Killing spree

At the Dao Enlightenment Grounds!

Lin Feng and the others were all eagerly looking forward to it.

Hope radiated from their eyes.

Seeing this, Nine Nether, who was above the clouds, had a look of inexplicable mockery on his face.

“Don’t look anymore, your master isn’t coming!”

“With Emperor Lord personally taking action, how could he possibly survive?”

“Waiting for death is your only destiny.”

Upon hearing this, a flame of anger flickered in everyone’s eyes.

But at this moment, arguing was meaningless.

Time would provide the answer!

In everyone’s hearts, their master was no Mortal; the Qilin under his seat, Little Ga, and the Twelve Demon Generals arriving here must mean that their master had perceived their predicament and sent people to rescue them.

With their master’s heaven-reaching methods, even if he didn't come personally, he would certainly not make a useless effort.

Undeniably, Fengtian Hall was very strong, seemingly invincible in the entire Three Thousand Domains of the Lower Realm.

But Master Zhong Qing could effortlessly create so many Innate Dao Body fellow Disciples, transforming people of their mediocre aptitude into peerless Prodigies.

Their master's strength already transcended this realm; they had supreme confidence in their master.

Nine Nether saw this and shook his head slightly!

His face was filled with mockery.

They were just a rabble, yet they were being treated as a lifeline.

He wanted to see what kind of background these ignorant people had! How dare they act so presumptuously here!

With that thought, he moved and swiftly headed towards the source of the commotion.

On the Green Mountain, the massive Dragon’s corpse lay quietly on the ground, blood flowing from its severed body, permeating the air with a strong scent of gore.

In the surrounding Void Realm, over a hundred figures completely ignored the Dragon Sacred Beast, focusing solely on the Scarecrow and his group.

Among them, two figures were particularly striking!

One was tall, his Aura like an abyss, his Qi and blood surging like Hell’s magma; just by standing there, the surrounding Void Realm seemed unable to withstand the terrifying power of his Qi and blood, becoming distorted.

The other was relatively short but had a ferocious face, green-faced and red-eyed, like a malevolent ghost crawled out of Hell; his body was filled with the Aura of death and decay, as if he were the Grim Reaper walking among Mortals.

These two were subordinates of Nether Emperor, named Tong Ming and Purgatory respectively.

Both were quasi-Emperor powerhouses.

At this moment, the tall Tong Ming stared directly at the Scarecrow with his ox-like eyes.

In his opinion, among these strangely shaped creatures, only the Scarecrow was worth a second glance; the rest, even if the Qilin had a somewhat special identity, were too low in cultivation.

No matter how high your talent or how great your potential, before you grow, you are all ants.

“Who sent you?”

Tong Ming spoke with his hands behind his back, his voice like a great bell, his eyes cold, questioning their origins from a condescending position.

The other party’s demeanor utterly displeased the Twelve Demon Generals.

Chicken One took a step forward, his three chicken feathers on his head dancing in the wind—this had almost become his trademark!

He stood with his head held high, his gaze arrogant, saying, “You are not qualified to know my master’s name. If you know what’s good for you, quickly hand over the Innate Dao Body Disciples from the Heavenly Dao Institute of the Void Domain.”

Duck Seven stepped out from the side, walking shoulder to shoulder with Chicken One.

“Otherwise, we will surely let you know the might of my Big Brother’s blade!”

Little Ga, seeing this, was incredibly envious.

He then timidly glanced at his Big Brother, Qilin Xiao Hei.

He also wished that one day, under the protection of his Big Brother, he could bravely say: “If you know what’s good for you, surrender quickly; otherwise, we will surely let you know how formidable my Big Brother is!”

Kirin was provoked by Little Ga’s gaze.

But with a formidable enemy before them, he couldn't act out.

He merely vowed silently in his heart that one day, he would surely surpass the Scarecrow.

Only then could he highlight his magnificent and luminous image in his little brother’s heart.

From this day forward, he would strive and rise for his little brother’s admiration!

On the other side!

Chicken One and Duck Seven’s statements, however, greatly provoked those surrounding them.

Two Venerable Realm ants, not only intruded upon the Emperors dojo, but dared to threaten them while surrounded by a group of Great Sages and even quasi-Emperors.

What kind of behavior was this?

They were truly seeking death!

Purgatory, with his ferocious face, as if he had crawled out of Hell, and his body permeated with the scent of decay and death, flashed a cold light in his eyes.

A bone-chilling voice rang out.

“Ignorant ants!”

“How dare trash like you act presumptuously in the Emperors dojo?”

“No matter who it is, there is only one outcome for daring to challenge Fengtian Hall.”

“That is death!”

As his words fell, Purgatory moved.

Two beams of world-destroying light shot from his eyes!

Nine Nether, who had rushed from afar, was slightly stunned to see this.

Is it over already?

His Divine Sense had been observing this side the whole time!

When Chicken One said they came for the Innate Dao Body Disciples, he knew these people must have been sent by Zhong Qing.

But to send such a group of people, were they here to make a joke?

What did they take Fengtian Hall for?

Undeniably, the Scarecrow could instantly kill the Dragon Sacred Beast, so he indeed had some strength.

But even so, bringing a group of Venerable Realm ants and expecting to forcibly take people away?

What was this if not a joke?

And the reason Nine Nether was so sure this farce would end was because he knew Purgatory’s power.

This guy was the Emperor Lord’s absolute confidant, most valued by the Emperor Lord.

He had once, by himself, slain multiple quasi-Emperor powerhouses.

That world-destroying light was even more terrifying.

Ordinary quasi-Emperor powerhouses, if they faced it and were even slightly careless, would either die or be severely wounded.

However, just as Nine Nether thought the battle was about to conclude!

A blade light swept across.

The blade left no trace, only a large head soaring into the sky.

Blood splattered across the long sky.

The head, soaring upwards, still maintained an arrogant, unyielding, and cool demeanor on its face!

This, clearly, was a case of being arrogant to death!

The sudden turn of events.

Made Nine Nether’s relaxed heart instantly jump to his throat, his mind went blank, and countless question marks floated above his head.

He knew Purgatory’s strength best; he was much stronger than him.

Yet, such a quasi-Emperor powerhouse was gone, just like that?

Didn’t even last one move?

This, was it really that terrifying?

The other members of Fengtian Hall were also greatly alarmed by this scene.

Only at this moment did they realize that beneath the Scarecrow’s harmless appearance, such terrifying strength was hidden.

“All together, kill him!”

Tong Ming’s eyes were bloodshot, no longer showing any of his previous arrogance.

Instead, he was surprised, angry, frustrated, and anxious.

Purgatory and he had known each other for many years; they were like brothers.

Now, his brother was gone just like that, and the killing intent in his heart reached an unprecedented height.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten everything else, only wanting to tear the Scarecrow apart.

At his call, everyone moved at this moment.

Nine Nether originally wanted to join the battle, but after a moment of thought, he decided to wait and see.

The strength displayed by the Scarecrow was too terrifying.

Such an existence, if he fought with a suicidal resolve, once targeted, he might drag someone down with him.

It was better to hide in the dark, observe the changes, and deliver a fatal blow at the appropriate time.

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