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In the dim twilight.
The "World Tree" bathed in the blood rain, growing taller by sections.
After the body of the Nine-headed Bird Demon God sank, it was pierced by the sharp branches.
Like drawing the life force from Li Chu's flesh and blood, those branches were also devouring the demon's carcass.
More terrifying trees from the Fifth Realm, infamously known, also joined the feasting under the "World Tree's" permission.
Pang Ling harbored a surging hatred for this Nine-headed Bird Demon God.
He wanted to eradicate all traces of life from the Nine-headed Bird in the shortest time, ensuring that this sly demon god had no chance of rebirth.
"I'm glad you made it in time," He smiled sweetly, looking up at the divine shadow of Pang Jian in the sky, "I thought I might not catch you."
Pang Jian stood in the void of Cloud Marsh, his vast Divine Sense sweeping in all directions, confirming that Yuan Qi's ice blue eyes weren't within the demon carcass.
