When the eerie aura rose from behind, Zhang Kui felt a tingling at the back of his head.

Dark, deathly silent, void… various negative emotions instantly permeated his mind, as if he had fallen into a terrifying dark void.

Buzz!

The Earth Evil Silver Lotus suddenly burst into light, breaking through all darkness. At the same time, Zhang Kui grabbed Fatty Tiger and vanished, reappearing several hundred meters above the sea, rising and falling with the waves.

“Ha, you really think highly of Old Zhang!” Zhang Kui sneered, eyes full of murderous intent.

Ever since he discovered the occasional trace of Evil God aura in the Huo Continent fleet, Zhang Kui suspected that this was a hidden hand.

How the other side infiltrated the ship was no longer important. He thought it was a powerful You Dynasty expert sneaking in for assassination, but he didn’t expect two Dark God clones to appear.

These Evil Gods follow another power system. Though not fully understood, they are roughly between immortal and mortal.

The opponent can easily kill over a dozen at the Peak of Mahayana. Even if using the power of an altar, the force to create a black hole is not something the mundane can wield.

Yet, they are certainly not immortal, still far from the oppression brought by the immortal anomalies of the Underworld Immortal Sect ruins, hence their fear of the Immortal Sword “Breaking Sun.”

Zhang Kui speculated, perhaps at the “Immortal” level, the difficulty for the Evil God to transmit power from a distant starry sky also greatly increases.

“Flee quickly!”

Aboard the ship, whether Cyan Flood Dragon, City Lord Jin, Great Barbarian King, or Nag Bright King, all felt their hair standing on end and scattered instantly.

They’ve cultivated to the Peak of Mahayana and can better sense the terror of this Evil God clone, but some are just not thinking clearly.

Such as the one-horned Ancient Race clan leader from the Barbarian Continent, who once drove a demon beast to attack Zhang Kui. Being the closest, he instinctively swung his bone knife straight at the ship worker’s sudden transformation.

The Barbarian Continent still retains some ancient inheritance. They learned to refine Desolate God Beast Demon Bones into Magical Artifacts, more powerful than ordinary Divine Artifacts.

Boom!

The terrifying knife energy surged for a hundred meters, even transforming into a massive phantom, crashing down with a bizarre force field.

This is the trait of the Desolate God Beast Demon Bones. Just like the corrosive power of the Guardian Ape Divine General’s wrist blade, this great knife seemed capable of tearing apart everything around, even causing the space to distort.

However, the terrifying strike missed. This Dark God clone, with a green halo burning behind it, was like an illusion as the knife energy passed through and vanished.

Boom!

The Huo Continent warship below exploded instantly, with countless jagged wooden fragments flying everywhere. The fox girls and Demon Race warriors on board didn’t even have time to react before being torn into blood mist.

City Lord Jin, having escaped to the sea, cast a glance of anger but said nothing further, knowing full well that this Ancient Race clan leader was doomed.

Sure enough, after the horned Ancient Race expert put all his strength into the strike, he hung eerily motionless in the air.

Behind him, the phantom of the Dark God clone appeared slowly, its right hand casually resting on his back.

Sss!

A sound like a sudden intake of breath erupted, and the Ancient Race member’s body twisted and contracted, only a black point visible in the center, and then he was gone, as if he had never existed in this world.

Throughout this process, the Dark God clone, acting as the assassin, didn’t even glance over, its green eyes coldly staring at Zhang Kui.

Everyone felt a tingling at the back of their heads. The black-robed Elder Witch of the Ancient Race, who had countless bizarre poisonous insects crawling out, quickly retracted them in shock, staring pale-faced at the Dark God clone.

The one good thing was that the clone ignored the others, focusing all its aura on Zhang Kui. The dark void-like Divine Thought was nearly tangible.

“His target is Sect Leader Zhang!” Cyan Flood Dragon said, face pale, staring at Zhang Kui in bewilderment.

What had this man done to make the clone risk encirclement to set up a kill zone?

At the same time, the colossal stone altar, like a mountain, swept through with a gale, covering the entire sky.

