As the Evil God had just stepped into the seabed, a blood-colored figure swiftly charged out.
In the blink of an eye, it arrived before him, manifesting the figure exactly like that of Saxton.
"Whoosh..."
The clone of the Evil God flashed past and directly entered into Saxton's body.
Moments later, a flood of memories poured deep into his mind.
Saxton gazed at the void above him, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
"Spirit Cloud Realm's great battle? Lu Li ruined this seat's plans?"
A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
Then, he leaped into the air and flew toward the sea surface above.
He soon vanished in the nearby waters.
..........
Half a year later.
Inside a small Grotto Heaven.
Three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Spirit Cloud Alliance stood in the void, surrounded by raging Gang Winds and clouds of dust.
The ground was filled with broken walls and ruins, the entire Grotto Heaven on the verge of collapse.
