A thin beam of light shot towards Luo Bai, but Luo Bai flicked the jade flute in his hand, deflecting the beam.
A figure emerged from the thick, grayish-white fog. It was a tall man with a muscular, bare upper body, bulging with strong muscles, and his skin covered with ferocious totems.
His long, fiery red hair cascaded down his back, and he wore ruby-encrusted earrings. His face was hollow and golden, and it looked exactly like Xu Fengzhi's.
Luo Bai's expression turned solemn upon seeing this person. He used his divine sense to look into the grayish-white mist and realized that there was more than one person approaching.
One after another, figures emerged from the thick fog, each wielding a long spear imbued with terrifying, overwhelming power, thrusting towards Luo Bai. Wherever the spear struck, space collapsed, and everything around them was shattered by the lightning.
Luo Bai glanced at the weakened Qian Xun, snorted softly, transformed into a long rainbow, and shot towards a spatial rift. He disappeared.
Silence returned. On the altar-like rock, the naked girl struggled to sit up. Her long, black hair covered her body. She stared at the red-haired man who looked exactly like Xu Fengzhi, her eyes widening slightly.
Xu Fengzhi's clone?
Was he here to rescue her?
No, Chihiro immediately noticed that something was wrong with Xu Fengzhi's clone. His eyes were empty, and he looked like a controlled puppet.
He walked towards her step by step, making Chihiro nervous.
She looked around and saw a man with ice-blue hair walking out of the thick fog. He was wearing a white robe, his face was as cold as ice and snow, his whole body exuded coldness, and his temperament was cold and noble. His face was exactly the same as Xu Fengzhi's.
Then a man wearing a wide purple robe appeared. He was bald, surrounded by demonic energy, with golden eyes and diamond-shaped pupils. His skin was pale, and his aura was cold and terrifying. He looked exactly like Xu Fengzhi.
Then another man with light golden hair appeared from the thick fog on the other side. He was wearing silver-white armor, ring earrings, and black robes with Taotie totems. He had red demonic patterns at the corners of his eyes, and his aura was terrifying. His face was exactly the same as Xu Fengzhi's.
One by one, tall figures emerged from the thick gray-white fog. Each of them possessed the cultivation level of an Immortal Emperor. They all had the same face as Xu Fengzhi, but each of them was like a puppet, with cold and empty eyes.
Chihiro was horrified as they surrounded her.
Are they all Xu Fengzhi's clones?
How many clones did he create?
Now is not the time to think about how many clones he has. What should she do now? Even if she wasn't injured, she might not be able to beat even one of them. Right now, she's weak all over and has no strength at all. What should she do?
A pair of empty eyes stared at her, sending chills down her spine.
A strange space, shrouded in thick fog, with flowers blooming on the ground.
In the center of this space, on a huge rock that resembled an altar, sat a girl of stunning beauty. The girl looked terrified, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
A group of identical-looking men surrounded the girl. Each of them stared at her with emotionless eyes, like a dead man.
The girl trembled; she was like a lamb thrown into a pack of wolves.
They will be torn apart and eaten in an instant, leaving not even bones behind.
"What...what do you want to do?" Chihiro's voice trembled. She was too weak. At this moment, she didn't look like a demon god at all, but like a weak woman who couldn't even kill a chicken.
The shirtless red-haired man walked up to her, looked down at the weak Chihiro, and suddenly grabbed her by the neck, lifting her up with one hand.
"Let go..."
Chihiro looked pained and pounded on the man's strong arms with both hands, but she couldn't muster any strength.
hateful!
Is she going to die here?
The grayish-white fog thickened, and from within it came the girl's screams.
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Ayao flew forward relentlessly along the causal line, brute forcefully clearing any obstacles she encountered. She seemed determined to slay any god or Buddha she faced.
Suddenly, her heart clenched with pain.
She stopped, as if she heard a shrill scream, but she couldn't feel anything around her, so the scream seemed to be just her imagination.
Ayao shook her head, deciding that she still needed to find the Lord of the Black Nest first.
The phoenix wings behind her shimmered with dazzling celestial light, increasing her speed more than tenfold. Like golden lightning, she sped forward, traversing countless folded spaces until she arrived at a place where she saw the corpse of the Demon Emperor Tianluo.
The Demon Emperor Tianluo lay amidst a pile of bones, his body drained of blood. His corpse was a gruesome sight, and it was unclear who had killed him. Ayao felt no pity for the Demon Emperor Tianluo; that bastard had once tried to steal the Reincarnation Pearl and kill her.
If it weren't for the bigger picture, we would have killed him long ago.
She also reminded him that this was not a place he could come to casually. He had coveted the Sword of No Life and was killed here, which was a fitting end for him.
Ayao glanced at him a few times, then continued on her way. She also encountered other people who had entered the Thunder Emperor's Tomb. Many of them had been drawn in by the gravity of the grayish-white mist, while others had come with the intention of finding treasure.
Ayao ignored them and walked right past them without them noticing.
Finally, she arrived at a place.
This is a spatial barrier shimmering with azure light. The barrier is covered with countless layers of restrictions. As soon as A Yao arrived here, she summoned the Reincarnation Pearl.
The Reincarnation Bead emitted a dazzling nine-colored light, and nine flying swords shot out from it. These nine flying swords were extremely powerful, and they broke through the layers of restrictions in an instant, creating a passage.
Ayao immediately transformed into a long rainbow and flew into the passage.
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Endless thunder, endless skeletons, endless gray-white mist.
The silver-haired, golden-eyed man held a blood-red longsword and looked coldly at the kneeling Black Nest Lord.
His entire body was crackling with lightning, and streaks of red lightning spread out in all directions from beneath his feet. Above his head, enormous thunder dragons surged in the clouds, accompanied by continuous rumbling thunder.
The Lord of the Black Nest looked extremely disheveled; his long purple hair was in disarray, his face was as pale as paper, and blood kept gushing from his mouth.
"No matter how much you struggle, the outcome will not change; you are no match for me," the Thunder Emperor said coldly.
Just as he was about to devour the Lord of the Black Nest, countless cracks appeared in the sky, followed by a large hole. Nine flying swords, each gleaming with a different light, hurtled towards the Thunder Emperor with terrifying power.
The grayish-white mist was swept away by the sword energy, revealing this world ruled by thunder.
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