"Gone already? Damn it, where did he go?" Demoncloud Demon Lord raged, stretching out a cloud like a giant hand to grab Evan Yang.
Evan Yang was so crushed he could barely breathe. It was obvious just how terrifying these Demon Lords' strength was. This made Evan realize the gap between an Emperor and an Immortal Sovereign was enormous—far more than just a simple divide.
Seeing Evan Yang grabbed by the Demon Lord like that, Yang Tian and the other two were overjoyed.
At this moment, Demoncloud Demon Lord's mind was entirely focused on his treasure. He pressed Evan, "Speak!"
"That's a secret. Why would I ever tell you?" Evan Yang replied with a laugh.
Evan Yang was right in his grasp and still refused to talk, which infuriated Demoncloud. He roared, "Evan Yang, if you don't tell me, I'll cripple you right now!"
"Go ahead, then. I'm not scared." Evan Yang laughed.
"You—!" Demoncloud hadn't expected Evan Yang to be so fearless, while Terry Yang and his companions desperately hoped Demoncloud would finish him off.
Evan Yang stubbornly refused to answer. Just as Demoncloud was about to crush him to death, a voice came from the mountain hollow: "I know."
The voice belonged to none other than Clara Snow. Hearing it, Evan Yang was shocked. He looked at Clara and said, "Why did you come back?"
Terry Yang, Linus Fenn, and Quinn Lynn twitched at the news. Their families were in the Immortal Realm, and they had come here to join the Immortal Realm Alliance, but now they were branded Devil Realm accomplices. Still, they felt no regret, believing Evan Yang forced their hand. Terry even sneered, "If the Immortal Realm doesn't want us, we'll just stay here. Our Douthian clan is influential in the Immortal Realm. I don't believe the Alliance Leader would destroy us over this."
Clara Snow laughed coldly, "You really think you're something? Ridiculous. Let Demoncloud explain—what does the Devil Realm fear: your Douthian clan, or the Immortal Realm Alliance?"
Terry Yang, Linus Fenn, and Quinn Lynn looked suspiciously at Demoncloud. Demoncloud had no interest in arguing and continued to Clara Snow, "If you don't hand over the treasure, I'll kill both of you."
"This has nothing to do with him. Let him go, and I'll tell you where the treasure is," Clara Snow said.
"Let him go? Impossible. He not only stole my treasure, but also did that to the Sky-Flooding Demon Sovereign. Even if I let him go, the other Demon Lords wouldn't allow it," Demoncloud snorted.
"So you're determined to capture him?" Clara Snow frowned.
"That's right," Demoncloud replied firmly.
"Then keep dreaming. I'll never tell you where the treasure is," Clara Snow said.
Demoncloud exploded in anger, "You!" But quickly calmed down, sneering, "Not talking? That's fine. I'll torture you both, then steal your memories. Even if you don't speak, we have ways."
Clara Snow was shocked, and Evan Yang was also startled. He secretly sent Clara a voice transmission: "Listen to me—I'll send you into a space soon. I have a way to escape."
Clara Snow was surprised that Evan Yang had a way to escape. So, as soon as Demoncloud finished speaking, Clara suddenly vanished.
"Where did she go?" Demoncloud was shocked—someone had escaped right under his nose.
"Of course she disappeared," Evan Yang said with a smile.
"Disappeared? Impossible. If she doesn't show herself, I'll kill you first." Demoncloud, planning to use Evan Yang to force Clara Snow out, shouted angrily.
Terry Yang, Linus Fenn, and Quinn Lynn were also curious where Clara Snow had gone.
Demoncloud began torturing Evan Yang bit by bit. Evan's blood dripped to the ground, staining it red.
Yet Evan Yang kept smiling. "Go on, Demoncloud Demon Lord. You may kill me today, but one day, I'll return the favor."
"Still so stubborn, even at death's door," Demoncloud snorted.
Not far away, Terry Yang, Linus Fenn, and Quinn Lynn were shocked by Evan Yang's stubbornness even when facing death. But the thought of Evan dying here made them secretly pleased.
Demoncloud hadn't expected that Evan Yang's body was nearly crushed to pulp, yet Evan seemed unfazed, as if dying meant nothing to him.
This only made Demoncloud grit his teeth in fury. For a Demon Lord to be played like this by an Immortal Lord—and for that Immortal Lord to remain defiant—it was infuriating.
"Well, Evan Yang, you want to die? I won't let you. I'll take you back, strip your soul, and seize your memories!" Demoncloud snorted, grabbing Evan and preparing to leave. Terry Yang, Linus Fenn, and Quinn Lynn, seeing Demoncloud go, quickly slunk off in another direction to escape.
But that was only Evan Yang's clone. His blood was just like any other person's. His true body was hidden in a mountain hollow, using the earth-merging technique he'd learned from the Alliance Leader. Once everyone left, Evan quickly released Clara Snow and said to her, "It's not safe here. Take everyone and leave, now."
