Above the vast sky, endless crimson clouds suddenly appeared.
In just an instant, they had already enveloped the entire Cloud Sea.
"Crimson Flame Immortal Venerable Zhang Zhiliang, cultivated in the Dao for 683 years. Established the foundation with the unique treasure 'Sleepless Pupil,' achieved the Golden Elixir with the 'Infinite Array.'"
"Seized the 'Monocular Paradise' and attained the Nascent Soul."
"Sacrificed the 'Soul of Crimson Flame' to integrate with the Dao."
"Fortunate to face heavenly punishment, returning the Dao to the heavens!"
...
With the backdrop of the ominous signs of the Dao Integration Immortal Venerable filling the sky, a dark figure quietly appeared.
Zhang Zhiliang's body turned into a drop of thick ink, wriggling its way back into his hands.
Then, its gaze turned towards the Cloud Sea below.
At this moment, all the cultivators who witnessed this scene in the Cloud Sea were initially stunned.
Soon after, an unstoppable fear arose from within them.
It made their bodies tremble, and their souls shiver.
"Soul of Heaven and Earth, Ink Slaughter!"
For some reason, another Soul of Heaven and Earth suddenly descended.
With a casual strike, it obliterated Zhang Zhiliang, who had already succeeded in Dao Integration.
Seemingly unsatisfied, it targeted the myriad beings in the Cloud Sea!
Ink Slaughter gently pointed towards the nearby space.
"Heavenly Yang One..."
Before uttering his last words in this life, Tianyang, who had barely escaped death under the Zhan Qianmo's Purple Thunder, was engulfed by the thick ink.
Once again, signs of a cultivator falling from the sky appeared.
However, countless black particles emerged from Ink Slaughter's body.
These black particles danced and flew, surging into the sky, covering the entire firmament.
True darkness had descended.
The black particles continued to multiply, like a gigantic black curtain, shrouding the entire Cloud Sea.
Then, they pressed down towards the ground, devouring everything.
This terrifying scene caused the cultivators on Wanxian Island to reveal their ugly sides under extreme fear.
Just like the previous world-exterminating event caused by Ink Slaughter, some completely lost the courage to resist, sitting on the ground, waiting for despair and death.
Some harbored resentment, attacking the black ink continuously, trying to find a glimmer of hope.
Some laughed and cried, seemingly shocked and confused by this sight.
"It had to come sooner or later."
Li Fan once again became the one completely different from the other cultivators.
He avidly and greedily observed the scene of Ink Slaughter eroding everything, unwilling to miss even a fraction.
Before the black particles, any spells and techniques lost their effectiveness, and the only outcome was assimilation.
Life, spiritual energy, matter...
Everything became nutrients for its proliferation.
"It's truly terrifying and awe-inspiring..."
Seeing Ink Slaughter in action again, Li Fan was still shocked by its methods.
"If I could achieve the Golden Elixir through the method of Ink Slaughter, my killing power should not be weaker than anyone here." Li Fan thought to himself.
Concentrating on the black particles descending from the sky, Li Fan's expression was infatuated.
While Li Fan was immersed in enlightenment, another figure was flying excitedly over Wanxian Island, using the Seven-Colored Leaving Shadow Stone to record the scene before the world's end.
"Wonderful! Wonderful! Originally, I thought the destruction of Crimson Flame by the fellow cultivators was the calamity, but unexpectedly, there's something even bigger behind it!"
"Ink Slaughter descends, annihilating everything!"
"This exclusive footage will let me make a small profit again!"
...
Jiao Xiuyuan muttered to himself, ecstatic and animated.
Suddenly, his flying figure came to a sudden stop.
Looking at the direction where Li Fan was, he exclaimed, "Friend Lin Fan, why are you still here?"
Li Fan woke up from his enlightenment, looked at Jiao Xiuyuan, and smiled faintly, gesturing a greeting.
Then, he focused his attention on the black particles in the sky again.
Following Li Fan's gaze, Jiao Xiuyuan looked at the endless black particles that were annihilating everything.
He turned back to Li Fan and carefully observed his expression.
Suddenly, he realized, somewhat shocked, "Are you also a puppet?"
"No, not a puppet. A clone?"
Gaze fixed, memories of various events since the encounter with Lin Fan flashed in Jiao Xiuyuan's mind, and an inexplicable expression appeared on his face.
"Interesting. I never thought that I, Jiao Xiuyuan, would have a day of misjudgment."
"It seems that this person's true identity is indeed not simple..."
At this moment, a strange sound interrupted his thoughts.
Following the direction of the sound, he glimpsed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"What is that?"
Li Fan, also attracted by this sound, looked up. In the sky, already surrounded by endless black particles, there were continuous booming noises.
It seemed like something was constantly stirring in the ink-black ocean, making these black particles more active and turbulent.
"That direction is..."
Li Fan squinted, pondered for a moment, somewhat incredulous.
"Yunshui Tiangong?"
The disturbance continued, and the booming sound grew louder.
It seemed like something under the black curtain was rapidly approaching.
A thin line, cutting through the black ocean, suddenly arrived with a whistling sound.
In an instant, it appeared above Wanxian Island.
The surrounding black particles were restless, trying to engulf this presumptuous intruder.
However, the black distortion around the thin line formed an extremely solid defense, preventing the black particles that could devour everything from making any progress.
"It can withstand the erosion of Ink Slaughter?! What is this?" Li Fan was shaken, looking towards the thin line that had suddenly appeared.
"Heaven-Death Sword?"
In Li Fan's astonishment, a pitch-black, murderous sword, emitting an intense death aura, revealed its true face.
The tip of the sword pointed straight ahead, and substantial death energy spewed out, forcing all the surrounding black particles to retreat.
In the direction indicated by the Heaven-Death Sword, the black particles surged, and Ink Slaughter's figure reappeared.
It stared at the Heaven-Death Sword in front, seemingly with a solemn expression.
"What kind of treasure is this? To actually contend with Ink Slaughter?" Jiao Xiuyuan exclaimed.
Li Fan's mind was even more shaken, simultaneously feeling an inexplicable excitement.
"Ink Slaughter and Heaven-Death, which one is superior?" He wondered.
Carefully observing these two, they were extremely similar, yet seemed fundamentally different.
Ink Slaughter was pure ink-black, a profound entity that devoured everything.
Heaven-Death, on the other hand, was a twisted black, showcasing ultimate madness and destruction.
The two confronted each other, and the battle was about to begin.
However, Ink Slaughter suddenly glanced down towards Wanxian Island.
Countless black particles instantly vibrated, and another figure exactly like Ink Slaughter suddenly appeared.
Turning into a thin line, it effortlessly shattered the defense of the Seven-Colored Falling Immortal Array.
Leading the ink-black ocean, it eroded everything on the island.
"This is..."
Li Fan was somewhat stunned.
Unexpectedly, in the face of a great enemy, Ink Slaughter did not forget to perform its own duties.
The sky gradually pressed down, and the figures of Ink Slaughter and Heaven-Death gradually disappeared into the black ocean.
Only the constantly undulating black particles, like waves, narrated the horror of the battle above.
Li Fan felt an incomparable regret in his heart.
"I can't witness the scene of the two great battles. What a pity."
(End of this chapter)