Immortal of the Nine Realms

The battle between the two divine ability users lasted a full hour before it finally concluded with the defeat of the Gold Essence Race female divine ability user.

Following their clash, the city had become increasingly dilapidated. Every blade of grass and tree within the Inner Domain had been blessed by Saint Long. Even the destructive force of a seventh-transformation divine ability user would amount to nothing more than this.

"Zhao Xiaomei, I will not kill you. Once the time to concede arrives, leave on your own," the God Race divine ability user said.

Hearing that, the Gold Essence female divine ability user, who was slumped on the ground, panted heavily and tried to push herself up to continue fighting. The God Race divine ability user sighed helplessly, flew over, and knocked her unconscious.

He then scanned the surrounding figures. "Those who have managed to stay until now are all geniuses hailing from the top twelve races. However, the Soul Race is unique and never participates in the Battle of the Saint Tower. So, all things considered, this final battle will be contested by the divine ability users of our eleven powerful races..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he seemed to suddenly receive some piece of information. He was stunned for a moment. He then turned his gaze toward the spot where Fang Chen was hiding.

It wasn't just him. The surrounding divine ability users from the other powerful races all seemed to have received information as well, as they sequentially shifted their gazes toward Fang Chen's direction.

Fang Chen's expression stirred, a look of contemplation flashing through his eyes. I was discovered?

"There is a divine ability user here who does not hail from the powerful races," the God Race divine ability user spoke slowly. "You can come out now. There is no need to hide any longer."

The other divine ability users were curious. When they saw Fang Chen reveal himself, they were taken aback.

An exquisitely beautiful and gorgeous divine ability user from the Deviant Snake Race burst out laughing. "Isn't this just a member of your God Race? He's just a bit fairer, that's all."

"I was going to say! Right now, among the top one hundred, even the powerful races ranked after the top twelve no longer have any divine ability users holding out. How could a divine ability user from some weak race possibly appear? No matter how lucky he is, he couldn't have dodged deathmatches so many times. Look behind his back, twenty-seven halos. That's barely any less than us."

"Dai Congyun, could this be a hidden card arranged by your God Race? I heard that your God Race made a bet with the Southern God Race this time. Are you planning to sweep a grand slam?"

Quite a few divine ability users revealed wary expressions, their gazes shifting back and forth between Dai Congyun and Fang Chen.

Right at that moment, a figure suddenly materialized out of thin air. He soundlessly appeared behind Fang Chen's back, using his immortal essence to condense a black blade before thrusting it straight toward the back of Fang Chen's head.

Seeing that, the surrounding divine ability users all wore smiles on their faces, as if watching a sideshow. Only Dai Congyun looked as though he wanted to say something, but he ultimately remained silent.

The one who had appeared behind Fang Chen had dark skin. Three golden lines extended from above his forehead down to his chest.

Seeing that his strike was about to succeed, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he could already envision the scene of the person before him dropping dead. The target wouldn't even know how he died.

Very quickly, the black blade struck the back of Fang Chen's head. Immediately after, the blade fractured inch by inch, dissolving into nothingness. The ambusher failed to react for a moment, merely staring blankly at his empty right hand. By then, Fang Chen had already turned around to face the newcomer, his brow slightly furrowed.

Only then did the divine ability user snap out of it. He leaped toward the void, seemingly attempting to use it to escape. However, he jumped a few feet high and ended up landing steadily on the ground without anything happening.

This scene appeared highly bizarre not only to the nearby divine ability users, but also to the countless pairs of spectating eyes within the infinite Inner Domain, all of which revealed strange expressions.

"Is that Shadow Race divine ability user putting on a monkey show?"

"Is he intentionally provoking that human divine ability user?"

"Perhaps there is some profound meaning to it."

Fang Chen asked calmly, "The God Race divine ability user called me out, so I came out. Yet, before we could even exchange a few words, you launch a sneak attack on me?"

The Shadow Race divine ability user said nothing, leaping toward the void once more. Still, absolutely nothing happened.

At that point, even Dai Congyun and the others felt a wave of awkwardness.

Only now did the Shadow Race divine ability user confirm that he had lost all his abilities. He stared at Fang Chen with a bewildered expression.

"What did you do to me? Why have all my divine abilities vanished?"

He failed to realize that he had long been enveloped by the dense Mortal World Immortal Intent. As long as his cultivation did not surpass Fang Chen's, it would be extremely difficult to resist this immortal intent. Or rather, the grade of the abilities he mastered was far inferior to that of the Mortal World.

Seeing that the Shadow Race divine ability user did not answer him, Fang Chen turned to Dai Congyun and the others. "Is this one also from the top twelve races? Do the Top Twelve Races only know how to launch sneak attacks?"

His tone was flat, seeming less like an interrogation and more like a casual remark, yet to everyone else's ears, it carried a distinct edge of cold sarcasm.

The Deviant Snake Race divine ability user immediately snapped in a charming yet harsh voice. "The Shadow Race represents only themselves. What does that have to do with the rest of us? Their methods have always been despicable. Everyone in the Divine Realm knows that."

She paused before adding, "On the other hand, you were able to block his killing move without making a sound, and even played him like a fool. Do you really not hail from a powerful race?"

Just moments ago, everyone had suddenly heard the voice of their respective Saint whispering in their ears. All of them were told that a divine ability user from a weak race was nearby and were ordered to eliminate him, as he was not allowed to achieve a high ranking.

As a result, none of them were particularly wary of Fang Chen. After all, he was destined not to make it much farther and would soon be eliminated. Instead, it piqued their curiosity, making them want to investigate him, much like the Southern God Race divine ability user who had previously wanted to dissect Fang Chen.

Fang Chen smiled faintly. "If a powerful race is defined by supreme bones, then I indeed do not hail from a powerful race, but rather a weak one."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve. The Shadow Race divine ability user, who was just planning to slip away quietly, was dragged back by a surge of force and came to a firm halt right beside Fang Chen, unable to move a muscle.

"I have not finished speaking, and you have yet to give an explanation. Why leave?" said Fang Chen, his brow furrowing slightly.

The Shadow Race divine ability user said helplessly, "Forget it. I don't care what race you come from. My abilities have been locked by you, so I am no match for you. I will simply surrender once the time is up. Don't blame me for the sneak attack just now. My hand was forced. Besides, my race's methods have always been like this. We never engage anyone head-on."

Fang Chen sized him up from head to toe. "The ability you used just now to appear out of thin air behind me, what is it called? Is it a divine ability unique to your Shadow Race?"

The Shadow Race divine ability user replied flatly, "Yes, this is an ability exclusive to our Shadow Race. It is highly difficult for anyone outside the Shadow Race to awaken it. It is called the Shadow Buddha Technique. You aren't planning to kill me, are you? With my aptitude, even if I die, I will be accepted by the Soul Race. I would merely change from the Shadow Race to the Soul Race, which is still one of the Top Twelve Races. There is no need for us to forge such a mortal enmity."

As he spoke, several more black blades suddenly thrust out from the void, landing on Fang Chen's skin. Without exception, these blades fractured inch by inch, dissolving into nothingness.

Several more Shadow Race divine ability users tumbled out from the shadows, stumbling a few steps before managing to steady themselves.

The scene became overwhelmingly silent.

After a few breaths, the divine ability users of the various races let out a collective sigh.