American Exorcism Male God

Within the Gate of Truth.

The soul within the "three-leaf clover" grew continuously stronger, and Xu Yi could only watch helplessly, finding the experience especially agonizing.

"Moderation is essential, don't be greedy!"

Xu Yi took deep breaths repeatedly, performing self-hypnosis.

Moments later, he felt that his inner self had become still as an ancient well, neither overjoyed by external things nor saddened by personal matters, like a monk who had attained enlightenment.

The sound of flowing water appeared again, and a new Philosopher's Stone fell from the sky. Xu Yi let out an excited shriek and dashed toward the Philosopher's Stone.

What "not overjoyed by external things"? That's all nonsense. Even the Buddha fights for a stick of incense, right?

The newly appeared Philosopher's Stone was about the same size as before, roughly 30ml.

Xu Yi felt somewhat regretful because such a small amount of the Philosopher's Stone could not sustain him for long.

"This truly shows the insatiability of human desire!" Xu Yi sighed.

He had just thought that if only he could have a tiny bit more of the Philosopher's Stone, now that he had far exceeded his expectations, he became dissatisfied again.

The next second, a stronger current sounded, and a large quantity of Philosopher's Stones emerged from the void. This time they were around 100ml, a real windfall!

Xu Yi began to suspect if he was the illegitimate son of the Goddess of Luck. Whatever he thought of, came true?

In the following time, Xu Yi completely transformed into a "perpetual motion machine".

He created Soul Stealing Seeds, inserted them into the Philosopher's Stones, the Soul Stealing Seeds invaded the "three-leaf clover," gaining more control and at the same time stealing a part of the soul's energy...

The Philosopher's Stones were rapidly depleted.

Xu Yi breathed heavily, experiencing "shortness of breath".

Now being a spiritual entity, such reactions that belonged to the body should not appear on him.

That can only mean one thing: his soul had weakened to an extreme, even more serious than when he was gravely ill before, half a step into the incinerator. Find adventures at My Virtual Library Empire

Where in the world is there such a thing as a perpetual motion machine? It seemed like the Soul Stealing Seeds replenished his spiritual energy, but that was only a surface-level supplement; the origin of the soul continued to deplete.

Although the rate of consumption was slow, the accumulation was substantial, and the consequences were still unbearable.

"The soul will not dissipate! The creation of Soul Stealing Seeds will not halt!"

This was not just a slogan; Xu Yi remained true to this philosophy.

This opportunity was too precious; no matter what, he couldn't waste it, even if he had to spend his last resources.

But it wasn't the soul that gave out first; it was the Philosopher's Stones.

When the energy of the last Philosopher's Stone was absorbed, the Soul Stealing Seeds burst forth with massive roots, deeply invading the soul of the "three-leaf clover".

Xu Yi's soul trembled violently; he felt as though he had merged with something, experiencing the rise and set of the sun, the rotation of the heavens and the earth, the eternal universe...

He also felt as though he had become one with all the elements of the universe, sensing the profound and mysterious ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

His soul plummeted at high speed, a vast, lush ancient tree growing larger and larger before his eyes, mysterious information flooding into his mind.

He murmured subconsciously: "World Tree!"

That profound and mysterious feeling vanished abruptly, and Xu Yi shivered, staring incredulously at the "three-leaf clover" outside.

The seed from before was actually a seedling of the World Tree!

But how could that be?

According to ancient tomes, when the Twilight of the Gods came, the roots of the World Tree had already been gnawed through, and after its collapse, it was completely destroyed.

It was also because of the disappearance of the World Tree that the gods headed towards their doomsday, eventually vanishing into the long river of history.

"The Ring of Destruction or the True God really has great divine skills!" Xu Yi couldn't help but exclaim, astonished that even a seed of the World Tree could be found.

Xu Yi watched the "three-leaf clover" devour energy, his eyes alight with fervor.

Now, referring to it as a "three-leaf clover" was no longer appropriate, for as it continuously consumed energy, it had transformed from a clover into a small sapling with lush branches and leaves.

The Philosopher's Stone was exhausted, and the Great Endeavor of Theft came to another halt, but Xu Yi was not at all anxious because there was no longer any need to be.

The soul of the World Tree had grown from an infant into a child. Although it was only the soul of the World Tree at a child's stage, it was no longer vulnerable to the invasion of the Soul Stealing Seed.

A child wielding a sword could also kill.

Xu Yi did not feel any regret, for the current state was already the best scenario he had anticipated.

The golden soul of the World Tree was laced with a network of black roots.

Within the soul of the other, the black network only occupied a very small portion, but most importantly, it had already integrated with the soul.

If the infant "tree spirit" was likened to a startup company, then Xu Yi was the angel investor, holding about 5% of the company's shares.

These shares were core shares, original shares that couldn't be diluted; even if the company grew into one of the Fortune 500, he would still retain a 5% stake.

These "black networks" that had split from Xu Yi's soul would grow and strengthen along with the soul of the World Tree.

Xu Yi thought about becoming a "shareholder" of the World Tree, and his heart was filled with excitement.

Such a situation could only be caused by countless favorable conditions aligning.

Xu Yi had already successfully pilfered the home base while the knight in armor continued to battle with the spirit of the True God.

The knight's armor was rusted all over; what was previously a faint outline of the armor's original appearance could no longer be seen.

That rust covered it like barnacles, slowing the movement of the armored knight.

The spirit of the True God was not much better; most of its golden threads had extinguished, and the remaining few were dim, clearly unable to endure much longer.

But compared to both of them, this space was the most tragically affected.

The ground was cracked everywhere; rivers had dried up, leaving their ashen beds exposed. Groups of mountains collapsed, leaving rubble scattered all around.

Under the voracious absorption of the World Tree, this space's "red" had nearly disappeared, with only a few remnants at the far end.

In fact, the number of Philosopher's Stones in this space wasn't as exaggerated as imagined; it was only because they were all clustered together that they appeared so plentiful.

In the distant lands, the desolate Gobi remained, devoid of any trace of Philosopher's Stones.

Just now, having been used to feasting, the World Tree was reluctant to shift to a diet of broth and water, but unfortunately, there were hardly any Philosopher's Stones left.

The World Tree suddenly took to the air.

In this world, there existed another source brimming with powerful energy.

A golden-red sphere hovered in the air, radiating light like the sun, but its material seemed metallic.

The "sun" was composed of numerous square metal blocks pieced together, each inscribed with dense script.

As Xu Yi watched the World Tree rush towards the metallic sphere, his expression changed subtly, for that was the true body of the Gate of Truth.

"They're really getting bolder by the moment!"

Xu Yi's heart leapt. If it had been before, he would have wished for the World Tree to meet its demise, but now he was a "shareholder" of the World Tree.

If the World Tree were in its complete form, challenging the Gate of Truth would be understandable, but now it was only a two-to-three-year-old toddler still learning to talk; challenging the Gate of Truth was suicidal, wasn't it?

The Gate of Truth sensed the World Tree's challenge, and as a being of pure reason, it would not possess emotions such as anger, only the most direct response.

The metal sphere suddenly cracked open, and a dense gold light shone through the gaps. Within that light, Xu Yi saw a silver eye, its pupil made up of concentric circles of mysterious script.

As the eye descended, layers upon layers of metal surged like the tide, and in the blink of an eye, it assembled into a massive mechanical body.

The Cyclops in its metal giant form watched the scene below, and Xu Yi's heart grew cold. Even hidden within the body, inside the Serpent of Finale, he still felt as if he had been seen through.