91: Chapter 91 Annihilating a Group of Cultivators with a Flick of a Finger! The Heavenly Water Saint Lord's Escape Plan!

Above the Southern Wasteland Region, 1,500 kilometers away from the Hehuan Sect.

Clouds rolled, and a massive golden warship crushed through the horizon like an ancient behemoth.

On the deck of the warship, Hall Master Jin Erhe stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes filled with insufferable arrogance.

Behind him, eighteen Demon Slaying Guards at the Late Nascent Soul Stage stood with surging Killing Intent, and behind them were the elite allied forces of the Tianshui Holy Land.

"With the Spiritual Qi in the Southern Wasteland Region being so thin, what kind of powerful figures could it produce?"

"The Tianshui Holy Land is nothing but a bunch of trash!"

However, no sooner had Hall Master Jin Erhe finished his arrogant words.

Hum!

The gale ahead suddenly twisted violently, and three figures appeared as if out of thin air, blocking the path of the massive warship.

The young man in white leading them was embracing the slender waists of two stunning female cultivators, looking at the massive warship with a playful gaze.

It was Wang Yang, Su Qingge, and Xiao Yuhan, who had teleported here instantly through his Domain!

"Hmm? Who goes there? How dare you block the warship of the Righteous Path Alliance!" a Demon Slaying Guard shouted sternly.

Hall Master Jin Erhe narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Wang Yang, then fixing tightly on the two women beside him, and he immediately burst into wild laughter:

"I wondered who it was, so it turns out to be you, the ignorant Xiao Yuhan!"

"Then you must be Su Qingge! You two traitors of the Righteous Path Alliance, instead of waiting for death in that broken mountain, you actually dared to deliver yourselves to our doorstep?"

"And you, this pretty boy, must be Wang Yang?"

Facing Hall Master Jin Erhe's verbal assault, Wang Yang didn't even have the inclination to retort.

He just looked at the people on the deck as if they were idiots and shook his head gently:

"Villains die from talking too much, didn't your mother teach you that?"

"How dare you speak so loudly on my turf?"

Wang Yang slowly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers crisply at the golden warship that blotted out the sky.

"Snap."

This snap of the fingers seemed insignificant amidst the noisy gale.

But the next second, the terrifying power of the Domain descended with a boom!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling clash of Spells.

Right before Hall Master Jin Erhe's horrified eyes, the eighteen Demon Slaying Guards at the Late Nascent Soul Stage he was so proud of, as well as the Tianshui Holy Land allied forces behind the warship...

Were crushed as if by a millstone, their bodies instantly disintegrating and turning into a mist of blood dancing in the sky!

In an instant, the entire army was wiped out!

"This... this is impossible!!!"

Hall Master Jin Erhe was scared out of his wits, his scalp tingling.

He, a dignified Soul Transformation Middle Stage cultivator, couldn't understand this method at all!

"Monster! You are a monster!"

He had lost all his previous arrogance, turned around, and wanted to tear through the Void Realm to escape.

"Trying to leave now? Too late!"

Wang Yang snorted coldly and grasped the air with five fingers.

An irresistible, invisible giant force instantly descended upon Hall Master Jin Erhe.

"Ah—!"

Hall Master Jin Erhe let out a shrill scream, his bones breaking inch by inch, and his vast Spiritual Qi at the Soul Transformation Middle Stage was instantly sealed into a pool of stagnant water.

He fell like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the deck and kneeling before the three of them like a dead dog.

Wang Yang let go of the two women and spoke in a calm but murderous tone:

"Go ahead, settle your grievances and debts."

Xiao Yuhan stepped forward first, looking at this once high-and-mighty Vice Hall Revered Master on the ground with eyes full of disdain and anger:

"Hall Master Jin Erhe! As a high-level member of the Righteous Path Alliance, you formed cliques for personal gain and disregarded human life! You connived with your subordinates to collude with the Yao Race and traffic human boys and girls!"

"To cover up your dirty deeds, you went to the extent of reversing right and wrong, treating me, a meritorious official, as a scapegoat to be hunted down!"

"The face of the Righteous Path Alliance has been completely lost by scum like you! You deserve to die!"

Su Qingge followed closely behind, a flash of light appearing in her hand as a long sword radiating chilling Sword Intent was unsheathed.

Her eyes were red, the tip of her sword pointed directly at Hall Master Jin Erhe's brow, and her whole body was trembling with extreme hatred:

"Back then, the Zhao Family coveted my Su Family's ancient zither score and secretly dealt a lethal blow to my Su Family!"

