The number of the prospective Immortal Cultivators was not high in the first place. In the fierce battle just now, in order to ask for rewards from their new master, they had also attacked their former companions without sparing any effort. They were almost out of strength, too.
When the mysterious female voice manipulated the black-skeleton-like Colossus to launch a massacre at them, they barely had any chance to resist.
After almost ten prospective Immortal Cultivators were killed miserably by the crimson brilliance of the Colossus, the rest of the prospective Immortal Cultivators finally realized what was going on. They all roared and fled in all directions.
"Where do you think you are going?"
While the 'righteous Cultivators' such as Qi Zhongdao were still hesitating, the lawless bandits such as Han Baling, Wan Mingzhu, and Qi Changsheng did not have so many concerns. They all lunged at their subordinates who had knelt and pledged loyalty to Deity Raincloud and attacked their companions, cleaning up the traitors in cold laughter.
Coldness flashed in Li Yao's eyes. He turned into a streak of brilliance and appeared before the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley who had reported his presence to Deity Raincloud.
The elder of the Thunderstorm Valley had already crouched in fear. He looked at Li Yao as if he were looking at a devil and begged, "Master Spiritual Vulture …"
Hardly had he called out Li Yao's name when Li Yao had already summoned a cluster of green spiritual energy from his right hand and enshrouded him tightly.
The hundred needles that were connected to the molecular mica threads, on the other hand, pierced into the critical parts all over the elder's body brutally, including his internal organs, under the cover and interference of the spiritual energy.
Li Yao's fingers shook crazily, and the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley cramped hard like a marionette. His face was so twisted that his jaw was broken, and thick blood spurted out of his facial orifices. He screamed in excruciating pain. Shua!
Shua! Shua!
Shua! Li Yao clenched his fingers. The needles and the molecular mica threads churned inside the body of the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley crazily, cutting off all his internal organs, veins, bones, and nerves.
The Wind Thunder Valley elder immediately collapsed to the ground like a pool of mud and died on the spot.
Bright purple, translucent smoke slowly escaped out of his facial orifices that were still spurting blood and intertwined in midair in a spiral, condensing into the appearance of a tiny, translucent person. It was the soul of the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley.
"Master Spiritual Vulture, please spare my life! Please spare my life! I was wrong! I was wrong!"
The soul of the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley was no larger than a finger. It was floating in midair like a candle in the wind that could die out at any moment.
He put on a kneeling posture and kowtowed. Tears and snot gathered as he begged for mercy.
Li Yao frowned and looked at the Yin Soul for a long time before he finally sighed and said, "Elder Ouyang, do you really know your wrongs?"
"I know my wrongs! I know my wrongs!"
Hearing Li Yao's words, the ghost was overjoyed. He nodded his head and cried in a voice as soft as a baby's. "I was blinded. I was muddle-headed for a moment. Later, it was too late for regrets. However, I could not reverse the time and ended up dead. It was all my own fault. Now, all that's left of me is a fragmented soul. I truly know that I was wrong. I — I was terribly wrong."
"It's always good to know your wrongs and correct them."
After a long sigh, Li Yao said solemnly, "I am not a bloodthirsty man. Now that you have admitted your wrongs sincerely, I will forgive you for snitching on me just now. If you have a next life, please repent and be a better man."
The soul of 'Elder Ouyang' was rather happy to hear the first half of Li Yao's sentence, and he was even more delighted when Li Yao said 'forgive you'.
But out of his expectation, Li Yao suddenly changed the topic and mentioned the 'next life'. Elder Ouyang's soul was completely dumbfounded.
Before he realized what was going on, Li Yao's ghost claw, which was entangled in thousands of flames of spiritual energy, had already snatched over overwhelmingly. Li Yao grabbed his soul and squeezed it hard. Immediately, his soul exploded into mottled scraps that darted in all directions, only to be caught up by Li Yao's flames of spiritual energy and burnt up into nothingness. Even the remaining soul was not spared.
In the blink of an eye, the soul of the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley perished, and he died without a burial place.
Li Yao sniffed. Not caring about the panicked expressions of the locals of the Ancient Sages Sector around, he observed the black-skeleton-like Colossus with his peripheral vision.
After everybody took action, the black-skeleton-like Colossus had been motionless and did not launch any attacks, as if it were observing how everybody was going to clean up the place.
Very soon, the dozens of would-be Immortal Cultivators had been annihilated by the locals of the Ancient Sages Sector led by Han Baling and the other super Yuanying. There was not the slightest threat left.
Qi Zhongdao, Ba Xiaoyu, and even Master Bitter Cicada did not stop them but simply watched them coldly. When some of the would-be Immortal Cultivators were running toward them, they even took the initiative to intercept them and force them back into the infuriated crowd.
"That was great."
