Rod didn’t know what expression to use to respond to this, so he could only awkwardly but politely smile in return.
At that mont, suddenly, the space shook violently once more, causing the crowd who was about to cheer to swallow their voices.
phit narrowed his eyes: "It’s the King of the Deep Sea, it’s back again."
"What?" everyone exclaid in disbelief.
Rod sacrificed the Destiny Divine Sword, and it still didn’t lure it away?
"It seems there’s another layer of allure here."
Rod said in a deep voice, having realized this the mont he threw the divine sword.
"We need to leave here imdiately."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The space was continuously vibrating, and the riddled cold ice was rapidly cracking.
phit quickly said, "The cold ice won’t hold much longer. It seals the passage of space. The attributes of sealing and space are not the main attributes of cold ice, but only because the span of the King of the Deep Sea is too vast could it temporarily block it outside."
"But..."
Ye Feng asked confusedly and hopelessly.
"We can’t escape, the King of the Deep Sea is a King Level Monster, its pursuit range is too vast."
Rod smiled and said, "Don’t worry, did you forget I still have a certain ability?"
Ye Feng was startled, suddenly rembered, and shouted, "White paste?"
Rod’s face suddenly collapsed, but because of deep prejudice, he didn’t explain, he just quickly jumped onto the altar, approaching their main target.
——The remains of the God of Destiny Yanosadag.
This mass, which had been placed for millions of years, was the last remnant of the Ancient God of Destiny. They looked like a pile of congealed garbage; if not for the strange spiritual light flowing above them, Rod wouldn’t even take a second glance.
After becoming the wielder of the Destiny Divine Sword, Rod already knew that this was power from destiny.
These remains were the most powerful destiny materials.
With a gentle touch, Rod shattered them, breaking neatly into sixteen pieces.
Each piece was of equal size and shape.
In an instant, he realized these were resources left by the Ancient God of Destiny.
If they could survive this crisis, these resources would be quite considerable.
Rod quickly stored these materials in the Dream Realm, then gathered everyone, including the wounded and the Spirit Coffin, making sure they were prepared.
Because the teleportation gate of the "Spirit Boat" only lasted for 30 seconds.
They needed to cross through in the shortest ti possible.
Rod took a deep breath and, with his thoughts, activated the Fourth Star [Spirit Boat].
In his consciousness, areas he’d been to before, and illuminated by firelight, rapidly appeared.
Among them, the bright spot was Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground in Trolian Royal City.
Without hesitation, Rod opened the teleportation gate there.
Soon, accompanied by a peculiar light, a door to the infinite firelight opened, sending forth beams of golden light, and the powerful, surging power of the Holy Fire was clearly audible.
"Enter!"
Olivia gave the order, and everyone filed in, with her guarding the rear.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The roaring continued, with more cracks appearing on the Cold Ice Seal, and the roar of the King of the Deep Sea beca clearer. The speed of those within was continuously increasing.
phit exerted all efforts to maintain the Cold Ice Seal, but space was not suitable for sealing, as cold ice, being a tangible entity, could be destroyed.
Soon, Rod slled the cold, chaotic aura from the Chaotic Sea, knowing the Cold Ice Seal couldn’t hold any longer. He yanked phit over and tossed her inside.
"You go too, Rod!"
Pure moonlight burst from Olivia, colliding with a sudden, enormous grey shadow.
Boom!
For a mont, the entire space trembled, the Cold Ice Seal completely shattered, and a gigantic vortex appeared on the other side of the space.
Within the vortex, a terrifying black silhouette lurked.
Its overwhelming spiritual energy had completely enveloped Rod’s perception, and his soul seed to tremble in the storm.
This was an enemy they couldn’t contend with; its power was comparable to the Black Fog Demon of old.
Woo!
The gigantic creature let out a terrifying shriek, effortlessly swatting away Olivia’s moonlight with a massive trident, stabbing toward them.
At this critical mont, a golden fla shot out from the teleportation gate, colliding directly with the trident.
Boom!
The soaring flas and the dim sea water obscured the view, and the King of the Deep Sea, Asmonis, bellowed in rage, erging from the vortex.
But Rod couldn’t see it, having crossed through the teleportation gate to the warm Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground.
"Olivia!"
A flash of white light, and Olivia also passed through the teleportation gate.
Behind her was an incredibly terrifying decaying giant, its entire body rotted and covered with debris and seaweed, one arm missing, holding a massive trident in one hand, and imnse spiritual energy surged forward.
The next second, the teleportation gate closed, leaving that terrifying scene forever in the distant Sagus Ancient City.
Rod looked up and imdiately saw the King before him.
He was enveloped in golden flas, not large in form but as vast as a mountain, with the surging spiritual energy as deep as the ocean, and the towering Holy Fire seed fused with him.
"You have returned."
The King said warmly.
"I’m glad to see you’re all safe here. Nothing can harm you here."
"Whether it be old dominators or the Ancient God Abyss, they cannot."
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