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The current Chief of the Ghost Mark Clan was full of mettle on the surface of life star number 9. Seeing Feng Yan disappear, he thought Bettina’s defense down there was just an empty shell that he could smash with only one strike.

However, the moment he was about to take action, he saw an electric beam zooming over. It was a spear...

Hammer was surprised. He couldn’t help but frown, raising his hand to grab the Thunder God Spear. He closed his eyes to feel.

This Thunder God Spear was the divine weapon of the Ghost Mark Clan which was kept by the Krocs for generations.

If its master hadn’t died, the Thunder God Spear would never be able to escape its master’s control. Although the spear was in his hand now, Hammer didn’t feel happy at all.

Frowning, Hammer sensed and extended his Soul Consciousness in two different directions of the planet.

He grimaced so much that his eyes reflected a restless fear.

Besides his place, he couldn’t feel vital signals from Du Lin’s and the Dark Shadow Clan force!

Hammer discolored in fright. Fear crept, flooding his heart. He hesitated for seconds before he made up his mind. He shouted, "Retreat!"

Elders of the Feng Du family around were surprised and they looked at him confusedly.

Feng Yan had gone. They could break Bettina’s defense in any minute to fulfill Zuo Lou’s order. At the critical moment when they had finally seen the dawn of victory, Hammer wanted to retreat. They couldn’t accept it.

"Run! Immediately!" Hammer growled. His eyes still had a great fear.

The Elders of the Feng Du family saw his grimace and they recognized something. Then, they spread out his order.

Battleships of the Feng Du family that had traveled thousands of miles to get here suddenly soared up into the sky. They left at max speed.

Under the extinct volcano, Bettina felt unbelievable, her wrinkles twitching.

At the moment Feng Yan left, she thought she had to die here. Without an Incipient God Realm expert to support her while she had no special skills in fighting, she couldn’t resist Hammer. All Potion and Tool Pavilion’s warriors standing with her here would have been killed by Hammer and his Ghost Mark warriors.

At the tensest, dangerous moment, Hammer and his Ghost Mark warriors withdrew. Bettina was stunned.

Not long afterward, Zha Duo’s voice came from the fantasy mirror hovering by her. He sounded terrified. "The Dark Shadow warriors in my area are all killed. No one is alive including leader Cocker."

Bettina discolored in fright. "What happened?"

"I... I don’t know." Zha Duo stammered, his face complicated. "There’s no trace or sign of a battle. I didn’t feel any energy fluctuating. The clansmen of the Dark Shadow Clan seem to have been erased in just a blink of an eye. They are all dead."

Bettina was shocked. She contemplated for a while before touching the fantasy mirror to watch Fu Wei’s situation.

Dead bodies hovered in the sky, lying on the ground. They were warriors from the Ghost Mark Clan, Potion and Tool Pavilion and even the Windstorm War Department. Corpses lay everywhere. Mountains were collapsed. Besides Feng Yan, they didn’t see anyone else alive.

Bettina paled and looked at the images in the fantasy mirror. She kept silent for a while before talking to Zha Duo. Then, she flew at her max speed towards the area that the mirror had just shown.

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Fifteen minutes later.

Bettina and Zha Duo appeared by Feng Yan. They were petrified as they looked at the bloody scene that was like hell in front of their eyes. Their lips trembled for a while before they were able to say, "It... What happened after all?"

"I don’t know," Feng Yan frowned, taking a deep breath. "Cocker, the First Sky of Incipient God Realm leader, has been buried here."

She pointed at a floating corpse not far from them. That corpse was dried up as if it didn’t have any drop of fluid remaining. It looked desperately pale with a deep fear on his face. He must have encountered something really terrible before his death. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have such a horrible look on his face when he died.

Bettina and Zha Duo looked at where her finger was pointing. They stared at the bizarre Dark Shadow corpse. They felt a chill rising in their bodies, their scalps tingling.

An Incipient God Realm expert was killed silently together with thousands of warriors from the Ghost Mark Clan, the Windstorm War Department, and Potion and Tool Pavilion. In addition to the members of the Dark Shadow Clan from another place, the number of deaths would be more than ten thousand including the warriors at Original God Realm, King God Realm, Ethereal God Realm, and even Incipient God Realm.

Who was so fiercely strong to do this?

Who was this brutally bloodthirsty?

Feng Yan, Bettina, and Zha Duo exchanged looks. They could see the fear in each other’s face. They kept silent for a while.

Long afterward, Bettina reacted and screamed, "Fu Wei’s body isn’t here!"

She was shaken and she hurriedly took out the Sound Stone. "She must know what happened."

Wisps of thoughts entered the Sound Stone fiercely. Bettina’s face became more grimaced. The Sound Stone didn’t send any sound. Fu Wei didn’t answer her.

"Don’t waste your efforts." Feng Yan furrowed her brows. "I’ve checked this place. There are three people who went missing. Xia Xin Yan, Fu Wei, and Shi Yan..."

