In the dim, dark Star River, dozens of members of the God Clan approached with cold expressions, like streaks of flashing lightning closing in on a single figure. The lowest realm among these individuals was the Second Heaven of the Void God Realm!

Mia and Phelps were among the pursuers, as were Sloan, Keda, elites of the Shadow Race, and several First and Second Heaven of the Prime God Realm experts from the three great families. They had truly brought out their best to kill Shi Yan.

Shi Yan discerned a direction, his divine sense stirring, and abruptly shot toward the Demon Dragon Star. The Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Sinful Dragon Clan had originally been on the Demon Star.

They had only gathered on the Demon Blood Star due to the war. At this moment, the Demon Star was not guarded by any powerhouse, containing only vast, dense forests, making it the most suitable place for him to settle accounts with the God Clan members slowly.

He was not worried about the situation on the Demon Blood Star. With experts like Shang Chen, Yan Chi, and the Blood Demon present, coupled with everyone fighting with one heart, the Demon Blood Star would not be instantly crushed.

There might be losses, but it would absolutely not be annihilated in a short time. If Sha Qi and the others rushed over at full speed, perhaps they were already dealing with the peripheral members of the God Clan.

As long as he could buy a little time, once the warships of Sha Qi and Wu Feng arrived, the God Clan members would be the ones having a headache. All he needed to do was strive to buy as much time as possible.

Chii! A streak of electric light, like a meteor, streaked across and plunged directly onto the Demon Dragon Star, where jagged peaks rose and ancient trees towered into the sky.

Concealing his aura, the moment he landed on the Demon Dragon Star, his presence vanished, hidden by the dense foliage. Xiuxiu!

Streams of God Clan members descended onto the Demon Dragon Star, each releasing their soul consciousness, forming a dense net that slowly spread out for the search. "East side!" someone shouted loudly.

Numerous God Clan members immediately took flight, covering a thousand li in an instant, surging toward the east of the Demon Dragon Star. However, by the time they rushed to the east, they found that Shi Yan’s aura had already vanished again.

"This time, it's in the south!" Another person roared, followed by a flurry of chaotic movement, as the many God Clan members resumed their frenzied pursuit. Yet, Shi Yan moved through the Demon Dragon Star like a slippery loach.

Though he had been in one direction, by the time they charged in, they discovered Shi Yan had suddenly disappeared. "He cultivates the Profound Mystery of Space; conventional methods are useless, damn it!" Mia gritted her silver teeth.

"We must first seal off space, otherwise it's incredibly difficult to target him!" Phelps also shouted out. Only then did they realize how helpless they were against someone who mastered the Profound Mystery of Space.

Because he could traverse spatial rifts and instantly teleport, they couldn't capture his physical form, rendering even the strongest Profound Mystery of Power useless, which was utterly stifling. "If Bei Luo wasn't injured, that would be great." "Indeed.

If Bei Luo were here, that brat would surely be dead!" "Alas, what a pity. We only have Bei Luo as a high-level master of the Profound Mystery of Space." The God Clan members clamored amongst themselves.

"I hear someone calling me." Suddenly, a cold, faint voice sounded. In the direction of Phelps and Sloan, a strange light flashed, and Bei Luo materialized abruptly.

"Clan Leader! Your...

your complexion doesn't look right?" Keda exclaimed. "It's nothing," Bei Luo waved his hand dismissively.

His face was a shade of greenish-black, his eyes were grayish-white, and his skin had taken on a strange, dark green hue, resembling a peculiar serpentine pattern, giving off a very sinister impression. "Bei Luo, can you prevent that brat from continuous teleportation?" Sloan frowned slightly, calling out softly.

Having known Bei Luo for many years, he spoke without reservations. "If you can, hurry up!" "Leave it to me," Bei Luo accepted readily.

Immediately afterward, his figure began to blur and fade, vanishing before their eyes. Chichichi!

Strange sounds emanated from the surrounding space, as if someone were wielding a sharp blade, cutting space into pieces and making it uneven. A corner of the Demon Dragon Star.

Shi Yan reappeared via instant movement, smiling coldly with a relaxed demeanor. He felt no worry at all, as Sloan and Keda, despite their strength, posed no real threat to him.

The inability to lock onto him meant they could hardly threaten him; he had held the initiative from the very beginning. At this moment, he was considering whether he should pick off a few stragglers first, just to whet his appetite, perhaps discreetly dispatching Mia and Phelps along the way...

Just as he prepared to teleport again, his soul suddenly stirred, accompanied by an intense sense of danger. Without a second thought, he prepared to instantly move away.

He knew a powerhouse had locked onto him—that aura... it felt somewhat familiar.

His divine sense flickered, and his expression instantly changed, showing surprise for the first time. He couldn't teleport!

All the spatial nodes he sensed nearby had shattered and exploded. Space had become extremely unstable; one wrong move could trigger a spatial collapse that would lead to eternal damnation, tearing his soul apart.

He suddenly looked up toward the firmament, his gaze turning grave. Chichichi!

Right before his eyes, a ball of eerie green mist swirled and wavered, slowly becoming distinct, solidifying into the form of Bei Luo, the Clan Leader of the Shadow Race. His pair of sinister green eyes stared directly at Shi Yan, saying coldly, "You cannot escape." Shi Yan’s expression shook.

"You actually recovered so quickly? What evil method did you use?" Bei Luo laughed wildly.

"You don't need to worry about how I did it. Think about yourself.

