As Chu Mo spoke, his hands formed seals at an even faster speed. The black gas flying over from all directions in the void condensed together and formed an incomparably gloomy dark cloud! It enveloped Li Zhu directly.
"Im … impossible! How could you know the supreme technique of the Demon Race?
Don't come over, all of you scram!
Be careful, I'll consign you all to eternal damnation!
Ah … Scram! Scram! "
Li Zhu's angry voice quickly turned into fear. His entire being was engulfed by the dark cloud condensed by the black gas.
Within the faintly discernible black gas, Li Zhu could be seen struggling frantically.
All sorts of techniques were used!
However, it was all useless. Endless black gas frantically wrapped around him.
It was biting, devouring, and tearing …
Soon, his figure once again appeared in the void.
The black aura had also disappeared.
Li Zhu stood strangely in the void, not moving at all. His eyes seemed to be looking in Chu Mo's direction. His eyes turned completely black, and then black tears flowed down from his eyes.
Following that, a loud bang was heard!
Li Zhu's body exploded with a bang.
Then, countless black gas flew out from his body, flying in all directions, and soon disappeared in the void.
The cold aura also slowly returned to normal.
As for Li Zhu, he had completely disappeared from this world. Until his death, he did not understand how Chu Mo could master the legendary supreme technique of the Demon Race.
According to Sikong Lang's memory, those techniques were simply legendary techniques. They could not possibly appear in this world.
Li Zhu was dead.
Below, Li Hong watched helplessly as his son disappeared into the sky. At the moment of Li Zhu's death, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.
At that moment, Li Hong's heart was in extreme pain. He should have seen through the falsehood of the world and not done these things. Unfortunately, a person's desires would not diminish with age. As the most powerful Old Ancestor in outer space, he had long lost himself in the world of mortals.
Therefore, although Li Zhu's death was a huge blow to him, Li Hong's first reaction was not to avenge his son, but to turn and run!
Even his son, Li Zhu, was not a match for Chu Mo. He did not even have the qualifications to attack him. How could he possibly be a match for Chu Mo?
Therefore, Li Hong wanted to escape.
Chu Mo hated Li Hong and Li Zhu to the core. How could he let them escape?
His figure flashed as he chased after Li Hong.
At this time, the five hundred plus Xiantian puppets had already reached halfway up the mountain.
Li Zhu's death did not affect the puppets from carrying out their final order.
Chu Mo glanced at him and continued to chase after Li Hong.
From the corner of his eye, Li Hong saw Chu Mo chasing after him. He couldn't help but be scared out of his wits as he shouted, "Don't kill me, I was also forced. Everything was done by Li Zhu, it has nothing to do with me!"
"Damn you!" Coldly speaking, Chu Mo threw the Heaven Stealer in his hand towards Li Hong who was dozens of miles away from him.
Shi Tian instantly turned into a blood-colored stream of light. In an instant, he flew behind Li Hong and pierced through Li Hong's heart from the back, piercing through Li Hong on the spot.
Ah Pu!
Li Hong spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered a few steps, as if he still wanted to run forward.
The Heaven Stealer automatically pulled out of his body and with a horizontal slash, Li Hong's head directly fell to the ground.
Subsequently, the Heaven Stealer flew back into Chu Mo's hand.
Chu Mo stood in the void, looking at the puppets that were about to reach the top of the mountain. His gaze passed over those people and landed on the faces of Huang Liang and the others.
Huang Liang smiled like a flower, Hua Xiaoya was happy, Shen Aoshuang was relieved, and Hua Sanniang and He Feng were gratified.
These five people had witnessed how Li Zhu died with their own eyes. At this moment, their trust in Chu Mo had even risen to worship!
They did not stay idle and directly charged towards the Connate puppets that had already reached the top of the mountain.
Chu Mo's figure turned into a stream of light and charged towards the mountain.
Kill!
…
Three days later, Chu Mo led the crowd and walked on the land of the White Tiger continent.
Looking at the scene of devastation, everyone could not help but sigh.
"Li Zhu, that demon, is finally dead. It's a pity that I did not see his death with my own eyes." Shen Aobing gnashed her teeth in hatred towards Li Zhu. She felt a little regretful that she did not see how Li Zhu died.
"That scene is not something you want to see. It's very terrifying." Shen Aoshuang said softly and glanced at her sister. She thought to herself, "Before Li Zhu died, he kept shouting that it was impossible, saying that what Chu Mo used was the supreme technique of the demon race. Could it be that Chu Mo also obtained the inheritance of the demon race in the Sinkhole? "
Shen Aoshuang and her group had suffered the hardships of the demon race's inheritance over the past year, so they hated the demon race to the extreme.
Especially the cruel and terrifying methods of the demon race, which turned ordinary people into puppets, made them hate them even more.
Shen Aobing looked at her sister strangely and asked, "Why?"
Shen Aoshuang glanced at Chu Mo.
Hua Sanniang and He Feng also looked at Chu Mo strangely.
Hua Xiaoya and Huang Liang did not have much expression on their faces. In comparison, they, who had obtained the inheritance of the Supremes in the Sinkhole, were more aware of certain things than others.
Be it the so-called methods of the demon race or the methods of the Righteous Path, there was not much difference at all. Just like how Chu Mo had summoned the souls of those vengeful spirits to kill Li Zhu, any mighty figure at the Supreme-Being realm could actually use it.
Therefore, it did not matter what method was used. What was important was the person who used it … What kind of person was he!
The reason why Li Zhu felt astonished and inconceivable was that all his knowledge came from Sikong Lang. As for Sikong Lang, he was only an Emperor Lord realm mighty figure and not a Supreme-Being!
In the Sinkhole, there were so many Supreme-Being tombs. To an Emperor Lord, it was an inconceivable matter. This was because in the current Heaven Realm, there was almost no trace of a Supreme-Being!
The Supreme-Being realm was often just a legend. Without coming into contact with a Supreme-Being, who would dare say that they understood it?
Therefore, in response to Shen Aobing's question, before Chu Mo could speak, Hua Xiaoya said indifferently, "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that Young Master Chu used some methods of the demon race to make Li Zhu suffer torture and fear before he died."
"So what?" Shen Aobing widened her eyes and looked at her sister, "If I were to see this scene, I would definitely clap my hands in joy! What's wrong with the methods of the demon race? Have you forgotten what kind of sect Beyond Heaven used to be? "
Hua Sanniang and He Feng were slightly taken aback. Then, Hua Sanniang smiled bitterly and said, "We were the ones who were stuck in a dead end. Actually, we were also frightened by Li Zhu's viciousness. Sect Master Shen is right. The methods are indeed not important … "
He Feng murmured, "For countless years, the bitter cultivators in Beyond Heaven were people who had a pure heart and few desires in our hearts. I never expected that they were actually such a group of people deep down. "
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