Upon the Turtle Shell Divine Hall, the Sea Race High Priest curled their lips in a cold smile, and the densely packed Sea Race army around also seemed to receive orders, halting their attack.

The fleets of Huo Continent and Barbarian Continent, though seemingly powerful, were a joke compared to the terrifying Evil God altar.

Those giant demon beasts wandering near the Barbarian Continent fleet shivered, emitting terrified wails.

Whether the Ancient Race or Huo Continent’s Demon Race on the ships, even those at Mahayana Realm, were filled with despair.

The power of the Evil God altar had already been witnessed. Once it descended, everyone would perish!

“What have you done!” The Great Barbarian King, now driven to fury, roared angrily at Zhang Kui.

His heart was conflicted. As the millennial talent of the Barbarian Continent, surviving calamity after calamity, Fortune stood by him, reaching his current status and prosperity.

But now, trapped in a death trap, all his secret plans and glorious future would turn to dust.

Adding to his dismay, he had feared he would become an Evil God target because of his secrets, yet it turned out he wasn’t even considered as a potential victim.

Fear, powerlessness, mixed with a hint of jealousy, all converted into furious screams.

“Noisy…”

Zhang Kui glanced indifferently, ignoring him, focusing on the giant altar plummeting from the sky, and slowly reached for the Immortal Sword behind him.

The Dark God clone stared intently at him, its aura surging madly but held back.

On the other side, on the Turtle Shell Divine Hall, the Sea Race High Priest narrowed his eyes, reaching into his wide sleeve…

In their eyes, Zhang Kui, filled with murderous intent, slowly reached behind him, then…

Scratched the back of his head!

At the same time, Zhang Kui raised an eyebrow, “Ah, suddenly my head feels itchy, why are you all looking at me?”

Maybe it was a misconception, but the once clamorous battlefield suddenly seemed somewhat quiet for a moment.

Zhang Kui sneered inwardly, ignoring the covetous Sea Race High Priest and realizing that the Dark God clone, setting the altar to wipe out everything with a stance of utter annihilation, was waiting for an opportunity. Did they think he was a fool?

Indeed, with the terrifying power of the Immortal Sword, he could certainly shatter the altar and break this death trap.

But how can an Immortal Artifact be controlled by mere mortals? Even if he gains approval, he can only rely on its sharpness, exhausting his entire mana.

I’m afraid at the moment he is exhausted, the other will reveal his true intent, killing him while stealing the Immortal Sword.

Boom!

Seeing through him, the Dark God’s clone no longer hides, a large hand rises under the black robe, grabbing at the void.

Zhang Kui’s hair stood on end, grabbing Fatty Tiger, he disappears instantly, reappearing a thousand meters away.

He watched as a strange small black hole reappeared in the area where he once stood, sucking in countless waves like a tornado before vanishing with a bang.

This spell, though not as mighty as an Immortal Skill, has already surpassed the mundane. Just one move leaves one helpless, the power of the Starry Sky Evil God is evident.

But Zhang Kui had no time to marvel, as the Evil God’s clone below no longer held back, appearing instantly in front of Zhang Kui.

“Die!”

Zhang Kui shouted violently, his forehead’s “Eyes of Eternal Life” shooting out a black Light of Silent Extinction.

This divine power, once accidentally mastered, always had extraordinary power, killing on contact. Yet this time, it failed, not even hitting, as the Dark God’s clone instantly vanished.

Instant Teleportation!

This isn’t just fast; it truly traverses space.

Zhang Kui had seen it before, so he wasn’t surprised. After all, this Evil God’s clone had fully descended, unlike last time when caught by the Underworld’s strange power inside, allowing him to calmly use the Light of Silent Extinction for killing.

The Dark God’s clone reappeared behind him, but Zhang Kui, with Fatty Tiger, disappeared just as swiftly.

Among the Seventy-two Skills, there is no space traversal method, but his Transportation Skill had been perfected, allowing him to traverse space, even faster.

The two kept flickering, always narrowly dodging each other’s attacks, leaving the distant observers dumbfounded.

In the distance, the Sea Race High Priest atop the Divine Hall also cast a grim gaze.

