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

One Qi transforms into Three Pure Ones?

This is clearly an ancient god who can manifest three beings with a single thought and wield different Daos!

Just as Black Shark lost his composure and fell into endless regret and fear, the five women on the flying boat also took this scene to heart.

"Wow! Senior Brother is so naughty! I like him so much!"

Jiang Keke's face flushed with excitement. She loved watching cats and mice play like this, especially when the one being played was the arrogant God King from before.

"To kill someone is to destroy their spirit; Senior Brother, you played that move brilliantly."

Xiao Baiyu commented with a grin, her peach blossom eyes darting between the three Ye Fengs, her mind racing with calculations.

"One is domineering, one is gentle, and one... is both bad and handsome, what am I going to do..."

Li Yanran didn't speak; she simply watched the three figures quietly.

She could clearly sense that although the three figures possessed distinct auras, their origins were identical and flawless. This was no ordinary clone technique; it was an incarnation of the Great Dao! It was the condensation of one's own comprehended Dao into a dharma body possessing independent will and combat power!

This method is beyond her comprehension as a reincarnation of an ancient emperor!

How many secrets is the eldest brother hiding?

Murong Qingqing's focus was even more peculiar; she stared at Ye Feng in his white robes and murmured to herself.

"Purification... returning to the world... if this method were used to refine the 'Returning Origin Gu', wouldn't it be a match made in heaven?"

The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed, and her gaze toward Ye Feng in his white robes held a new, burning desire for research.

Only Bing Xian'er, with her cool and aloof expression, revealed a complex emotion that was difficult for others to perceive.

When did he grow to this level?

With a flick of his finger, he toyed with the God King as if he were the king himself.

This unfamiliar yet powerful feeling brought her a sense of security, but also a strange sense of loss.

It was as if the senior brother she needed to protect was gone forever.

She gently stroked the Ancestral Phoenix Sword in her arms; the sword trembled slightly, as if responding to its master's emotions.

In the center of the battlefield.

Black Shark's psychological defenses were completely crushed under the absolute pressure of the Trinity.

He began to beg for mercy incoherently.

"Don't kill me! I'm willing to be your dog! I'll bite whoever you tell me to bite!"

"I have collected treasures from countless eras, including ancient divine medicines and fragments of imperial weapons, all of which I can give to you!"

"I know of a secret realm where a Celestial King's legacy is passed down. I can take you there! I only beg you to spare my life!"

He laid bare all his cards and all his assets without reservation, just to gain that slim chance of survival.

Ye Feng himself simply held his wine gourd and listened quietly, his lazy smile remaining unchanged.

Only when Black Shark himself was so hoarse from talking that he could no longer utter a single word did he slowly shake the empty wine gourd.

He brought the gourd to his mouth, slurped up the last drop of wine, and then exhaled a satisfied breath.

Those slightly drunken eyes finally focused once again on Black Shark's face, which was filled with pleading and despair.

He grinned, revealing his white teeth.

"Finished?"

Finished?

These two words, light and airy, without any imposing power, froze Black Shark's very soul.

He could sense that as Ye Feng finished speaking, the aura emanating from those three figures was undergoing a subtle yet deadly transformation.

The lazy, the cold, and the gentle—three completely different yet equally terrifying Daoist auras—began to intertwine and merge, transforming into an invisible net that tightly enveloped him.

The shadow of death is clearer than ever before.

Black Shark opened its mouth, but could only make a hoarse, bellows-like sound, unable to utter a complete plea for mercy.

He's done.

He's completely finished.