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"What about you?" Clara Snow asked. "My clone should be able to hold him off for a while. In that time, I can get out of the Devil Realm," Evan Yang said. "Alright, be careful," Clara nodded once she confirmed no Demon Lords were nearby, then led the remaining operatives away. Selena Water, looking bedraggled, emerged from another hilltop. Evan flashed over, startling her. "Where's the Demon Lord?" Selena asked. "Gone. We have to hurry," Evan replied.
Selena knew Demon Lords were no ordinary foes. If they could escape, they had to move fast—there was no time to hesitate. She quickly followed Evan Yang away.
Meanwhile, after flying for a while, Terry Yang suddenly stopped. Linus Fenn and Quinn Lynn looked at him curiously. Linus Fenn asked, "What's wrong?" "Don't you think something's odd?" Terry said. "Odd?" Linus Fenn and Quinn Lynn hadn't caught on yet.
"Evan Yang seems to know clone techniques," Terry Yang suddenly pointed out, making Linus Fenn and Quinn Lynn remember something.
"Right, he used clone techniques during the tournament!" Linus Fenn exclaimed.
Terry Yang nodded, "Exactly, clone techniques! Damn it, even Demoncloud Demon Lord got tricked."
"So what do we do now?" Linus Fenn wondered, realizing Demoncloud had left and Evan Yang's true body must have escaped. Terry Yang said, "We have to find a way out of the Devil Realm. Only by returning to the Immortal Realm can our families protect us. In the Devil Realm, we're nothing." The thought of Evan Yang escaping again made Terry furious.
Linus Fenn and Quinn Lynn also guessed Evan Yang had escaped, and were equally frustrated. The three could only discuss how to find a way out of the Devil Realm.
Meanwhile, Demoncloud angrily took Evan Yang back to Demon Mountain. The other Demon Lords, hearing that Demoncloud had captured Evan Yang, gathered out of curiosity.
When they saw Evan Yang's mangled body, the Demon Lords were shocked. But remembering Evan was from the Immortal Realm and the culprit behind the Sky-Flooding Demon Sovereign's injury, they quickly approved of his fate.
"I'm going to strip his memories. If you have any questions, ask now," Demoncloud said.
After some thought, one Demon Lord asked, "Evan Yang, tell us—what did you use on the Sky-Flooding Demon Sovereign? Why can't it be expelled?"
Evan Yang remained motionless, like someone who'd lost his soul. He smiled strangely at them, making the Demon Lords wish they could beat him to death.
"Speak!" Demoncloud snorted.
"You Demon Lords think you're so powerful, but even you make mistakes. As for that treasure, it's beyond Immortal artifacts—figure it out yourselves," Evan Yang laughed.
"Damn you! Brat, you're asking for death!" Demoncloud squeezed him again, leaving Evan barely able to speak. Just when everyone thought he would die, Evan burst out laughing, "Ridiculous, pathetic! You Demon Lords, just wait. Someday, I'll fight you all!"
"Fight us? In your condition, you're lucky to be alive," one Demon Lord said angrily.
"Is that so? Then farewell, everyone. I'm already back in the Immortal Realm," Evan Yang's clone smiled, then vanished without a trace. None of the Demon Lords sensed how he left.
Demoncloud paused, then looked around. Confirming Evan Yang was truly gone, he roared, "What happened?"
"Wait, that was a clone technique!" one Demon Lord exclaimed.
"What?" The other Demon Lords were even more shocked.
After some thought, one Demon Lord asked, "Evan Yang, tell us—what did you use on the Sky-Flooding Demon Sovereign? Why can't it be expelled?"
Evan Yang remained motionless, like someone who'd lost his soul. He smiled strangely at them, making the Demon Lords wish they could beat him to death.
"Speak!" Demoncloud snorted.
"You Demon Lords think you're so powerful, but even you make mistakes. As for that treasure, it's beyond Immortal artifacts—figure it out yourselves," Evan Yang laughed.
"Damn you! Brat, you're asking for death!" Demoncloud squeezed him again, leaving Evan barely able to speak. Just when everyone thought he would die, Evan burst out laughing, "Ridiculous, pathetic! You Demon Lords, just wait. Someday, I'll fight you all!"
"Fight us? In your condition, you're lucky to be alive," one Demon Lord said angrily.
"Is that so? Then farewell, everyone. I'm already back in the Immortal Realm," Evan Yang's clone smiled, then vanished without a trace. None of the Demon Lords sensed how he left.
Demoncloud paused, then looked around. Confirming Evan Yang was truly gone, he roared, "What happened?"
"Wait, that was a clone technique!" one Demon Lord exclaimed.
"What?" The other Demon Lords were even more shocked.