five minutes for Susanoo-no-Mikoto, three minutes for Doomsday. Mathematical logic, absolutely flawless!"
"That's the Golden Armor God of War for you!!!"
But Yongye hadn't actually finished.
His consciousness sank into system space.
Within that dark gold space compressed into the void, the Myriad Dao Furnace rotated slowly. Countless fine, dark gold lines interwove to form its body, each resembling a law compressed to its absolute limit.
Its opening faced upward, and murky gray flames churned inside, like a last primordial ember left burning from the dawn of creation.
Doomsday's enormous dark green