Perfect Double Agent

The Soul King grabbed the head and placed it on his own head, then struck with his other arms, shattering the thunderclouds and restoring light to the world.

But above his head, a figure came with a sword, pressing down with his arm. The sword light whistled, like a river of time and space, cutting through the sky and stripping away the years, as if to sever the past and present. It landed on the Soul King, about to split his head open.

At the critical moment, Soul King dodged, covering hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant. However, he discovered that the seven-colored sword embryo was still falling, as if it had never left.

"The Realm of Time..."

Soul King was horrified. His pupils dilated, and he instinctively turned his head to the side. In an instant, his entire body was torn apart, blood splattering from his shoulder down. Half of his body was split open, accompanied by the pervasive light and astonishing sharpness, making him feel like he was about to decay.

"Again!"

Bai Ye stepped back, shaking off the dripping blood from his sword embryo, giving his opponent time to recover. At this level, severed limbs can regenerate, and severed parts can be reconstructed.

Soul King's old face twitched, and he grabbed the falling half of his body and reconnected it.

He remained silent, his face ashen. He stretched his body a couple of times, then rushed out in an instant, his entire being like a raging storm, as if he were releasing the resentment that had accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years.

However, the more he fought, the more alarmed he became. This young man's cultivation was definitely no match for his, but he was gradually adapting to the power at his level, honing himself in battle, forcing out his own potential, and trying to sublimate!

"You're trying to use me to break through to the mid-stage?!"

Soul King was not only amused by the situation, but his attacks became even more ferocious.

"If I wanted to break through, I would have done so long ago. I wouldn't need you!"

"boom!"

A true dragon was cleaved out, forcing Soul King to retreat. Immediately afterwards, one after another, the True Phoenix, Qilin, Heavenly Horned Ant, and Nine Nether Hound manifested and rushed over, their killing intent overwhelming.

This was a scene that left everyone in a daze, even the Soul Clan beings who had been watching were dumbfounded.

For one person to master multiple of the Ten Deadly Arts is simply a fantasy.

However, Soul King managed to break through, but he lost five arms, one leg, and still has a huge scar on his shoulder that almost cut him open.

This was nothing to Dunyi; his severed limbs regenerated instantly, and he continued to attack his opponent.

However you look at it, the ancestor's resentment is growing stronger and stronger, almost reaching the sky, and there's even a sense of frustration in him.

As darkness fell, a giant moon appeared, its bright light just beginning to shine. But it was pulled down by two enormous hands and used as a weapon to smash at the opponent. The moon was then sliced ​​in two by a sword, its immense light exploding outwards, nearly blinding everyone.

But the two were still engaged in a fierce battle, which caused the Soul Realm to collapse, and countless stars filled that area.

One day... two days... three days...

The Soul Clan members were numb. Listening to the furious roars and the incessant clanging of swords, they could only tremble and huddle together in their clan's territory protected by the great formation, watching the Soul Realm, which had turned into an endless abyss.

He was at the mid-stage of the "Slaying My Own" realm, striving for perfection and transcending to the first level, and he was still supporting an entire Immortal King's Palace. This was equivalent to fighting with one hand. Even an immortal at this level couldn't do that.

"Wait... We'll fight again tomorrow!" Soul King gasped for breath and retreated, looking completely exhausted. His entire body was covered in wounds, and there was a sword hole between his eyebrows that almost pierced his skull.

On the other hand, the other side remained impeccably composed. Despite being in a confrontation, they were like a celestial being, their face neither flushed nor out of breath, remaining calm and undisturbed.

"You!" Soul King's face turned red when he saw this scene. He was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He felt like he was being walked like a dog for three whole days. The depression in his heart was so intense that it was driving him crazy.

He was about to take the divine medicine when he discovered that the other party was faster than him. With one step, the other party appeared in the Soul Clan's territory. With a flick of his sleeve, he swept away two medicinal fields and left. It was vaguely visible that there were no less than a hundred sacred herbs there, and even two divine herbs.

This is a master of time and space, and even faster than him, can you believe it!

I'm going to kill you!

Soul King roared as he watched the figure disappear into the horizon, but it all sounded like impotent rage.

Chapter 367 Imprisoning the Cult Leader

The next day, early in the morning.

The eight-armed soul race creatures had lived in fear for three whole nights, and were sleeping soundly after exhaustion.

A sword light suddenly struck the outer magic array, causing a tremendous tremor.

"Ancestor...that person is here again!"

A terrified roar echoed through the sky and reverberated throughout the entire clan territory, causing an old man lying in a medicinal field to suddenly sit up.

"You bastard, this time I really will kill you!"

Soul King rushed out, and as soon as he stood in the sky, he saw a figure in white robes. This time, the other party was not carrying the Immortal Palace, nor did he bring the Immortal Sword. His spirit and energy seemed to be stronger than yesterday.

"Looks like you're recovering well. Don't worry, I won't kill you," Bai Ye said with a smile.

"Kill me? Try killing me and show me!" Soul King's hair and beard danced wildly, his explosive temper instantly reaching the heavens. This "Slay Me" was too arrogant!

"Ok!"

Suddenly, he paused, looking at the other person's transcendent posture and the raised, fair hand that seemed to possess a magical power that drew attention. But the next moment, with a sudden rip, the heavens and earth were torn apart.

