The terrifying energy storm spread out in an instant, and the entire world was filled with flying sand and stones, resembling a scene from hell.

The powerful onlookers retreated one after another, and some lower-level warriors, unable to dodge in time, spat out vital blood from the shock.

A light shield flashed in front of Lin Chen, quickly propelling him backward, escaping from the center of the storm.

Even he was deeply alarmed by this terrifying energy storm.

Beams of dazzling light hit the light shield, causing it to fracture into cracks.

If it weren't for this energy light shield blocking the way, Lin Chen would likely have been torn to pieces by this ferocious energy storm.

The horrifying energy storm, like a whirlwind, raged for several minutes before dissipating, leaving the ground in shambles, with a nearby forest even turning into desolation.

At this moment, the faces of the onlookers were filled with expressions of shock. As they looked at the hell-like ground, everyone gasped in astonishment.

It was undoubtedly a peak duel between masters, the mere destructive power was enough to leave the crowd in awe.

The crowd's gaze fell upon the two individuals caught up in the energy storm.

Lin Chen, although his clothes were tattered, was not injured, but Song Qiao's current appearance was extremely miserable.

Song Qiao was covered in injuries and couldn't even stand, propping himself up with his sword.

He was drenched in blood, his originally tied-up hair bun had come loose, draping over his shoulders like a devil emerging from hell.

At this moment, the crowd looked at the proud figure standing there, their eyes filled with a mixture of awe.

The scholar-like Song Qiao had ended up in such a miserable defeat in front of this young man. The mockery in their eyes had disappeared, replaced by a trace of respect.

"This kid is so strong!"

Everyone gasped, and those who had been itching to make a move now dispelled any thoughts of action, their greed replaced by reason.

Lin Chen, holding the Heaven Origin Ancient Sword, glanced coldly at the crowd and said, "Who still refuses to submit, step forward!"

Lin Chen's cold gaze swept across the experts from Rock City in the wasteland.

Although Lin Chen also suffered some internal injuries just now, he forcefully suppressed the blood that had risen to his chest.

Lin Chen's face was calm as if the battle had not caused him any damage.

Song Qiao's face was pale, and his gaze was gloomy. Although unwilling in his heart, he had no strength left to fight, while Lin Chen still stood proudly, clearly marking his victory in this battle.

Seeing no one respond, Lin Chen withdrew to Yu Feifei and the others and whispered, "Let's go."

Just as they were about to escape, a round of applause suddenly erupted.

"The Hidden Sect lives up to its name. Even a disciple's strength is so formidable, but your strength is insignificant before me, the Ghost King."

Lin Chen's heart sank as he saw the door of a Hummer open, and a black-robed person slowly stepped out.

Seeing the black-robed figure step out, Lin Chen's heart sank—this person was none other than the second-ranked leader on the Black List, the Ghost King.

"Damn it, that guy is indeed here."

Lin Chen was horrified. This guy hid in the car, yet he hadn't noticed him at all, indicating that the opponent's strength was possibly greater than his own.

The black-robed figure descended from the car, revealing a ghastly mask beneath the robe that was terrifying, and the presence exuded was petrifying.

"The Ghost King!"

Seeing the individual appear, there was an uproar around.

In Rock City, the Ghost King was the ruler, rarely showing up, known only by name to many, but today he appeared for the Heaven Origin Crystal.

"Big brother, I..." Song Qiao showed a trace of shame as he looked at the Ghost King.

The Ghost King smiled calmly: "You've done very well. Don't be fooled by this kid's strong front; he's suffered significant internal injuries too."

Hearing the Ghost King's words, Lin Chen's gaze sharpened, stunned by the opponent's terrifying spiritual power.

Seeing the Ghost King emerge, the faces of Yu Feifei and Jia Xiaoling turned ugly, but Yao Hui's face revealed a fleeting smile.

It was said that the Ghost King was once the top elder of the Hidden Sect, exiled for practicing evil skills and a tendency to kill.

His strength had reached the peak of the True God Realm decades ago, with an unfathomable foundation.

Lin Chen's eyes were fixed on the figure beneath the black robe; although he emitted no aura, Lin Chen felt an extreme sense of danger.

Among the Four Demon Kings, Lin Chen had the strength to fight any of them, but the Ghost King left him feeling powerless.

After all, he had just gone through a fierce battle, and the opponent's strength far exceeded his own.

"Kid, I'll give you a chance. Submit to me, and I'll spare your life." The Ghost King looked at Lin Chen, smiling sinisterly, revealing dark teeth.

"Submit to you? Do you think that's possible?" Lin Chen replied with a faint smile.

The Ghost King chuckled coldly: "Submit to me and prosper, defy me and perish. If you don't submit, death is your only path."

Yu Feifei stepped forward, scoffing coldly: "Ghost King, we're from the Medicine Sect. If you dare to touch us, my father will hunt you to the ends of the earth."

"The Medicine Sect Master Yu Yuntian, how terrifying." The Ghost King feigned fear.

But he quickly grinned: "Little one, while the Medicine Sect may be a grand sect in others' eyes, they're nothing to me."

"What did you say?"

Yu Feifei's face flushed with anger; she gritted her silver teeth and said coldly, "Ghost King, remember my words. If you dare touch us, you're doomed."

Then Yu Feifei abruptly pulled a sphere from her pocket and threw it to the ground.

"Boom!"

Smoke erupted from the sphere, enveloping the surroundings in fog in just moments.

"Run!"

Yu Feifei shouted and urged the others.

The four of them quickly dashed into the valley under the cover of the mist.

"Do you think you can escape?" The Ghost King sneered, dispersing energy.

The mist vanished instantly under his might, revealing the figures of the fleeing group.

"Chase them down. Don't let any of them escape." The Ghost King commanded his subordinates coldly.

"Yes!"

Men from the Black Domain rapidly pursued Lin Chen and the others.

The Ghost King's lips curled into a sinister smile as his body disappeared from sight.

Other forces quickly took action as well. Even though they didn't dare provoke the Ghost King, many hoped to gain some advantage amidst the chaos.

The four accelerated to their limit, rushing into the valley.

"Keep it up! Once we're in the valley, we'll have a chance to shake them." Yu Feifei encouraged the group as they fled.

"It's no use; the enemy has nearly a hundred men. Even if we reach the forest, we might not hold them off." Yao Hui glanced back, speaking solemnly.

Yu Feifei also looked back, her face turning grim. Suddenly, she stopped abruptly.

"You go first, I'll hold them off." Yu Feifei bit her lip, her eyes showing determination.