After a day and a night of competition, the elimination round finally came to an end.
After a day of rest, the final round would begin. At that time, the ranking of the Mortal List would be set.
In the training field of the Shen Family, Shen Qing said with a serious expression, "Shen Fei, Shen Rong, both of you are the geniuses of this generation of the Shen Family. I don't want you to lose. Show me your full strength in the final round. Even if you can't get first place, you must get one of the top three."
Shen Fei had a delicate face and a slender body. He exuded a lazy aura. However, at this moment, he was different from his usual self. He stood straight with a serious expression. "Sister Shen Lang, don't worry. I will definitely get first place in the final round. I will not bring shame to Brother Shen Lang's reputation."
Shen Fei's eyes shone brightly. He clenched his fists and said firmly.
Shen Qing's expression softened when she heard Shen Fei's words. "Yes! Shen Fei, your talent is the best in our Shen Clan. I hope you don't waste the sword manual that I got from Big Brother Shen Lang. If you disappoint me this time, then go to the Confinement Hall and stay there. You are not allowed to come out for a year. "
Hearing Shen Qing mention the Confinement Hall, Shen Fei couldn't help but shiver. The Confinement Hall was a place used to punish the Shen Family. It was dark all year round. If a person's mind wasn't strong enough, they might not be able to bear the loneliness and go crazy after staying there for a month.
Shen Lang ordered people to build the Confinement Hall. With the development of the Shen Family and its influence, there were bound to be people who didn't follow the rules. Shen Lang wouldn't kill them. Instead, he would send them there to endure the loneliness. Those who persevered would change their temperament. Those who couldn't persevere would become disabled. This method was even crueler. No one wanted to stay there. Therefore, the Shen Family's people were all very good.
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While the Zhenwu Continent was peaceful, the Wushen Continent ushered in a change.
Currently, the southern part of the Martial God Continent was in a state of chaos. On one side were the forces of the southern part of the Martial God Continent, while on the other side were some people with strange appearances and demonic auras.
Those who exuded Devil Qi were tall and big. They had green faces and fangs, looking like demons. Their attacks were ruthless and merciless. Often, those who were killed by them had incomplete bodies. They were either missing an arm or a leg. Furthermore, their deaths were miserable.
The Patriarch of the Aquamoon Paradise stood in the sky and frowned as he looked down at the battle below. "Just what are these things?"
"Ancestor, these things don't seem to belong to our Martial God Continent," the Sect Master of the Watermoon Paradise beside the Watermoon Ancestor said in bewilderment.
Patriarch Shuiyue nodded. "Yes, these things are indeed not from our Martial God Continent. I wonder where they came from?"
At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and a huge figure appeared above the Watermoon Ancestor and Patriarch Watermoon.
"Tsk tsk, to think that there are two ants hiding here. It's really hard for this marshal to find them."
Seeing the huge figure, Patriarch Shuiyue's expression turned grave. He then ordered, "You go down first. Leave this monster to me."
Whoosh!
Patriarch Shuiyue extended his hand, and a sword emitting flowing light appeared in his hand. It was the Shuiyue Godly Sword.
"Tsk tsk, Martial God Continent, one of the Five Main Worlds. I wonder how it compares to our Heavenly Demon World."
As soon as the monster finished speaking, its huge body suddenly flew down. Its huge body was like a Kunpeng, covering the entire sky.
"I am the Seventh Demon Marshal under the Heavenly Demon King."
Boom!
Patriarch Shuiyue was no ordinary person. He was a Fragmentation expert, and with the Shuiyue Godly Sword, he was very powerful.
Patriarch Shuiyue and the Seventh Demon Marshal began fighting in the sky.
Their battle was very intense. Every time Patriarch Shuiyue slashed out with his sword, the void would tremble and the universe would tremble.
As for the Seventh Demon Marshal, he was even stronger. He was able to receive the Shuiyue Godly Sword with his bare hands, and was not injured at all.
"What kind of monster is this? How can its body be so strong?"
Patriarch Shuiyue's expression turned serious when he saw the Seventh Demon Marshal take the Shuiyue Godly Sword head-on.
At this time, it wasn't just the Shuiyue Paradise that was fighting. The other two major forces in the south were also fighting.
These Heavenly Demons had suddenly appeared in Martial God Continent. At first, there weren't so many of them, and they didn't attract the attention of the southern forces. However, as more and more Heavenly Demons appeared, the southern forces became vigilant. But it was already too late. The Heavenly Demons had begun to attack them.
These Heavenly Demons were very powerful, as if they had an undying body. As long as they didn't suffer fatal injuries, they could quickly recover. Only when their Yuan Spirit was destroyed would they be considered truly dead.
At the beginning, the southern forces were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses. Although they later stabilized their footing, they were already at a disadvantage. Now, the southern forces were in a precarious situation. If no reinforcements came, the southern forces would very likely fall and be occupied by these Heavenly Demons.
The battle happened very quickly. Although the southern forces had spread the news, it was impossible for reinforcements from other places to arrive so quickly.
During this period of time, the southern forces could only rely on themselves.
These Heavenly Demons were cruel and bloodthirsty. They didn't even let ordinary people go. It was as if they were plundering. Wherever they went, not even a blade of grass would survive.
Boom!
The Shuiyue Patriarch was caught off guard and was hit by the Seventh Demon Marshal. His body instantly fell from the sky, and a loud bang resounded from the ground.
The Seventh Demon Marshal smiled cruelly. He stretched out his finger and licked the blood on it. He muttered, "Hmm, tastes pretty good."
"Keke!"
A sinister laugh floated in the sky. A figure instantly descended from the sky and rushed to the place where the Shuiyue Patriarch had fallen.
Rumble!
The ground trembled, and cracks continuously appeared on the ground. Finally, a miserable cry came from the ground.
"Patriarch." The Sect Master of the Shuiyue Paradise heard the scream and his face turned pale.
Plop!
A corpse was thrown out from the ground and rolled to the feet of the Mizuki Clan Lord.
It was the Shuiyue Paradise's Patriarch. At this time, he was no longer breathing. There was a bloody hole in his chest, and his heart had been dug out.
Another figure rushed out from the ground. It was the Seventh Demon Marshal. At this time, the Seventh Demon Marshal was holding a bright red heart in his hand. The heart was still beating.
The Seventh Demon Marshal laughed strangely. He raised his head and swallowed the heart. Blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth, giving people a chilling feeling.
The Seventh Demon Marshal closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a while. Then, his blood-red eyes suddenly opened, and a strange cry came from his mouth. "Kill!"
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