"And you, Hall Master Jin Erhe! You accepted heavy bribes from the Zhao Family, not only sitting idly by while my entire Su Family of hundreds was slaughtered, but afterwards even reversed black and white, issuing official documents to slander my Su Family for colluding with the Demonic Path!"

"You made that group of murderers with blood-stained hands into the 'Demon Slaying Heroes' commended by the Righteous Path Alliance!"

"Hall Master Jin Erhe, have you ever thought this day would come?!"

Hall Master Jin Erhe was covered in blood, shouting in terror: "No! Don't kill me! I am a Vice Hall Revered Master of the Righteous Path Alliance! If you kill me, the Alliance Revered Master won't let you off..."

"Go to Hell and complain to your Alliance Revered Master!"

Su Qingge did not hesitate at all, and the long sword in her hand turned into a cold stream of light, slashing down fiercely!

Puchi!

A fine head flew into the sky.

Su Qingge looked at the rolling head, the long sword in her hand fell to the ground with a "clang," and she threw herself into Wang Yang's arms, crying loudly, venting all the grievances and hatred of these past few years.

...

Meanwhile, Tianshui Holy Land, underground secret chamber.

Holy Lord Tianshui did not yet know that the "tall one" Hall Master Jin Erhe, on whom he had pinned his hopes, had already been decapitated.

At this moment, he was standing in the center of the secret chamber, looking at the man and woman bound by thick chains with their cultivation sealed, a cold and triumphant smile on his face.

These two were none other than the current Saintess of Tianshui Holy Land, Murong Xue, and the Revered Master of the former Saintess Ye Qingcheng — Xie Yunzhou!

"Holy Lord! What are you doing?!"

Xie Yunzhou struggled desperately and roared: "I am an Elder of the Holy Land! Why are you imprisoning me and the Saintess?!"

"What am I doing?"

Holy Lord Tianshui sneered, tearing off his hypocritical mask from the past, a gleam of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:

"I have been cautious all my life and never do things without certainty! This is called having two backup plans!"

"Although that idiot Hall Master Jin Erhe is at the Soul Transformation Middle Stage, that Devil Head of the Hehuan Sect is extremely bizarre. If Hall Master Jin Erhe's entire army is wiped out, this Tianshui Holy Land will face imminent disaster!"

"When that time really comes, what will I use to appease that Devil Head's anger?"

Holy Lord Tianshui looked at the two bound people as if looking at two pieces of merchandise waiting to be sold:

"I never intervened in the matter of ruining Ye Qingcheng back then! It was all your dirty work!"

"If that Devil Head comes knocking, I will tie you two culprits up and send you to the Hehuan Sect in exchange for my own life!"

Hearing this, Murong Xue was frightened out of her wits: "Holy Lord, no! I am the Saintess! Elder Xie, save me!"

"Beast! You shameless villain! Let Xue'er go, and take it out on me if you have anything!"

Xie Yunzhou's eyes were splitting with rage, his eyeballs turning red with anxiety.

Looking at Xie Yunzhou's protective demeanor, Holy Lord Tianshui suddenly burst into loud laughter, filled with extreme disdain and mockery:

"Hahaha! Xie Yunzhou, oh Xie Yunzhou, do you really think of yourself as a passionate lover?"

"Back then, Ye Qingcheng's talent was peerless, suppressing that slut Murong Xue until she couldn't breathe."

"In order to climb up, Murong Xue not only used this body to climb into the bed of the Great Disciple Zhao Wuji, but also slept her way to the Hall of Punishment Elder Chu Xiuyuan!"

"The most ridiculous one is you, Xie Yunzhou!"

Holy Lord Tianshui pointed at Xie Yunzhou's nose, revealing the nauseating truth word by word:

"As the mentor who taught Ye Qingcheng, you were actually bewitched by this slut's beauty and became one of her paramours!"

"It was the four of you who, for your own interests, conspired to stage that frame-up of Ye Qingcheng colluding with the Demonic Path!"

"In the end, it was you, Xie Yunzhou, who personally crippled the Golden Core of your most proud Disciple and pushed her into the abyss!"

Holy Lord Tianshui grabbed Murong Xue's chin and grinned grimly:

"A broken shoe who climbed up by selling her body—you still treat her like a treasure? Why should I and the entire Tianshui Holy Land be buried with you for the mess the four of you created?"

"You just stay here obediently and pray that Hall Master Jin Erhe can win. Otherwise, the Hehuan Sect will be your burial ground!"

In the secret chamber, Xie Yunzhou's desperate roars and Murong Xue's terrified pleas for mercy intertwined, appearing extremely ironic and disgusting.

And they did not know that the star of doom who had sentenced them to death had already dealt with Hall Master Jin Erhe and was now setting his sights on the Tianshui Holy Land.