"Evil King Skyshroud? Evil King Blaze? Weren't you two supposed to be in seclusion?" Saint King Wood was shocked and lost his composure.
"We were in seclusion, but we heard something important was happening, so we came out." Evil King Skyshroud smiled, and Evil King Blaze also grinned.
"You two really can't stand being bored, huh." Saint King Wood felt a sense of crisis. Evil King Darren Duan laughed, "Hahaha, the four of you won't escape today."
"We haven't even fought yet, how do you know we'll lose? You bunch of evil people!" Master Spirit Caller shouted loudly.
"That's right, we haven't fought yet, so how can we just admit defeat!" Saint King Wood snorted coldly.
"You old rascal, instead of hiding, you come out to play?" Evil King Skyshroud snorted coldly.
"Evil King Skyshroud, what? Want to spar with me?" Master Spirit Caller sneered.
"Oh? So quick—fine, I'll start things off with a battle against you." Evil King Skyshroud snorted.
Master Spirit Caller held his staff, muttering something under his breath. Suddenly, bolts of lightning crashed down from the sky.
"I've always known your technique is powerful, but I just happen to specialize in countering you." Evil King Skyshroud sneered. After speaking, he vanished—gone without a trace.
Saint King Wood warned, "Brother Hua, be careful. Evil King Skyshroud's specialty is invisibility—he can slip past heaven and earth itself."
Master Spirit Caller replied, "I know." After muttering under his breath, his staff spun rapidly around him, forming a massive lightning vortex that protected him. Seeing this, Saint King Wood felt reassured—at least this way, it would be hard for anyone to get close to Master Spirit Caller.
"Nice technique." At that moment, Evan Yang and his companions were hiding inside one of Evil King Darren Duan's treasures, but they could still observe everything happening outside.
White Moon asked worriedly, "Can Master Spirit Caller withstand Evil King Skyshroud's attack?"
Evan Yang said, "With that kind of protective barrier, he should be able to block it, right?"
Huan Wuqin said, "Not necessarily. Evil King Skyshroud's cultivation art is very unique—some say he can pass through any attack and appear right in front of his opponent, delivering a surprise strike."
Evan Yang said skeptically, "Master Spirit Caller is a Saint King—he shouldn't be so easily bypassed, right?"
Huan Wuqin stayed silent, continuing to observe the situation outside, while Master Spirit Caller watched his surroundings carefully.
Next to Evil King Darren Duan, Evil King Blaze laughed, "That old rascal really thinks he's something. Evil King Skyshroud isn't that simple—soon, he'll be nothing but bones."
Evil King Darren Duan sneered, "That's right, just watch."
Lightning continued to crackle around Master Spirit Caller. Anyone who tried to approach could clearly feel its power. Suddenly, a force appeared behind him. Master Spirit Caller spun around, gathering energy to strike the source, but it turned out to be just a decoy artifact that clattered to the ground. The real Evil King Skyshroud appeared behind him, reached out his right hand, and smiled, "You looked in the wrong place. I'm right here."
Evil King Skyshroud punched Master Spirit Caller in the back. Realizing the decoy, Master Spirit Caller instantly activated his lightning, and as the punch landed, both were struck by his power.
Master Spirit Caller staggered forward several steps, while Evil King Skyshroud was knocked backward. Both suffered injuries from the exchange.
Master Spirit Caller turned and steadied himself, smiling, "I may be old, but my strength isn't weak."
Evil King Skyshroud snorted, "This is just the first round. Next time, let's see if you can still handle it."
The crowd was shocked by their clash. Both fighters were injured, but the Evil Kings didn't care. Saint King Wood and his allies frowned, worried—if Master Spirit Caller fell, the battle would become even harder.
Inside Evil King Darren Duan's treasure, Evan Yang and his companions frowned, realizing the Saint Kings' numbers were dwindling.
Master Spirit Caller, knowing he had to win the first round, smiled, "Evil King Skyshroud, aren't you fond of invisibility? Go on, hide again!"
"As you wish," Evil King Skyshroud smiled and disappeared once more.
This time, Master Spirit Caller didn't activate his lightning barrier. Saint King Wood and the others frowned, worried that without protection, he'd be vulnerable to attack.
Just when everyone thought Master Spirit Caller would fare even worse, Evil King Skyshroud suddenly appeared above him. Master Spirit Caller instantly stretched out his right hand and shouted, "I've been waiting for you!"
Evil King Skyshroud hesitated, but couldn't withdraw his hand. The two met head-on, a massive force erupting from Master Spirit Caller. Evil King Skyshroud didn't back down, and the two—one above, one below—collided, unleashing powerful winds as their qi and strength clashed.
Huan Wuqin frowned, "If this keeps up, they'll both end up wounded."
