"White Feather of Time? The Lord of Nightmares is really willing to part with it. Isn't he afraid that this Miracle Creation belonging to the Lord of Time will be lost in His hands?" The Ancestral Tree of Life said coldly, a rare baleful aura surging around him.
The Ancestral Tree of Destruction grinned maliciously and replied, "Then let him suffer the consequences of his scheme. So what if Eternal? This time, we'll make him eat his words."
"How's the collection of Primordial Divine Soul going?" The Ancestral Tree of Life came to its senses and looked at the countless Destruction.
"It's all here." The Ancestral Tree of Destruction took out a huge ball of light and handed it over.
After receiving it, the Ancestral Tree of Life examined it for a moment and then put it away.
"I'm leaving now. From here on, act as you see fit and stay in touch."
"Okay, don't worry, big sister."
"By the way, we must reach an agreement with the Void Insect Clan."
"The Zerg and I are now in a bond of shared interests; we rise and fall together. You can rest assured about that."
That's good.
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the Ancestral Tree of Life flashed by with a streak of emerald light and disappeared.
The Flame Frost Continent.
Source Fire Palace, Lancelot sat on his throne, his Endless Divine Body radiating brilliant light. Within this light existed countless miniature gods, each with a different form and wielding different powers.
Every moment, countless miniature deities leave the Endless Divine Body and descend into the body of a certain being somewhere on the Flame Frost Continent, merging with it and leading it onto the path of Transcendent, or allowing it to advance further on Transcendent path.
A large number of miniature gods also returned from various places. Compared to before they left, their power had greatly expanded. After entering the Endless Divine Body, this power naturally merged into Lancelot's body and became part of his strength.
There are no shortcuts to improving strength. Even seemingly quick improvements are the result of gradual, incremental accumulation.
The light of life flashed by, and strands of light built up the outline of lush foliage, eventually transforming into the familiar figure of the Ancestral Tree of Life.
"This is the Primordial Divine Soul you need, from the God of War and the God of Death." The Ancestral Tree of Life threw out the ball of light.
Lancelot reached out and took the ball of light, toying with it and sensing the aura of Primordial Divine Soul contained within. He couldn't help but smile wryly, "If the God of Death knew that the Primordial Divine Soul he painstakingly accumulated had ultimately fallen into the hands of me, the inheritor of the Lord of Source Fire, I wonder what his reaction would be."
Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on the face of the Ancestral Tree of Life. "Speaking of which, I'm also looking forward to seeing the God of Death's reaction."
"How's the plan going? Judging from your expression, everything seems to be ready?"
"Yes." The Ancestral Tree of Life told Lancelot everything that had happened in the Destruction Realm Abyss, without hiding anything.
She was a sensible person. Before such a life-or-death battle began, even the slightest omission of information would be irresponsible to herself and her allies.
Many details are hidden in the conversation. Often, just because you can't notice something unusual doesn't mean your allies can't.
The exchange and communication of information is a very important matter and should not be underestimated.
After listening to the description of the Ancestral Tree of Life, Lancelot pondered for a long time, reviewing and deducing in his mind again and again, but found nothing wrong.
His smile widened even further. "Very well, now it's time to await the battle."
"Do we need to stall for time?" the Ancestral Tree of Life asked, pointing to the Primordial Divine Soul in Lancelot's hand.
"No need," Lancelot shook his head. "I'll be able to upgrade my strength soon."
Compared to the primordial Source Fire Divine Soul left behind by the Lord of Source Fire, neither the Primordial Divine Soul provided by the God of Death nor the God of War can compare.
However, the quantity was truly enormous, and the quality was also very high. Lancelot made a simple estimate that if he were to integrate them all into the Endless Divine Body, he should be able to quickly advance to the realm of Tier Two Main God.
After being empowered by the Underworld, Lancelot's Endless Divine Body became incredibly powerful, capable of easily withstanding the entry of tens of thousands of Primordial Divine Soul into his body. This was the fundamental reason why he was confident in rapidly increasing his strength.
The Ancestral Tree of Life gave the confident Lancelot a deep look, nodded slightly, and said no more.
"Looking forward to your future performance."
The sound faded away, and the lush green shadows of the trees had vanished.
Lancelot glanced down at the Primordial Divine Soul in his hand, tossed it gently, opened his mouth, and swallowed it.
Within the Endless Divine Body, in a vast Starry Sky composed of countless Particle Gods, as the ball of light descended, it was as if a sun was slowly setting.
Rays of scorching light shot out from the sun, each carrying extremely rich 'nutrients'.
Countless Particle Gods, like gluttonous beasts sensing a delicious feast, rushed forward with all their might.
In an instant, the entire starry sea shook and trembled violently.
As each Primordial Divine Soul was devoured by the Particle Gods, the world authority contained within those souls was also imprinted into the Endless Divine Body.
Authority is the concrete manifestation of rules and order.
Once imprinted into the Endless Divine Body, it immediately clashed with the original structure of the Divine Body.
More intense turmoil began to emerge.
Even though the core of the Endless Divine Body is 'change' and it is constantly 'self-renewing', this does not mean that the Endless Divine Body is absolute chaos.
The Endless Divine Body also possesses its own order.
However, this kind of order is not usually apparent.
Now, impacted by tens of thousands of Primordial Divine Soul and world authority, the effects were immediately apparent: the rules of the Divine Body were distorted, and the turmoil intensified.
At the critical moment, a vast, boundless black continent slowly rose from the bottom of the starry sea, as if lifting up the entire Endless galaxy.
The overwhelming aura of the Black Continent instantly calmed the turmoil within the Endless Divine Body.
The Primordial Divine Soul had no power to resist anymore and was completely devoured and digested by the countless Particle Gods that rushed up to it.
Lancelot's own aura also increased rapidly during this process, rising higher and higher like a rocket.
Finally, with a deafening roar, the light emanating from the Endless Divine Body became even more dazzling. The already Endless Particle Gods underwent another self-split, resulting in an even greater number and an exaggerated increase in power.
Boundless power surged within him, and Lancelot felt as if he could shatter the Flame Frost Continent beneath his feet with a single punch.
This was obviously an illusion, but it also proved how much Lancelot's strength had increased.
Only a significant increase in a short period of time can produce this feeling of power imbalance.
That's not all.
Not long after Lancelot became Tier Two Main God, a new spatial portal opened in the Source Fire Palace.
The door opened, but instead of anyone emerging, four deadly swords, each possessing unparalleled sharpness, appeared.
The Four Swords of Immortal Slaying have arrived!