The battle between the Ancient Tree and the Ancient Dragon alternated for hundreds of generations.
Boom!
The Ancient Tree began to crumble.
The Ancient Dragon started to grow scarred and battered.
Beside them, Atabia witnessed this scene, with a deep apprehension rising in his heart, he eventually shook his head, "It's destined."
With a loud bang, the Ancient Dragon was completely shattered.
It transformed into countless tiny branches of dragons, burrowing into the heavens of the sands.
This kind of celestial phenomena is hard to kill in one go; they must be gradually worn down, with warrants issued against all of their avatars across the heavens and myriad realms.
Achieving this level already constituted a severe blow to the Celestial Dao.
"Your Majesty, we have achieved a great victory, the enemy has fled!"
