Boom!
The thick scarlet flames scraped against the right arm of the Deadwood Titan, tearing apart the cracked bark,
and the dense vines entwined around the arm snapped one by one, charred into cinders in mid-air,
the wooden arm dissolved and fragmented layer by layer like an onion,
leaving only the wood marrow filled with Swamp God Power, relying on the self-healing ability brought by intense consumption, to contend and resist the Vermilion Bird Bright Flame.
Ping!
The wood marrow, like a battering ram, hammered into the chest of the Phantom Vermilion Bird,
Swamp God Power burst forth, regardless of cost, pouring its essence into the Vermilion Bird's body.
The Vermilion Bird produced by the River Map Formation was just a semi-materialized phantom,
but the demigod-level Swamp God Power also possessed a high degree of mystery,