Endless spacetime poured out, enveloping this world and radiating the vast aura of the great spacetime. Upon its arrival, this world came to a standstill, and even the Great Dao was suppressed. Even the Dao Seed that he had already merged with temporarily ceased its operation.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden light burst forth, filled with an aura of immortality, arriving in an instant.

"Boom!"

To the astonishment of his clansmen, Soul King was nailed to a spot in space, his chest pierced by an incomparably sacred and dazzling spear.

It was so fast, like a seamless sequence, flowing smoothly and perfectly, that it left no time to react.

Soul King stared in horror at the spear protruding from his chest. If that spear were to pierce his head, then he…

He fell silent.

"Stop playing dead, continue."

Bai Ye remained unmoved, dispelling the golden spear. He raised his hand and pressed down, revealing countless runes in his palm, arranged in perfect order. With a single press, the nascent world began to fall one after another.

"One hundred...one thousand...three thousand..."

A god stared blankly at the divine power that resembled a vast ocean of worlds. He swallowed hard, raised his hand, and created three thousand worlds. Although they were all evolved from laws, was this something a human could do?

"You bastard, do you want to destroy my clan's land?!"

The Soul King unleashed his Dharma form and bombarded the area, causing fragments of the world to explode like fireworks.

Then, the two of them charged back into the previous battlefield.

“Yesterday, our ancestor must have held back because of the life-saving grace. If our ancestor were to use his soul techniques today, he should be able to kill him in one blow.” An old god of the Soul Clan made this judgment, seemingly trying to save face for his ancestor’s defeat.

But the result was beyond their expectations. In just thirty rounds, their ancestor was sent flying by the bell that evolved from two words. The sound waves caused endless time to pour out, causing half of the ancestor's body to wither.

"Suppress and kill!"

Suddenly, the Soul King roared, and endless black light surged from between his brows, making Bai Ye feel as if his primordial spirit was about to leave his body.

It was an extremely terrifying primordial spirit technique. The black light materialized into an eight-armed soul beast, which was ridden by a primordial spirit and charged forward at an astonishing speed.

"Buzz!"

On the other side, another primordial spirit appeared, its body hazy, with a halo behind its head, holding a black sword embryo. The moment it appeared, time and space froze, and even the primordial spirit and the soul beast couldn't help but tremble violently.

The hazy little figure arrived in an instant, slashing down with a sword whose sharpness was astonishing, causing Soul King to subconsciously raise his arm and lift a soul shield.

"Pfft!"

The shield was cleaved open and landed on the soul beast, splitting its head in two. It was so sharp that even the Soul King's primordial spirit felt uneasy, sensing sword light and sharpness everywhere.

"The Art of Pacifying the Rebellion!"

The little man cried out in alarm and fled back. They were a race that had survived from the previous era, so how could they not know this invincible method that specifically kills the primordial spirit?

If the gap is too large, he is confident that he can resist, but the opponent's primordial spirit is as strong as his physical body, which is abnormally strong.

So the two began another great battle, fighting their way from the ground into the starry sky and disappearing into its depths. Only their roars echoed, but compared to the loud roars of their previous battle, these roars seemed somewhat weak.

No one knows how the battle went. In just half a day, the patriarch returned, limping and covered in terrible wounds.

Then, two more of their medicinal herb fields were moved away.

The third day...

The fourth day...

By the fifth day!

"Ancestor..."

With a shout from the clansmen, they discovered that their ancestor had carried away the last two medicinal fields without looking back.

Not only was that celestial being stunned, but the rest of the clansmen were also dumbfounded, staring blankly at the tall old man who had torn open space and escaped.

Where is your invincible, lawless spirit from back then?

"No... I meant to say that person seems to have advanced to the later stages, fighting with others during the Heavenly Tribulation..."

This was astonishing. When many people arrived, they discovered that the man in white had already left that starry sky, leaving only countless fallen stars, as if he had survived more than one ordeal in that sky during that time.

Is anyone powerful enough to ignore the tribulation lightning? Nobody knows, but in this era, if you dare to summon the tribulation lightning, it will come; there is no limit to the number of times. It's just that later tribulations don't have tribulation lightning liquid, something these natives obviously don't know.

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Three months have passed, and the Immortal Ancient City has been open for two years.

No matter when, this vast and boundless world is always so lively.

But while some rejoiced, others grieved. For all the indigenous tribes, this was the most difficult period of their lives.

The fact that someone could break the curse should have been a joyous occasion, but most of their treasures accumulated over many years were stolen, their medicinal fields were also looted, and even their clan's ancestor was beaten up and captured by a mysterious person.

Now, the ways in which indigenous people communicate have been completely changed.

"Was your tribe also robbed?" asked a Rock Demon in a city where the natives were exchanging ideas.

"I dare not be angry, I dare not speak out. I heard that the Silver Blood Demon Tree clan refused to submit, and their ancestor was beaten to death." Mingzhu of the Liren clan sighed softly.

"Was your ancestor also arrested?"

As a result, everyone in the circle nodded in silence. One by one, the ancestors of more than a dozen races disappeared. When the younger generation met, they would talk about their ancestors and the medicinal fields all the time. No one knew how long this process would last or how many leaders would be captured.

Meanwhile, deep within that ancient immortal world, in front of a massive immortal palace, three figures were besieging a young man, all attacking him with deadly force.

Faintly visible inside the celestial palace, one could hear the sliding of chains, as if more creatures were peeking out through the half-open doors.

Chapter 368 The Changed Stone Palace