Upon hearing this, the white elder whose whole body was bursting with veins, his eyes glaring, opened his mouth to speak, but the four-colored sword light surging under his skin extended to his skull top, completely obliterating his original soul.
The fierce pupils rapidly dilated, the white elder's aura quickly withered, yet his spirit and body still maintained a lively state.
The four-colored destructive sword light completed its task and drilled out from the top of the skull, swiftly returning to nothingness.
Without the ancient innate destruction divinity, the swirling chaos around gradually contracted, being slowly fused by the suppression of the two worlds.
However, without caring about the surrounding anomalies, Zhu Haomiao reached out with a grasping gesture, a black glint flashing in his pupils.
[Greed]!
The twisted evil authority quietly activated, the white elder seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, his body being twisted and deformed bit by bit.
