Chapter 1215 - 1215 609 Quite a Saint Fist (4000)_2
Chapter 1215 - 1215 609 Quite a Saint Fist (4000)_2
?Chapter 1215: 609 Quite a Saint Fist! (4000)_2 Chapter 1215: 609 Quite a Saint Fist! (4000)_2 This power was impossible for any entity to disregard.
Humming…
A massive hum emanated from the Golden Totem Tree; it rotated like a prayer wheel, its dense branches spinning at varying frequencies from the first layer to the fifth. Streams of golden energy, like veils of golden silk chiffon, cascaded down, leaving specks of golden patches on the ground.
The Catastrophe mud, jet-black mountains and rivers, and even the surrounding air were all dyed by this golden power. It was visible that these golden forces crazily twisted and deformed, forming lines similar to totemic trajectories. All the golden lines overlaid together startlingly formed a Golden Totem Tree.
It was as if the original Golden Totem Tree had inflated and magnified into a super phantasm.
The walking Demon Idol also became enveloped in this phantasm.
Crack, crack, crack!
The enormous, relentless golden power bore down on Casio, endlessly piling up. Like this super Golden Totem Tree, its branches, comparable to mountains, pressed down one by one onto the shoulders of the Demon Idol. In the face of such a terrifying explosion, even Casio’s footsteps faltered, and his movements slowed down.
Seeing this scene, the golden power from the Calamity Source Spring did not hesitate to turn and leave, which was its only chance. What was sacrificed was its own war weapon forged over countless years, the Golden Totem Tree—it was impossible not to feel heartache. But to retreat wholly was to keep hope alive for the future.
When the time came, whether it was to rebuild the Totem Tree or seek the aid of other powerful Ultimate Dark Entities to exterminate the Nan Dou Successor, there would be opportunities.
Boom! Boom!
Thinking this, the golden power intended to head deep into the jet-black mountains and rivers. However, just after taking two steps, a massive binding force suddenly erupted, nearly causing the golden power to lose its balance. It swiftly turned its massive head to look and saw the Saint Fist next to it, who had been completely ignored up until that moment. He was running out of steam and had been inconspicuous in the previous battle. But as the golden power attempted to leave, the only supporting obsession in the severely eroded will of this Saint Fist was adamant: it could not allow it!
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