: "Let me handle it. You've already made enough of the show, and now it's my turn." Mo Nian replied without hesitation.
The Deputy Hall Master of the Fire God Hall roared, "You... Have you thought about the consequences of what you did? If you kill me, the Fire God Hall will not let you go. The power of Brahma Pill Valley spans the entire Emperor Heaven. When that happens, you will face the pursuit of the entire world..."
"Don't speak,"
Mo Nian said impatiently, taking out a piece of purple jade. The jade was wrapped in countless runes, and Mo Nian tossed it to Long Chen.
Long Chen was stunned, not understanding what Mo Nian meant. When he took the piece of purple jade, he was speechless. This was actually a high-grade Shadow Jade—no need to say, he knew exactly what this guy was up to.
"Buzz!"
Long Chen didn't waste any words. He activated the Recording Jade to record this beautiful moment. Mo Nian struck a proud and sacred pose, holding a long sword and pointing at the Vice Hall Master of the Fire God Hall:
"Old Deng, do you know your guilt?"
At this moment, Mo Nian was like a judge, interrogating a prisoner.
At this moment, the Vice Hall Master of the Fire God Temple's eyes were filled with fear: "Young man, listen to me..."
The more lofty a person is, the more afraid they are of death. They consider themselves Heavenly Saints and judges. Once judged, they value their lives more and fear them more than anyone else, because they never imagined that one day death would come upon them.
"Sss!"
Mo Nian slashed his sword, leaving a gash on the Vice Hall Master of the Fire God Hall.
"Ah..."
The Deputy Hall Master of the Fire God Hall let out a painful scream. He had no idea which pit Mo Nian had dug out of the longsword in his hand. As the sword sliced through his body, it left blood-red flame marks, and the wound was burning, causing him immense pain.
"Hold on tight," Long Chen said,
helping Mo Nian record while using his Amethyst Heavenly Eye to observe the direction of the newcomer. He noticed the newcomer was getting faster and faster, and it wouldn't be long before they rushed here. He couldn't help but warn Mo Nian to avoid going too far.
"Alright, time is tight, so I won't make things difficult for you. Answer my question: what is one plus one equal?" Mo Nian asked.
"Two,"
the Deputy Hall Master of the Fire God Hall said almost without hesitation.
"Pfft!"
Mo Nian's longsword slashed down, splitting the Deputy Hall Master's primordial spirit in two. The Vice Hall Master stared at Mo Nian in terror, and then his primordial spirit flame was extinguished and vanished into thin air.
Mo Nian calmly blew on the sword blade, shrugged, and shrugged: "I'm sorry, you know too much." Mo
Nian's expression left Long Chen speechless. Such childish tricks, and you want to play with them too? That's just too childish.
But the Yuluo Clan Chief and the others had clearly never seen such a trick before. Seeing Mo Nian inexplicably kill the Vice Hall Master of the Fire God Hall, and seeing the Vice Hall Master's unwilling expression before dying, they almost burst out laughing.
What was originally a very serious matter suddenly turned so absurd. Chief Yuluo and the four chief elders of the Guardian Clan tried to hold back their laughter. This kind of thing was probably something only the two of them could do.
"Whew."
Long Chen tossed the Recording Jade to Mo Nian. Mo Nian was thrilled and immediately checked the footage. Perhaps impressed by his own handsomeness, his eyes sparkled with stars, and his self-indulgent expression gave people goosebumps.
While using the Recording Jade to help Mo Nian record the procession, Long Chen used the Amethyst Heavenly Eye to observe the newcomer. He noticed that when Mo Nian slain the Deputy Hall Master's primordial spirit, the person running forward visibly stiffened, took out something to check, then twisted his face and sprinted with all his might.
Clearly, they already knew the Deputy Hall Master of the Fire God Hall had been killed, and at this moment, murderous intent surged toward the heavens and earth.
It must be said, this Vice Hall Master of the Fire God Hall deserves to die. In fact, after he was injured that day, he could use a secret technique to send his primordial spirit to the nearest Fire God Hall for recuperation.
No wonder it's not good things to worry about, but bad people. The master of the Yellow Springs Pavilion advised him to come to the Yellow Springs Pavilion to recuperate, because teleporting back would consume his already limited primordial spirit power even more.
Here, the four great families could protect him, and with the power left by the Fangtian Seal, they even believed that even someone of Xing Wujiang's level was no match for them, so ensuring his safety was definitely not a problem.
What tempted the Deputy Hall Master of the Fire God Hall most was that the Master of the Yellow Springs Pavilion could extract the souls of commoners to nourish their primordial spirits.
Because he was currently in the most critical stage, if he received soul nourishment at this time, it would be easier to recover later. So, after weighing the pros and cons, he agreed to stay here to recuperate.
As a result, this decision sent him to the brink of death. Because the Fire God Hall's experts had arrived, Long Chen sensed something was off, suspected he might be recovering here, and then captured him.
Before dying, he was still humiliated by Mo Nian. The Deputy Hall Master of the Fire God Hall deserved it, and the souls of those Demon-Subduing City could now smile in the afterlife.
"Let's go,"
Long Chen watched as the group drew closer and closer, even sensing danger approaching by instinct. Long Chen said to Mo Nian.
"No rush, let me set it up."
After Mo Nian finished speaking, she reluctantly put away the Shadow Jade and looked at it several times, but still hadn't had enough.
Mo Nian took out over a hundred Heavenly Saint divine weapons in one breath, but these were all stained with blood and dust, mostly rusted and difficult to use.
However, being able to produce so many Heavenly Saint Divine Weapons in one go was still an astonishing move. Chief Yuluo and the others were all startled.
Mo Nian formed a hand seal and buried the Heavenly Saint Divine Weapons underground. Then he tampered with the altar. Although he couldn't understand it, Long Chen knew this guy was setting traps again.
This was different from last time with the Deputy Hall Master of the Yin Fire Temple. The trap was hastily set up and required concealment. Not only was it extremely difficult to deceive the opponent, but there were too many concealment runes, causing the self-detonation power to sharply decrease.
But this time was different. Mo Nian buried these Heavenly Saint divine weapons underground, using the altar's aura to mask their presence, and linked them together with formations.
After finishing the setup, Mo Nian took out another formation disk. Everyone stepped onto it together and quietly waited.
After several breaths, a violent pressure crashed down like a tsunami. The walls of Demon-Subduing City collapsed with a roar, losing the power of the Fangtian Seal. They had completely decayed and could not withstand any storm.
"Rumble rumble... Countless
buildings inside Demon-Subduing City shattered before that terrifying aura. Fierce winds swept through the sky, sand and stones flew, creating a scene of apocalyptic destruction.
A group of people appeared above Demon Suppression City. At that moment, Long Chen's heart tightened. He finally saw the newcomer's face, and the white-bearded elder leading them also saw them.
"Definitely stronger than that dead ghost, but what can you do to me? Hehe, until we meet again. Mo Nian chuckled.
"Buzz"—
the teleportation array activated, and Long Chen and the others' bodies instantly became invisible.
"Where are we going?"
The group was furious. With a teleportation, they appeared on the altar, and simultaneously reached out to grab it. At this moment, they actually wanted to leave survivors alive.
"Whew." However,
Mo Nian's timing was exceptionally precise; they didn't interfere with teleportation at all. Watching Long Chen and the others disappear, they were so furious that smoke seemed to pour from their orifices.
"You're driving me crazy!"
the old man shouted angrily, stomping his foot hard.