"Courting Death!" Seeing that their fellow celestial failed to kill their enemy, the rest of the cultivators decided to attack Draco at the same time.
{Thousand Sword Realm}
{Spear Demon Tames The World}
{Blood Sky Realm}
{Throne Of Demonic Ascent}
Behind the sword cultivator, an image of a realm with a mountain full of buried swords was formed as the world began to quake before the sword rose from the ground and flew out to attack Draco.
The spear cultivator summoned a giant red demon with a spear in hand, who immediately launched himself at Draco.
From the blood cultivator exploded a red fog that went on to cover the entire area where they were fighting.
And from the demonic cultivator, a large throne appeared, making the pressure around Draco so severe it could have made any other celestial have a hard time even moving.
{Beast Dao: Return Of Celestial Dragon}
"GROAAAAAAAAAAR!" The last celestial, who was the jade beauty, came out of her shock as she played with her hands and a portal opened above Draco before the huge jaw of a dragon threatened to break through and enter this realm.
Draco looked at the skills that were coming at him from all sides and smirked.
{Un...}
Time felt as if it stopped and all swords, demons, and dragons stopped in their track, not moving anymore, as the celestials, who thought there was no way a single lesser devourer would survive their attacks, couldn't understand what happened.
{...Fated}
"Now that I am done with the first line of defence, I have to take on the second." Draco thought.
The celestials were nothing but the first wall he had to cross before devouring the world. The second was...
"The tower." Draco gazed at the bubble that protected the 100th floor of the construct that was piercing through High Heaven's clouds to stand proudly.
Unlike Portalia, there was only one tower in High Heaven. The one capable of adding more towers to the world was the first ever being to enter the tower, and when they die, that ability is passed on to their descendants. However, the celestials of that world could do the same.
That is why Portalia's beast race could add more towers to the ocean world.
Draco descended and pierced through the bubble to enter the 100th floor, which was way different than Portalia's.
Draco didn't dawdle around; the first thing he did was float right above the middle of the tower, point his spear at it, and with but a glance, the tower started cracking into a million pieces.
This was High Heaven's last day in this universe, and Draco was the one who would make sure that became true.
Little by little, the tower that was a hundred floors tall and piercing through the sky started fragmenting into a million pieces and floating into the sky just like that, only for the fragments to disappear a few minutes later.
Draco menacingly watched all of this until the tower was no longer above the clouds. It was by this time that those living within High Heaven started noticing that something was wrong, that something was happening to their world.
Right below the tower was a large city that spaned countless miles. It was the city of a flourishing empire that ruled with a golden fist for millions of years. It monopolized the tower ever since the first cultivator ascended to be an immortal, the same sword cultivator Draco had just dealt with.
And today, for the first time ever, its citizens watched as the symbol of their rule was slowly but surely vanishing.
Within the imperial castle that surrounded the construct like a fortress, the emperor of the Ascendant Sword Empire felt the connection he had to his ancestor, the sword celestial, had been broken.
He didn't understand and spread his senses to look at what was happening unconsciously, and that's when he saw it.
The tower... was no longer there.
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