Han Baling had killed three would-be Immortal Cultivators in a row. His face and his robe were both dripping with blood, making him look even more appalling. He glanced around and found that there was not a single living would-be Immortal Cultivator. After a great laugh, he turned his sharp eyes back to the black-skeleton-like Colossus. Bowing in the etiquette of the tribes on the prairies to the big tribes, he said loudly, "Thank you for your help, senior. You have saved our lives and given us a chance to clean up the mess and seek revenge.
"Since we are on the same side, senior, and you mentioned that the Ancient Sages Sector is in great peril and that we must work together, you must be of use to us. Then, why don't you show up and accept our gratitude so that we can discuss the great plan together?" "That's right.
Casual laughter echoed from the black-skeleton-like Colossus again.
But this time, it was not a female voice but a rough and passionate male voice. "Big Bear, we haven't seen each other for a hundred years, and you are still as aggressive as ever. You will not let go of any opportunity to test and attack us."
Han Baling, who had been as calm as a mountain in front of him all the time, finally changed his expression greatly. He was dumbfounded, as if he had heard the weirdest thing in the world.
His face immediately turned to that of a trance.
In particular, the two words "Da Xiong" were like two sledgehammers that smashed into his temples, turning him into an idiot.
A lot of Ghost Qin Cultivators who were older were also caught in their memories under the influence of the voice. Looking at each other in bewilderment, they all felt that the rough voice sounded rather familiar.
The temple of the Colossi was caught in a weird silence again. Including Li Yao, everybody was staring at the black-skeleton-like Colossus.
There was a giant hole on the breastplate of the black-skeleton-like Colossus, from which smoke was still popping up to this moment. Although it was too dark to see clearly inside, it did not seem to be hiding anybody.
Deity Raincloud was not an idiot. If a living person was really hiding inside, there was no way that he would not have noticed it.
However, from the head and the critical parts all over the body of the black-skeleton-like Colossus, 'vigorous' smoke was spreading out and dispersing into hundreds of streams, which slowly drifted to the ground.
The smoke was all translucent and glittering, as splendid as the aurora on the Land of Eternal Night. It was full of mysterious beauty.
The hundreds of streams of smoke were divided into two streams, one on the left and the other on the right, before they were combined into the shape of a man and a woman.
They were like statues carved out of aurora and crystals. They were hollow, transparent, mysterious, and yet releasing the most intimidating aura.
The woman on the left was wearing a moon-white robe. The robe was embroidered with a large cloud pattern, and the "cloud" was actually flowing slowly. It was as if she was wearing a large cloud on her body.
She was like a goddess from the moon, breathtakingly beautiful without the slightest flaw. However, there was vague alienation between her eyebrows, as if she were unapproachable.
The man on the right, on the other hand, had broad shoulders and enormous hands. His black hair that looked like a waterfall reached his shoulders. But his eyebrows were both white, and they were in the middle of his black hair, making them as eye-catching as his glittering eyes.
His appearance couldn't be said to be very handsome, but it was definitely able to leave an incomparably deep impression on others. He naturally had a captivating charm that carried enormous weight and commanded the world.
The two mysterious people seemed to be carrying intense magnetic fields that enshrouded all the high-level Cultivators on the spot, making everybody feel infinite pressure. Even Li Yao, in a trance, recalled the deep shock when he met Fiend Blade Peng Hai for the first time in Chixiao No. 2 High School when he was a teenager.
It had been a long time since he had such a feeling of admiration.
Generally speaking, it was mostly other people who raised their heads and drooled while looking at him.
Li Yao thought of something and almost moaned aloud. The identities of the two mysterious people were obvious now.
As he expected, Han Baling stepped back after the shock. Holding his chest, he bellowed in disbelief, "Ma — Master …"
On the other side, Qi Zhongdao's face turned weird, too.
Or rather, Li Yao had never seen such a life-like expression on the rigid, dark, and selfless face before. There was a hint of confusion in the excitement, and there was a hint of shyness in the confusion.
"Sister — Sister Wu, it's you."
Qi Zhongdao addressed the woman who seemed to have walked out of the silver moon and was wearing flowing clouds as her clothes in a very "weird" way.
The two mysterious people who had been lurking inside the black-skeleton-like Colossus and disrupted Deity Raincloud's soul at the critical moment to create an opportunity for Li Yao and everybody else were Wu Suiyun and Meng Chixin, the two Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators who had a summit competition deep inside the Land of Eternal Night a hundred years ago and then went missing mysteriously.
At this moment, the three variables that Li Yao had paid most attention to in the trip to the Divine Palace — Long Yangjun, the special agent of the Imperium, and the two Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators — had all shown up.
However, it was not accurate to call them "two people".
It was obvious that they did not have real bodies but were condensed by their souls and spiritual energy.
However, the spiritual energy that the Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators could summon and control precisely was so powerful that they seemed to be manifesting vivid bodies of flesh and blood.
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