Chapter 3613: Splitting BodiesEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Feng Tiya twisted her serpentine body and moved rapidly through space, evading several chain piercing attacks before slipping into dimensional space.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!!!"

Huh?

From the high platform, Leopard Venerable’s eyes showed a hint of surprise. "Clones? Seems a bit different."

Feng Tiya reappeared from the space, now with two identical versions of herself.

"A special clone technique. The clones possess abilities comparable to the main body, making them hard to distinguish. Her strength has improved compared to last time."

Tiger Venerable’s expression turned serious. He nodded slightly, focusing his gaze on Feng Tiya, trying to quickly identify her main body.

However, in the next moment, the clones and the main body continuously moved in and out of dimensional space. After only a few shifts, it became completely impossible to distinguish the main body from the clones.

In an instant, thousands of Feng Tiya clones appeared across the battlefield, surrounding Fang Heng, who stood within the central black undead ghost fog.

The spectators erupted in cheers.

This clone skill was terrifying.

Feng Tiya immediately unleashed her ultimate move?

"Whoosh!"

Feng Tiya drew back the string of her sea monster bow, forming a psychic long arrow at high speed. With a sharp whistle, it shot straight toward Fang Heng’s heart!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!

Countless afterimages drew their bows, and a storm of arrows rained down toward Fang Heng simultaneously.

"Heh..."

Fang Heng’s figure was hidden within the undead ghost fog. Seeing the oncoming arrows, a smirk appeared on his lips.

Skill-Death Realm Descent!

Activated!

The Death Realm Descent skill fused with the domain beneath his feet. The black breath of death, mixed with an overwhelming coercion, spread outward rapidly.

"Pu! Pu pu!!!"

The arrows struck the black fog as if hitting water, producing dense popping sounds, then sank into the fog, continuously erupting with muffled explosions.

Feng Tiya’s expression grew serious.

The psychic arrows possessed tracking and piercing-explosive effects.

She sensed that upon entering the black fog, the arrows were affected by a strange dissolving force, significantly weakening the power within them. Additionally, they were corroded by the undead energy, reducing their strength even further.

Although she was certain that a large portion of her attacks hit Fang Heng, the actual damage was less than one-third.

Continue!

Even a third of the attack’s strength was enough to make him suffer!

Feng Tiya’s expression stiffened.

She had always been confident in the strength of her psychic arrows. Even if she couldn’t see Fang Heng’s movements in the black fog, it didn’t matter.

Since the strength of each arrow was reduced, she increased the quantity.

Overwhelm him with a massive attack!

Instantly, thousands of afterimages continuously drew their bows, firing arrows toward Fang Heng’s position.

Countless arrows plunged into the black fog, producing a continuous series of muffled booms.

From the distant stands, Tiger Venerable and two others showed serious expressions.

The aura of death was incredibly strong; even from afar, they could not discern Fang Heng’s condition.

It seemed Feng Tiya had the upper hand.

But in reality, that was not the case.

The death aura spreading from Fang Heng’s domain had not weakened but was subtly increasing.

In a short moment, the aura had reached the white barriers surrounding the battlefield. The corrosive power touched the barriers, producing a hissing sound.

The dozen or so white-robed elders controlling the barriers clearly felt the pressure, their expressions slightly tense.

Huh? What’s that?

Tiger Venerable’s pupils constricted as he stared at the phantom slowly emerging behind Fang Heng from the column of death mist.

The Netherworld Gate!

Leopard Venerable and MysticTurtle Venerable also wore serious expressions.

Leopard Venerable’s seriousness gradually turned into admiration as he murmured, "No wonder you let him go first so easily, Tiger Venerable. Turns out he has a hidden ace. That lucky bastard of yours."

Tiger Venerable did not answer, only keeping his gaze fixed on the battlefield.

Fang Heng actually had that trick?

He had no idea!

On the other side of the stands, God Clan Realm Phoenix Venerable also stared at the Netherworld Gate behind Fang Heng, his expression thoughtful as he examined the mysterious inscriptions on the gate.

Not right!

That kid is abnormal. He must have been to the Death Realm; otherwise, he could not have manifested the Netherworld Gate to this extent!

When did this happen?

The Death Realm had always been locked by the Divine Realm. The only incident in recent years had been not long ago.

Could he be related to that event?

And what is his relationship with the Dark Clan?

It seemed the boy had many secrets.

He could not be killed casually; it would be best to capture him alive for interrogation.

"Ka! Ka ka ka ka ka ka!!"

As the Netherworld Gate slowly opened, the black breath of the Netherworld, mixed with death energy, poured out.

Dark figures shot out from the Netherworld Gate, trailing heavy chains of death behind them.

Gods of the Underworld!

In the corner of the battlefield, Feng Tiya’s main body’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at the life forms emerging from the undead black fog.

The storm of arrows accelerated toward the Gods of the Underworld.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!

The Gods of the Underworld transformed into shadows, dodging the arrow attacks.

However, the psychic arrows had a chasing effect. After twisting through exaggerated curves in the air, they struck the Gods of the Underworld, exploding and reducing them entirely to black death fog.

At the center of the domain, Fang Heng snorted, quickly forming an imprint with both hands in front of him.

Combine!

The death fog spread outward again.

The Gods of the Underworld rapidly rebirthed within the death fog.

Since they could not be avoided, he decided not to evade at all.

After rebirth, the Gods of the Underworld directly charged toward Feng Tiya’s sea monster clones.

Forward!

"Whoosh!"

Fang Heng simultaneously flashed forward, rushing toward one of the sea monsters.

Feng Tiya stared at Fang Heng’s figure emerging from the black fog.

"Here you are! Finally found you!"

"Focus fire on him!"

The countless psychic arrows in midair instantly redirected toward Fang Heng.

Fang Heng squinted his eyes, opening his right hand as the terrifying death aura condensed rapidly in his palm, forming a black Death God scythe.

"Whoosh!!!"

The scythe slashed through the air, leaving a streak of pure black light.

"Boom!!!!"

The dark streak collided with the dense psychic arrows, exploding midair. From the explosion point, waves of black energy rippled outward.

Feng Tiya’s main body’s heart skipped another beat.

What!

In the next instant, countless Gods of the Underworld surged out from the shattered black fog waves.

The Gods of the Underworld immediately broke through the psychic arrow defense net woven by the sea monster clones.

The sea monster clones emitted a faint white glow on their surfaces, attempting to enter dimensional space to evade.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!

Almost simultaneously, the Gods of the Underworld vanished from their positions and reappeared behind the sea monsters, their death scythes slashing.

"Bang! Bang bang!!!"

The death aura struck the sea monster clones’ defensive barriers, instantly shattering them, then forming black fog that completely enveloped the clones.

Heavy black chains appeared on the surface of the sea monster clones, connecting to the black chains extending from the Netherworld Gate.

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