My previous battle with you at the intersection of spatial rifts was indeed my miscalculation. Since your soul merged with the Origin Heavenly Fire, I was at a disadvantage from the start of our soul battle.

I will not make that mistake again, so today, you are surely going to die." "Is that so? Judging by your posture...

are you planning to deal with me alone?" Shi Yan smiled. Since Bei Luo arrived, this region of space had been enveloped by his power.

Bei Luo did not transmit any soul message or shout loudly; clearly, he didn't want the God Clan members involved. Shi Yan knew what he was thinking.

During their first confrontation, Shi Yan knew Bei Luo was greedy for the Origin Fruit, intending to strip away both his secondary soul and the Origin Fruit, hoping to bring a completely new era for the Shadow Race. Bei Luo, as the Shadow Race Clan Leader, although outwardly allied with the God Clan, was not truly subservient.

He also wished for the Shadow Race to one day become as powerful as the God Clan and dominate the world. To him, the secondary soul and Origin Fruit fused within Shi Yan represented a rare, epoch-making opportunity—a chance to fundamentally change the bloodline of the Shadow Race!

Therefore, he excluded Sloan, Phelps, Mia, and the other God Clan members, intending to personally kill Shi Yan and seize everything for the Shadow Race in one stroke. "It’s the same as before.

Hand over the secondary soul and the Origin Fruit willingly, and I can spare your life," Bei Luo said with a sinister smile. "We both cultivate the Profound Mystery of Space; you should know the terror of spatial power.

The gap between our realms is too vast; you are absolutely no match for me. Just surrender obediently." "If you want my soul, then come and take it," Shi Yan shook his head, taking a deep breath as his divine body gradually transformed.

Fierce, sharp spikes jutted out, keratinous armor covered his entire body, and surging vital energy rolled turbulently. He assumed his perfect combat form—the Undying Body.

Duo! Shi Yan suddenly roared.

A beam of sky-piercing blood-light exploded forth, carrying boundless malevolent killing aura. Endless illusions sprang forth within the light, surging directly toward Bei Luo.

Overwhelming negative energy violently assaulted him. Bei Luo’s eyes instantly glazed over, as if controlled by negative emotions, losing his own soul consciousness.

His physical body seemed about to be pierced by the blood-light. Chila!

The blood-light vanished in a flash, passing through Bei Luo’s divine body. Bei Luo’s body split in two and gradually faded away.

Shi Yan’s face suddenly grew grave. Sure enough, in another direction, Bei Luo’s trace reappeared, completely unharmed, still wearing that cold, sinister look.

"Masters of the Profound Mystery of Space never fear sudden attacks, because no one is faster than us. Those who can traverse space instantly are nearly indestructible, unless in extremely peculiar locations." Shi Yan remained silent.

He knew what Bei Luo said was true. Masters of the Profound Mystery of Space indeed did not fear ambushes, as they could split spatial rifts for defense or instantly slip into them.

The space on the Demon Dragon Star was now chaotic, preventing him from teleporting, but Bei Luo could. Because all of this was caused by Bei Luo—because...

Bei Luo had reached the Second Heaven of the Prime God Realm, his realm was higher, and his comprehension of the Profound Mystery of Space was deeper. "Now, it's my turn," Bei Luo sneered.

Chichichi! Giant spatial rifts, like the scythes of the Grim Reaper, flickered with flowing light, leading to some desolate, turbulent corner of the cosmos.

These rifts resembled Bei Luo's soul threads, spreading open like a clam shell, rushing to clamp down on Shi Yan, intending to drag him into Bei Luo’s world. Bei Luo was a Prime God; he had already refined his Prime World, which was indistinguishable from the 'real' world.

Once he was swallowed by Bei Luo's Prime World, Shi Yan would have no chance to break free. The Prime World of a master of the Profound Mystery of Space was perhaps the most solid cage in existence, renowned for its indestructibility.

Bei Luo was now using his Prime World to swallow Shi Yan. As long as Shi Yan was enveloped by his Prime World, he could do whatever he wished—stripping the soul, extracting vital essence, or splitting consciousness would all be easy.

Shi Yan’s heart shuddered. His eyes gradually turned blood-red.

He moved his Blood Pattern Ring and suddenly summoned a small, ancient-looking scarlet shield. The moment the blood shield appeared, he spat a mouthful of demonic blood onto it.

The shield instantly expanded immensely, becoming soaked in gore, and instantly enveloped his entire body. Countless fine, intricate, mysterious blood patterns wriggled upon the shield, appearing alive.

The scarlet cloud mark suddenly shone brilliantly like thick fresh blood, emitting an extremely terrifying fluctuation that made the arm holding the shield feel immensely heavy. Boom!

Even Shi Yan couldn't hold the shield steady. It slammed onto the ground with a crash, seemingly merging with the earth and the Demon Dragon Star.

The surging energy of the Demon Dragon Star, as if drawn by an invisible vortex, poured entirely into the blood shield. On the shield's surface, a hazy world gradually took shape, breeding infinite malevolence.

Pahpahpah! The spatial rifts released by Bei Luo’s profound mystery had not even neared Shi Yan before they were violently torn apart and shattered into pieces by a certain power.

Puchi! Bei Luo suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes clouded, and his soul was once again wounded.

He looked on in horror. He watched the hazy world on the surface of the blood shield, gradually looking as if possessed.

His green eyes flared with violent, murderous intent, as if his mind had been devoured.