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Du Xiu looked at watched for a moment before tightening his grip on his glowing halberd. 

"Let\'s go back in. It won\'t die from this", he muttered before flying off. 

Ming Yue and Gao Ri looked at him before following after. She had her knife and her claws while he had a pair of short swords. 

As the trio moved forward, they saw a flicker of light before a shiver went through their bodies. The next moment, they all split and separated, avoiding a ray of Primordial Lightning as it shot out of the dust. 

They then charged forward, emerging out of the dust to see the Idol of Chaos, uninjured. There wasn\'t even a scratch or cut on its body. 

None of them were surprised, they knew that it would be much more difficult than this. 

"Waning Crescent."

This time Ming Yue struck first, starting with the attack that had injured the previous Idol of Chaos. Her dagger shined as she swung out, launching an iridescent light, formed in the shape of a crescent moon. With all of the different energies melded together, it was a fearsome strike that the True Idol tried to stop with both hands. 

Pressing its palms together at the edge of the attack, the crescent moon did not come any closer but it was enough to push the Idol to use both hands. But then its eyes glowed, shooting out a ray of lightning from each iris. 

"Watch out!"

They all split up and evaded the attack before moving towards it back. The two rays came crashing down into the soldiers who had prepared, raising their shields to endure the strike. There was a loud crack but their defense still stood albeit some of their shields had melted. 

Ming Yue and the other glanced at the damage before turning back to the Idol, who pressed even harder on the attack before breaking it. As it turned to face them, it was met with dozens of Blasting Gales before more lightning shot out. 

"Force it to the ground!"

Du Xiu charged forward, slamming the butt of his halberd into the Idol\'s neck and pushing it down. The Winged Demon, Gao Ri, followed up and swiftly flew behind, crossing his short swords over the Idol\'s neck. 

Beating his wings, he brought the Idol down, pinning it onto the ground at the center of the army. In fact, it was at the center of another formation. 

"Leeching Tree Prison!"

Hundreds chanted as they put their hands to the ground, those that weren\'t tasked with formations shielded them instead. 

The already ruined ground trembled once more as roots emerged, wrapping around the wrists and ankles. 

Gai Ri released his blades and flew off as the True Idol struggled free of the roots. But no matter how much it broke, more took its place. They fed off of the soldier\'s energy as well as the Idol\'s energy, growing quicker and quicker before overtaking the Idol.

In mere seconds, it was engulfed by tree roots, trying to imprison it and weaken it. 

But just as quickly as it happened, a wave of lightning burst out, ripping the roots apart as the Idol stood up. As the shockwave came, those defending the formation masters were nearly thrown back by the attack. Anyone that was at the front and took on a majority of the force fell, their shields and armor were partially melted, damaged beyond repair. 

Blood even began to flow from their noses and ears, their sight grew a bit blurry as they tried their best to hold on. 

And despite all of that, the True Idol was uninjured and began floating off the ground and flying up.

Then it finally spoke. 

"Foolish plebians, to dare gain the help of the Nuwa Clan. Stop this struggle and let fate make its way to you."

Its voice was different from the previous Idol. It wasn\'t distorted in the slightest. Rather, it was a clear voice, ancient and calm. There was weight to each word, focusing on that heavy tone. And it echoed out for all to hear. 

The Idol then pointed at the tree of its enemy clan, summoning forth a pillar of Primordial Lightning from the skies. It was twice as thick and much denser than before breaking through the barriers of the Cerulean Fortress. 

What Zi Jing and a hundred others painstakingly worked on for several months was gone in a matter of seconds, shattering before this power. 

But as it came for the tree, the fairies of the Nuwa Clan emerged from the tree, forming an emerald shield between it and the attack. As the two forces clashed, the shield stood strong, not breaking within moments. 

And then a halberd descended down to which the Idol of Chaos avoided with ease but then Du Xiu followed grabbing it by the neck and forcing it back down into the ground. He let go and backed off just as Ming Yue switched from Blasting Gales to Storm Lances. It was one crack of thunder after another, blasting the ground apart and burning it. Again and again without end, it grew stronger and even more ferocious, digging deeper until the Idol of Chaos was in a pit. And it just kept going and going until the Idol could no longer take it.

"ENOUGH!"

As it shouted out, an even stronger wave of power pulsed from its body, echoing out and dispersing the Storm Lances. The True Idol flew out of the pit before glaring at the trio in the skies. 

"Enough of your struggling! Meet the endless void and return to chaos!"

It flew up into the skies, soaring to the clouds before vanishing. The next moment the skies turned dark before pillars of Primordial Lightning shot down. There were hundreds of them, striking the entire continent. Friend, foe, or just the innocent, anyone struck directly by it were vaporized. 

"To the fort! Retreat! Now!"

Du Xiu\'s voice echoed out for everyone to hear and they followed shuffling back into the fortress except for Ming Yue, Gao Ri, and himself. Together they flew up, looking for the True Idol while evading these pillars. 

"Protect yourselves! Look for cover!"

Shi Hou screamed out as those that weren\'t immediately destroyed by the attack backed off, trying to find refuge. He looked up into the sky, looking with fear and awe at the same time. 

"Perhaps, this was the real power you were looking for, my lord", he muttered. 

The Roaring King couldn\'t help but gaze at the skies, watching the clouds flash out as lightning came down. And without even noticing, a stroke of lightning came for him. It struck his ruined helmet before coursing through his armor and ultimately striking him down. There was no warning of it, no way to prepare.

Shi Hou was dead.

And the last thing he saw was the destruction that his lord had brought out. 

But everyone else still struggled, trying their best to protect themselves. The barriers of the Cerulean Fortress were nearly repaired before being struck again but with the help of the Nuwa Clan\'s barrier, it barely held on.

Only Ming Yue and the others were still outside, flying into the clouds to find the True Idol. Their senses were brought out as they searched trying to find it. 

"Where is it? Where is that thing?!"

Gao Ri suddenly beat his wings together, producing a burst of wind the cleared out some of the clouds. They flew further and further up before breaking past the clouds and finding the True Idol floating about. 

The sun was setting on the horizon as the True Idol raised its hands above it. Its energy pulsed out in waves, coming down to the clouds and feeding them power. 

"Stop that thing!" 

Gao Ri flew forward with his shortswords out, ready to strike. But with the waves of energy coming at him, he could not get close. In fact, none of them could get closer. Not even their attacks would be able to reach it! 

What could they do then?