Mo Wen's face was slightly pale as he stood in the middle of the open space. The frightening Qi wave actually did not affect him much, and he stood firmly in his original spot.
The Yin Yang Technique, combining two into one, was the Yin Yang Fusion Technique that Mo Wen had learned from the Soul Nurturing Jade. It was a great magical power technique passed down from the 34th Ming Cult Leader. After his Cultivation had broken through to the Embryonic Breathing realm, Mo Wen could finally grasp a little of it. Compared to before, its power had undergone a qualitative change.
After the Tai Yin Qi and the Tai Yang Qi merged, it could produce a special energy. The special energy was very frightening, and its power was strong enough to look down on everyone in the same realm.
However, this type of secret technique was not easy to perform. Mo Wen had performed it with the Embryonic Breathing realm, and he had still suffered significant injuries.
The 34th Ming Cult Leader had not named the energy formed by the technique of combining two into one. That was because he had only grasped a little of it and was unable to completely merge it. As for Mo Wen, the difference was naturally even greater.
Ghost Ink was a formidable opponent, a strong practitioner comparable to Jun Wulei. Normal techniques were useless against him. Hence, he had used his trump card from the beginning. Ghost Ink had been careless and naturally suffered a great loss.
Ptui!
Ghost Ink flew a few hundred meters away. His body landed heavily on the ground, and a cloud of dust flew up. He opened his mouth and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. His entire body was covered in blood. One of his hands and one of his legs had disappeared. His flesh was a bloody mess, and his sternum had been broken by a few inches. If he had been a normal person, he would have died from such serious injuries.
"You …"
Ghost Ink pointed at Mo Wen from afar. His expression was full of shock and anger, as well as indescribable fear. Just one blow had almost killed him completely. If it wasn't for the fact that his Cultivation was deep enough and that he had a few life-saving techniques, he would most likely be dead by now.
The people of the Ghost Lair all stood rooted to the ground, looking at everything in front of them in disbelief. Their Lord, who had terrifying Cultivation, had actually been defeated so miserably by this youth.
"I am indeed a Huatian Palace Executor, but I alone am enough to deal with you all."
Although Mo Wen was also injured, it was not serious. He waved his hand and immediately, dozens of golden Qi of Sword whizzed out, instantly standing on Ghost Ink's body. However, the terrifying Qi of Sun Sword did not slash Ghost Ink. A layer of black fog surged out from Ghost Ink's body and actually blocked all the Qi of Sun Sword.
"I will definitely grind your bones to dust."
Ghost Ink bellowed, took out the round plate from his robe, and spat another mouthful of blood on it. Suddenly, a black aura surged in the sky and the entire Bi Clan Manor seemed to be condensing a terrifying black aura.
"Reckless."
Mo Wen laughed coldly. A golden sun once again rose in his eyes, turning into pure golden pupils that were exquisite and solemn.
Ghost Ink was shocked and immediately turned his head away from Mo Wen. Before this, he had suffered greatly from the bizarre Soul attack. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been defeated so miserably. Even now, he still couldn't understand how a mere Embryonic Breathing realm ancient martial art practitioner could master such a frightening secret technique. It seemed to have surpassed the normal Soul secret technique and was comparable to the legendary Primordial Soul technique.
However, whether or not he looked at Mo Wen's eyes was the same thing. The Divine Soul Trillion Layers was a great remarkable power that shook the Immortal Cultivation world. It was not something that the normal Soul secret techniques in his eyes could compare to. The bizarre Soul Will transformed into a thread and directly entered his brain.
Even with Ghost Ink's Cultivation, he was momentarily stunned. It was as if his thoughts had been forcefully cut off by someone.
Almost at the same time, a streak of dark Sword Qi swept past without a sound and directly chopped off Ghost Ink's head.
The round plate in his hand fell to the ground and rolled far away. The strange changes in the surroundings also completely disappeared.
Mo Wen appeared in front of Ghost Ink in a flash. He picked up the round plate and observed it carefully.
"It is indeed a stratagem board. The Heretic organization actually has such a thing."
That round plate was a stratagem board in the Immortal Cultivation world. It was made by a stratagem master. A stratagem board was a stratagem that could be set up at any time and place.
However, ordinary people couldn't use stratagem boards. This was something from the Immortal Cultivation world. If one didn't have some understanding of stratagem boards and had a special item to activate them, an ancient martial art practitioner wouldn't be able to activate a stratagem board at all. Ghost Ink was no exception.
In the square, everyone stopped and looked at Mo Wen in horror, especially those people from the Ghost Lair, who felt a chill run down their spines.
"He killed Lord Ghost Ink. How is that possible?"
Envoy Guiluo looked at Mo Wen in horror. He almost couldn't believe his own eyes. He knew very well how strong Lord Ghost Ink was. Unless he was an absolute strong practitioner in the Golden Elixir realm, it was impossible for someone in the Embryonic Breathing realm to have the ability to kill him.
Qin Guang's face was also pale. He looked at Mo Wen in horror. He felt the sky turn dark and his limbs turn cold. It was as if the end of the world had arrived.
Before this, he was still aggressive and wanted to eliminate everyone in one fell swoop. But now, he had directly changed from a hunter to a hunting technique. This contrast was so big that it was hard to accept.
"This is a good thing. It's the best to use to kill you all."
Mo Wen glanced at those people and laughed. He poured out a pure white pill from a jade bottle. After swallowing it, his body suddenly had an additional shapeless Qi of Spiritual Aura.