The Evil God’s clone was a given, but that Zhang Kui, even without the Immortal Sword, his spell greatly exceeded expectation.

Just then, dodging the Evil God’s clone, Zhang Kui suddenly turned, locking eyes with the Sea Race High Priest, with a sinister smile, his voice booming across the sky, “Enjoying the show so much?”

With that, he disappears.

What does he intend to do?

The Sea Race High Priest felt a sudden dread, shouting loudly, “Everyone, block him, don’t let him through!”

However, it was too late.

Zhang Kui’s figure suddenly appeared beneath the Sea Race Divine Hall’s pavilion, when a Sea Race member, appearing from nowhere, shouted loudly, “He’s over there!”

Instantly, numerous elders of the Sea Race in the Divine Hall acted in unison, the sky changed, a terrifying evil light engulfed the front.

The Sea Race High Priest originally planned to act but suddenly felt something amiss, witnessing amidst the evil light, the Dark God clone’s shadow crossing space like a death god, raising its right hand towards them.

“Illusion Magic, retreat!”

The Sea Race High Priest was furious, scattering with many elders.

Boom!

The front of the Divine Hall collapsed with a crash, leaving a strange, massive spherical pit.

The Sea Race High Priest roared in fury, not expecting Zhang Kui’s illusion magic to be so profound, entrapping so many people at once.

He violently turned, tentacles on his cheek twisting madly, blue light flickering in his pitch-black eyes, yet unable to locate Zhang Kui, retreating while shouting, “Everyone, do not act, fall back!”

But it was already too late.

Zhang Kui, hidden, strolled through the Divine Hall, with Fatty Tiger transformed into a small kitten in his grasp. The Array Formation Skill, Illusion Skill, Finger Transformation Skill, and Nightmare Prayer Skill were simultaneously applied, turning the entire Turtle Shell Divine Hall into a nightmarish hell.

Some were horrified to find themselves transformed into Zhang Kui’s likeness, trying to explain to their companions, only to be engulfed by numerous evil lights…

Some spotted the Dark God clone, desperately trying to fight, unaware that in their eyes, they had the appearance of Zhang Kui…

Some attempted to flee, only to find the Divine Hall ensnared in an Enchanting Array, familiar passageways completely altered…

Within this chaotic nightmare, Zhang Kui was equally cautious, for the Dark God clone could detect the Invisibility Skill, though he could use the Eclipse skill to obscure, hindering the other’s steps.

The once orderly Divine Hall was in chaos, everyone was paranoid, striking violently at the slightest provocation.

Zhang Kui sneered inwardly, thinking the Sea Race assumed strength in numbers could guarantee dominance, yet now they would taste the consequences of inviting trouble!

Amidst the tumult, even the Dark God’s clone expressed a hint of impatience in its cold, green eyes, its right hand repeatedly grasping at the void.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

One after another, bizarre Black Hole Spells emerged endlessly, countless Sea Race members evaporated into nothingness, the Divine Hall crumbled with a rumble, the huge, sturdy Turtle Shell also bore deep pits, blood and flesh flooding like torrents.

Roar!

The giant turtle let out a miserable howl, its massive claws pulling painfully to the sides, stirring ten-thousand-foot waves in the sea, dark currents surging, airwaves splashing, many Sea Race’s large ships shattered in an instant.

Cyan Flood Dragon and the others watched from afar, though out of danger, their foreheads were covered in cold sweat.

Before this, they knew Zhang Kui was an Innate Divine Being, cleansing the Divine Continent, yet they hadn’t expected his skills to be so terrifying.

With such unpredictable methods, he’d be a massive trouble wherever he goes.

Even the Great Barbarian King swallowed hard, his expression uncertain, but eventually, his gaze turned resolute.

Due to the Dark God’s clone wreaking havoc, the Turtle Shell Divine Hall and the Illusion Array set by Zhang Kui were thoroughly shattered, revealing everyone’s presence.

There sat Zhang Kui upon the ruins, holding transformed little cat Fatty Tiger in one hand, taking swigs from a wine jug with the other, his laughter echoing through the heavens.

“To make Old Zhang draw his sword, you all still lack something…”

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