Six Qi Illusory Devil, The Sorrow of the Clone

Inside the Demon Luo Palace on Mount Sumeru in the West, Luohu sat cross-legged on the Twelve-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus, his aura completely restrained, hidden in the darkness. Only wisps of devilish qi lingered around him.

The Devil Ancestor's gaze seemed to pierce through the void, projecting onto the battlefield.

Seeing several Great Luo Demon Venerables fall, Luohu's Quasi-Saint peak primordial spirit remained unmoved. His only concern was achieving enlightenment. The Honghuang Beings were merely nourishment and tools on his path to enlightenment, even including the Devil Race.

As long as he achieved enlightenment and became a Saint, he could completely recreate more Six Desires Demon Venerables, and even supreme Devil Race beings above Demon Venerables.

"East King Duke! You must be that variable, right? Truly as extraordinary as ever. However, I only need to defeat Hongjun, seize the Primordial World Destiny for myself, and seize the opportunity to achieve enlightenment. No matter what variable arises, I can break it with sheer power."

Luohu sat steadily on the lotus platform. After a single glance, he paid no further attention, closed his eyes, and let his spirit wander, disappearing into the void.

"In just a hundred thousand years, your improvement is quite significant."

Luohu's clone spoke. He did not stop Ancestor Dragon and Primeval Phoenix from leaving. Like Luohu's main body, he didn't care much about the lives of the Devil Race, his attention constantly focused on East King Duke.

"You're not bad either!"

"With your abilities, why not join my Devil Race? When our race unifies the Primordial World, within a hundred thousand years, I can grant you a position above Great Luo, and even achieving enlightenment wouldn't be impossible."

Luohu's clone attempted to entice him by suggesting an improved cultivation realm, but East King Duke remained unmoved.

Because he had his own path!

"We have different paths, so we cannot conspire together!"

"If that's the case, then I cannot let you live!"

Luohu's clone's demonic flames surged, and he spoke sinisterly.

"A defeated opponent dares to speak so boastfully. I wonder if the Devil Ancestor's main body can still save you this time."

With a dismissive chuckle, East King Duke said no more. He raised his immortal power and attacked directly.

The Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure Pure Yang Sword hovered in mid-air. The Supreme Yang Power shone brightly, instantly condensing into the Supreme Yang Sword Divine Art. A colossal sword of supreme magical power materialized, like a blade of heavenly punishment, cleaving down.

Luohu's clone's eyes narrowed. He rapidly formed hand seals, unleashing his demonic divine arts to meet the attack head-on.

"Boom!"

Upon collision, a violent shockwave erupted. The divine sword art shattered, demonic flames scattered, and waves of demonic power vibrated outwards, stirring the surrounding spiritual energy into a tempest like a storm from the nine heavens.

East King Duke's attack was a probing strike. He had roughly ascertained the strength of Luohu's clone. Even if it wasn't a Quasi-Saint, it was close. Its power was even slightly stronger than Ancestor Dragon, who had Quasi-Saint combat strength previously.

As expected of the Devil Ancestor's clone, its progress in the past hundred thousand years had been immense.

Luohu was the most astonishing figure in the Primordial World. At this moment, he was likely the strongest being in the Primordial World. In terms of cultivation realm alone, perhaps even Hongjun was inferior.

One of his clones was already extraordinary. Although East King Duke did not fear it, he had to deal with it cautiously.

The Supreme Yang Power was vast and mighty. The boundless sword light it differentiated was also like this, like the scorching sun in the sky, righteous and upright. Daoist spells were cast, displaying boundless might, seemingly able to eliminate all evil.

The Devil Race's methods were extremely strange. This Luohu Clone's magical power was also incomparably strong. As he unleashed his divine abilities, devilish qi surged, and man-eating demonic heads materialized around him and flew out.

The two's magical powers were comparable. Their Dao and Demon divine abilities were evenly matched. The moment they clashed, the heavens and earth turned dark.

On the other side, Ancestor Dragon and Primeval Phoenix had already arrived at Primeval Kirin's location. The Three Ancestors had gathered. Although they were all disturbed by karmic sin, they were, after all, at the Quasi-Saint realm. Dealing with three of the Seven Emotions Heavenly Demons together was still a sure thing.

In just a few dozen rounds, the Three Ancestors had unleashed their respective spiritual treasures and successfully killed the three Heavenly Demons on the spot.

