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"You can't escape!" Ling Zhan's voice was dignified and indifferent, with no hints of joy or anger. Spiritual energy gathered at the tips of his fingers, causing his fingers to become sparkling as they emitted tyrannical fluctuations of spiritual energy.

"Chi!"

A light sound rang out in the air as a finger light shot out from Ling Zhan's fingertip. Accompanied by the sound of thunder, the finger light shot out in the opposite direction of the black shadow.

A flower of blood bloomed in the void. The black shadow was once again forced out. It was obvious that the direction it had escaped to earlier was an existence similar to a doppelganger.

The shadow's calm and emotionless eyes finally revealed a trace of fear. He didn't think that Ling Zhan would be able to see through his real body.

"I said, you can't escape!" Ling Zhan's voice was calm as his indifferent eyes stared at the black figure. A murderous intent was revealed in his eyes as he said, "Since you dare to attack my son, you shall leave your life behind!"

He raised his hand at lightning speed, and a palm imprint containing the sounds of wind and thunder shot towards the black shadow. At the same time, his silhouette transformed into a streak of lightning as he brandished the Heavenly Lightning Halberd and shot towards the black shadow.

A tyrannical aura had already locked onto the assassin shrouded in black fog. No matter where he fled to, he would be attacked by Ling Zhan.

"AHH!"

The black shadow let out a roar of rage and the monstrous black fog was quickly retracted back into its body, revealing a masked black clothed person. The black clothed person's body was hunched, and only a pair of merciless eyes appeared.

After the black mist was returned to his body, his stooped body became tall and straight. A wave of vast Qi spread out and the transparent snake sword loomed in the sky. A sword beam shot out and instantly shattered the palm imprint, turning it into spirit energy and dissipating it.

And at this time, Ling Zhan, who had already transformed into a bolt of lightning, was already in front of him. The Thunder Flame Heaven Breaking Halberd was as thick as a mountain, capable of shattering the void.

Boundless dark spiritual energy surged out from the assassin's thin body, like a black mist, and poured into the transparent longsword.

The influx of dark elemental spiritual energy did not cause the longsword to turn black. Instead, it made it even more transparent, as if it did not exist. However, it made Ling Zhan feel uncomfortable, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.

Ling Zhan howled as his black hair danced in the wind and his robes flapped in the wind. The Heavenly Lightning Halberd swept out with a force as heavy as a hundred thousand jin, crushing the void.

The halberd was a heavy weapon, as the sword moved swiftly and gracefully, he would definitely suffer a great loss if he met it head on. However, the black clad assassin had no way of dodging and knew that this was the case, he could only wield his sword to block.

As expected, he was sent flying by the powerful force. While he was still in midair, blood gushed out wildly, and he felt as if his bones had been shattered.

A snow-white sword aura streaked through the air, slashing towards Ling Zhan who was in hot pursuit. It was the assassin dressed in black who had forcefully blocked the attack in midair.

Although this beam of sword light had blocked Ling Zhan for an instant, allowing him to escape death, it had also aggravated his injuries and disturbed the spirit qi within his body.

In the time it took for the two of them to exchange blows, the people in the Battle King's Mansion had already been alerted. On the tall walls of the building, many arrows flashed with a cold luster as they pointed at the black-clothed assassin.

The sound of armor clashing rang out, and squads of guards rushed out, protecting Ling Yun in the middle.

Powerful experts appeared around him, blocking his escape route.

A deep beast-like roar sounded out. It was the black-clothed assassin who was no match for Ling Zhan. After being struck on the chest by Lei Yan's halberd, he instantly suffered heavy injuries, causing blood to spill into the air.

Just as Ling Yun had said, darkness was their main battlefield. Fighting against others was equivalent to seeking death. Even though he was a Martial Saint and his cultivation was not lower than Ling Zhan's, he was still suppressed to the point where he could not fight back.