616: Zhang Yemei clan, surrounded and killed Shadow

As expected, in less than a moment, a figure wearing a smiling face mask appeared before her. The figure was like a ghost, suddenly appearing before Ding Lingxuan's eyes, making it impossible to guard against.

"You are not Him, who are you?"

Ding Lingxuan looked at the person before her. She could clearly sense the difference between the other party and the figure in her memory, and the other party's aura was also that of a Sequencer, just like hers.

"014 - Dream Master, who are you?"

The Dream Master was originally cultivating intently, but suddenly sensed an incomparably powerful aura.

If the other party intended to destroy it, his Virtual God Realm might not be able to withstand it!

Coupled with the aura emanating from the other party that made him sense the aura of a fellow being, he rushed over immediately.

"Reached 014 already?!"

A hint of solemnity and apprehension flashed in the depths of Ding Lingxuan's eyes, but she immediately sighed.

"Where is He?"

The Dream Master's expression sank upon hearing this. There weren't many people the other party would come here to find; besides Shadow, it could only be the Master!

"I don't have the person you're looking for here!"

The Dream Master said with a tough attitude, "You shouldn't come to me to find someone. Don't think you can do whatever you want just because your strength is a bit greater than mine now."

Although he said that, he still secretly contacted Shadow. He didn't want to fight the guy in front of him.

This was his Virtual God Realm; no matter the outcome of the battle, the losses would be his!

Meanwhile, in a very hidden desert far Outside the Territory.

This desert seemed forgotten by the world, with yellow sand filling the sky all around. The strong wind howled as it swept through, emitting sharp roars.

Grains of sand danced freely in the strong wind, like tiny blades, stinging when they hit a person's body.

The scorching sunlight shone down without any obstruction, making this desert like a giant steamer, filled with suffocating heat and dryness.

Deep within this harsh environment, countless Black Shadow Legions were charging forward madly.

The members of these Black Shadow Legions varied in build, but all exuded a sinister and terrifying aura.

Their bodies seemed to be condensed from darkness, appearing particularly strange against the backdrop of the yellow sand.

The speed of every black shadow soldier was extremely fast, kicking up large clouds of sand and dust, advancing like surging black waves.

In front of the Black Shadow Legion were strange creatures, each entirely black.

These creatures were massive in size and grotesque in form. Some had sharp claws, others had sharp fangs, and each one exuded a powerful and evil aura.

Their eyes flickered with a ghostly green light, like two will-o'-the-wisps, particularly conspicuous in the darkness.

They emitted low roars, their voices echoing through the desert, sending shivers down one's spine.

On the backs of some strange creatures sat humanoid beings, who seemed to be controlling these strange creatures.

Soon, they constantly collided and charged into the Black Shadow Legion.

For a time, shouts of killing, roars, and sounds of collision intertwined, resounding throughout the entire desert.

What was strange was that after both sides died, they all turned into black shadows and dissipated.

There was no flesh and blood flying, no severed limbs and broken bodies, as in ordinary warfare. Only streaks of black shadow instantly disappeared in the air, as if they had never existed.

But the intensity of such a battle was by no means weak. Every collision seemed to contain immense power, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

"You fellow, do you really think you can compete with my Night Demon Clan with these things?"

Above the battlefield, dozens of figures coldly watched Shadow within the Black Shadow Legion.

These dozens of figures exuded a powerful aura. They wore black robes that fluttered in the wind, like ghosts in the dark night.

Their eyes revealed apprehension and anger; they wished they could skin Shadow alive and swallow him whole.

Beside Shadow, hundreds of Black Shadow Guardss stood ready.

These Black Shadow Guardss were all burly in build, like the coldest killing machines.

Their scarlet eyes stared intently at the people in the sky—the powerhouses of the Night Demon Clan, their gaze full of vigilance and hostility.

The atmosphere solidified to the extreme at this moment, as if the air itself was frozen.

And Shadow stood proudly in the center of the battlefield, like a monarch sweeping across the world.

He stood tall and straight, with a powerful presence. His ancient well-like calm eyes quietly watched the dozens of figures above the sky, as if the fierce battle around him had nothing to do with him.

"Why not? It's just one Wang Realm Peak, three Wang Realm Late Stage, and several King Realm!"

Shadow's voice was low, powerful, and full of confidence, as if in his eyes they were just a group of insignificant ants.

Xie Wu, the patriarch of the Night Demon Clan, heard this and laughed in extreme anger, his dark eyes filled with killing intent.

"How arrogant. Do you really think you can bully my Night Demon Clan just because we are few in number now?"

As his words fell, the world changed color.

The originally bright sky instantly darkened. Dark clouds quickly gathered, blocking the sunlight.

The strong wind howled even more fiercely, yellow sand flew everywhere, and the entire world seemed to fall into darkness.

Dozens of powerhouses from the Night Demon Clan instantly rushed towards Shadow like ghosts in the dark night. Their speed was extremely fast, like streaks of black lightning.

There was no sound revealed throughout the entire process, as if their movements were swallowed by the darkness.

Facing such a crisis, Shadow also knew it was the decisive moment.

His eyes became slightly more serious, and the dark power within him began to surge.

The next moment, a deeper darkness rapidly expanded centered around him. The darkness spread outwards like a tide, and wherever it reached, everything was enveloped in a deeper darkness.

At the same time, the Black Shadow Guardss beside him also charged towards those Night Demon Clan powerhouses, but these Black Shadow Guardss were only Half-King Realm.

Under the enhancement of Shadow's Domain, they barely managed to display the speed of the King Realm.

Their bodies were wrapped in darkness, their speed became extremely fast, shuttling through the battlefield like ghosts.

"Hmph, no matter how many ants there are, they are still just ants!"

At this moment, Xie Wu's cold and bone-chilling voice came from the darkness. His voice seemed to carry a chill, making people shudder upon hearing it.

Almost simultaneously, Xie Wu, along with several powerhouses from the middle and Late Stages of the King Realm, had already closed in around Shadow.

Their eyes revealed excitement and greed, as if they had already seen the scene of Shadow being defeated.

"Now you have no way to escape!"

Immediately, these few people unleashed their killing moves simultaneously. Various lights flickered in their hands; some were sharp swords, others were powerful and sharp claws.

Their attacks surged towards Shadow like a storm, determined to completely kill Shadow here.

"Is that so? Then I shall truly look forward to it!"

Shadow's calm eyes suddenly lit up, and a charming evil smile also appeared on his face.

His smile was full of confidence and mystery, as if everything was within his control.

The next moment, Shadow's figure strangely disappeared, yet the few people did not notice the slightest anomaly.

Their attacks thus missed, and at the same time, a sense of foreboding arose in their hearts.

"Damn it, aren't we, the Night Demon Clan, the darlings of darkness? What's wrong with this guy!?"

A powerhouse roared unwillingly, his voice filled with anger and helplessness.

But his voice was swallowed by the darkness, and the surrounding people had no reaction.

"Be careful!"