Death... and me

As long as Roan didn't get too close to one of those Saint Realm guys, their Divine Senses wouldn't pierce through the Divine Sense bending skill. With that being said, he could stay hidden as long as he wanted. Then again, Roan wasn't the type to simply watch, so once one of his clones was destroyed, he immediately summoned another one.

Since it could use the same skills as the original body, it could also hide and appear once it got close to another group.

Suddenly, Roan's Death World appeared around another group, which immediately caught everyone's attention.

"There he is! It's that skill he used in the Soul Power Competition!"

Once again, everyone used all their skills without mercy. As for the group that was there, they were just as unlucky as the first one. Roan's Death World soon disappeared, together with his clone. Naturally, no one could see where he was. It's just that the people there weren't idiots. Once Roan used the same strategy twice, it became extremely obvious that he was using the other participants to get rid of the competition.

But then again, none of them knew that Roan had a clone skill. His Death World was always active when everyone bombarded his location, so no one could see when it was destroyed, making it feel like Roan had escaped somehow.

Everyone couldn't help but think to themselves, 'Will we keep killing each other like that to the end while looking for that guy?' Indeed, the groups assaulted by Roan ended up dying or were forced to say 'I give up!' before they were bombarded as well.

Awkwardly, the entire battlefield became silent. No one, except Roan's clones, was attacking any other participant. Because of that, the battle royale wasn't going anywhere.

Of course, such a situation could always happen, even if Roan wasn't there. Nevertheless, some extra features were added ahead of time when this happened.

*Rumble!*

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble as multiple patterns coming from formations appeared over it. Following that...

*Shin...*

*Spurt!*

*Arrgh!*

Divine Energy projectiles began to fly around at high speeds, moving in a completely random manner! Ravio looked at that and smiled playfully before telling everyone, "If you take too long, the formation's power will increase. Are you sure you want to lose because of such a thing? If I were you, I would start moving straight away."

There was no surprise with that development. Be it the participants themselves or the watchers, they all knew that such a thing would start sooner or later. It's just that it usually came around far into the battle. Because of Roan, this feature was forced to start much earlier.

"Attack!"

Sure enough, the strong teams couldn't waste time with Roan anymore and began to aim at the others. First of all, with those Divine Energy projectiles moving around discriminately, maybe the real Roan would be hit by one of them.

They were right. Roan noticed one of those attacks coming his way and was forced to dodge. Of course, he still kept his Light and Divine Sense bending skill active. 'Interesting.'

*Arrgh!*

"I give up!"

"Die!"

Be it the projectiles or the cultivators, everyone was in a frenzied state due to the situation. As one could imagine, the lower-level cultivators were the first ones to be rooted out, with a few still running at the borders of the battlefield. Not too long after, the middle-level ones also began to fall or give up in the face of death.

Not only that, but the formation's power increased the longer the battle continued. The projectiles gradually became bigger, stronger, and faster as a result. Even the Soul Transformation Realm cultivators found it hard to avoid them if they didn't pay attention, and obviously, it only got worse.

But of course, Roan was still fine. He had Rean's Enhancement skill and his own Shadow Steps. Not to mention that he kept creating clones every now and then to make life difficult for the other participants. After all, his Death World would make it impossible to see the projectiles coming until they entered someone's Divine Sense Range. By then, it might have been too late already. Some started to wonder whether the formation or Roan was more dangerous.

Twenty minutes had soon passed. At this point, 50% of the participants had either died or given up.

Thirty minutes had passed, with the formation becoming stronger and 70% being eliminated. Even worse, the formation's offensive power spiked at that very moment.

Forty minutes later, 90% of the participants were gone!

In fact, the elimination rate was much faster than predicted as Roan's Death World only contributed to the quicker elimination. Of course, compared to the battle royale and the number of battles going around, Roan's interventions couldn't compare to the total number of losses.

With another spike in power, the remaining participants were down to only 112 by the time the fifty-minute mark was up.

*Clang!*

Suddenly, the remaining participants heard the sound of someone blocking one of the projectiles in the middle of their own struggles. However, there wasn't anyone in the direction the sound came from...or so it seemed.

The thing was that Roan was the one who blocked that. 'Tch! These things really have some power behind them,' Roan thought for a moment before he summoned another clone.

He looked around and took notice of the battles happening. However, it didn't seem like any of the sides were taking it seriously, as if waiting to see who could endure more of the formation. No, to be more specific, they were waiting to see if Roan would suddenly appear close to them so that they could react fast enough and leave the range of his Death World. It had happened several times by now when it came to those high-level cultivators. Well, there was also the fact that the twins' clones were not as efficient as the real bodies.

At the moment, Roan had only one concern. 'I'm not the only one hiding.'

He was right. In the Realm of Gods, he was far from being the only one with excellent concealing abilities. Although rare, they do exist. The top powers of Cosec just so happened to be in possession of similar skills.