Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World-Chapter 1367: The Fall of the Devils

"If my real body were here, you’d be dead already!" Kishi’s sanity had been consumed by rage; all he could think about was tearing Amalia apart.

"If you’ve come, then don’t think about leaving."

Amalia leapt into the air.

Her spiritual energy surged violently, and her divine sense enveloped Kishi’s primordial spirit, instantly suppressing it.

At the same time, her blade descended—cracking the very space around them under the pressure.

Kishi tried to flee through space—but to his shock, he couldn’t.

The surrounding space had been sealed—he had nowhere to run.

When he turned back, a massive blade was already descending from above.

The violent blade aura shredded his ghostly form into fragments, annihilating him completely, not even leaving a trace behind.

The dark mist hanging in the air gradually dissipated.

Everyone could finally see clearly what had happened.

And every face wore the same stunned expression—

Kishi... was dead?

Even though it was just a clone, it still carried at least eighty percent of Kishi’s power.

A clone of such strength could rival even top-tier prodigies of the same level in battle.

And yet, this clone—imbued with eighty percent of Kishi’s power—had actually been slain.

Meanwhile, the enemy remained completely unscathed.

"Young Master!"

The devils and devils around couldn’t believe what they were seeing.

The Young Master’s clone had actually been destroyed.

One had to know—splitting off such a powerful clone required a tremendous price from the Young Master.

...

The Devil Battlefield, Imperial Capital.

In a secret chamber, a strikingly handsome man with bluish skin and emerald eyes suddenly felt a metallic blood rush up his throat.

The next second, he couldn’t suppress it any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The subordinates waiting outside heard the commotion and immediately rushed in.

"Young Master, are you all right?"

They saw the Young Master’s expression dark and brooding as stagnant water.

Even when he had been defeated by Alastor, he had never shown such a face.

The subordinates were inwardly shocked. What in the world had happened?

"Pass my command—dispatch people immediately to the Abysscrow City in the southeast!"

Kishi’s face was bulging with veins, his blood-stained teeth exposed as he spoke with terrifying fury.

"The disciples of Tian Wuya aren’t dead. The disciple of that Master Lian probably isn’t died either. They’ve returned, and they’re powerful—we mustn’t let them go!"

Never before had anyone inflicted such a heavy loss on him!

Kishi’s fury twisted his features uncontrollably.

He had poured countless resources into cultivating that powerful clone.

And now it was gone.

With its destruction, he too had suffered heavy internal injuries.

He would have to enter closed-door cultivation for quite some time.

Although the clone wasn’t as strong as his original body, the enemy who had killed it must not be underestimated.

The moment his subordinate heard the words Tian Wuya his whole body trembled.

Tian Wuya had vanished from the world for thousands of years, and few of them even remembered the name.

But in just two short years, that name had once again shaken the world.

Not only did humans turned pale at the mention, even the devils trembled in fear.

"Immediately report this to the city lord—I suspect this is part of a human conspiracy."

After calming down, Kishi began to analyze Amalia’s presence in the Oryeong Mountains.

He figured that just like them, she must have come for the Five Elemental Pearl from the start.

"Yes, Young Master!" the subordinate shouted, then bolted out the door to report the matter with all speed.

After Kishi’s clone was destroyed, the dark clouds surged in the sky—but they quickly calmed once more.

Yeom Hwaryeon soon sensed the devils forces’ intention to retreat and immediately locked onto Niya.

On the other side, Niya also prepared to flee.

If even the Young Master’s clone couldn’t prevail, what chance did they stand?

Naturally, the escape route led straight to the exit of the devil battlefield.

The other devils followed suit, rushing to flee.

With the destruction of the Young Master’s clone, they had lost all will to fight.

"You came all this way—why not stay a while longer?" Amalia blocked the path to the exit, cutting down one devil after another who rushed her way.

These devils weren’t fools.

They didn’t cluster together but instead scattered in all directions.

However, if Amalia decided to stop any one of them, the others would have a higher chance of escaping.

Amalia may not have known how to create clones, but her blade was not one to be trifled with.

With a single swing, it split into ten thousand cuts, filling the sky with countless shimmering slashes, instantly engulfing the dozen or so devils.

From the sky filled with blade energy came several agonized cries.

Blood rained from above.

A corpse flew from the blinding lights, hurling directly toward Amalia’s position.

Right behind it was Niya who had been hiding in the shadows.

He struck at Amalia with a dense, shadowy palm, then immediately turned around to flee.

He had never intended to truly engage her—his only goal was to make a clean escape.

At this point, he no longer believed he could survive a direct clash with Amalia.

Amalia cleaved the corpse in two with a single strike, her gaze locking on the rapidly fleeing Niya.

The Metal Pearl hadn’t yet fallen into her hands—how could she possibly let him get away?

Just then, a golden beast erupted from the ground.

Its majestic golden body radiated an overwhelming presence.

Even though it was only at the peak of the Deity Transformation stage, it exerted pressure on even Deity Transformation stage cultivators.

The demonic beast before them was the Nine Heaven Pixiu.

It let out a roar at Niya, and instantly, waves of air surged in the sky.

Upon realizing that the beast only had the cultivation level of a peak Deity Transformation stage, Niya hesitated for a second before charging forward without slowing down.

"Damn it, how dare you look down on me!" Wealth was furious.