The amplification from the Fourth Supreme Art, combined with the power of Genesis and God's Light, along with the inherent strength of the God Weeping Halberd.
Even with the evil god armor's enhancement and his use of the ultimate move, Evil God Art, Naraku was still thoroughly at a disadvantage in this collision.
Terrifying shockwaves swept in all directions.
The condensed God-Slaying Spear was directly shattered by the God Weeping Halberd, turning into a sky full of light particles.
Then, the halberd's blade continued its momentum, slashing towards Naraku!
Naraku instantly felt a sense of death approaching his heart.
He hurriedly used his defensive technique.
Purple-black evil Qi condensed into a barrier in front of him.
Bang!
The God Weeping Halberd once again shattered the barrier.
However, its power was also weakened somewhat.
Then, the halberd's blade heavily struck the evil god armor.
Blinding sparks erupted.
The sound of metal clashing was like the clang of weapons and horses, and also like the sound from a heavenly refining room, deafening and piercing one's eardrums.
Pfft...
Naraku was struck, his body flying backward like a cannonball.
But the God Weeping Halberd did not cut through the evil god armor.
The evil god armor, as a forbidden artifact of the former Yaqi Evil God, was also a world-destroying forbidden artifact of the same level as the God Weeping Halberd, so it naturally couldn't be so fragile.
"I told you, Yu Xiaoyao, it's not that simple for you to kill me!"
Naraku's mouth curled into a sinister smile.
With the evil god armor on, even a Little Heavenly Venerate couldn't do anything to him.
"Just a turtle shell, and it makes you so confident?"
Jun Xiaoyao remained expressionless and continued to attack.
Naraku was completely suppressed.
Although the God Weeping Halberd couldn't shatter the evil god armor, the recoil was unavoidable.
It caused Naraku's chest to churn with Qi and blood, and many of his ribs were broken.
Finally, under Jun Xiaoyao's relentless barrage of attacks, Naraku's body was directly sent flying, spitting out fresh blood and shattered organs.
His body, like a cannonball, landed on a distant island.
That island was directly shattered by Naraku, breaking into pieces.
"Damn it, Yu Xiaoyao!"
Purple flames spewed from Naraku's eyes.
Although the evil god armor protected him from being killed by Jun Xiaoyao, being so miserably suppressed was unacceptable to him.
Just as Naraku was about to use another ultimate move from the Evil God Art to fight Jun Xiaoyao, a faint voice sounded.
"Everyone, stop for now."
Hearing this voice, everyone looked over.
From the distant Misty Zone, a small boat glided over.
An old man wearing a bamboo hat held a wooden oar, rowing the boat.
Another figure was a handsome young man.
His eyes were pure black, without whites, appearing sinister and eerie.
Everyone present felt a homologous dark aura from that young man.
"It seems you are the last of the Three Kings to appear."
Jun Xiaoyao temporarily stopped and put away the God Weeping Halberd.
"First King."
The young man glanced at Jun Xiaoyao, then looked at the somewhat disheveled Naraku not far away.
"Are you the Demon Dark Monarch?"
The young man tilted his head slightly, his expression also a bit strange.
This Demon Dark Monarch seemed to have been taught a rather harsh lesson by the First King.
"Precisely."
Naraku said, his evil Qi surging, and his injuries rapidly recovering.
His expression was also a bit grim.
The face of the Demon Dark Monarch had been completely lost.
"Alright then, let me formally introduce myself."
The young man smiled faintly.
"I am the Third King, also the guide, named Mohu Luo, from the Demon Origin Clan."
Mohu Luo's words immediately caused Kagura, Zhu Ye, and others to tremble.
Although they had already expected it, truly learning the young man's identity still shocked them.
"The Demon Origin Clan, one of the Ultimate Emperor Clan of the Unspeakable Land." Kagura's expression became more solemn.
"Oh, the Demon Origin Clan."
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very calm.
It was his first time encountering a being from the Ultimate Emperor Clan.
That Mohu Luo indeed seemed very strong.
Even the old man rowing the boat had unfathomably deep cultivation.
Kagura leaned close to Jun Xiaoyao's ear and said, "The Demon Origin Clan, rumored to originate from the Myriad Demon Origin, is one of the oldest lineages in our realm, and seems to have a close connection with the ultimate calamity."
"Myriad Demon Origin..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.
First the Ultimate Calamity, now the Myriad Demon Origin.
The secrets of the foreign realm were indeed numerous.
"Everyone is a compatriot, serving the great ultimate calamity together, why must we draw swords against each other?" Mohu Luo said.
Naraku's expression was cold and sharp as he said, "It's just that some people don't know their place and don't know who their leader is."
"A defeated opponent dares to bark?" Jun Xiaoyao sneered.
"Are you truly the Demon Dark Monarch?"
Mohu Luo looked at Naraku.
To be honest, Naraku's disheveled appearance really didn't look like a Demon Dark Monarch at all.
On the contrary, Jun Xiaoyao, with his profound aura, like a Chaos God King, seemed more like a true monarch.
"What, do you doubt me?" Naraku's tone sank.
If it weren't for Mohu Luo being from the Demon Origin Clan, his attitude would probably be worse.
"No, just a little surprised, after all, the rumored Demon Dark Monarch, enlightened by the great ultimate calamity, possesses the strength to lead the Six Kings, but you..."
Mohu Luo hesitated to speak further.
The implication was that Naraku was too weak and simply couldn't command respect.
"I haven't fully Awakened yet, I'm still missing one thing." Naraku snorted coldly.
"What?"
"black blood." Naraku's eyes were sharp.
He wasn't afraid to say it.
Because in his memory, only the Demon Dark Monarch was qualified to refine and obtain the power of black blood.
If other beings obtained it and rashly refined it, they would either fall into madness or directly explode and die.
It could be said that even if a drop of black blood was placed before everyone, only he, Naraku, had the qualifications to refine it.
"So that's it, my clan also has some vague records." Mohu Luo nodded slightly.
As for Jun Xiaoyao, a dark glint flashed in his eyes.
A faint playful smile also played on his lips.
It seemed Kagura was indeed right.
"The black blood Naraku mentioned is very likely the same substance as the Black Blood of the Heavens I signed in for." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
At this moment, Mohu Luo said, "In that case, as long as you fuse with the black blood, you can prove that you are the true Demon Dark Monarch, and you can obtain the power to rule the Six Kings."
"Of course, but what do you mean by that..."
Naraku's eyes flashed with excitement.
"That's right, I do know where black blood exists in the Unspeakable Land."
Mohu Luo's words made Naraku's breathing quicken, and purple evil Qi surged in his eyes.
"Where?"
He was a bit impatient.
"Don't rush, I'll first take you through the Misty Zone to the Unspeakable Land."
"After all, we Six Kings still need to work together to open the path to the depths of the Unspeakable Land, and we might even see the truly great ultimate calamity!"
As Mohu Luo said this, his eyes showed a fervent devotion.
The gate to the depths of the Unspeakable Land required the Six Kings to activate six world-destroying forbidden artifacts to open.
It had been countless eons since it was last opened.
In this era, they might very well see the true Ultimate Calamity!
And Naraku's expression was also one of impatience.
He turned to look at Jun Xiaoyao, his face showing a sense of triumph.
"Yu Xiaoyao, your good days are numbered. Once I obtain the black blood, then..."
Naraku smiled, his smile cold.
Jun Xiaoyao, however, shook his head faintly.
In his heart, he had already begun to mourn for Naraku.