The Shadow Deity Descends

The next day.

The morning light shone down, and the atmosphere in the Holy Alliance camp was solemn.

Dozens of Holy Domain Lords gathered together, with a powerful aura lingering around them.

A huge light screen was floating in front of them, showing the real - time rankings on the Heavenly Dao Golden List:

Nether Cold Divine Domain: 2,447,100

Black Crow Squad: 14,000

Cold Sky Holy Domain: 1,200

Nine Heavens Holy Domain: 1,100

What the hell?

Other teams' faith values only decreased and never increased. How come yours has even more faith values?

Is this reasonable?

"This gap... is simply absurd!" A Domain Lord slapped the table and stood up, his face ashen.

"What kind of evil sorcery did the Nether Cold Divine Domain use? In just a few days, their faith value has skyrocketed to this level?!"

Everyone was talking animatedly. Some proposed to split the troops for a surprise attack, while others advocated a joint encirclement. However, without exception, all their suggestions were interrupted by a cold voice.

"Enough!"

Empress Linglong's phoenix eyes were filled with killing intent as she said coldly, "Rather than discussing these useless strategies, it's better to get straight to the core!"

She slowly stood up, and her imposing aura swept across the entire field. Her voice was as cold as ice from the Nine Nether Hells.

"Our only opponent has always been the Nether Cold Divine Domain!!"

"Even though the mission in this battlefield requires us to kill evil creatures."

"But! It's still not too late to kill the evil creatures after getting rid of the Nether Cold Divine Domain, this big problem in our hearts!"

The whole place fell silent.

Everyone looked at each other and finally nodded silently.

Indeed, if they didn't solve the Nether Cold Divine Domain first, no matter how they fought for the rankings, they would only be left further and further behind!

"But where are the people from the Nine Heavens Holy Domain? Why haven't they arrived yet?" A senior elder frowned and asked.

"Could it be that they were scared out of their wits by the faith value of the Nether Cold Divine Domain?" Another person sneered.

"Bullshit!"

Lei Wuji stood up in a rage, with thunderbolts exploding around him. "My adoptive father is a powerhouse in the Eternal Realm. How could he be afraid of the mere Nether Cold Divine Domain?!"

"Then where is he?"

Yan Li sneered. "Could it be that he got lost?"

Lei Wuji's face turned green and then red. Just as he was about to retort, the Domain Master of the Starry Divine Palace raised his hand to stop him. "Silence."

With white hair like snow and eyes like the galaxy, he pinched a spell with his fingertips.

A ray of starlight emerged from his palm and turned into a complex divination formation diagram.

"I'll divine the location of the Nether Cold Divine Domain right now."

Everyone held their breath. They saw the Domain Master of the Starry Divine Palace closing his eyes and concentrating.

The stars around him were swirling. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Found it."

"Where?!" Everyone asked anxiously.

The Domain Master of the Starry Divine Palace's eyes were deep. He slowly stretched out his finger and pointed to the northeast direction, saying, "The direction I'm pointing to is the location of the Nether Cold Divine Domain."

"And..."

"Lei Zhentian, the Domain Master of the Nine Heavens Holy Domain... is also there."

"What?!" Lei Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly. "My adoptive father he..."

The Domain Master of the Starry Divine Palace said calmly, "He has been captured by the Nether Cold Divine Domain."

Boom!

The whole place exploded!

Lei Wuji's mind went completely blank.

What the hell?

Huh?

Are you joking on an international scale?

My adoptive father... has been captured by a small force in a tiny place?

"The Nether Cold Divine Domain dares to imprison a powerhouse in the Eternal Realm?!"

"Where did they get the guts?!"

"We must raze the Nether Cold Divine Domain to the ground and rescue Domain Lord Lei!"

The killing intent in Empress Linglong's eyes soared. She said sternly, "Pass on the order! Assemble the entire army. The target is the Nether Cold Divine Domain!"

"Completely wipe out all the evil creatures encountered along the way!"

"Yes!"

...

On the other side.

In the northeast direction.

Qin Luo and Su Muwan walked side by side. Behind them were one hundred thousand elite troops of the Nether Cold Divine Domain, looking extremely imposing.

At the end of the team, a figure imprisoned by extremely cold chains was cursing loudly.

"Su Muwan! Qin Luo! Do you think it will be useful just because you've captured me?!"

Lei Zhentian was wrapped in shadowy shackles, his face ferocious. "The Holy Alliance will sooner or later notice something is wrong! By then, you will surely die a horrible death!"

"Stop being so noisy."

Without even turning his head, Qin Luo slapped him backhandedly.

Slap!

"Ugh—!"

Lei Zhentian's head tilted to one side, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He was so angry that his whole body was trembling, but fortunately, he shut up.

