The Netherworld Ghost God's eyes flashed with a touch of golden light as he let out a frenzied roar, his voice tinged with a trace of fear.
"Not good, that three-foot sword blade can hurt the Divine Soul, it's specifically designed to counter us!"
Everyone looked over and saw the Heavenly Ghost God's two halves merging together, but there was a silver line still in between.
No matter how the Heavenly Ghost God consolidated his Divine Soul, he couldn't erase it.
With this silver line crack present, the Heavenly Ghost God was constantly in a state of his Divine Soul being split, greatly reducing his overall strength.
These Ghost Gods, being embodiments of Divine Souls, feared most being harmed by Magic Artifacts or techniques that could damage the Divine Soul.
