"You killed Huanghuang …" Seeing this Nascent God get crushed by Mo Wuji's elemental hand, the remaining Gods Race cultivators turned pale with fright. The oldest Heavenly God cultivator murmured to himself in a panic.
After a few breaths of time, this oldest cultivator finally regained his senses. He stared at Mo Wuji in shock and said, "You're not a Nascent God, so why wasn't your cultivation suppressed …"
As he was speaking, this cultivator's spiritual will was already searching for an escape route. He understood that he shouldn't be worried about Huanghuang being killed, but his own life.
Cosmos Edge's defensive array was installed by Mo Wuji. The moment this Gods Race cultivator's spiritual will swept out, Mo Wuji could sense it.
Sure enough, after the oldest Heavenly God found a place to retreat to, he quickly retreated in the opposite direction. At the same time, another Celestial Race Heavenly Deity cultivator fled in the opposite direction.
Mo Wuji didn't move as he punched out with his two fists.
The two Domain Crushing Fists were like two scorching suns tearing through space as they flew towards the two escaping Gods Race Heavenly Gods.
These two Heavenly Gods' cultivation levels were suppressed to the Great Circle of the Nascent God Stage by the regulation talisman. After feeling Mo Wuji's Domain Crushing Fists, these two Heavenly Gods didn't think about how to defend against it. Instead, they frantically increased their speed of escape. It was likely that they were extremely confident in their escape techniques.
Mo Wuji didn't even bother to chase after them. In fact, he couldn't even be bothered to bring out his magic treasure.
"Bam bam!" The two escaping Heavenly God cultivators seemed to have slammed into an invisible ripple wall, and their figures stopped. The two Heavenly Gods were completely unable to see through Mo Wuji's void runes.
In the next instant, the two Domain Crushing Fists landed on the two Heavenly Gods' bodies. Two mists of blood exploded.
Besides the pretty boy that was caught by Mo Wuji's elemental hand, three out of the seven Gods Race cultivators were killed by Mo Wuji in the blink of an eye.
The remaining Heavenly God and three Nascent Gods stared at Mo Wuji with pale faces. They had killed countless cultivators from other races. Now that it was their turn to be killed, they finally started to feel fear.
"You can't kill us. We are from the true God Race. Not only do our Gods Race have countless peak grade God Kings, we also have many Unity God experts … If you kill all of us, the experts of the Gods Race will chase after you even if we are a few worlds apart. As long as you don't kill us, we can make a soul oath … "The last remaining God Race cultivator shouted anxiously.
Before Mo Wuji could say anything, a sharp voice could be heard, "Brother Mo, don't listen to his words. Not a single word of the Gods Race is true …"
"Ce Hong, you bastard, you dare to come out again." Ni Kai scolded loudly when he saw the person who came out.
If it wasn't for the few Gods Race experts in front of him, Ni Kai would have rushed up to kill Ce Hong.
Mo Wuji's spiritual will had already detected Ce Hong hiding by the side. In his eyes, Ce Hong was already a dead man.
"Brother Mo, back then, Jiao Luan was envious of the Curse Arts sacred art. He wanted to break the defensive array that Brother Mo installed. Unfortunately, I was blinded by greed and was actually persuaded by him. Thereafter, we went together to break your seal and open the Gods Race's curse runes. "Ce Hong seemed to be in a state of turmoil. When he said these words, it was as though he was speaking in one breath.
Seeing that Mo Wuji was expressionless and didn't seem to have any intentions of attacking, Ce Hong heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that an expert like Mo Wuji would definitely be greedy for a peak grade sacred art. As long as he said the words' Curse Arts', he would have a chance to live.
After saying a few words, Ce Hong seemed to have calmed down. "It's too late for regrets. Fortunately, we did obtain the Curse Arts sacred art. I have already remembered this sacred art. The reason why the Gods Race didn't kill me was because they wanted my Curse Arts. I have always been thinking of ways to kill these Gods Race bastards. Unfortunately, my cultivation level is too low. I could only use the Curse Arts to exchange for some time … "
"Are you done?" Mo Wuji looked faintly at Ce Hong.
"Ah …" Ce Hong didn't really understand what Mo Wuji meant. He immediately said, "The Curse Arts definitely cannot be given to the Gods Race. They are simply too powerful. I have decided to pass the Curse Arts to Brother Mo …"
"If you're done, then go and die." Mo Wuji opened his hand and a void god elemental hand grabbed onto Ce Hong. Thereafter, he shot out tens of void array runes. Thereafter, he threw a ball of fire into the void array runes.
Ce Hong's shrill cry could be heard. "Mo Wuji, the Curse Arts is definitely a peak grade sacred art in this universe. Don't tell me you don't even want this sacred art …"
Mo Wuji couldn't even be bothered with Ce Hong. This fella had lured the Gods Race here and indirectly killed tens of millions of people. It would be weird if Mo Wuji let this fella off.
As he heard Ce Hong's cries getting increasingly shrill and miserable, Ni Kai subconsciously shivered. Back then, Mo Wuji killed so many Dao Emperors and Grand Emperors in Cosmos Edge. Ni Kai knew that Mo Wuji definitely wasn't a soft-hearted person.
Now that he saw Ce Hong being killed by Mo Wuji, he was inwardly rejoicing that he didn't covet the Great Curse Arts. Otherwise, even if he didn't die in the hands of the Gods Race, his soul would still be extinguished within the flames.
