Chapter 1943
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"It's the Crimson League?" One of the wardens immediately recognized Bai Zhi, who was on the back of the mutant Wind Snake.
The two wardens looked at each other and stepped forward, asking politely, "Is there anything else, ambassadors from the Crimson League?"
But as soon as the two of them finished speaking, Bai Zhi suddenly jumped down from the back of the mutated Wind Snake and directly appeared in front of the two Deacons. Her slender hands tightly clasped the necks of the two Deacons.
"How dare you make a fool out of me!" Bai Zhi's eyes narrowed dangerously. The thought of being fooled by a bunch of trash from the First Domain made her lose all her face.
"Make a fool out of you? Ambassador, why would we dare to make a fool out of you … "one of the wardens said anxiously. He couldn't figure out how they had offended the Crimson League.
They had already returned the Netherworld Ring obediently, so why had the people from the Crimson League returned?
And why was she so angry?
But before the deacon could finish his words, Baizhi directly crushed his neck.
The adult man's neck was as fragile as a chopstick in Bai Zhi's hands.
His entire neck, skin, and bones were all crushed, and his head, which was filled with shock, rolled on the ground.
The other warden was scared out of his wits. He couldn't figure out what had gone wrong and why the people from the Crimson League would suddenly go berserk.
"Ambassador, please spare me!"
The warden's face was pale. Even though the Ancient You Clan was powerful enough to suppress the entire Central Mainland, Bai Zhi was from the Second Domain's Crimson League.
It wasn't something a warden like him could handle.
The Ancient You Clan guards at the side were also stunned. They gripped the weapons in their hands tightly, not knowing what to do at that moment.
They had seen Bai Zhi's power with their own eyes. Even those youths weren't her match, let alone them.
"Bai Zhi," a voice rang out from the mutant Wind Snake's back.
Only then did the violence in Bai Zhi's eyes subside.
The person in black robes appeared, stepping on the black wind as he approached.
"Who gave you the Netherworld Ring?" the person in black robes asked.
Bai Zhi looked at the warden.
The warden replied hurriedly, "It's … Elder Mo."
"Tell that old man to come out." Bai Zhi shouted coldly.
"Mo … Elder Mo isn't in the valley at the moment. Just now, after you left, the Elder also left … I wonder … I wonder what made the Envoy so angry? Is there any misunderstanding?" The deacon tried to persuade the Envoy with kind words, deeply afraid that he would follow in the footsteps of his companion.
"He left … Sure enough, that old man had planned this all along." Bai Zhi gritted her teeth. She had already figured everything out.
What Netherworld Ring? That was just an excuse that Elder Mo had used to fool her. Now that he had given her a fake, he could take the opportunity to slip away.
"How dare the Ancient You Clan fool the Crimson League with a fake Netherworld Ring. I want to see if we can find the Netherworld Ring after we destroy the Ancient You Clan." A murderous glint flashed across Baizhi's eyes. Before the warden could say anything, she crushed his neck.
In the next second, Bai Zhi's figure swept through the entire Ancient You Clan's canyon like a gust of wind.
The person in black robes and the other alien race didn't make a move, silently allowing Bai Zhi to kill them.
Outside the canyon, Ye Qingtang's eyes lit up as she watched the scene unfold before her.
It looked like the Crimson League had taken the bait.
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