157: The one I killed with so much difficulty was just a clone!

At this moment, Blood Skull Demon King had expanded beyond recognition, his body soaring into the clouds, and his two legs transformed into surging rivers of blood, spreading wantonly across the ground.

Each time a living being was swallowed by the river of blood, a new, pained human face would appear on his skin.

"Look, look!" The Demon King casually tore off a finger, and when it landed, it transformed into a miniature version of a small demon king.

"This is art, this is creation!"

The seven Great Abyss Lords had long since retreated tens of thousands of miles away, observing the battle from a distance.

Lord of Eternal Silence gazed at the collapsing world, a rare expression of awe appearing on his face:

"Every time I see Blood Skull act, our previous actions seem like child's play."

Lord of Eternal Silence was busy using his "Annihilation Power" to repair his lower body, which had been shattered by the shockwave, and couldn't help but complain:

"Seriously, next time, can you give us a heads-up before you make a move? I almost got wiped out by our own side's ultimate move."

Lord of the Underworld, on the other hand, looked calm, smiling as he pulled out the Netherworld Codex from his embrace, gently caressing the cover and muttering to himself:

"Wow, so many, many have died."

Then, as if speaking to the book, his tone was incredibly doting:

"Be a good eater, eat more, grow up quickly, you are my beloved."

Lord of Deception was conjuring a dagger as black as ink, moving erratically among the Heavenly Lords.

He was still calculating in his mind: When should he launch another sneak attack? That scene would definitely be interesting.

Just as Tianwu World was about to be completely lost, a clear and resonant phoenix cry suddenly echoed from the heavens.

A seven-colored glow pierced through the bloody sky, and wherever it passed, the boiling sea of blood miraculously calmed down.

"This is..." Martial Zenith Heavenly Lord looked up at the sky excitedly,

"Old Ancestor Qixia has emerged from seclusion!"

Within the glow, a seven-colored phoenix with a wingspan of ten thousand zhang gracefully descended.

Every feather shimmered with the flames of the purification law, and wherever its tail feathers brushed, the polluted land regained its vitality.

A woman in palace attire stood on the phoenix's back, holding a jade pure bottle, which she gently tilted—

"Purifying Nectar."

Raindrops containing the essence of Life scattered down, and each drop that landed on Blood Skull Demon King's body burned a huge hole.

The Demon King roared in pain, and the mountains and rivers he had assimilated also seemed to gain consciousness, beginning to resist violently.

"Old woman!" Blood Skull Demon King was furious, lunging at the phoenix with his claw,

"I'll use your bones to make myself a new throne!"

Old Ancestor Qixia did not dodge, merely tilting the jade pure bottle slightly.

The mouth of the bottle instantly erupted with a suction force that swallowed the heavens and earth, actually drawing the Demon King's entire arm directly inside!

"What the hell is this?!" The Demon King was both shocked and enraged, discovering that his severed arm could not regenerate.

"What exactly is the origin of your magic treasure?"

The woman in palace attire finally spoke, her voice ethereal and distant, as if from beyond the ninth heaven:

"This was formed from the first drop of clear water nurtured when my Tianwu World was created."

She gently shook the jade pure bottle, and from within the bottle came the Buddhist chants of millions of resentful souls being transcended.

"It specializes in dealing with evil beings like you."

Blood Skull Demon King's roar shook the heavens, and the entire Tianwu World trembled with hisroar.

His body, pieced together from countless skeletons, twisted violently, as if unseen forces were tearing at his soul.

"You think a single drop of water can suppress this King?!"

He suddenly opened his blood-red maw and spewed out a crimson torrent that spanned the sky.

The torrent was mixed with the grievances of billions of living beings, and wherever it passed, even space was corroded with pitch-black cracks.

Old Ancestor Qixia's expression changed slightly, and the seven-colored phoenix flapped its wings and soared high, narrowly dodging this fatal blow.

Unfortunately, the three hundred cities below were annihilated in the blood-light, turning to ash.

Tens of millions of common people didn't even have time to let out a scream before they instantly vanished.

"Old Ancestor, be careful!" Martial Zenith Heavenly Lord suddenly shouted.

Just then, from where Blood Skull Demon King's arm had been severed, countless wriggling fleshy tentacles emerged.

These tentacles grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, they condensed into a brand new giant arm, hideous and terrifying, its surface covered with distorted human faces.

"Hahahahaha!" The Demon King laughed wildly, beating his chest,

"This King possesses an immortal and indestructible body! You ants, do you really think you can kill me?"

At this critical juncture, Wen Tian Sword Master suddenly transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky.

His white robes fluttered, and the ancient sword in his hand erupted with unprecedented brilliant light.

"Sword Dao without limits, asking-the-heavens Nine Forms—"

As the sword art was activated, nine scorching suns suddenly appeared in the sky.

Each sun contained a completely different sword intent: some were fierce and domineering, others soft and ethereal, constantly changing.

"Nine Suns Shining Together!"

The nine suns fell in unison, like a divine punishment descending.

Blood Skull Demon King's expression finally changed, and he hastily conjured blood shields to block.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Nine earth-shattering explosions followed, and the entire Tianwu World was engulfed in dazzling light.

When the light gradually dissipated, Blood Skull Demon King's massive body was riddled with holes, and countless skeletons fell from his wounds.

In the distance, the eight Lords witnessed this scene.

Scarlet Lord frowned and spoke, "Are we just going to watch?"

Lord of Deception, however, merely smiled and shook his head: "Otherwise, what? You want to disturb the Lord's mood?"

"You should know, what the Lord likes to hear most is people's despair."

"When they've exhausted all their strength, thinking they've finally killed the Demon King, and they're celebrating..."

"Only to discover that it was just a clone."

"That's what true despair is."

At this moment, Lord of Eternal Silence also spoke, with a hint of confusion in his tone:

"More than that, I'm more curious about what's going on with this world? Why are old guys popping up one after another?"

"First Martial Zenith Heavenly Lord, then Wen Tian Sword Master, and now that 'Old Ancestor'..."

"Are we going to have some 'Great Ancestor' or something later?"

Hearing this, the other seven Great Lords fell silent for a moment.

Huang Yi Lord spoke with some hesitation:

"Not sure? More than that, I'm more curious about what Myriad Mirrors is thinking."

"How did he so sure that we could take this world?"

"With these old monsters popping out one after another, I even doubt if Myriad Mirrors came in person, whether he could take it down is questionable."

"Or... did Abyss Demon God mess up his brain and send us to the wrong world?"

Lord of Sin shook his head, his tone calm:

"Who cares if he sent us to the wrong one. From now on, this world belongs to our Calamity Court."

The remaining seven Great Lords nodded in agreement.

Just then—

In the center of the battlefield, Blood Skull Demon King's broken body suddenly stopped struggling.

Cracks rapidly spread across his body, and dark red light emanated from the fissures, as if a volcano about to erupt was hidden within him.

"Something's wrong..." Wen Tian Sword Master's white robes fluttered without wind, and his expression changed drastically.

"Everyone, retreat quickly!"