Gavin White said, "But whoever gives up first loses."
Evan Yang began to worry about Master Spirit Caller, remembering how much he'd helped him.
Master Spirit Caller told himself, "I must hold on!"
Evil King Skyshroud sneered inwardly, "Old rascal, I don't believe you'll outlast me."
The crowd watched with anxious hearts, especially Saint King Wood's group. If anything happened to Master Spirit Caller, their loss would be a major blow.
Evil King Darren Duan was somewhat worried, but not overly concerned—after all, they had more people.
As everyone was lost in thought, Master Spirit Caller finally couldn't hold on and dropped to one knee. Evil King Skyshroud laughed, "Looks like you're still not as good as me. Die!" Gathering his last bit of strength, he struck Master Spirit Caller's hand.
Master Spirit Caller quickly withdrew his hand and retreated, but even after stepping back, he was still struck by Evil King Skyshroud.
Master Spirit Caller collapsed to one side, while Evil King Skyshroud stood nearby, exhausted.
Evil King Darren Duan's group rushed forward, and Saint King Wood hurried after them. In the end, Master Spirit Caller was seized by Darren's side, since they had five people and only three remained on the divine side.
Seeing Master Spirit Caller gravely injured by his side, Evil King Darren Duan laughed, "Saint King Wood, you're down a man—and he's in my hands!"
Master Spirit Caller said, "Don't let me recover, or I won't let it end like this."
Evil King Darren Duan smirked, "You think you still have a chance? I've already prepared something for you." With that, he released Evan Yang.
When Evan Yang appeared, Master Spirit Caller and Saint King Wood looked shocked.
Master Spirit Caller exclaimed, "Why are you here?"
Evan Yang replied awkwardly, "Sorry, I got caught by this Evil King."
Evil King Darren Duan barked, "Enough talk, seal him now!" The other Evil Kings stared at Evan Yang, while Saint King Wood and Master Spirit Caller were shocked.
Saint King Wood exclaimed, "You actually sided with the Evil Kings!"
Evan Yang asked curiously, "Who are you?"
Saint King Wood replied, "I know you, even if you don't know me. I'm Saint King Wood, above Hanlin King. I've heard all about you. Are you really going to work for them?"
Master Spirit Caller looked at Evan Yang in disbelief, "Are you really going to do this?"
Evan Yang sighed, "Sorry, I have no choice. They've captured my friends."
Master Spirit Caller frowned, while Saint King Wood, unable to seal his own people, angrily said, "You're helping the evil forces."
Evan Yang ignored them and placed a binding seal on Master Spirit Caller, who stared into the air and sat motionless.
Seeing Master Spirit Caller immobilized, Evil King Darren Duan laughed, "Ha! Saint King Wood, what else can you say?"
Saint King Wood and his allies were furious, while Saint King May and the others lamented that Evan Yang's talents were being exploited by the Evil Kings.
Evan Yang stood quietly, as Evil King Darren Duan said, "Step aside for now. When another Saint King falls, you'll continue."
From Evil King Darren Duan's tone, everyone knew that today these Evil Kings planned to take down all the Saint Kings.
Now, with only three Saint Kings left, Saint King Wood and his companions began to worry. Meanwhile, Evil King Darren Duan laughed, "Saint King Wood, are you silent now?"
"Even if we die, we won't give up! I'll fight next. Who will face me?" Saint King Wood declared.
"I'll do it," said Fire Saint King.
So Fire Saint King stepped forward to duel Saint King Wood. One was wood, one was fire—the battle was fierce.
Watching from the side, Evil King Darren Duan laughed, "They only have three left. If they lose again, they'll be down to two—then they'll have no evil thoughts left."
"That's right," Water Evil King replied with a laugh.
The other Evil Kings could already see victory.
Saint King Wood knew he had to fight desperately, so he went all out, pouring all his strength into the battle. Though he forced Fire Saint King back, he was left in bad shape himself.
Seeing Saint King Wood panting and Fire Saint King collapsed nearby, Evil King Darren Duan laughed, "I guess this round goes to me, but Saint King Wood, can you still fight?"
"I can," Saint King Wood replied, knowing he had to wear down his opponents to give the last two a chance.
"Then Wind Evil King, you go ahead. Don't hold back," Evil King Darren Duan said with a laugh.
Wind Evil King smiled, flashed forward, and launched a furious attack. Having already fought once, Saint King Wood couldn't keep up and was soon knocked to the ground. Evil King Darren Duan turned to Evan Yang and said, "Go ahead."
Evan Yang walked helplessly over to Saint King Wood and sighed, "Sorry."
"You—" Saint King Wood was utterly exhausted and furious, until he was bound and immobilized.