'Take my whip!!'
An unknown amount of time passed.
Trapped in the narrow gap, Wu Dao's form finally grew to the level of the three great Dao Sources. He waved his branch-like tentacles, coiling them around the Qi Dao Source, and began to devour and drain it.
At the same time, he was also captured by the tentacles of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
He was endlessly drained and hollowed out, only to retaliate by absorbing them back to grow stronger. His form fluctuated wildly, shrinking and expanding in a constant back-and-forth.
Ultimately, Wu Dao's absorptive power proved superior. He drained the three great Dao Sources dry and became the sole torrent of the Great Dao in the Chaos!
But his consciousness also sank into a muddled chaos.
His 'cognition' rapidly faded, gradually turning into a blank slate as he drifted toward death.
But it wasn't over!
Why wasn't it over?
