This Spirit King is completely different from the other Evil Cultivators.

Just standing there with his hands behind his back, he exudes an aura of extreme majesty and terror. It’s the imposing momentum forged from the baptism of mountain corpses and blood seas, with the authority to decide life and death with a single word!

Even more so.

In the eyes of everyone, the surging Yin Evil Qi behind the Spirit King seems to transform into a boundless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as if it will collapse in the next moment, engulfing and devouring all of them completely!

Directly transforming them into one within that mountain of corpses and sea of blood!

This feeling caused many of the Daluo Sect disciples present to turn pale with fright, involuntarily retreating several steps, casting uncertain and wary looks at the Spirit King!

Even Yan Zhengze’s expression changed.

This Spirit King is the strongest being he has encountered since arriving at the Withered Forest. However, he is a Human Immortal Cultivator and a disciple of the Daluo Sect, so how could he easily admit defeat and retreat?

"Good!"

"Let me test what skills you, the Spirit King, truly have!"

Yan Zhengze shouted coldly, the Sword Qi around him became even more tumultuous, surging. It also transformed into a great wave, surging forward to collide with the surging Yin Evil Qi.

The two forces collided fiercely, emitting a cracking explosive sound, twisting and distorting the surrounding space, with neither giving way.

Seeing this scene, the Daluo Sect disciples instantly regained confidence.

"Please!"

Yan Zhengze pointed with his long sword.

"Enough talk, let’s begin!"

The Spirit King stood there, unmoved.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengze’s heart raged.

Though the Spirit King possessed Great Divine Techniques, Yan Zhengze himself was undefeated after several battles, yet the Spirit King’s demeanor showed he did not regard him at all!

He roared furiously, twisting his long sword in his hand.

Then, the Sword Qi enveloping the atmosphere around him suddenly gathered, spiraling rapidly, transforming into a vivid, finely textured green wolf hundreds of feet long!

And Yan Zhengze’s body simultaneously melded into the green wolf’s form!

Slowly, Yan Zhengze’s eyes snapped open with a boom. The Sword Qi green wolf he condensed then erupted with a heaven-shocking light, its massive figure rushing violently towards the Spirit King!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The green wolf stepped fiercely, its paws imprinting remarkable, terrifying claw marks onto the ground. Such momentum caused everyone to lose their composure. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Sword Wolf Strike!"

Kong Jing was also slightly moved!

This strike was formed from condensed Sword Qi, with great power.

"How will the Spirit King respond to this move?"

Everyone’s gaze couldn’t help but look forward.

They saw the Spirit King standing there, hands behind his back, seemingly unprepared.

"He’s doomed! Senior Brother Yan’s move will definitely pulverize him, shattering him to pieces!" Yuan Chong sneered mockingly.

At this moment.

Yan Zhengze already charged swiftly to the Spirit King’s front, raising his large hand. His sharp claw turned over and crushed down directly towards the Spirit King’s head!

"Boom!"

A tremendous rumbling erupted.

It resembled a thunderbolt resonating, with the two at the center, soundwaves sweeping outward like waves.

Those nearby couldn’t bear the loud explosion, their Qi Blood surging violently as they retreated. A few heavily injured Evil Cultivators were flung away like straw.

On the Daluo Sect’s side, Kong Jing staggered back repeatedly, only stabilized by Ye Qingchen’s support.

"How is it?"

"Who won?"

Everyone watched intently, eager to know the result.

Yuan Chong sneered, "He dares compares himself to Senior Brother Yan? Senior Brother Yan could kill him with just one slap!"

Qiuyuan and others nodded repeatedly. In their view, Yan Zhengze’s Sword Qi-condensed strike was incredibly powerful, practically invincible at the same level!

The Spirit King was definitely doomed!

However.

Before the smiles appeared on the Daluo Sect members’ faces, they froze completely.

The dust cleared ahead, revealing the scene within the field:

The Spirit King was standing there, his feet rooted to the ground, the earth around him completely shattered, covered with radial cracks. Surrounding him was a massive black skeleton!

The green wolf Yan Zhengze transformed into struck the skeleton, but the Spirit King stood there unscathed, unmoved.

"How is that possible?"

Yan Zhengze’s face was filled with shock.

He never imagined that his full-power strike would not harm the opponent in the slightest!

As shock filled his heart, he suddenly felt a chill sweeping over, chilling him to the core. Yan Zhengze looked up sharply, seeing the Spirit King standing with a playful expression:

"You’ve made your move, so now it’s my turn, isn’t it?"

With that said.

In the unbelievable gaze of the crowd, his right hand flipped, striking down directly.

This slap seemed light and unforced, as if lacking any strength, but later on, it seemed as if Dark Heaven descended, like the ancient mountain god lifting Buzhou Mountain to smash down.

"Not good!"

Yan Zhengze’s face lost all color in shock, attempting to retreat, but it was too late.

Facing the fierce trampling of a palm strike, he could only barely lift his Qinglang’s right claw, trying to withstand the blow.

"Boom!"

Palm and claw collided, erupting in a terrifying loud explosion.

The entire Broken Secret Realm suddenly shuddered violently at this moment. The surrounding ground seemed to turn into a raging sea, trembling intensely. The vast Yin Water Cold Pool surged with great waves.

At this moment.

It was as if time was frozen.

In the depths of everyone’s eyes, the Qinglang, condensed from Yan Zhengze’s entire Sword Qi, upon contact with the Spirit King’s palm, could no longer sustain its strength and was directly blasted apart, dispersing into clouds of Qi in all directions!

