Chapter 1200: A Rat

"The Radiant God King challenges the Dark God King? Has Ye Yuan gone mad? Doesn't he know that there is a huge chasm between the fifth and sixth god kings?"

"It seems there is no small hatred between them! Looks like they had a major conflict last time they entered the Heavenly Execution Pit."

"By the way, didn't the Heavenly Secrets Tower say that the top ten god kings would soon see a change? Could it be... they were referring to this duel?"

"The Heavenly Secrets Tower is truly terrifying, to be able to predict even such things. Truly worthy of the name 'Heavenly Secrets'!"

...

Ye Yuan and Sikong Shang were at daggers drawn, immediately drawing much speculation.

The branches of the Heavenly Secrets Tower were spread throughout the Divine Domain. Although the Chaotic Demon Sea was relatively isolated, news that the top ten god kings were about to change had already reached it.

The mysterious and unfathomable Dark God King rarely showed his hand in the Divine Domain, and no one knew how strong he truly was.

But without a doubt, being able to stabilize at fifth place meant his strength was certainly terrifying.

Hearing that Sikong Shang still coveted his divine artifact, Ye Yuan smiled and said, "The divine artifact is right here. As long as you can kill me, it's all yours."

"Then... I shall take it."

Sikong Shang's indifferent voice rang out, and suddenly, the sky darkened.

His voice was contemptuous of all, as if nothing in the world was worthy of his regard.

Even though Ye Yuan was also one of the top ten god kings, he simply did not take him seriously.

The blood-red sky was now completely shrouded in darkness.

Soon, everything around was pitch black, so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face.

At the same time, countless terrified voices arose.

"I... I can't see anything!"

"What's happening? I... I can't sense the surrounding primal force."

"Heavens, my primal force is rapidly draining away!"

...

Sikong Shang truly lived up to the name 'Darkness'; with a single move, it was as if he wanted to plunder everything.

Those martial artists could not see, and moreover, they felt that the surrounding primal force had been completely cut off.

Not only that, but within this dark space, their primal force was rapidly depleting, even though they were not using any martial techniques or cultivation methods.

This kind of fighting style was utterly unreasonable.

From the darkness came Sikong Shang's cold voice.

"I know you are the newly ascended sixth god king, but to me, it makes no difference! Last time, because I was in seclusion deep within the Heavenly Execution Pit, you were lucky to escape. I never expected that this time, you would come knocking on death's door yourself. Then... I won't be polite. In this darkness, die in despair!"

Suddenly, a terrifying devouring force came from the darkness, and Ye Yuan felt his own primal force rapidly draining away!

This dark artistic conception carried the power of divine law, capable of devouring everything.

All connection between this darkness and the outside world was completely severed.

After the initial panic, the martial artists finally calmed down.

They knew that the Dark God King was not targeting them.

Ye Yuan, at the center of the darkness, was the one truly in despair.

"Truly worthy of being the fifth god king. The Dark God King's martial technique is too unreasonable."

"Indeed! Can't see, can't touch, and primal force is being devoured—how can he fight?"

"The Radiant God King is in danger. He was too rash, daring to challenge a top-five god king. Isn't that suicide?"

"It seems this change from the Heavenly Secrets Tower is to remove Ye Yuan from the list."

...

It wasn't that they looked down on Ye Yuan, but Sikong Shang's move was too terrifying.

No one had ever seen the Dark God King make a move, but when he did, it shocked the world.

The dark artistic conception was already extremely difficult to comprehend, and the Dark God King had comprehended it to such a level—it was simply astounding.

Cutting off primal force was equivalent to cutting off a martial artist's lifeline.

At the realm of god kings, one relied on insights into the Heavenly Dao to mobilize heaven and earth's primal force for battle.

For a god king powerhouse, being unable to mobilize heaven and earth's primal force and having to rely solely on one's own primal force to fight an opponent was practically no different from seeking death.

Yet the Dark God King unreasonably cut off all primal force!

Moreover, this darkness could accelerate the consumption of a martial artist's primal force. With the balance tipping in his favor, there was simply no way to fight.

In their view, this move was utterly flawless.

Even if the Heaven-Fixing God King were here, he would find it a headache, wouldn't he?

Time passed minute by minute, but Ye Yuan showed no movement at all.

And the Dark God King seemed in no hurry, lurking in the darkness without making a move.

The world seemed to fall into a dead silence.

"You don't seem worried at all." Suddenly, Sikong Shang broke the silence.

"Why should I be worried? Because of this shoddy move of yours?" Ye Yuan's words were laced with heavy sarcasm.

"Heh, you're interesting, different from the people I've killed before." Sikong Shang was not annoyed and remained calm.

Ye Yuan was silent for a long while before saying, "You... killed You Wuyan. You deserve to die!"

"You mean You Sha? That kid had good talent. Being chosen by me as a clone was his honor. As far as I know, you shouldn't have had any dealings with him?" Sikong Shang said indifferently, as if talking about something very ordinary.

Ye Yuan fell silent again. He was utterly enraged at this cold-blooded bastard.

Yet the angrier he became, the eerily calmer he grew.

"He was half a master to me!" Ye Yuan said.

"I see. No wonder. Unfortunately, you will follow in his footsteps. Alright, time's about up. I should send you on your way. Bring out your divine artifact, or you won't have another chance." Sikong Shang said flatly.

"To deal with you, I don't need a divine artifact."

"Heh, such a confident young man."

Sikong Shang sneered and struck without warning!

In the darkness, a large hand silently slapped toward Ye Yuan's back.

This strike had concentrated killing intent that did not disperse, like a hidden arrow in the dark, without any prior sign.

Ye Yuan seemed completely unaware, still with his back to the palm.

In the darkness, a cold smirk flickered at the corner of Sikong Shang's mouth.

So, he was just all talk?

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Sikong Shang's smile froze on his face.

This palm strike missed!

Just now, Ye Yuan's body had oddly shifted at an angle, narrowly dodging the blow!

It must be luck!

In the darkness, Sikong Shang adjusted his angle and struck another palm toward Ye Yuan.

But it missed again!

"Heh, is the illustrious Dark God King nothing but a rat who strikes from behind?"

From the darkness came Ye Yuan's mocking words.

This time, Sikong Shang finally knew it was not luck!

Ye Yuan truly knew where his palm was coming from!

"You can sense me?" Sikong Shang's words were filled with deep doubt.

This darkness was absolute darkness; not a single ray of light could be seen.

And Sikong Shang's form could perfectly blend into this darkness.

Not to mention the eyes, even perception could not detect him!

But Ye Yuan could, against all odds!