King of Assassins-Chapter 906 - 643: Big Shots

The Flying Eagle Battleship patrolling outside the atmosphere projected tens of thousands of sensors into the Nether Sea area.

Through these dragonfly-sized sensors spread across the area, the people aboard the Flying Eagle Battleship barely managed to observe the situation on the battlefield.

Until Shui Yunling wielded the Profound Nether Sword, unleashing a sea-splitting strike.

It was no exaggeration; the mist above the Nether Sea was swept clean by this sword, and a sword mark over a thousand kilometers long split the vast surface of the Nether Sea.

Various sensors and satellites captured this moment clearly.

The sight of the boundless Canghai splitting into two was particularly spectacular.

The Paladins on the Flying Ship all felt a surge of spirit. With such a Divine Sword, the Evil God would be vanquished on the spot.

Nobody expected what followed to be a sudden reversal.

Just moments ago, Shui Yunling was almighty, yet now killed by a secret attack from the Evil God, her body turned into a ball of green light.

Everyone on the Flying Ship was shocked; according to the plan, they should have moved to rescue long ago.

But the Evil God was so powerful that even Shui Yunling, who wielded the Divine Sword, had died. If they went, they would just be delivering themselves.

However, abandoning comrades was not an option either.

The main brain on each person recorded action data, and if something happened, no one could escape responsibility.

While they hesitated, everyone looked towards Cao Ming. He was the Cloud Light Sanctuary Investigator and the deputy for this operation.

Logically, it was time for Cao Ming to issue an order.

Cao Ming kept a cold face but was bitter inside. Shui Yunling was dead; what could he do by going down there?

Issuing a retreat order would mean bearing all responsibility after the fact.

Right now, he couldn't even find someone to take the blame.

As Cao Ming hesitated, he saw Gao Xuan on the monitor screen rushing back.

Honestly, everyone on the Flying Ship was surprised. Sharing life and death was easy to say, but when it came to themselves, who would really choose to die together?

Nevertheless, they were somewhat moved.

Gao Xuan's heroic spirit truly stirred their blood, hard to contain.

Moreover, Gao Xuan wasn't just talking; holding the Thunder and Lightning Blade, he transformed into a straight Sword Light and charged directly into the Evil God.

The bright deep blue Sword Light pierced through the Evil God, flying out in another direction.

The Evil God grew even more furious, waving tentacles to pursue Gao Xuan.

Yuan Ping and Yuan Tiejiang also reacted. Though they considered running now, seeing Gao Xuan's heroic actions, they were too embarrassed to flee.

Yuan Ping softly chanted a spell: "Divine Emperor above, disciple Yuan Ping prays for Divine Power, to subdue evil and defend the holy path."

Cyberspace opened, silver light shimmering on Yuan Ping, who then pinched a Dharma Seal in her hand: "Profound Origin Demon Slaying Slash, slash!"

A giant silver Sword Light materialized out of thin air, striking the Deep Sea's head, leaving deep sword marks.

Next to her, Yuan Tiejiang also activated Cyberspace, lowly chanting: "Holy Light Demon-Slaying Sword, slash!"

Another silver Sword Light descended, leaving more deep sword marks on the Deep Sea's head.

The continuously heavily injured Deep Sea was already incapable of self-healing. Green liquid flowed from its head wounds, and the green eyes on its tentacles dimmed, almost failing.

Yuan Ping and Yuan Tiejiang could only watch; having connected with Cyberspace, channeling the Divine Emperor's power for a full strike left them too weakened to help.

At that moment, a flashing light flew over from the sky again.

Yuan Youyuan returned, not having time to speak with Gao Xuan, already wielding the Profound Yin Soul Slaying Whip towards the Deep Sea.

The ever-lengthening Profound Yin Soul Slaying Whip, like a black chain, wrapped around the Deep Sea's body.

The Deep Sea wriggled, attempting resistance, but heavily wounded, even resisting the Profound Yin Soul Slaying Whip was difficult.

Seizing this chance, Gao Xuan wielded the Demon-Sundering Arm Blade, five Dark Gold Arc Light Blades appeared from the void, clawing into the Deep Sea's head wounds.

The Deep Sea's mountain-like head exploded into countless green pulp under the five arc-shaped Dark Gold Light Blades.

Its fragmented Divine Soul tried to howl, but the Profound Yin Soul Slaying Whip struck it, smashing its deep green Divine Soul.

Until then, the evil, filthy aura of the Deep Sea's divine power slowly dissipated.

The Deep Sea's mountain-sized body collapsed into green ashes, scattering in the sea.

The successive blows to the Nether Sea caused it to roar madly, raising massive waves.

The terrifying Source Power impacts of the continuous battles severely shook the Nether Sea. The tsunami generated would ripple thousands of kilometers away.

Though all were capable of causing great destruction, after causing it, they were powerless to deal with the ensuing natural changes.

This is a key issue with the cultivation system: immense destructive power, but no control.

Having narrowly escaped death, avenging in the face of desperation, there was no time to ponder such matters.

After Gao Xuan retrieved the Deep Sea's Divine Crystal from the ocean depths, the Flying Ship monitoring from above finally arrived.

The Flying Ship landed to take them aboard, allowing them finally a moment to catch their breath.

Cao Ming expressed sincere apologies to Yuan Ping and Yuan Tiejiang for arriving late.

Such polite talk, Yuan Ping and Yuan Tiejiang had no mind to respond.

Fortunate to survive was already a great blessing. No, it was truly thanks to Gao Xuan. Everyone found the courage to fight to the death, thus managing to defeat the Evil God Deep Sea.

While everyone fought bloodily, Cao Ming watched from the side. Now, there was no need for courtesy with him.

Cao Ming felt awkward, so he went to the cockpit.

This time, the loss was heavy; among the sixteen Paladins in the battleship, only six survived.