Thereafter.

Yan Zhengze, who bore the brunt of it, was completely thrown off balance by this palm strike, shooting out like a cannonball, breaking through the pervading Yin Evil Qi, and fell beyond the Broken Secret Realm, his life or death uncertain.

A deathly silence enveloped the area, filled with shock and terror.

The Daluo Sect disciples, who were originally full of excitement, suddenly froze, as if they had seen a ghost. Yuan Chong, who was the most aggressive, turned pale and staggered back several steps, nearly collapsing to the ground.

The evil cultivators in the field, in contrast, were ecstatic with delight.

In the Broken Secret Realm, Powerful Qi surged and swirled wildly. The Spirit King slowly withdrew his right hand and smiled at the Daluo Sect disciples who were beyond shocked, speaking sinisterly:

"Now, tell me, who does the Yin Water Cold Pool belong to?"

Their strongest, Yan Zhengze, couldn’t even scratch the Spirit King with all his might and was instead sent flying by a single palm strike. How could they not be shocked by the other party’s revealed cultivation?

How could they not be afraid?

"The Yin Water Cold Pool is yours!"

Faced with the imposing Spirit King, the crowd trembled, and eventually, Qiuyuan braced herself, stepped forward, cupped her hands, and spoke. With Yan Zhengze’s fall, being another leader, she naturally could represent the opinion of the other disciples.

"Hahaha!"

The Spirit King laughed loudly, his laughter full of mockery and disdain.

Hearing this, the Daluo Sect disciples clenched their fists but dared not speak a word in anger. No matter how furious, in the face of the Spirit King’s mighty power, they dared not utter a single "no" and could only obediently retreat to the outside of the Broken Secret Realm.

From the moment Yan Zhengze was defeated, they knew the Yin Water Cold Pool was completely out of reach. They couldn’t win in a fight, nor seize by force, so why wouldn’t they leave? Especially Yuan Chong, who wished he could bury his head in his chest to avoid being noticed by these evil cultivators.

However.

As they got closer to the exit, and Yuan Chong was about to relax, suddenly a voice echoed from afar:

"Did I give you permission to leave?"

Yuan Chong looked up and saw the Spirit King with a half-smile, along with the crowd of evil cultivators wearing mocking expressions. Instantly, he couldn’t help but wail in his heart, "It’s all over now!"

The others also raised their heads in surprise.

The Spirit King, hands behind his back, said coldly: "Earlier, when you were winning, you were clamoring to eradicate us. Now that you have lost, do you think you can just walk away? Moreover, if this concerns the Yin Water Cold Pool, what if you spread the news?"

Qiuyuan furrowed her brow and asked, "What do you want?"

"Simple, leave your lives!"

After speaking.

The Spirit King abruptly stepped forward, and in an instant, his aura surged by another three parts. The temperature, already extremely cold in the Broken Secret Realm, dropped by another three parts at that moment.

A chill surged from the Spirit King’s body, and the Daluo Sect crowd felt as if the cold wind had penetrated their bones, their entire body’s blood seemed to freeze.

They saw black mist swirling around the Spirit King, within which appeared faces akin to evil ghosts, as if demons from the Nine Netherworld had come to devour people!

"Dream on!"

Seeing this scene, Qiuyuan knew she could no longer avoid it, and exchanging a glance with several other Daluo Sect disciples, she gritted her teeth, immediately released True Qi, and turned into swift shadows, charging towards the Spirit King!

"Fools courting death!"

However, the Spirit King merely sneered, and with a flick of his finger, a black mist shot from his fingertip, directly striking the onrushing group of Qiuyuan.

Several swift figures were directly blown back, vomiting blood, flying hundreds of meters away, and crashed heavily to the ground.

Wounding several Human Immortals with a single move!

The Spirit King’s strength was simply terrifyingly powerful!

After blasting the crowd away, the Spirit King showed no signs of stopping. He walked towards the Daluo Sect crowd with a cold smile, saying as he advanced: "Still dare to resist?"

"Since that is the case, then I shall turn you all into Ghost Slaves!"

Evil Cultivators!

Truly each one was vicious!

The many evil cultivators present grinned maliciously at his words. Especially the Corpse King Zhang Ren, whose eyes shone with a trace of schadenfreude.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

With hands behind his back, the Spirit King walked forward. His every step, like a drum, hammered in the hearts of the Daluo Sect crowd, making their faces grow even paler. Not only were they about to perish here, but even in death, they would be turned into Ghost Slaves!

What could they do!

Yuan Chong, unable to bear the pressure of life and death any longer, his legs went soft, and with a loud thud, knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "Great Spirit King, please spare me!"

"Hahaha!"

At this moment.

The evil cultivators in the field could not help but burst into loud laughter.

Watching the previously arrogant Daluo Sect disciple now kneeling to beg for mercy, they felt the resentment and anger pent up in their hearts dissolve instantly, making them feel vindicated!

Qiuyuan stood there, her face pale, observing Yuan Chong kneeling and pleading, and hearing the jesting laughter around her, she felt deep bitterness in her heart. But she no longer had the standing to reproach Yuan Chong, knowing she might also meet her end here any next moment!

The other Daluo Sect disciples, witnessing this scene, were equally disheartened, unable to fathom how events had unfolded this way.

As many evil cultivators believed victory was assured, having completely seized control of the Yin Water Cold Pool, and that no one could challenge them anymore.

Suddenly, a voice interjected.

"You all seem to be celebrating too early, I haven’t made a move yet!"