In the palace, Xia Qingyuan looked up and saw invisible waves invading the power of the seal. She knew that Han Lin might have discovered something.
Otherwise, Han Lin wouldn't have been so rude.
Turning around, she looked at the white-haired figure sitting cross-legged. At this time, Ye Futian had already returned to normal. When he cultivated, his body was surrounded by light. With his white hair and white clothes, his feminine temperament had been somewhat restrained. His handsome face had added a bit of maturity, which added a bit of charm.
He opened his eyes, looked up, and said, "Open it."
According to the information Xia Qingyuan and the Black Wind Condor had gathered outside Senluo Manor, the chief of Senluo Manor had a seventh-order Divine Wheel and didn't have a perfect Divine Wheel. Even though he had some tricks up his sleeve, he should be able to deal with him.
In the void, Han Lin stood outside the cliff of the palace. The seal was opened. He scanned the area with his divine consciousness and saw another person besides Xia Qingyuan and the Black Wind Condor: Ye Futian.
He didn't care when Ye Futian was a dying man. Now, Ye Futian had an extraordinary temperament. Standing next to Xia Qingyuan, they didn't seem out of place at all. It was as if they were meant to be together.
At this moment, Han Lin's eyes were extremely cold. His eyes seemed to be able to pierce through the void.
He had been tricked.
It was wishful thinking on his part.
He had cultivated for many years, but he didn't expect to be tricked by a woman. He thought that Xia Qingyuan had just entered the world and was ignorant. He didn't expect that he would be tricked by her. She gave him cultivation methods and puppets.
After this, many subordinates of Senluo Manor would laugh at him in secret.
The cultivators behind Han Lin all walked forward and stood behind him. They naturally saw Ye Futian and understood what had happened. They all looked indifferent. Senluo Manor had been tricked.
Ying Qing's face was pale. A Renhuang looked at her, and the Renhuang glanced at her. With the words of the You Pavilion Master, in addition to what they had just seen, Ying Qing was most likely involved. Even if she had nothing to do with it, given the personality of the vice chief, he would not let her go.
Xia Qingyuan and Ye Futian walked out, with the Black Wind Condor following behind them. She looked up at Han Lin, who was in the air. At that moment, Xia Qingyuan did not hide the coldness and disgust in her eyes. Han Lin smiled sarcastically when he saw her eyes. No one knew whether he was mocking Xia Qingyuan or himself.
Ye Futian, on the other hand, was much calmer. He looked at Han Lin with indifference, as if he was looking at a dead man.
"I'm curious. Even if you saved him, what can you do?" Han Lin asked Xia Qingyuan. He didn't ask about Xia Qingyuan's identity. It was meaningless.
The moment he saw Ye Futian, he and Xia had to die. the two had to die.
He had turned Ye Futian into a corpse puppet. How could he let him leave alive?
However, he was a little surprised that Ye Futian was able to recover. It probably had something to do with their special cultivation.
Xia Qingyuan ignored Han Lin's words. Ye Futian took a step forward. His white robes fluttered even though there was no wind. Wisps of the aura of the Great Path flowed between heaven and earth.
Han Lin glanced at them and said, "Leave the woman. Take the man and the beast to the You Pavilion and turn them into corpses."
He didn't call her "Goddess" again, nor did he call her by her name. Since everything was fake, then her name must be fake too.
He didn't plan to touch Xia Qingyuan for now. He would make her pay the most painful price. He would make her like the other women before him. After playing with her, he would turn her into his corpse puppet. He had never made such a beautiful corpse puppet before.
One figure after another stepped forward. One of them was an elder at the middle-level Renhuang Plane. His aura was frightening, and death will swirled around him. With a single thought, shadows of death seemed to appear in the air, circling above Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan. Soon, the entire palace was enveloped in them, like a great matrix of ghosts and gods.
Inside, there were phantoms of ghosts and gods. They were filled with a terrible death aura that could attack people's spiritual souls.
The old man grabbed at Ye Futian. Suddenly, hundreds of ghosts moved. They bared their fangs and claws and pounced on Ye Futian.
Ye Futian, who was standing there, bloomed with brilliant light. Sword will swallowed and spat from his body. Under this sword will, the phantoms of ghosts and gods felt a strong threat and didn't dare to come closer.
"Buzz!"
Dazzling sword light suddenly bloomed, and beams of sword will instantly pierced through the void. In an instant, all the ghostly shadows exploded and shattered. The sword light soared into the sky, directly shattering the matrix that enveloped this space.
The old man's expression changed slightly. Endless gray death aura surrounded his body. A huge phantom of a ghost appeared.
Ye Futian glanced at him and stepped forward. A sword appeared and pierced through the space.
A shocking storm of Sword Qi appeared. The sword will swallowed and spat out terrifying sword light. It pierced and tore through the space of the Great Path. The moment it bloomed, the old man felt as if his body was about to be torn apart. The powerful sword will locked onto his body and made his soul tremble.
Boom! Wisps of Death Will roared and rushed out. His body soared into the sky, trying to escape.
But this sword was too fast. The moment the dazzling light bloomed, the sword had already reached him.
