89: Shadow of the Evil God

A new anomaly arose as the Evil God Column erupted in a blood-red light.

All the blood slaves on the ground trembled slightly, then their bodies rapidly contracted, like deflated balloons.

As a mass of blood-colored light flew out from their bodies, all the blood slave corpses shriveled into mere skins.

A total of three thousand and three blood-colored light masses flew directly into the Evil God Column, and even the blood-colored magic array on the stone platform transformed into a mass of blood-colored light and merged into the Evil God Column.

[Hint: Affected by a mysterious power, the dungeon difficulty has changed from Rare grade to Legendary. Please eliminate the Evil God Phantom to clear the dungeon and receive rewards.]

“Things are getting more and more interesting, wait… this is…”

Yang Qianhun listened to the dungeon prompt in his mind, silently observing the anomaly before him.

Suddenly, within his spatial bag, a treasure actually began to flash with golden light, constantly shaking.

The other treasures remained still; only that one treasure seemed to be calling out to Yang Qianhun.

The next second…

Crack… crack… bang…

The Evil God Column cracked open, and countless gravel fell from its body.

Following that, large areas collapsed, and the entire Evil God Column actually split into countless stones, collapsing onto the ground.

Only a mass of blood-colored light quietly floated within it.

With a whoosh, it flew directly into the air.

The entire blood-colored light mass grew larger and larger, expanding to a diameter of about fifteen meters.

Zzzzzzzzz…

The blood-colored light mass emitted a sound like electricity, cracking open, and dazzling blood-red light burst forth.

A giant monster, about fifteen meters tall, floated in mid-air, almost identical to the monster carved on the Evil God Column.

It had two white ram horns on its head, and its face was ferocious and extremely ugly.

Its upper body had four arms, and surprisingly, its chest was a black dragon head with blood-red eyes, as if two monsters had merged into one.

A pair of massive black fleshy wings on its back flapped continuously.

[Name: Evil God Phantom]

[Status: **]

[Planet: Demon Star]

[Race: Evil Race]

[Level: **]

“These foolish people are truly delicious; it would be even better if their souls and blood were stronger.”

The Evil God Phantom seemed to be savoring a delicacy, then looked disdainfully at Yang Qianhun and the others, saying, “You all look quite delicious too. Offer your souls and blood to the great Evil God Lord.”

“Get down here!”

Zhang Fei roared, leaped forward, and thrust his Serpent Spear directly towards it.

“You rat who pretends to be a god, take this hammer!”

Xu Chu suddenly jumped up, swinging his war hammer to strike the Evil God Phantom.

“Mere ants, daring to challenge the dignity of this Evil God.”

The Evil God Phantom snorted coldly, its wings on its back suddenly flapping.

Two black evil winds blew directly towards Zhang Fei and Xu Chu.

Seeing this, the two showed no fear. They circulated their internal cultivation techniques, and spiritual power surged out as they charged forward to kill.

When their weapons touched the two evil winds.

In just one encounter, Zhang Fei and Xu Chu were directly repelled, falling heavily onto the ground.

The entire ground was dented where their feet landed, and their hands had countless blood-colored wounds like sharp blades.

The two were unyielding and were about to charge forward with their weapons to fight again, but Yang Qianhun stopped them.

“The main body can’t come out, so it sends a phantom to play tricks. Is this even worthy of being called an Evil God? It’s just a clown.”

Yang Qianhun stared at the Evil God Phantom, speaking calmly.

“I was wondering why I suddenly appeared here in this form. So it’s because you, little brat, have an aura I detest. I can just crush you to death while I’m at it.”

The Evil God Phantom said with sudden realization the moment it looked at Yang Qianhun, its eyes filled with killing intent.

“Oh, I have someone here who also really wants to kill you.”

Yang Qianhun smiled indifferently after hearing this, then took out three cards from his spatial bag.

They were precisely the sealed one's right hand, the sealed left hand, and the sealed Dark Magician.

“Ex…o…di…a.”

The Evil God Phantom stared intently at the three cards in Yang Qianhun’s hand, its eyes burning with immense hatred, speaking each word slowly.

Then, Yang Qianhun injected spiritual power into the three cards.

Instantly, the three cards glowed brightly: one golden light and two red lights.

Spiritual power was continuously absorbed into the cards, almost emptying his remaining spiritual power.

The cards formed three masses of light, one golden and two red, directly leaving his hand and flying into the air, converging into one.

They formed a mass of golden-red intertwined light, and a terrifying aura shot into the sky, as if it wanted to tear apart the firmament.

The surroundings instantly became covered in dark clouds, emitting an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

At this moment, from the golden-red light mass in the air, a huge head emerged from the light mass.

Two arms, one left and one right, extended from the sides of the light mass, followed by a flash of golden light.

A colossal body floated in mid-air; it was the upper half of the Dark Magician Exodia.

It had a fan-shaped head and a somewhat terrifying face, with its head and upper body being golden yellow.

Its muscles were well-defined, looking very robust, and the upper body was inscribed with dark-gold characters, profound and difficult to understand.

On its incredibly thick arms, the bulging muscles were clearly defined, faintly glowing with golden light.

The entire arm was inscribed with some strange characters, and black iron chains were bound to the arms.

Terrifying pressure swept from all directions, and the aura of death pressed directly onto the Evil God Phantom like Mount Tai.

“Your current power is not even one ten-thousandth of your peak, and you still want to kill me.”

The Evil God Phantom revealed a ferocious expression, exposing its thoughts.

Its massive fleshy wings on its back suddenly flapped, and a powerful pressure directly charged head-on towards the pressure released by Exodia.

Bang…

The two powerful pressures instantly collided, forming a huge airwave that spread outwards.

It stirred up violent gusts of wind that continuously swept in all directions.

Even Yang Qianhun and the others on the ground couldn't stop themselves from retreating, only managing to stabilize their figures with all their might.

“To crush your phantom, the current power is enough.”

A majestic voice slowly emanated from Exodia’s mouth, increasing the pressure on everyone.

“You are as arrogant as ever, which is why you deserved to be ambushed and sealed.”

The Evil God Phantom was enraged, directly cursing.

His current appearance in this form was also thanks to Exodia’s “blessing.”

Therefore, when he sensed Exodia’s aura on Yang Qianhun, he wished he could tear him into ten thousand pieces and mince him into paste.

Exodia did not waste words with the Evil God Phantom. He merely observed the strange characters on his body faintly shining with golden light.

Following that, the characters on his body seemed to melt, turning into countless golden light spots that moved across his body.

The next second, they formed golden patterns, and those golden patterns directly spread to his face.

All of them merged into his eyes, and his two eyes burst forth with golden light.