Yu Zhibo's Mangekyo Sharingan ability was called the Golden Crow, allowing him to manifest a scorching sun in mid-air with his pupil power. This sun not only purified dark spiritual energy but also suppressed all evil spirits.
When this sun was infused with immortal energy, it undoubtedly became even more terrifying.
A brilliant explosion erupted in the sky, further bathing the already pale world in a dazzling radiance. The ghostly realm that had enveloped the area at this moment began to crack, then collapsed and shattered, ultimately turning to dust.
Under the illumination of the explosion, the Ghost Emperor's clone exuded dense black mist from its body. In a mere instant, nearly half of its form was evaporated.
The next second, a silver lightning sword streaked across its neck like a silver thread, followed by a wave of golden flames that engulfed its remaining body.
Without the amplification of the ghostly realm, the Ghost Emperor's clone's resistance to lightning and immortal energy flames was greatly weakened. It soon let out a shrill scream before turning to ashes.
Concurrently, on other arenas, dozens of golden suns rose in succession. Under their illumination, Yu Zhibo's strength received a massive boost, while the Ghost Emperor's clone's ghostly aura was continuously consumed and evaporated, significantly reducing the power of its skills.
With this shift in power, the victors were quickly decided. Except for one clone that went berserk, releasing seven suns in a full-screen explosion to perish with its opponent, all other clones achieved victory through overwhelming dominance.
Even the berserk clone, which perished with its opponent, outlived it by a few seconds, thus being declared the victor.
On the throne, the Ghost Emperor's expression was grim as he stared at Yu Zhibo, who appeared nonchalant within the Dragon Country's contingent, his eyes brimming with killing intent.
"Can't take a loss, huh!" Yu Zhibo provocatively raised a middle finger at the Ghost Emperor, his crimson eyes condescending, and his face indifferent. "You're tens of levels higher than me. Give me some more time, and I can kill you like a dog!"
"How dare a junior insult me!" The Ghost Emperor was instantly provoked. "Today, I will show you what a gulf is!"
As his voice faded, the void collapsed and shattered. Then, dozens of law forces condensed in mid-air into a giant hand, pressing down on him with a roar.
"Do you think I don't exist?!" Wang Shouyi's expression turned icy. He slammed his slender palm on the seat. As the chair beneath him shattered, his twin pupils flared with divine light, unleashing boundless, terrifying might.
Boom!
A silent annihilation storm swept across the entire Bermuda. In just an instant, the hand in mid-air, intended to obliterate Yu Zhibo, crumbled inch by inch. The next second, the Ghost Emperor's entire body exploded, and several law-level evil spirits that hadn't managed to dodge were annihilated, body and soul, by the backlash of the attack.
Grayish-black ghostly law energies swirled around the Ghost Emperor's exploded body, quickly reforming his figure. The Ghost Emperor's face remained furious, but his gaze towards Wang Shouyi became increasingly wary.
The Queen of the Demon Country and the Demon King Ao Lie also erupted with powerful auras, looking at Wang Shouyi with vigilance.
Clearly, none of them were a match for Wang Shouyi, which was why they had to unite to resist the Dragon Country. If Wang Shouyi dared to make another move, they would retaliate recklessly and shatter the entire planet.
Wang Shouyi was not surprised by their actions. He simply placed his hands behind his back with a calm expression and said, "Your rabble-rousing depends on who you're dealing with. The racial arena battle was initiated by your Ghost Country. If you want to overturn the expectations, I'll see if you have the strength!"
As he spoke, his twin pupils suddenly brightened, within which stars flickered and died, and myriad small worlds filled with birdsong and floral scents floated like bubbles. He said, "You want to threaten me with planetary destruction? Do you really think I have no backup?!"
Saying this, he extended his right hand, palm facing upwards, and then worlds like bubbles floated out from his eyes. "My eye-worlds can accommodate a population tens of times larger than the Dragon Country. At worst, I'll abandon this planet. Let's see who dies!"
Upon seeing this, both the Queen of the Demon Country and the Dragon King Ao Lie couldn't help but twitch their mouths.
If Wang Shouyi truly intended to go berserk, he would undoubtedly use the full might of his nation to eliminate them all, and then there would be no more games to play.
Moreover, there was still a Dao Saint overlooking the mortal world who hadn't intervened yet.
At this moment, the Ghost Emperor, having reformed his ghostly body, was significantly weaker. He coughed a few times with a pale face and said, "I admit I was a bit loud just now. Let's be direct: how can we cancel the arena battle?"
With the appearance of Yu Zhibo's clones, the arena battle had lost its meaning. Rather than forcibly continuing and losing valuable subordinates, it was better to concede directly.
This was why it had attacked Yu Zhibo in the first place, hoping to overturn expectations, but Wang Shouyi had delivered a critical blow. This injury would take months to recover.
Seeing the Ghost Emperor back down, Wang Shouyi smiled slightly. His lips moved, but no sound came out. However, the next moment, the expressions of the Ghost Emperor, the Queen of the Demon Country, and Ao Lie all changed.
"Wang Shouyi, you're pushing the demons too far!" The Queen of the Demon Country's pretty face darkened, and she couldn't help but abandon telepathic communication and blurt it out.
Ao Lie also added, "Exactly! This racial arena battle was clearly initiated by the Ghost Emperor, so why should we pay the price!"
The Ghost Emperor, betrayed, looked grim. "You can have the immortal energy, but do you, the Dragon Country, have the capacity to handle an entire Asian territory?"
Ao Lie also stated, "The seas have always been the inherent territorial waters of our Sea Demon Clan. I will absolutely not yield."
Wang Shouyi languidly reclined on the long chair he had reformed with spiritual energy and said, "If we can't reach an agreement, then we continue fighting. I, for one, don't mind."
Seeing Wang Shouyi's extreme assertiveness, countless viewers in the barrage were instantly captivated:
"666, Director Wang is so domineering!"
"We are a super-powerful nation, what are we afraid of? Let's just do it."
"Director Wang is indeed fierce, but isn't the confidence in his negotiations derived from Yu Zhibo's excellence? My Bo Bo is the best!"
"Mindless Yu fans, get lost!"
"Hilarious, not afraid of planetary destruction at all. At worst, I'll just enter the Director's eyes."
"Truly 'entered the Director's eyes'!"
"Domineering director falls in love with me..."
From the content of the words exchanged between the kings of the demon, monster, and ghost nations, Yu Zhibo roughly guessed the conditions Wang Shouyi had proposed. They were nothing more than immortal energy and land, as well as sea territories, but the demands were likely too high, otherwise, the other parties wouldn't have reacted this way.
"The East Sea and South Sea can be yours, but you want the Indian Ocean and the Pacific Ocean, that's too much. Our Demon Country also needs to develop!"
Just as Yu Zhibo was pondering what Wang Shouyi had demanded, he heard the voice of the Dragon King Ao Lie. It turned out Wang Shouyi had pulled him into a chat channel.
Yu Zhibo almost couldn't help but laugh out loud: Old Wang is really daring to make such an outrageous demand!