I must endure!

He had already received a message from his adopted son, Lei Wuji, in his mind.

The Holy Alliance was rushing over here.

Although he looked extremely down and out now, this moment of endurance could bring about revenge later!

Qin Luo! Su Muwan! Just you wait!

Hearing this, Qin Luo's lips curled slightly. "The Holy Alliance?"

He looked up at the sky, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"They may not have the time to care about you."

Just as he finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened!

Rumble—

Black fog surged in from all directions like a tide, instantly covering the sky and the sun.

Roars of countless evil creatures came from the fog, and their scarlet eyes glowed like ghost fires.

"Another wave of evil creatures?"

Su Muwan was eager to try. "Luo Luo, let me go!"

But Qin Luo pressed her shoulder and shook his head with a smile. "Not yet."

He waved his hand.

Whoosh!

Shadowy power shot up into the sky, and the Ten Thousand Demon Banner fluttered in the wind. The totems of ghosts and gods on the banner were roaring ferociously.

"Shadowy Ghost God, it's your turn to shine."

The Shadowy Ghost God was created by fusing the bones of ancient ghosts and gods with yin energy.

Wasn't it just for this moment?

Meanwhile.

In the direction of the Holy Alliance.

"Roar—!"

A skeletal giant also appeared here.

Its roar echoed through the heavens and the earth, and the cultivators of the alliance were immediately in a complete mess!

"What the hell is that?!"

"Quickly form a defensive formation!"

Bai Wuchen drew out his Ice Soul Sword and shouted sharply, "Don't panic! It's just an evil creature!"

However, the next second—

Crack!

The skeletal giant punched down, and three Supreme - Realm cultivators were instantly crushed into minced meat!

"Damn it! This monster is at least at the peak of the Dominant Realm!"

Yan Li's face turned deathly pale.

Empress Linglong snorted coldly. A golden lotus bloomed in her palm, and the imposing aura of a peak - level Dominant Realm powerhouse burst forth. "A mere skeleton dares to block our way?"

She threw the golden lotus, which crashed down on the skeleton.

However...

Bang!!

"Roar!!"

Apart from enraging the skeletal giant, it had no other effect.

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked.

Even though Empress Linglong had suppressed her cultivation to enter this world, she was originally a real powerhouse in the Eternal Realm!

Her source of the law hadn't been weakened!

But!

When this kind of power hit the evil creature, the creature actually remained unscathed?

Linglong also retreated with an ugly expression on her face.

This evil creature... was not simple...

...

On the side of the Nether Cold Divine Domain, the skeletal giant was approaching Qin Luo and the others.

Su Muwan was eager to fight. "Luo Luo, let me go up!"

But Qin Luo pressed her shoulder and shook his head with a smile. "Be patient."

He waved his hand.

Whoosh!

Shadowy power shot up into the sky, and the Ten Thousand Demon Banner fluttered in the wind. The totems of ghosts and gods on the banner were roaring ferociously.

"Shadowy Ghost God, it's your turn to shine."

The Shadowy Ghost God was created by fusing the bones of ancient ghosts and gods with yin energy.

Wasn't it just for this moment?

Perfect! After devouring these evil creatures, the ghost god will become even more powerful!

The next second.

Roar!

A similarly gigantic shadowy ghost god leaped out of the banner. Its three pairs of arms tore through the void and lunged straight at the skeletal giant!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two colossal beings crashed into each other, and the shockwave overturned the land within a radius of a thousand zhang!

Behind, Lei Zhentian stared with wide eyes. "A demonic creature at the peak of the Dominator Realm... How on earth did this mere Supreme Realm cultivator refine it?"

Slap!

"Ugh!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped across the face again.

He looked over in a daze and saw a lollipop - chewing guy grinning stupidly at him.

"Old man, the Dean said I have to watch you here. Every time you say a word, I'll slap you."

Was this idiot actually at the Supreme Realm?

Lei Zhentian had never suffered such humiliation. As soon as he opened his mouth, "You..."

Slap!

Xiao Tian slapped him again. He seemed to have discovered something new and excitedly waved his hand. "Wow! This feeling is so familiar! It's like I've been slapped like this before!"

"Don't..."

Slap! Slap!

"You!"

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

Lei Zhentian was on the verge of fainting from crying. A tiger that has fallen to the plains is bullied by dogs.

He was even being bullied by an idiot!

"Longlong! What are you doing? Why are you the only one having fun? I want to slap people too!"

"Xueqi! Don't fight with me! I'll slap the left side of his face, and you slap the right side!"

"Okay, okay!"

Are you taking turns slapping me?

After hearing this, Lei Zhentian suffered from lack of oxygen to the brain, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

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