He looked at the stratagem board in his hand. Then, he extended his hand and pointed. The stratagem board immediately emitted a black light. At the same time, the surrounding black screen started to shake. Wisps of black fog condensed and became Black Fog Swords. In the blink of an eye, there were thousands of them.
Those Black Fog Swords suddenly moved. They swarmed down and slashed towards the people from the Ghost Lair. They were like waves of swords that were endless. Even those in the Embryonic Breathing realm couldn't block them, let alone those in the Qi Nucleation realm.
In an instant, the square was filled with screams. One by one, the people from the Ghost Lair fell. However, the ordinary ancient martial art practitioners of the Bi Clan Manor House were unharmed. Those Black Fog Swords seemed to have eyes and only attacked the people from the Ghost Lair.
In an instant, screams rose and fell.
"Ah! How is it possible? He can actually activate the power of a sacred weapon … "
Before a Qi Nucleation realm practitioner from the Ghost Lair could finish speaking, his body had been torn apart by the Black Fog Sword Qi. In the square, the smell of blood was getting stronger.
Envoy Guiluo was so frightened that he turned around and tried to escape. However, at that moment, his surroundings were filled with darkness. He couldn't escape at all. The black fog directly collided with his body and sent him flying. The stratagem that had previously been used to trap the ancient martial art practitioners of the Bi Clan Manor House had now become a cage to trap them.
"Good kill!"
Many people from the ancient martial arts aristocratic families shouted as they watched the members of the Ghost Lair die one by one under the Black Fog Sword Qi. They were excited. Previously, it had been a one-sided massacre, but now, there were already people chasing after the strong members of the Ghost Lair to counterattack. The ancient martial art practitioners from the aristocratic families, who had originally been dispirited, had surprisingly united together, releasing an unprecedented power.
How could the people of the Ghost Lair withstand the attacks of the great formation? One by one, they died. Even Envoy Guiluo died hatefully under the Ghost Mist Great Formation.
However, Mo Wen did not kill the members of the Qin Clan. He purposely left them behind. Of course, it was not because he was soft-hearted.
"The Qin Family collaborated with the Evil Demons and tried in vain to destroy all the aristocratic families. They are heartless and unjust. How should they be punished?"
Mo Wen said with a cold expression as he swept his gaze across the square.
"They collaborated with the Evil Demons and made the aristocratic families their enemy. They should be exterminated," Bi Kuanhai said coldly. It was impossible for the territory of the Capital to accommodate the Qin Clan.
"They should be exterminated!"
"They should be exterminated!"
…
Everyone looked at the members of the Qin Clan with hatred. Every one of them was filled with murderous intent. They could not wait to kill everyone in the Qin Clan. Even the members of the Meng Clan were no exception. The actions of the Qin Clan were despicable. With such evil intentions, they could not be allowed to live.
"Mo Wen, spare the Qin Clan. In the future, the Qin Clan will do anything to repay your kindness."
The Qin Clan eldest great grandfather's face was pale, and his body was trembling slightly. At this moment, he really regretted it. With a single mistake, he had harmed the entire clan. If the Qin Clan was destroyed, no matter how high his Cultivation was or how many benefits he had obtained, it would be useless.
He had originally thought that by pledging loyalty to the Ghost Lair, he could make the Qin Clan prosper and reach unprecedented heights. For this, he did not even mind risking the world.
"The members of the Qin Clan, even if they do anything, I will not be interested. The reason why I have spared you until now is that you have not paid back what you owe."
Mo Wen laughed coldly. He extended his hand and grabbed. A formless air current instantly enveloped the clan leader of the Qin Clan, Qin Shaoyang, directly sucking him over from tens of meters away.
With a scream, Qin Shaoyang directly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Mo Wen extended his hand and slapped him, completely crippling his Cultivation.
"Do you know what you owe?" Mo Wen asked indifferently as he grabbed Qin Shaoyang with one hand.
"I owe Qin Yi a life. I will commit suicide to atone for my crime, but I beg you to let the Qin Clan go. Don't implicate the innocent members of the Qin Clan."
Qin Shaoyang laughed bitterly. Now that things had come to this, what else could he do? He did not even have the chance to regret.
"Now, your Qin Clan cannot be killed just because I say so. Even if I don't make a move, naturally, someone else will. I only have one question for you. Back then, the will that Qin Yi left behind, where did you hide it? "
The will that Mo Wen was talking about was the inheritance will that Qin Yi had kept in the overseas insurance company. Back then, the Qin Clan had used some unknown method to steal that will and forge a fake one.
"If you promise to protect the Qin Clan, I can give you that will, as well as all the Qin Clan's assets."
Qin Shaoyang's eyes flashed as he said this.
"Do you think that you have the right to bargain with me?"
Mo Wen curled his lips. Then, with a flick of his finger, a golden light flashed. His Inner Qi materialized, becoming more than ten long needles that pierced directly into Qin Shaoyang's body.
Qin Shaoyang immediately screamed in pain. His body twitched, his face contorted, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth. His screams were like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves, as though he was enduring a hellish torture.
Then, after a few minutes, Qin Shaoyang did not beg for mercy. His pair of bloodshot eyes were staring at Mo Wen. His meaning was clear. If Mo Wen did not protect the Qin Clan, he would not say a word.
"You are a tough nut to crack."
Mo Wen smiled casually. This Qin Shaoyang had some backbone. He had actually withstood such pain. Perhaps because the survival of the clan was at stake, he had gained some courage out of thin air.
"Do you think that I can't get an answer out of him?"
Mo Wen smiled. As he spoke, his eyes gradually became empty, as though they had become two black holes. They were dark and deep, as though they could swallow everything in the world, including light. (To be continued.)
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