The Divine Cloud expert was defeated! His Divine Bridge had been destroyed completely, and all of his cultivation had gone down the drain.
Henry stood where he was, gasping for breath, and the shadow behind him disappeared.
It did not seem like much for Henry, but the backlash on himself when using the Ancient Willpower was much frightening than he had imagined.
Energy was not required to use the Ancient Willpower, because the energy that Henry controlled was incomparable to that of the Ancient Willpower. The Ancient Willpower represented the laws of the world, and unless Henry had the power to destroy the entire world, it was impossible for him to surpass the Ancient Willpower.
Life force was required to use the Ancient Willpower, a few seconds of using it had caused Henry's face to turn pale and had drenched his entire body with sweat. He did not even have enough strength left to raise his hand, he only felt weak and faint. If it had not been for the endless energy supply from his endless Divine Sea that kept Henry awake, he would have fallen unconscious onto the ground.
Just as what the Divine Cloud expert had said, the energy of the Ancient Willpower was not something that the current Henry could control, not even heaven or earth could control it.
It was known that in the past, the kind of beings that controlled the twelve Ancient Willpowers were absolute legends. The legends among legends! Beings that could live for tens of thousands of years, and even enjoyed the worship of the mortal world! Having used it forcefully, Henry had completely exhausted himself.
Henry took a deep breath and steadied himself. There was still one last thing he had to do.
The Divine Cloud expert was basically handicapped. He was seriously injured and had lost all his powers, and was only hanging on by a thread. He was still able to survive because Henry had only used one finger.
However, surviving that was about the same as dying. It was just a matter of time before he died.
A crescent moon appeared, instantly filling up the area. Immense power of chaos surged outwards. Mrs. Treva, Tivyan, and Sayre, who were hiding in the Eimphia, were all enveloped by the power of chaos, forcing them out of the tower. Mrs. Treva was also at the same level as Henry, but in front of Henry, she was nothing more than a helpless child.
Mrs. Treva and the other two all had horrified expressions on their faces.
Henry had nothing to say to the three. They were all followers of the Severity Tribe, so he naturally could not keep them alive.
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