"It's not that we don't want him to come out, but he and my son are still in the abyss and haven't returned yet. I think everyone here has spies on my Neptune and should know better than me that they haven't shown up yet. Once they come back, I will immediately ask them to come and clarify!" Shen Teng looked calm, strode forward, and spoke loudly to the people around him.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you make noise in front of us!" Wang Jiajie's eyes widened with anger. He waved his hand suddenly, and a demonic energy like a ferocious demon with bared fangs and claws rushed towards Shen Teng with evil thoughts. It was so fierce that it seemed to swallow Shen Teng in an instant.
Shen Jingyu reacted with remarkable speed, leaping forward like a bolt of black lightning. His palms brimmed with immense power, and he slammed down with a mighty blow. The mighty force of his palm, like a surging wave, instantly collided violently with the demonic energy, effectively dispersing it. "Wang Jiajie, you're courting death! Although the ancestor may be old, I, Shen Jingyu, am not someone to be manipulated!" His piercing gaze, like two sharp blades, locked onto Wang Jiajie, his words piercing with bone-chilling coldness. Shen Jingyu had once been a renowned figure in the prehistoric immortal realm. It was only because his ancestor's lifespan was drawing to a close that he resolutely returned to the Shen family, determined to protect the sea abyss and prevent other forces from exploiting the ancestor's passing to harm the Shen family.
"Hmph, is that so? Everyone says you, Shen Jingyu, are incredibly powerful. Today, this Demon Lord will give you a proper duel to see just how strong you are!" Wang Jiajie took a step forward, demonic energy surging wildly around him. Behind him, an immense demonic figure soared into the sky. This demonic figure's face was ferocious, and it let out a deafening roar that seemed to shake the very fabric of the world to shatters. Its murderous aura was overwhelming.
Shen Jingyu, naturally, would not show weakness. He took an equally steady step forward, and in an instant, a vast phantom sea quickly took shape above his head. The waves surged like a thousand horses galloping, and the stars twinkled in the sky, emitting a mysterious and powerful light and releasing a terrifying pressure, as if this phantom sea could swallow up all enemies.
Elder Shen Canglan hurriedly pulled Shen Teng behind him, now being closely watched by the Qingmu Spirit Envoy. Clearly, these individuals coveted not only the so-called "evil pill" possessed by Yu Kai and the others, but also the Neptune Abyss, seeking to seize the opportunity to slay Shen Canglan and thereby seize control of it. Just as Shen Canglan was secretly gathering strength, preparing to risk everything in a final, desperate battle, the temperature of outer space suddenly plummeted, as if instantly plunging into an ice cellar. A suffocating murderous intent surged from afar like a tidal wave, accompanied by a terrifying, chaotic pressure that shattered Wang Jiajie's condensed demonic image. Wang Jiajie's body staggered violently, his face turning as pale as paper. Seeing this, his subordinates frantically scrambled to support him. A trickle of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock as he stared intently at the two figures approaching from a distance.
"Who's looking for this prince?" Yu Kai, hands behind his back, appeared like a ghost, a divine being descending to earth, his aura transcendent and unworldly. His piercing gaze swept over the crowd, and anyone harboring murderous intent felt a powerful tearing force surge from the depths of their souls. This was a soul-devouring technique, a fusion of two principles, threatening to drag them into an endless abyss.
Faced with such a powerful and unpredictable attack, the weaker ones instantly let out a mournful scream, their eyes momentarily blank, and then, like a kite with a broken string, they plummeted into the void, vanishing. The slightly stronger venerables also turned pale, their foreheads dripping with sweat. They desperately channeled their spiritual energy to resist, leading the others in a frantic retreat. Even the great venerables felt an unprecedented pressure, each one as if facing a formidable enemy, their muscles tensed, not daring to slack off even for a moment.
Yu Kai finally fixed his gaze on Wang Jiajie, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt. "You're quite arrogant, but I wonder if you're capable of taking my sword!" Before he finished speaking, the Moon Spirit Sacred Sword appeared in his hand. The blade trembled slightly, as if chanting excitedly. The power of the pseudo-god emanated from it like wisps of green smoke, emitting a soft, gentle glow yet concealing an endless sharp edge.
Wang Jiajie had long been renowned, earning the reputation of "Red Flame Demon Lord" in the martial arts world. Today, he felt humiliated by Yu Kai's blatant disdain. Though secretly astonished by Yu Kai's strength, his inherent pride refused to believe he couldn't withstand Yu Kai's blow. However, he knew better than to be complacent, and he hurriedly drew his magic blade. Instantly, demonic energy surged like a surging black tide, and he roared, "You ignorant brat! Today, this Demon Lord will test your true capabilities. How dare you be so arrogant!"
Yu Kai didn't bother to argue with him. His moves were now eclectic, each sword imbued with the subtle mysteries of multiple laws. As the power of the pseudo-god surged frantically within him, he lashed out with his sword. The blade's light, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the sky, instantly streaked through the void. The surrounding space seemed as fragile as thin paper, easily severing it. The unparalleled sword intent raged across the sky, as if cleaving heaven and earth in two. The momentum was earth-shattering.
Watching Yu Kai's fierce sword strike, Wang Jiajie's lips curled up slightly, a hint of disdain revealed. "That's it... How dare you speak so arrogantly!" Then, he swung his sword fiercely, the sword's power surging through the air like a tidal wave, meeting the sword's power. "Boom!" The sword and the blade collided in mid-air, a powerful wave of energy surging like a tsunami. The faces of those around him changed drastically, and they hurriedly retreated to avoid it.
Just as Wang Jiajie thought he had successfully blocked Yu Kai's attack, a ghostly sword beam shot out from the center of the impact. Before he could react, the sword beam pierced through his brow like an arrow. He tried to speak, but his throat felt like it was choking, and he couldn't say anything. He fell straight back, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief.
"Master Demon Lord!" Seeing this, the Purgatory Demon Sect's faces suddenly changed, and they hurried forward. Two elders flashed, one on each side, quickly supporting him. They hurriedly checked Wang Jiajie's injuries. It would have been fine if they hadn't checked. Once they did, their eyes widened in anger, and they roared in shame and rage, "You... you actually dared to kill our Master Demon Lord and shatter his soul?"
"Shut up!" Yu Kai's face was filled with annoyance. He didn't bother to pay attention to them, and casually slashed out with his sword again. The two elders' faces instantly turned pale. Terrified, they abandoned Wang Jiajie's body and fled. However, the sword light followed them like a shadow, approaching in an instant, instantly enveloping them. The two elders, with peak Venerable strength, quickly turned and resisted with all their might. Demonic energy surged wildly around them, and they unleashed their weapons together.
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