In the sky above, the distorted crystal walls were slowly tightening.
A dome was still resisting the attacks flying down at that beautiful land.
A lonely figure was still persevering.
"I can't hold it…"
He had a bitter smile on his face.
Outside the Universe Magic Pool, there were a few dozen New Gods!
He was certain that if he fought them one at a time in duels, he would be able to get rid of most of them.
But now he was alone.
Eric died in battle, the South Guardian, who was also known as the Great Elven King, died in battle, and the nameless old North Guardian died in battle...
Only he was left in the end.
He was the Immortal Cloud Monk and had always had the appearance of a calm youth.
But right now, the hair at his temples was graying.
He had overused his power.
The Universe Magic Pool was also about to dry up.
This was the final struggle.
