Investing in the Empress's junior sister, she broke through her defenses after comparison.

His voice was gentle and warm, full of reassuring power.

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the black shark clone on the right, who was already terrified, and shook his head with a smile.

"Your Excellency possesses too much malevolence, which is against the harmony of heaven and earth. How about I purify it for you?"

Before he finished speaking, he took a step forward.

This step, without tearing through space or producing the sound of wind and thunder, seemed to transcend the distance of time and space, appearing directly in front of the black shark clone.

The black shark clone was terrified and, without thinking, tried to burn its own essence to escape.

But to his horror, he discovered that the space around him had somehow transformed into an invisible prison!

It's not the constraints of laws, but the suppression of a kind of "Tao"!

In this realm, he felt his connection with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth being forcibly severed!

"The Tao follows the natural way, and all things return to oneness."

Ye Feng, dressed in white robes, chanted softly, then extended a finger and gently touched the black shark clone's brow.

This gesture was gentle, natural, and devoid of any hint of worldly concerns.

The black shark clone didn't even feel any pain. It just stared blankly at the finger pointing at its brow, and the fear and ferocity on its face were gradually replaced by a sense of peace and tranquility.

His body began to become transparent.

From flesh and blood to bones and even the soul, everything was slowly decomposed and dissolved by a profound and mysterious Daoist rhythm under this finger, ultimately transforming into the purest pure energy and returning to the world.

There was no bloodshed, no screams.

An avatar of a god-king was thus "purified" and "converted," leaving not even a trace of its existence.

If Ye Feng's killing spree in black robes was an unparalleled act of tyrannical destruction...

Therefore, Ye Feng's purification was a silent and gentle dissolution!

Two completely different, yet equally terrifying, methods caused the remaining Black Shark to completely collapse!

Two clones, one was instantly killed, and the other was mysteriously purified.

How to fight this? !

"Devil! You are devils!"

Black Shark itself let out a shrill scream, losing all its former majesty as a god-king. It turned around and tried to burn its essence blood to escape the starry sky that filled it with despair.

However, a hand carrying a gourd of wine had somehow landed on his shoulder.

"Hey, don't rush off."

Ye Feng's lazy voice rang in his ears, like a death knell.

"It's only fair to go it three against three. Now that the other two have finished their matches, it's just the two of us left."

Black Shark's body stiffened abruptly. He could feel an irresistible, terrifying force locking him firmly in place, unable to move.

Mechanically, he turned his head little by little and saw that smiling face, which was somewhat drunk but sent chills down his spine.

Ye Feng tilted his head back and took a swig of strong liquor, exhaling a strong breath of alcohol. Then, he gently patted Black Shark's cheek with his rusty sword.

"Come, tell me."

He grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"How do you want to die?"

That smiling face, tinged with a hint of drunkenness yet sending chills down his spine, grew ever larger in his field of vision.

The rusty blade, its icy touch still pressed against his cheek, seemed ready to sever his head at any moment.

"I……"

Black Shark himself made a strange hoarse sound from his throat. He tried to speak, but found that his vocal cords were gripped by fear, and he couldn't squeeze out a single complete word.

The dignity of a god-king? The majesty of the strong?

At that moment, all of that was forgotten! All he wanted now was to survive!

The instinct for survival overwhelmed everything. Black Shark forced a smile that was more like a grimace onto his face. The smile was so stiff and ridiculous that it made his facial muscles look incredibly awkward.

"Misunderstanding... This... this fellow Daoist, this... this is all a huge misunderstanding!"

He finally regained his voice, though it trembled violently, his words of pleading were crystal clear.