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

His two clones, one black and one white, slowly turned around after hearing the original body's command.

Ye Feng, clad in black robes, was surrounded by an aura of death and destruction. His face, identical to Ye Feng's original form, was indifferent, devoid of any human emotion.

He glanced at the two elders, Water and Fire, who were exuding an overwhelming aura and gathering supreme divine power, and spoke indifferently.

"These two pieces of trash are ours!"

His voice was flat and even, as if he were stating a very simple fact.

Ye Feng, in white robes, was quite the opposite. He wore a gentle smile, exuding an otherworldly air, like a banished immortal. He also held a white jade gourd in his hand, gently shaking it as he echoed.

"That's right!"

These two simple words are filled with undeniable confidence.

Rubbish?

Two mere clones dare to call them... trash?!

The two elders, one of the Water Elders and the other of the Fire Elders, paused for a moment as they gathered their divine powers because of this extreme humiliation.

They were furious!

Being ignored by Ye Feng himself had already enraged them.

Now, even their clone dares to be so arrogant, speaking to them in such a contemptuous tone as if they were ants!

"You madman! You brat!"

Old Shui's effeminate face was completely distorted, with veins bulging, making him look extremely terrifying.

"You're asking for it! You're all asking for it!"

Huo Lao let out a roar that shook the galaxy. The huge fire phoenix behind him, due to his intense emotional fluctuations, raised its head and let out a high-pitched phoenix cry. The scorching flames almost burned through the void!

They were utterly enraged!

There was no more hesitation, no more testing!

"The River Styx flows mightily, burying all the gods!"

With a sharp shriek, Old Man Shui pushed his hands forward with all his might!

Rumble!

The illusory river behind him, formed from endless waves of Daoist energy, became completely real at this moment! A river of darkness, stretching across tens of thousands of miles of starry sky and exuding an aura of endless decay and death, roared and churned as it swept towards the figures of the black and white paths!

In the river, countless twisted vengeful spirits could be vaguely seen floating and sinking, emitting mournful howls. Any living being that is touched by even a trace of this River of the Dead will have its soul instantly corroded and be doomed forever!

"The divine phoenix burns the heavens, purifying eternity!"

At the same time, Elder Huo also made his move. Divine flames surged on his burly body, and he merged with the giant fire phoenix behind him!

Boo!

A phoenix cry loud enough to tear the eardrums of a god-king resounded. The lifelike fire phoenix flapped its wings, carrying a terrifying heat that was enough to burn the continent and dry up the star sea. It transformed into a streak of red light and rushed towards Ye Feng's two clones!

Water and fire, yin and yang, two completely different forces, have now perfectly merged together, forming a deadly trap!

The entire starry sky trembled violently under the impact of these two forces, and the light of countless stars dimmed, as if the end of the world had arrived!

On the flying boat, Jiang Keke and the others felt the terrifying pressure coming towards them, but none of them showed any sign of worry.

Xiao Baiyu continued to gaze intently, murmuring to herself, "Senior Brother's clone is so handsome..."

Murong Qingqing gently shook her head, a hint of pity on her serene face, as if she were pitying those two overconfident old men.

Bing Xian'er didn't even grip the Ancestral Phoenix Sword tightly; she simply watched quietly, her cold phoenix eyes as still as a deep well.

Their composure stood in stark contrast to the devastating scene outside.

And just as the Styx River and the Fire Phoenix were about to devour everything...

The figures from both the underworld and the legitimate world finally moved.

Faced with a terrifying attack that would make even an ordinary first-grade god-king turn pale with fear and flee, Ye Feng in black robes simply raised his right hand slowly.