"Lord Supreme Cloud!" Wang Changfeng suddenly bellowed, "This old man has something to say!"
His voice was thunderous and deafening, but Yun Yang was still weaving in and out like a whirlwind, with no intention of stopping.
The strange ambush that had no form or substance, the Saber Truth: Destiny Blade that was unrivaled in the world, complemented by the indestructible and indestructible Divine Edge, in addition to his extreme speed, made him like a dragon in the sea, a tiger roaring deep in the mountains. No one could stop him, killing people like they were chickens.
Right now, this place was Yun Yang's absolute turf!
After ninety-nine consecutive swift slashes, seven Ma-i Sect disciples were sliced into pieces as if they were being sliced into pieces. His voice drifted over, "Wang Changfeng, speak if you want to. I'm killing, but I can still hear. Your words won't delay my movements. Don't worry!"
The gray shadow spun and pounced to the other side. Wherever it passed, there was still blood, each wave higher than the one before.
Wang Changfeng's heart was dead.
The invincible golden hook that had been indestructible in his hands and had helped him kill countless enemies had fallen on Supreme Cloud countless times.
From the initial ecstasy, to the confusion, to the futile effort, to the helplessness and despair in the end, all of it proved one thing – he was powerless against Supreme Cloud!
The battlefield now was like a group of people going up against a ghost. It looked like they had the advantage in numbers, but the truth was that no matter how capable they were, their attacks were completely useless against the enemy.
Watching his disciples die one by one without being able to do anything, the feeling of helplessness was indescribable.
The Ma-i Sect had sent a hundred and thirty people this time, all of them elites. Their original intention was to snatch the dragonhide treasure map, but more than forty of them had died before they even reached Tiantang City!
In addition, the death toll was still increasing.
Supreme Cloud's saber light was like snow, shining brightly. Each time it flickered, a ray of blood flew.
"Supreme Cloud! Supreme Cloud! Please stop! I have something to say! " Ge Zuheng and Wang Changfeng's hair was disheveled, and their faces were deathly pale. They cried out in succession, their voices filled with grief.
If they had initially harbored the thought of retaliating and killing Supreme Cloud, they had long lost their initial intentions after witnessing the scene and the helplessness they felt after experiencing it for themselves.
It was really impossible to kill it!
Also, looking closely at Supreme Cloud's attack strength, he was at least at the fifth level of the dao realm. In the entire Ma-i Sect, there were only a few people who were above Dao Realm Stage Five.
However, even these people, including himself, could only scatter a puff of smoke when they went up against Supreme Cloud, no matter what power or arcane technique they used!
If he used too much strength, he might even hit his own people on the other side.
They really wanted to negotiate and even beg for mercy, but the other party didn't even give them the chance to beg for mercy!
It was just killing blindly!
It was obvious that what the other party had said from the start of his attack to wipe out everyone in the Ma-i Sect was not empty talk. Instead, he was putting his words into action and it was effective, and he was realizing it step by step.
"Everyone, scatter and escape! Every single one of you who escapes counts!" Wang Changfeng hollered, his old eyes already glistening with tears.
With his experience and knowledge, how could he not tell that even if the strategy of scattering and escaping was successful, there would not be many who could escape in the end when faced with such an enemy?
The Ma-i Sect had lost all of its elites in this battle!
Unexpectedly, just as the Ma-i Sect's people scattered to fight and escape for their own lives, Yun Yang suddenly howled. Wisps of ghastly fog rose from the area around the battlefield.
The ghastly fog rose from all directions, covering the sky and earth, forming a complete encirclement in an instant.
For a moment, their ears were filled with the cries of ghosts, as if they were in the underworld of Asura.
An eerie voice spoke faintly, "Everyone has arrived at the Temple of the Dark Asura. Who can still escape?"
More than a dozen indistinct figures appeared in the nether fog. Each and every one of them wore a tall crown in the clouds and fog. Their gazes were cold and murderous.
Wang Changfeng and the others' already chilled hearts grew even colder.
The Concourse of the Underworld!
The ten kings of the Concourse of the Underworld had arrived at the same time!
How could they break out of the encirclement when faced with such a force?
Did the heavens want to end the Ma-i Sect?
After the Ten Yama Kings appeared, they did not make a move, only watching Yun Yang's massacre from afar. However, the Ma-i disciples who attempted to break out of the encirclement were all killed.
With these ten people blocking the way, the Ma-i disciples could not break out of the encirclement!
"Supreme Cloud! What happened back then was indeed our Ma-i Sect's violation of our ancestral teachings. We deserve it! However, that was the decision of our higher-ups, it has nothing to do with our disciples. They were only forced by their teachers' strict orders and had no choice but to do so! " The Ma-i Sect's leader, Ge Zuheng, cried out loudly, "Let these disciples go and this old man and the others will give their lives to you!"
"We'll never resist, we'll be at your mercy!"
"Lord Supreme Cloud, please be merciful and let these innocent disciples leave!"
Wang Changfeng's golden hook was already placed against his neck as he roared, "Supreme Cloud! Do you hear me? Just say the word and this old man will give his life to you! "
Yun Yang's faint voice was devoid of any emotion as he said faintly, "Heaven's will reincarnate, who has the heavens ever spared? That day, dozens of Ma-i Sect's ace cultivators entered the army and massacred Yutang's soldiers with their tyrannical martial strength. In the end, tens of thousands of people died in your hands, directly or indirectly … "
"The fall of the Fortress of Resilience is largely due to your intervention!"
"Millions of brothers are watching me!" Yun Yang said faintly, "Their heroic souls aren't far away, they're still hovering above Tiantang City."
"I can feel their gazes clearly on my back. They're urging me to avenge them! "
With a flash of grey, Yun Yang's gaze shot out from the thick fog like two bolts of lightning. "At this moment, at this very day, there are so many debts of blood and life. How can the lives of the few of you be able to bear it? Can you? "
"Even if the entire Ma-i Sect is annihilated, it's still not enough! It's far from enough! "
Yun Yang said faintly, "I've said it just now. Skilled cultivators are strictly forbidden from interfering with the wars of the continent's empires. This has been Tianxuan Continent's iron law since the beginning of time. If you're involved, the karma must be severed. To think that Yutang has been waging war on the battlefield for so many years and the sects have never participated. You've disobeyed your ancestors' teachings and joined in, becoming Yutang's enemy. If you can still leave your legacy in the end, won't it make more people feel lucky? "
"Ma-i Sect!"
Yun Yang hollered, "Today, it shall be annihilated!"
Wang Changfeng and Ge Zuheng guffawed, "Ma-i Sect, Ma-i Sect …"
Both of them looked at each other with tears in their eyes, speechless. Their words had come to an end; there was really no need to continue.
Supreme Cloud's determination was as unshakable as a towering mountain.
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