A figure slowly appeared on the spirit tree with sixteen branches.

It was Joelson.

"Is this the power of a sovereign?"

Joelson revealed a strange smile, then looked towards the God of Slaughter and said mockingly.

When the God of Slaughter heard Joelson's words, his face changed from the crazed look he had just had to an extremely ugly look.

In the millions of years since he had become a sovereign, he had never been mocked like this by a demigod.

Even other sovereigns of the same level wouldn't dare to mock him like this.

He had almost forgotten this feeling.

But today, he recalled it.

"The dignity of a sovereign is not something you can trample upon!"

The God of Slaughter's face was filled with hatred as he gritted his teeth.

But before he could do anything...

The spirit tree with sixteen branches had already begun to dance.

It gradually took the form of a giant dragon.

That's right, Joelson's spirit tree had taken the form of a giant spirit dragon.

He had used this move when he had broken through to the saint rank in the central continent.

And now, his strength was no longer what it was back then.

The spiritual dragon was much more terrifying than it had been in the past!

The God of Slaughter's resentful expression froze on his face as he stared at the spiritual dragon in a daze.

He saw an extremely huge dragon that was as big as a continent crouching in front of him.

The golden-red pupils that were as huge as mountains were staring at him.

An extremely terrifying and imposing aura came crashing down, causing him to feel his heart palpitate.

Although in terms of power, he was a sovereign, who knew how much more powerful he was than Joelson.

Even if ten thousand Joelsons were added together, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow from him.

But now, it wasn't a battle of power, but a battle of spiritual power!

He had already died for millions of years. Even if he had a secret technique that could allow his soul and spirit to live forever, his spiritual power was already much weaker.

And Joelson's spiritual tree was very unique. The sixteen branches gave him spiritual power that ordinary demigods couldn't compare to.

It could even be said that in a single round of spiritual power, even ordinary highgods couldn't compare to Joelson.

On one side was a weakened sovereign, and on the other side was a unique spiritual tree with sixteen branches.

In addition, the spiritual tree had transformed into the appearance of a terrifying dragon.

For a time, the God of Slaughter actually didn't dare to attack Joelson.

The God of Slaughter looked towards Joelson, who was atop the dragon's head, his gaze filled with fear.

He would never have imagined that there would be a day when he would be afraid of a demigod.

But now, the truth was right before his eyes.

Compared to the fear of the God of Slaughter...

Joelson's expression was much more relaxed. He even looked towards the God of Slaughter with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

When the God of Slaughter had first appeared, he had been very apprehensive.

After all, this was a sovereign-level expert. Even if he had been dead for millions of years, it was not something he could underestimate.

But what had happened after the God of Slaughter entered his spiritual world...

Even he himself had not expected it.

Before he had even advanced to the saint-level, the spiritual tree had already undergone a mutation.

Even the sovereigns couldn't easily invade his spirit tree. This was within his expectations.

But he hadn't expected that he could resist so easily.

Perhaps it was because the spirit tree's branches had already grown to sixteen.

It was far from what he could compare to back then.

This made him even more confident in facing the God of Slaughter.

"Roar!"

The high-pitched dragon's roar reverberated in the spiritual world.

There was a hint of coldness in the eyes of Joelson as he looked at the God of Slaughter.

Since the God of Slaughter wanted to possess him, he naturally wouldn't let the God of Slaughter off.

Hearing the Dragon's roar, the God of Slaughter's expression changed.

He turned into a stream of light and shot towards Joelson.

He didn't dare to let Joelson control the spirit dragon to attack him first. Joelson's spirit tree was too strange.

He had to be the first to attack!

In an instant, the God of Slaughter arrived in front of Joelson.

Joelson's expression was calm. He didn't move, as if he had given up on resisting.

But when the God of Slaughter saw this scene, he didn't relax at all. Instead, his heart sank.

The giant spiritual dragon raised its claw that was even larger than a mountain and ruthlessly clawed at him. Its speed was even faster than his.

The God of Slaughter did not have time to dodge. He could only stop his attack and raise his hand to form a barrier.

Bang!

Crack!

A loud collision sound and the sound of shattering rang out at the same time.

The God of Slaughter was already sent flying by the giant dragon's sharp claws.

The barrier that had just been formed in front of him also shattered, turning into a sky full of fragments that dissipated in the spiritual world.

The God of Slaughter's expression became extremely ugly.

But Joelson didn't give him any chance.

The dragon opened its huge mouth that was covered in sharp teeth, and a ball of golden-red light gathered in its throat.

This spiritual dragon was an illusion that Joelson had created based on Du Lu's appearance, and it also possessed Du Lu's ability.

Boom!

A golden-red pillar of fire was spat out from the dragon's mouth, and it headed straight for the God of Slaughter.

Seeing this scene, the God of Slaughter didn't dare to underestimate it and hurriedly raised his hand.

More than ten barriers condensed in front of him, like layers of eggshells that wrapped around him.

More than ten barriers let out explosive sounds as they were burned by the golden-red flames.

Even though there were more than ten barriers, the God of Slaughter could still feel an unbearable heat.

The outermost barrier began to melt, turning into rays of white light and dissipating in his spiritual world.

The God of Slaughter's expression was unsightly, and there seemed to be some cold sweat on his forehead.

He began to feel anxious.

Right now, he no longer had a physical body. He only had spiritual power left, and every barrier he condensed required spiritual power.

And this was also Joelson's spiritual world. After he dissipated, all of his spiritual power would be absorbed by Joelson.

If this continued, he would become weaker and weaker, but Joelson would not be affected.

If his spiritual power continued to weaken, he would not even be able to maintain his soul form.

His soul was like a decaying physical body.

He was completely dead!

Thinking of this, the God of Slaughter could not hold back anymore.

He had lived in the form of a soul until now, not to die here!

"Joelson! Stop now, I can let you leave the divine kingdom alive!"

The God of Slaughter shouted.

Joelson sneered and said, "What good is this to me? I could have left alive, but now I should be worried about you."

The dragon was still spewing hot golden-red flames from its mouth, showing no signs of stopping.

The God of Slaughter said with an unsightly expression, "Didn't you already obtain the bloodline of an ancient demon?"

"What you have already obtained can not be used as a bargaining chip."

Joelson said coldly, his eyes filled with killing intent as he looked at the God of Slaughter.

Suddenly, he paused and continued, "Unless..."

"You have something more important than your own life."