After she found the strange situation of this area, her first reaction was to contact Xia Xin Yan. However, the same thing happened. Xia Xin Yan didn’t answer her. Then, she carefully checked the battle site. She found no trace of Xia Xin Yan, Fu Wei, and Shi Yan.

"That kid, too?" Bettina and Zha Duo were surprised.

Feng Yan didn’t bother to look at the two of them. She faced up at the dark sky and the battleships of the Ghost Mark Clan turning into black dots disappearing. After a while, she said faintly, "... An invincible expert had come here recently. He had used his thundering powers to slaughter people here. Then, he captured Xia Xin Yan, Fu Wei, and Shi Yan. As he could kill Cocker in just a blink of an eye and create such a bloody scene, I’m afraid... he’s an existence at Third Sky of Incipient God Realm. Only this kind of person could do such a thing."

"Third... Third Sky of Incipient God Realm?" Bettina and Zha Duo trembled.

Feng Yan nodded. "Yeah, it should have been an expert at that level!"

Although Agate Star Area was incredibly vast, people could count the number of Third Sky of Incipient God Realm experts using just one hand. Even though it has been one thousand years, it didn’t guarantee to have a warrior at such a level. And no one knew if that expert had some relationship with Potion and Tool Pavilion or the Windstorm War Department or the reason why he came to create such a terrible massacre.

But if he came for them, why had he also killed the warriors of Potion and Tool Pavilion and the Windstorm War Department? And if he didn’t come here to help, why did he kill the Dark Shadow warriors?

They had so many doubts. They observed around confused as they couldn’t figure out the reasons.

"We can’t explain this commotion," Feng Yan sighed begrudgingly. "We can only know after we contact Xia Xin Yan and Fu Wei. Through them, we would get the truth."

Pausing for a while, Feng Yan said, "The Windstorm War Department suffers a big loss this time. The battleships we’ve sent here accounts for one-third of the total number of the Windstorm’s force. It’s a tremendous loss. I have to return to the Fighting League to report this to the Hegemon."

Bettina and Zha Duo were stern. They felt embarrassed as they promised to make it up.

"No, it’s not related to you guys. I hope after we have some evidence that we can explain this to each other then." Feng Yan waved her hand, her face tired. She immediately got on a war chariot and flew into the immense sea of stars.

Bettina and Zha Duo looked at Feng Yan as she was leaving. Then, they began to connect the people who had a close connection to Potion and Tool Pavilion. They wanted to use their wide-range insiders to know what had happened.

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It was a magical space in Shadow Ghostly Prison that was filled with light. That space seemed to be separated from the mundane world. Although it had no earth and heaven energy, it had many shooting meteors.

On a floating asteroid stood groups of palaces in alien architecture. Inside a hazy dark hall were three green oil lamps. One of them was extinguished all of a sudden...

One of the members of the Dark Shadow Clan sitting cross-legged in a corner of the hall was startled. He immediately paled and shouted, "Master Cocker is dead! Master Cocker is gone!"

His voice echoed through the lightning-fast moving asteroid. The space next to him where light streamers were flickering exploded with space slits as countless butterfly war chariots barging in. They gathered quickly and densely like clouds of locusts.

Those butterfly war chariots swayed between the space slits as fast as lightning. With various colors, they appeared like beautiful butterflies. Each war chariots carried the clansmen of the Dark Shadow Clan with pale faces.

A thin old man stood on a large war chariot with an appearance of a wailing ghost. His white, metallic gray hair swayed like sharp needles, releasing sharp energy. He had a chain decorated with skulls of different races on his waist. Those skulls hissed and hooted as if the malicious souls were still inside.

The old Dark Shadow man rode the war chariot, landing directly on the asteroid, his face as cold as ice.

This special meteorite was like a special battleship, which was still moving. Butterfly war chariots anchored. Many clansmen of the Dark Shadow Clan were traveling back and forth.

However, after he arrived, the Dark Shadow warriors who were crying quieted down and greeted him with great respect. "Master Kelda."

"Who said my brother died?" The old man looked like a screeching ghost who held a dragon skull in his hand. The ghost flame fumed from the empty sockets of the skull together with the pathetic cry of the resentful souls.

"The lamp represents Master Cocker’s soul in the great hall which was extinguished..." said a Dark Shadow warrior. He was trembling hard in fear.

Kelda’s eyes lost their focus. A flow of icy aura diffused from him uncontrollably. He rose one hand and grabbed into the void. A pale energy hand squeezed off the head of the warrior who had just answered him. The soul altar of that man whined, begging for his mercy.

"Where did my brother go? What mission has he taken?" Kelda had his murderous aura shoot into the sky. His face twisted as if he was a demon from hell entering this mortal world.

"It was a co-operation with Potion and Tool Pavilion of Agate Star Area. They came to kill the people in life star number 9 of Potion and Tool Pavilion. He contacted Zuo Lou directly. I don’t know the details," cried the Dark Shadow warrior. "Our Chief knows this. You can ask him for more details."

"Notify the Chief. Tell him I’m going out for a while." Kelda took a deep breath and stepped into a space slit.