Chapter 3614: DefeatEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The sea monster clones’ spatial abilities were instantly disrupted.

A terrifying force struck, and the clones were immediately torn and dragged into the black fog by the black chains!

"Chi! Chi chi! Chi chi!!!"

In the blink of an eye, the sea monster clones on the battlefield were continuously dragged into the Netherworld Gate, completely swallowed.

Feng Tiya realized that her clones were rapidly collapsing and was instantly horrified.

The spatial abilities had been nullified under the influence of the death fog!

The dense sea monster clones had to constantly move in and out of dimensional space to evade the Gods of the Underworld, occasionally firing psychic arrows in retaliation.

This was bad.

A fine layer of sweat appeared on Feng Tiya’s forehead.

Who would have thought the Gods of the Underworld could exert such overwhelming suppression on her clones, instantly turning the situation around?

Her clones were being gradually consumed!

If that was the case...

She had no choice but to strike with everything she had!

"Roar!!!"

Mental shock!

Almost simultaneously, all the sea monster creatures on the battlefield emitted piercing, long howls.

The mental shock formed solid terrifying wave patterns that surged outward!

Layer upon layer of dense waves overlapped, their intensity rising to terrifying levels.

The countless Gods of the Underworld stiffened instantly the moment they touched the waves.

Even the black fog was completely dispersed by the high-frequency vibrations generated by the psychic waves.

Feng Tiya stared intently at the figure emerging from the center of the dispersed black fog.

Seventy-seven!

The elite martial artist skilled in necromancy.

He was right there!

Seizing the moment of stiffness caused by the mental shock, she aimed to deliver a critical strike.

Feng Tiya had used this move on countless opponents and was extremely proficient with it.

Huh!?

What!

But in the next moment, a flash of shock appeared in her eyes.

How could this be!?

"Boom!!!"

The spirit waves struck Fang Heng, and for a fleeting moment, his vision blurred.

But this lapse lasted only an instant; he recovered almost immediately.

By now, the sea of consciousness within Fang Heng had reached top-tier levels in both intensity and breadth, further enhanced by Abe Akaya’s additional power, making him thousands of times stronger than a normal person.

The mental shock was instantly neutralized.

Whoosh!!!

Almost simultaneously, Fang Heng had precisely located Feng Tiya’s main body. His figure vanished from his original position and reappeared behind her.

He seized the opening in Feng Tiya’s attack.

"Chi!!!"

The death scythe slashed forward.

"Boom!!!"

The black fog exploded!

The death aura rapidly wrapped around Feng Tiya’s external barrier, frantically corroding and dissolving it.

Feng Tiya’s expression changed drastically.

D*mn.

Her spatial abilities had been blocked!

"Chi chi chi!!!"

In the next instant, the death chains, along with Feng Tiya and her external barrier, were rapidly pulled toward the Netherworld Gate!

"Match over."

A voice echoed from the center of the battlefield. Almost simultaneously, several black-robed elders leaped from the edges of the battlefield, rushing toward the Netherworld Gate. They swung their dark green longswords, striking at the death chains pulling Feng Tiya.

"Boom!!!!"

The heavy black death chains were severed, scattering clouds of black death fog outward.

Fang Heng glanced at the elders, then ceased his attack, ending the effect of the death domain.

The black fog dissipating across the battlefield gradually cleared.

The judges looked at the freed Feng Tiya and nodded. "Feng Tiya is judged to have lost combat strength. The winner of this match: number seventy-seven."

Immediately, the battlefield erupted in cheers and shouts like a tidal wave.

This edition of the Martial Apex Tournament was interesting.

The first match was so intense.

A newcomer had just defeated Feng Tiya, seemingly without even using his full strength.

He was definitely a dark horse!

Fang Heng lightly nodded to the white-robed elder.

Victory.

Yet he felt a strange, inexplicable sensation.

Feng Tiya was strong, but compared to Wei Qian, whom he had faced in the Void World, she was far weaker.

According to Wei Qian, his own best result in the Martial Apex Tournament had only been within the top sixteen.

Both had reached the top sixteen.

Was it really just a matter of luck?

Fang Heng had expected this match to reveal more of the other academic or disciplinary abilities, but he had defeated the enemy relying solely on necromancy and his Ouroboros clone ability.

Thinking this, Fang Heng glanced at the stands and exited the battlefield.

He hoped the God Clan wouldn’t notice too much.

Below the stands, Gideon stared intently at Fang Heng’s disappearing figure, his face dark as if it could drip water.

Could that kid actually win?

He had fought Feng Tiya before and knew her strength. Even mastering both light and dark elemental powers, he had no guarantee of victory.

No! Something was wrong!

The last time he fought that kid, he wasn’t that strong!

Could there have been some recent extraordinary experience?

Gideon clenched his fist tightly and felt a sudden jolt of realization.

Of course!

Could it be him?

He remembered that in the dimensional rift, that kid had arranged an alchemy magic array to rapidly condense dimensional crystals.

The godly figure who had impersonated him to kill a God Clan member also had a similar ability to gather dimensional energy quickly.

And that kid had a grudge against the God Clan!

No doubt!

It had to be him!

The God Clan member had to have been killed by him!

And he even dared to use his appearance and abilities!

Gideon instantly realized everything. Hatred filled his eyes, wishing he could tear Fang Heng to pieces right then and there.

Meanwhile, in the stands, Realm Venerable Nick appeared thoughtful.

The undead martial artist’s strength was far greater than he had anticipated.

He even had the sense that the kid had not yet unleashed his full power.

Especially in that final attack.

At the moment it struck, he had sensed a hint of hellish power.

Had his perception been wrong? Or was the kid deliberately hiding it?

On the other side of the stands, Tiger Venerable could no longer hide the joy on his face.

Victory!

And it seemed he had won with ease!

"Tiger Venerable, you really are unfair," Leopard Venerable said with some envy. "Turns out it wasn’t a secret ace at all. It was just a matter of raw strength, making us worry for nothing."

"Hahaha, well said, well said. Honestly, I was a bit surprised too."

"Congratulations," Mystic Turtle Venerable added. "If the match order can be arranged properly, with this kid’s strength, reaching the top sixteen wouldn’t be difficult."

"That’s true. But the trouble from the God Clan won’t be so easily resolved," Tiger Venerable said, his eyes thoughtful. He looked up. "I have other matters; I’ll leave first."

The God Clan would definitely take action against Fang Heng; precautions had to be made.

The match was over. Tiger Venerable had intended to warn him to remain on the Dimensional Emperor Island for the time being, staying in the tower to avoid trouble.

Unexpectedly, Fang Heng had already come looking for him shortly after leaving.

"Tiger Venerable."

"Hm, you did well this time."

Tiger Venerable was delighted inside, though he maintained a calm exterior. "What’s the urgent matter? Is it related to the God Clan?"

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