Duo Feng's Wicked Scheme!

The violent demonic winds filling the sky continued to sweep wildly within the cage.

Beneath the dim heavens, the brutal slaughter was still locked in a grueling stalemate.

Just as everyone was exhausting every last ounce of strength to hold on.

Duo Feng, whose demonic body stood tens of thousands of meters tall in the sky, suddenly furrowed its grotesque brows tightly.

Its keen senses, born of the Devil Race, clearly caught the disturbance outside.

The demonic patterns flowing across the surface of the incomparably sturdy Lock Heaven Net above its head had already begun to flicker chaotically and dim.

The net shook violently in waves, its power of confinement visibly weakening and loosening.

The Star Extreme Realm experts outside, along with the judges, were doing everything they could to break the net.

The time left to it was already running out.

It could not keep leisurely toying with these ants any longer.

A flash of vicious impatience passed through Duo Feng's scarlet vertical pupils.

Its hideous lips slowly curled into a cruel, greedy smile.

"Looks like I'll have to end this quickly."

It muttered with a sinister laugh, and its formerly casual, indifferent killing intent instantly turned sharp enough to pierce the bone.

Just as it was about to unleash a killing move and slaughter every prodigy present in one sweep to end the battle.

An even darker, more vicious, more heart-piercing thought suddenly took root within it.

It looked down from above, its towering demonic shadow shrouding the entire ruined desert.

Its cold gaze swept over the trembling young prodigies below.

There was not the slightest ripple in its eyes—only utter contempt and disgust.

These so-called Galaxy geniuses had mediocre talent and fragile hearts.

Their desperate attacks were limp and powerless; from beginning to end, they had been