The sudden clash drew the attention of all others nearby. Upon seeing the man with golden, curly hair, the expressions of everyone else present shifted slightly, and some even cried out in shock.

"Lord of the Dark Temple!"

"It's Rocks!!!"

"Heavens, what kind of figure could draw him out?"

"Isn't this monster supposed to be in a deep slumber beneath the Dark Temple's core?"

Everyone present was filled with shock, mingled with fervent adoration and reverence. For the Dark Creatures, if the Dark Demon Sea was their mother, then the Dark Temple was the guard protecting that mother!

And this Rocks, as the Lord of the Dark Temple, held an exalted status, deeply respected by all Dark Creatures.

Facing the elegant man with the golden, curly hair, the crimson-clad girl suspended in mid-air appeared resolute and unafraid. Her raven-black, glistening eyes held a hint of stubbornness as she sneered, "Dark Creatures are nothing more than this!"

The golden-haired man looked down at her with an indifferent expression. He raised his fair, slender hand and brought it down in a mighty clap!

The entire sky seemed to shatter. Dark clouds churned and boiled, and a colossal palm print of black energy pierced through space, countless fragments swirling around its edges. This single strike seemed to replace heaven and earth itself!

"Break!" The crimson-haired girl gripped the longsword in her hand. Innumerable secret patterns lit up on the scarlet blade. These patterns intertwined, appearing as if the very cyclical laws of the universe were etched into them, giving an impression of absolute perfection.

As the sword swung, a fiery crimson radiance shot out, transforming into a hundred-zhang beam of sword energy—dazzling and blinding, becoming the sole light in the world—and it smashed forward violently.

Boom!

With a heaven-shaking roar, the crimson light tore through the palm print, tearing through the air and racing directly toward the golden-haired man.

The golden-haired man snorted coldly, closed his fair hand, and caught the entire sword beam. With a slight tightening of his fingers, he crushed the beam into glittering specks of light.

"Don't assume you can do as you please just because you possess a peak Divine Artifact," the golden-haired man stated flatly. "Struggling with your current meager strength is futile. I do not wish to engage in a major conflict. Surrender your sword now, and I will grant you an intact body in death!"

The crimson-haired girl stared at him coldly. Suddenly, her eyes darted toward the imposing Demon God Palace behind her, a glimmer passing through them. With a swift movement of her wrist, she urged the entire scarlet Divine Sword, unleashing a hundred successive sword energies that ripped open the firmament, seemingly dividing the very fabric of heaven and earth into countless pieces.

"Give up!" The golden-haired man pressed down his massive hand, causing the entire sky to descend.

After unleashing her barrage of strikes, the crimson-haired girl didn't look back. With a flick of her wrist, the longsword floated up, flashed once, and transformed into a scarlet sash that coiled around her delicate body at her feet, swiftly whisking her toward the majestic Demon God Palace.

Ye Chen watched this scene, his brow tightly furrowed. He glanced toward the entrance of the Demon God Palace on the other end of the video receiver, his eyes flashing, but he remained silent.

Just then, as the crimson-haired girl sped away, the golden-haired man in the sky's expression changed subtly. He took a swift step, his body vanishing, only to reappear instantaneously directly in front of the girl.

"Want to get in?" A faint curve appeared on the golden-haired man's lips. "Not while I am here."

The crimson-haired girl gritted her teeth, pointed a fair finger forward, and the scarlet sash beneath her feet shot upward instantly, wrapping around her form. A flash of light emanated from it, emitting a