At the moment when the damaged world in the Wandering Daoist's hand was about to fall onto Ye Chen.
Suddenly.
Within Ye Chen's body, a blazing radiance erupted.
The light illuminated the heavens and earth.
Dispelling the decaying aura carried by the damaged world.
Then.
A full six godly phantoms emerged beside Ye Chen and melded into his body.
"Whoosh!"
The sword in Ye Chen's hand rose diagonally.
Divine power exploded forth, directly tearing apart the force of the Wandering Daoist's palm.
The Wandering Daoist exclaimed.
"I see... Glory of the Gods, but alas, not enough!"
The next moment, he struck again, rotating his palm, five fingers closing together, slicing down like a knife.
Inside Ye Chen, another three godly phantoms surged out, merging with his body.
The power of nine gods is a balance point.
Any more would place stress on the Heart of the Sea King.