The remaining Gods Race cultivators were all feeling uneasy. Even that fella who used the Gods Race to threaten Mo Wuji didn't dare to speak any further.
Mo Wuji's gaze swept across the few of them. Then, he said, "This time, the Gods Race sent a few people. Besides the few of you, who else is there?"
That Gods Race Heavenly God clasped his fists towards Mo Wuji and said, "Dao Friend should have come from God World. I can tell you everything I know. I only have one request …"
Mo Wuji said coldly, "Your hands are stained with the blood of countless innocent people. You don't have the rights to make such a request. Are you going to speak or not? "
This Gods Race Heavenly God's heart trembled. He decided to keep his mouth shut.
Mo Wuji opened his hand once more. A powerful whirlpool domain wrapped around this Heavenly God. Then, he threw this Heavenly God to the side of the wailing Ce Hong.
The terrifying flames swept over. Another person was added to the wailing group. After being thrown into the flames, this Heavenly God immediately forcefully broke out of the Heaven and Earth regulation talisman. The Laws of the Heaven and Earth came crashing over. His fleshly body directly dissipated. Before his primordial spirit could escape, the flames swept over and turned him into nothingness.
Looking at the remaining Gods Race cultivators, Mo Wuji said coldly, "Whoever can answer my questions in detail, I will give him a quick death. At the same time, I will give him a chance to reincarnate."
"Senior, I can answer you …" The Gods Race cultivator, who was thrown to the ground by Mo Wuji, said anxiously after hearing Mo Wuji's words.
"Senior, I can also answer …" Another Gods Race Nascent God hurriedly said.
The remaining two exchanged glances. Just as they were hesitating, Mo Wuji's elemental hand had already grabbed the two of them.
"Wait, senior, I can also answer …" One of the Nascent God cultivators cried out in shock.
"Too late." As he was speaking, Mo Wuji had already thrown the two of them into the spatial flames.
Seemingly knowing that Mo Wuji was impatient, that pretty boy hurried to say, "Senior, there are a total of 10 of us here. One of them was too anxious when he was cultivating the Black Spatial Fruit. As a result, his soul was destroyed. Another person heard that there were Black Spatial Fruits in the Oblique Space Sea Island so he went there not too long ago. "
Mo Wuji's heart jolted. He naturally knew how precious the Black Spatial Fruit in the Oblique Space Sea Island was. The Black Spatial Fruit could definitely be called a Dao Fruit. This was because it contained a trace of spatial laws. He had obtained the Black Spatial Fruit in the Oblique Space Sea Island and it was the best kind.
Ape Mo said in disdain, "Even if his cultivation level was slightly higher, he wouldn't be able to open the Oblique Space Sea Island."
Mo Wuji nodded. He agreed with this saying. If the Oblique Space Sea Island didn't open itself, it would indeed be extremely difficult for an external force to open it. Mo Wuji believed that a Heavenly God cultivator wouldn't be able to open it, much less a Nascent God cultivator who was restricted by the regulation talisman.
"What I'm worried about is that this person would escape immediately after receiving the news. After Sect Head Mo leaves, this Gods Race fella would come out to stir up trouble, "Lu Ziting said worriedly.
At this instant, the wailing Ce Hong and the two Gods Race cultivators had also turned into nothingness. Mo Wuji opened his hand and killed the two Nascent God cultivators. Only then did he say, "There's no need to worry. Da Mo, you, Sect Head Lu and Dao Friend Ni Kai will reorganise the Cosmos Edge. There are still many surviving cultivators inside. After these Gods Race cultivators who cultivated the Curse Arts were killed by me, they should be able to recover from the effects of the Curse Arts. I need to hurry over to the Gods Precipice Continent to take a look at the curse runes. I need to think of a way to seal that place again, "Mo Wuji said casually.
Ni Kai said anxiously, "Brother Mo, what if that God Domain cultivator who went to the Oblique Space Sea Island returns?"
"Da Huang, you and Shuai Guo stay here. The moment that Gods Race cultivator returns, the two of you will think of a way to hold him back, "Mo Wuji called out Da Huang and Shuai Guo.
Da Huang was already in the Nascent God Level 9 while Shuai Guo was almost in the Nascent God Level 5. The two of them would definitely be able to hold back a Nascent God cultivator.
"My lord, don't worry. If that Gods Race ant comes, I definitely won't let him escape," Shuai Guo patted his chest.
Mo Wuji didn't bother about this fella as he hurriedly bade farewell to Ape Mo and co. before leaving with his Wind Teleportation.
Ni Kai was worried but he didn't suspect Da Huang and Shuai Guo. Lu Ziting, on the other hand, didn't think too much as he had already hastened his footsteps into the Cosmos Edge. There were still many surviving Human Race cultivators in the Cosmos Edge.
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Not long after Mo Wuji left, a silver light charged into the Cosmos Edge. At this instant, Ni Kai and co. had just entered the Cosmos Edge and Lu Ziting hadn't even started to gather the surviving cultivators.
"What's going on?" This silver light landed. It was a tall and sturdy male cultivator with long hair. He looked doubtfully at Lu Ziting and co. as he sent his spiritual will outwards. Why did the energy of the Curse Arts disappear? Where are the Gods Race cultivators here?
Ni Kai said anxiously, "It's that fella who went to the Oblique Space Sea Island. Dao Friend Ape Mo, hurry and send a message to City Lord Mo …"
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