The moment the Corpse Speaker fell, the leader of the Death God Association, Death God, sensed it immediately.
His expression turned ashen, and countless black smoke surged from him, forming the phantom of a Death God.
"Go, investigate for me what exactly happened."
"The Corpse Speaker was an important tool for me; I had been cultivating his body for many years."
Ever since the Death God was infected with the Curse of the Death God, he had been thinking about how to live another life.
So, he targeted the Corpse Speaker, in the Death God’s eyes, the Corpse Speaker’s body was the perfect vessel.
He was waiting for the Corpse Speaker to reach Tier Eight so that he could seize his body, using it to achieve eternal life.
But now, the vessel he had prepared, the so-called immortal Corpse Speaker, just died?
The Death God would not let it go.
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A Thunder Crow and Big Gray were at a standoff.
Now that their common enemy was dead, it was time for the Thunder Crow to completely take over this Secret Realm Space and reign supreme.
So, in the eyes of the Thunder Crow, Big Gray was as good as dead.
Beside them, Zhang Lingxue finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The Corpse Speaker was thoroughly exterminated.
And the Thunderbirds also entered the Secret Realm Space.
"Ye Bai, what did you use to attract so many Thunderbirds?"
Zhang Lingxue asked curiously.
However, she quickly caught a familiar scent in the air, and suddenly she realized.
"So it was Celestial Dew."
Zhang Lingxue was no stranger to Celestial Dew, because she was the first to know that Ye Bai’s Sunflower Emperor could produce Celestial Dew.
"But using Celestial Dew is too extravagant."
Zhang Lingxue hesitated for a moment.
"You can’t catch a wolf if you’re not willing to lose a child."
"Things are dead, people are alive."
Ye Bai said nonchalantly.
At that moment, the sky echoed with the Thunder Crow’s thunderous roar.
Countless Thunderbirds gathered around the Thunder Crow.
The entire sky of the Secret Realm grew covered with dark clouds, and suddenly a dazzling crack split the clouds, as if the heavens were torn apart.
The Thunder Crow stood in the void, its feathers dazzling under the electric light.
From afar, it looked like the Eye of Heaven’s Punishment.
Raging thunder gathered on the Thunder Crow, and its eyes revealed an imperceptible determination and dominance, that Leader’s Aura allowed it, a Tier Seven, to unleash Tier Eight combat power.
Therefore, the Thunder Crow didn’t see Big Gray as a threat.
Once enough raging thunder was amassed, it would be time for Big Gray to be utterly wiped out.
Its wings spread slightly, emitting a sharp, piercing cry, sending the surrounding clouds scattering in all directions.
The Thunderbirds quickly dispersed around the area.
The scent of searing heat filled the air.
Suddenly, the Thunder Crow let out a long, thunderous cry, the sound waves rippling out in circles.
Its feathers burst forth with endless raging thunder, transforming into sharp arrows that aimed directly at Big Gray.
Faced with such a terrifying attack, Big Gray remained calm and composed, instead smiling as it raised Mjolnir high.
Its great ax was thirsting for action.
To Big Gray, so many Thunderbirds were simply supplements for repairing the Eye of the Thunder God, this divine artifact.
Repairing the Eye of the Thunder God required absorbing massive amounts of electricity, converting it into the essence of thunder, thus promoting its own recovery.
Even if it exhausted the entire Thunderbird flock, the attack wouldn’t hurt Big Gray in the slightest.
The Thunder Crow’s skills were all in vain, nearly driving it mad with fury.
The thunder in the sky converged into a powerful force, gathering at the center of its body, seemingly replenishing its consumption.
A thunderous sound exploded behind it, electric serpents accompanying its plummeting figure, like a deity descending on the world.
The Thunderbirds broke through the clouds, carrying ferocious thunder power, directly attacking Big Gray.
At that moment, light and dark intertwined, life and destruction coexisted, akin to the forbidden curse Thunderstorm Calamity of the Thunder Element.
And then, a phantom Death God appeared.
The phantom Death God arrived through the brand left by the Corpse Speaker’s death.
As soon as it looked up, it was engulfed by the raging thunder.
Its already phantom-like body instantly turned to smoke.
The Death God spewed a mouthful of black blood, spurting three feet high.
He staggered back a few steps, growing suddenly much older.
His contracted Pet Beast was heavily injured just now, and naturally, he suffered a heavy blow as well.
The thunder with the might of heaven and earth not only wiped out the Spiritual Brand left by the Corpse Speaker forcibly.
It also dealt his Pet Beast an indelible damage.
The Death God’s aura grew increasingly feeble.
Ye Bai was unaware that his random chance, and the Thunder Crow’s skills, unintentionally injured the leader of the Death God Association, the Death God.
If he knew, he would surely laugh aloud.
Big Gray was engulfed in a silver-white brilliance.
But this didn’t affect Ye Bai in the slightest.
Instead, he began discussing with Zhang Lingxue beside him.
"This time, the Corpse Speaker is dead, and we also obtained four heroic spirits’ remains."
"They’ve already been refined into Human Puppets."
"Thunder Sword Li Qinglei has at least regained his self-awareness."
"But as for the three little girls who were harmed by the Corpse Speaker, we don’t know if there’s a way to resurrect them."
Zhang Lingxue planned to hand over these four Corpse Puppets for the upper levels to determine how to arrange them.