An explosion sounded. Everyone saw the old man's body tremble violently. His body was penetrated. His entire body was entangled by the sword will and gradually became illusory.
"No …"
The old man let out a terrified roar. Then, his body exploded and his soul dissipated. In the distance behind him, the mountains were flattened by the sky-piercing sword light.
At this moment, all the cultivators of Senluo Manor looked up at Ye Futian's palace.
Figures rose into the sky one after another from all the palaces. The powerful Renhuangs flashed and headed in that direction. Their divine consciousness covered the area and saw the situation.
Soon, many cultivators appeared around the palace that Ye Futian and the others were in. There were many lower-level and middle-level Renhuangs, but no upper-level Renhuangs appeared.
In Senluo Manor, only the chief was a high-level Renhuang.
However, the aura of some middle-level Renhuangs was also very terrifying, especially those at the sixth order of the Divine Wheel. The Will of the Great Path permeated the air and enveloped the area. Ye Futian's palace was completely enveloped by the Will of Death. It seemed to have turned into a land of death.
"Second Order of the Divine Wheel, perfect Divine Wheel." Everyone stared at Ye Futian. No wonder the middle-level Renhuang was killed. The owner of a perfect Divine Wheel at the second order of the Divine Wheel was definitely at the level of a middle-level Renhuang without a perfect Divine Wheel. It was not surprising for a talented cultivator to kill a middle-level Renhuang with a fourth-order Divine Wheel.
Several puppets were controlled to move forward. They wanted to test Ye Futian's strength first. The Will of Death exuded from these puppets was terrifying. They directly pounced in Ye Futian's direction.
Ye Futian stood there quietly and glanced at the puppets. A wisp of extremely cold Will of the Great Path spread out. The space seemed to be frozen. The puppets quickly turned into ice and couldn't move. Under the Will of the Sword, the puppets' bodies exploded and turned into nothingness.
This scene made many cultivators of Senluo Manor frown. They didn't expect this person to be so powerful.
Ye Futian glanced at a figure in the void and said, "You should be killed for cultivating such evil methods."
His body floated in the air. A full moon hung in the sky. The Divine Light of Yin bloomed from the full moon and instantly covered the boundless space. Many people felt a bone-piercing chill that penetrated into their bones and made their spiritual souls tremble.
The expressions of many middle-level Renhuangs changed. That aura swept through the vast space in an instant. The Will of the Great Path of the cultivators seemed to be suppressed. It seemed to flow slowly and uncontrollably. The flow of space slowed down.
The full moon released an extremely brilliant Divine Light of the Moon. The bodies of the lower-level Renhuangs were directly frozen.
"Be careful." The Pavilion Master of the You Pavilion warned in a low voice. Many people wanted to retreat, but the brilliant Divine Light instantly descended with the terrible power of the Divine Yin Thunder.
Boom … In the void, a lower-level Renhuangs revealed a look of panic. The next moment, under the Divine Light, his body was directly shattered into nothingness. The same scene happened everywhere in the void.
With a series of dull sounds, cultivators' bodies were directly shattered and exploded. Their souls were scattered and scattered.
It wasn't just the lower-level Renhuangs. Some weaker middle-level Renhuangs also couldn't withstand the power of the Divine Light and were wiped out.
"Assemble the matrix." The middle-level Renhuangs' expressions changed slightly. They were also greatly affected. They released their Will of the Great Path to resist the power of Yin. The death aura on their bodies exploded wildly. The Yin Assemble Matrix was activated. Terrifying shadows of the God of Death appeared in the void and merged into one. The place where Ye Futian was seemed to have turned into a tomb. Waves of Divine Light of Death swept down directly. The terrifying ripples of death were about to bury this mountain.
"Buzz!"
A dazzling sword light bloomed. A divine sword appeared in front of Ye Futian, clanking.
From the divine sword, Sword Will that pierced through the space shot out and merged with the Divine Light of Yin.
Ye Futian pointed his finger at the sky. The divine sword went up against the momentum. Sharp hissing sounds were heard. The ripples of death were all annihilated and shattered. The divine sword cut through the space. With a loud rumble, the tomb was shattered. The sword shot up into the sky and floated in front of the full moon.
The Divine Light released by the Divine Wheel of the Moon merged with the divine sword. At this moment, the Sword Will of Yin exploded. Everywhere it passed, all the cultivators retreated.
"Kill."
As Ye Futian's voice fell, the divine sword came out and shuttled through the void like a bolt of lightning.
Pfft, pfft, pfft …
The sword light of the divine sword constantly pierced through the bodies of the Renhuangs. In just an instant, the divine sword flew back and floated in front of Ye Futian.
Above the sky, all the cultivators showed fear on their faces. In the next moment, one figure after another exploded and was shattered.
Every time a silhouette exploded, Han Lin's heart would twitch. He watched as the silhouettes disappeared one after another. With just a single thought, the number of experts standing in the air decreased by more than half. All of them died, not a single one of them survived.
The expression of the You Pavilion Master also changed. There was a strong sense of fear. How could Ye Futian be so strong?
Did Han Lin pick up a killing god and bring it back to Senluo Manor?
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