He had done many things like capturing people to be his cauldrons.
This kind of dirty things played a big role in his current achievements.
It was appropriate to describe him as someone who had seen countless people.
"Get in!"
The scarred martial artist, the beautiful woman, and the dozen or so experts from the Tyrant Destruction Weave all took out spatial treasures and started to put people in the arena.
Any martial artist above the Ancestral Immortal level was their target.
The Tyrant Destruction Weave was a super weave. Recently, they had been fighting with the otherworldly demons.
Although the Tyrant Destruction Weave was vast and had many experts, the otherworldly demons were not to be trifled with.
The one fighting against the Tyrant Destruction Weave was a top force among the otherworldly demons.
In order to resist the attack of that top force, the Tyrant Destruction Weave sent out many martial artists to plunder cannon fodder.
Unfortunately, it was a coincidence.
The Brilliant Void Alliance became one of their targets.
"Damn it!"
On the right side of the arena, the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu cursed softly when they saw everyone being taken into spatial treasures.
They had been cultivating in the Water Moon Alliance for a while. With the large amount of resources that Ning Yue had given them, their cultivation had already broken through to the Ancestral Immortal level.
And Ancestral Immortals were qualified to be cannon fodder for the Tyrant Destruction Weave.
"You two, come here."
At this moment.
The scarred martial artist pointed at the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu. "Give me your storage rings."
Swish!
Hearing the scarred martial artist mention the storage rings, the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu's expressions changed.
When Ning Yue had participated in the Brilliant Void Conference, he had given them the storage rings.
Now that Ning Yue had not returned, if they lost the storage rings, how would they explain it to Ning Yue?
"What are you waiting for?"
The scarred martial artist said impatiently, "Kneel."
The next moment.
The scarred martial artist unleashed his aura, pressing down on the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu.
Crack crack!
Being suppressed by the scarred martial artist's aura, the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu's knees made cracking sounds.
"Oh?"
Seeing that the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu did not kneel, the scarred martial artist raised his eyebrows in surprise.
For two Ancestor Immortal level martial artists to be able to withstand his oppressive aura was something that he was extremely surprised about.
"I didn't expect to find something extra here."
The scar-faced cultivator's lips curled up into a smile as he said in an awe-inspiring tone, "I originally intended to let you live until we reached the Tyrant Destruction Weave, but since you are so stubborn, I can only refine you all into puppets."
As soon as the word 'go' fell, the scarred martial artist turned into an afterimage and instantly rushed out.
Chi chi!
The scarred martial artist's speed was very fast. In virtually a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu.
He clenched his fists and punched out.
The scarred martial artist's two punches were extremely powerful.
The Dark Emperor and Ning Lu were only ancestral immortals. Even if they were peak ancestral immortals, virtual immortals, or peerless immortals, they wouldn't be a match for the scarred cultivator!
The scarred cultivator's cultivation had reached the astonishing peak peerless immortal realm!
Kacha!
It was a critical moment.
The space beside Dark Emperor and Ning Lu suddenly broke apart, and a young martial artist appeared.
"Who?"
The sudden appearance of the martial artist caused the scarred martial artist's expression to change slightly as he shouted in a deep voice.
The scarred martial artist's perception was very sharp.
With his keen senses, he could naturally tell that the young martial artist was very strong!
"Ning Yue!"
The scarred martial artist didn't recognize the young martial artist, but the Dark Emperor and Ning Lu did.
In truth, the two of them had noticed Ning Yue as soon as he'd appeared out of thin air.
The moment they saw Ning Yue, their first thought was to get Ning Yue to leave as soon as possible!
However.
Ning Yue discreetly shot them a look, causing them to give up on trying to persuade him.
"You're courting death!"
The scarred martial artist's expression turned cold. He clenched his right fist and punched out.
Kacha!
In an instant, the void in front of Ning Yue broke apart.
Kacha!
At the critical moment, Ning Yue punched out unhurriedly.
A crisp cracking sound rang out.
Like a kite with a broken string, the scarred martial artist was sent flying backwards in a perfectly straight line.
Bang!
The scarred martial artist only stopped when his body hit the ground.
Whoosh!
The sudden change caused the other martial artists from the Tyrant Destruction Dominion to immediately stop what they were doing in their arenas.
"Capture him alive!"
Aside from these people, even the cultivator in embroidered robes in the pavilion scolded with a cold expression.
Huala!
Upon hearing the embroidered-robed martial artist's orders, a dozen or so martial artists from the Tyrant Destruction Weave immediately rushed out, roaring as they charged towards Ning Yue.
"Humph! You're seeking death! "
Ning Yue snorted coldly as he looked at the dozens of cultivators charging towards him. He waved his hands repeatedly.
Swish swish swish!
Several palm prints swept out.
Although he had yet to devour the Sky Emperor, Ning Yue's strength had already reached the peak of the Half-step Saint Immortal Realm. He was only half a step away from reaching the Saint Immortal Realm.
Dealing with peak peerless immortals in the Tyrant Weave was a piece of cake.
Of course.
Ning Yue did not choose to kill anyone from the Tyrant Destruction Weave.
For him, he had yet to figure out the specifics of the situation.
Before he did, Ning Yue's plan was to keep them under control.
Ning Yue was well aware of this.
The dozen or so cultivators charging at him were just small fries.
The truly powerful ones were in the pavilion!
"Hmm?"
In the pavilion.
The cultivator in embroidered robes raised an eyebrow, a little surprised.
The warrior in brocade clothes didn't expect that there would be someone as powerful as Ning Yue in a high-class alliance like the Kun Xu Alliance.
In his opinion, Ning Yue's cultivation had reached the Half-step Saint Immortal Realm!
As the cultivator pondered, the dozen or so Tyrant Destruction Weave martial artists he'd brought with him, including the peak peerless immortal Scarface and the beautiful peak peerless immortal Lady, all fell to the ground like dead dogs.
One move!
With just one move, Ning Yue had defeated all the cultivators he'd brought with him.
Even he was shocked by this level of combat strength.
However.
Despite his shock, the cultivator wasn't too worried.
He was very confident in his own strength.
"Who is it?"
"Ning Yue, it's Ning Yue!"
"When did Ning Yue's strength become so strong?"
"Who cares? Ning Yue saved us anyway!"
"..."
Cheers erupted in the Skystar Plaza when they saw the dozen or so cultivators defeated in an instant.
Some of them knew Ning Yue, while others didn't know Ning Yue.
But whether they knew him or not, they were all very grateful to Ning Yue.
After all, they weren't Ning Yue. They had to be stored in spatial treasures and brought to the Tyrant Destruction Weave!
"Ning Yue, go save Goddess Shuiyue!"
In the arena.
Song Qing hurriedly shouted at Ning Yue, "Goddess Shuiyue is in that cultivator's cauldron. It'll be too late if we're late!"
Swoosh!
Following Song Qing's gaze, Ning Yue looked at the attic.
As expected.
There was a gigantic cauldron in the pavilion.
Beside the cauldron was a cultivator in embroidered robes.
"Half-step Saint Immortal … Peak?"
Ning Yue's expression was solemn when he sensed the cultivator's aura.
He realized that the cultivator's cultivation wasn't much weaker than Empyrean Demon at his peak!
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