Not far away, the battlefield between East King Duke and Luohu Clone was filled with unparalleled might that shook the surrounding area. The Three Ancestors were all greatly shocked. Especially Primeval Phoenix and Primeval Kirin, who secretly perceived the situation and were horrified to discover that any one of the combatants, even in their prime, seemed somewhat inferior when compared to their Quasi-Saint selves.

Primeval Phoenix exclaimed, "This Daoist's divine abilities and spells are extraordinary. He is truly a Great Supernatural Being. With the combat power of a late-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, I am far inferior."

Primeval Kirin asked Ancestor Dragon, "Daoist Ancestor Dragon, since you know this Daoist, do you know his origin and name?"

Ancestor Dragon's eyes were also somewhat complex at this moment. After a pause, he said, "Mount Fang Island in the East Sea, Supreme Yang Dao Lord, East King Duke!"

"So he is actually a cultivator from the Four Seas. Is he really just a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal?"

Primeval Kirin was full of disbelief.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, I fought Supreme Yang Daoist in the starry sky. At that time, he was already my equal."

Now that the decline of the Three Tribes was a foregone conclusion, and even their survival in the Great Desolation was in question, there was no need to hide anything for the sake of face. Ancestor Dragon generously admitted it.

"What!"

Primeval Phoenix and Primeval Kirin were greatly shocked. Being able to fight evenly with Ancestor Dragon in his prime meant his combat power was definitely superior to theirs.

The two could not help but praise him. Especially Primeval Phoenix, who seemed lost in thought, secretly making a decision in her heart.

Meanwhile, Luohu Clone and East King Duke fought, and the former became increasingly alarmed. Tens of thousands of years ago, his main body had refined malevolent qi with great magical power and honed his clone with demonic infusion divine abilities, raising his combat power to the Quasi-Saint level. He had been full of confidence, thinking he could avenge his humiliation and kill the opponent. He never expected that East King Duke's skill would be no less than his.

He could not return empty-handed today. The clone gritted his teeth, struck his own chest, and spat out a mouthful of true demonic essence blood. Then, with a fierce roar, he transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang demonic body.

This demonic body had six faces, emanating the Qi of Six Desires in all directions. Its demonic pressure covered a million miles. This was the supreme divine ability that the Devil Ancestor had comprehended from the Chaos Illusory Devil Scripture.

"Six Qi Illusory Devil Body!"

The Six Desires Demon Venerable under the Devil Ancestor was derived from this divine ability, which showed its power.

The clone originally only had the combat power of an early-stage Quasi-Saint and was unable to unleash this technique. Now, he was unwilling to deplete his true demonic essence blood, as he wanted to capture East King Duke no matter what.

"Junior, die!"

Luohu's illusory demonic body stomped its foot, causing the earth to shake. The six Qi erupted and attacked East King Duke.

This Qi of Six Desires was extremely poisonous, capable of corrupting Dao bodies and polluting primordial spirits. Even those of the same realm who were touched by it would have their magical powers dispelled, leaving them like lambs to the slaughter.

This was the Luohu Clone's greatest trump card. Although East King Duke's expression was solemn, his fighting spirit undiminished, he spread his right hand, conjured the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner, and sent it flying above his head. Strands of silk protected his entire body.

Though this illusory devil's body was strong, and the Six Desires Qi was poisonous, it could not break through the Apricot Yellow Banner's defense for the moment.

The Luohu Clone took a step, covering a hundred miles, as if traversing the void. He raised his fist and smashed.

East King Duke dodged and retreated, leaping into the sky. The Twelve-grade Yin-Yang Dao Lotus beneath his feet flew out, transforming into a Yin-Yang Turning Wheel before him, which he grasped in his hand.

"Clang!"

A profound Dao Sound rang out. As the turning wheel moved, it manifested into Yin-Yang Dharma Lotuses that flew out, ten, a hundred... gathering into a lotus chain that shot out, instantly binding the Luohu Clone's illusory devil body.

This Six Qi Illusory Devil body, conjured by true devil essence and blood, was originally a crippled divine ability. The Yin-Yang Two Qi mutually generated, tightly locking the devilish Qi, and firmly imprisoning the Luohu Clone.

In an instant, before East King Duke, the Pure Yang Sword had transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang sword Qi and flew out. With a single thrust, it shattered the void!

"No..."

The Luohu Clone's heart and guts were shattered. After a miserable cry, silence descended.