Master's Chief Disciple

The elders beside him sighed one after another. Qi Jin'er's status was higher than that of the ancestor, but she was willing to lower herself and beg for mercy for a guilty person.

The old ancestor closed his eyes for a long time before saying, "This is his order. You have no right to interfere."

"Besides, he deserves to die for developing feelings for her. Even if he is sacrificed, it will be useless to the ghost realm. However, due to many causes and effects, he must die today."

Qi Jin'er wiped away her tears, a layer of doubt appeared between her eyebrows, and she said anxiously: "No, no, ancestor, he can't die. Once he dies, the formation of the ghost domain will loosen..."

But at this point he stopped talking and looked at Tian Qian beside him. The two of them whispered to each other, "Did you catch that man?"

Tian Qian's expression flashed a trace of panic, "Something went wrong along the way, and the person was kidnapped, but I have two of that person's souls in my hands. Before Jiang Zilin dies, I can use them to suppress the ghost domain..."

"Keep sending people to look for his whereabouts. Make sure to find him within one day!"

"Then... the fragments of the Taichu Tianpan?"

The old ancestor did not speak but continued to focus on the fight under the altar. Song Yunmo gasped and stared at the two powerful enemies in front of him.

The sharp thorn on his back caused him a dull pain. A circle of spiritual power floated around him. After a moment, the sharp thorn was blasted out of his body. He felt as if all the bones in his body were about to break and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Zilin looked to his right after hearing the noise, but he was already exhausted and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. Except for the small fry fighting with them, who were all in the middle realm,

There were also two quasi-immortal emperors and four masters at the peak of the ancestor realm. The old ancestor stroked his beard and stared at Jiang Zilin and the other two.

"The strength of these two people... is pretty good. They were able to kill three of my Quasi-Immortal Emperors and ten of my Peak Ancestor Realm disciples. It's a pity that they can't be used by me."

"But the Human Emperor can be captured alive. I just happen to be in need of a puppet."

After he finished speaking, the two elders beside him volunteered to capture Song Yunmo on his behalf. He nodded and wanted to continue watching the fight, but suddenly he felt dizzy.

He quickly counted with his fingers, which immediately shocked him. After three breaths, he restrained his expression and said, "I want to see what you are capable of."

The disciples under the altar followed the order and left. Then Tian Qian and two other elders went into battle. Tian Qian dealt with Jiang Zilin, while another elder, Shi Heng, dealt with Song Yunmo.

Because Jiang Zilin was seriously injured, the ghosts saw an opportunity and kept attacking the formation. Jiang Zilin's spiritual sense could detect the ghosts' movements.

"Never mind... maybe this is my fate."

Suddenly, the ground and buildings began to shake non-stop. The sky was instantly covered with dark clouds and hundreds of thunders roared. Jiang Zilin caught a glimpse of Tian Qian's terrified expression.

But she immediately regained her composure and took out a Qiankun bag, muttering something silently, and two souls flew out of it.

Jiang Zilin's heart trembled and he wanted to rush forward to grab it, but his body was so heavy that he couldn't move at all. He could only scream at the top of his voice: "Let his soul go, I... I can still barely use it as energy to stabilize the ghost domain."

Tian Qian didn't stop what she was doing and sneered, "Don't worry, it will be your turn soon!"

Seeing Tian Qian about to crush Gao Moqiu's soul, Jiang Zilin was helpless as he watched this scene. If he had known earlier, he should not have lied to him. If he had known earlier, he should have offered himself as a sacrifice.

"do not want!"

Resentment, unwillingness, and the desire to change his fate kept pounding in his heart, and bits of memories about the two of them kept turning in his mind.

At this moment, Qi Jin'er hoped that someone, even Mu Huayan, would come and rescue him. She would no longer force him. Even if it was to exchange her love for him, it would be worth it.

The thunder in the sky suddenly stopped, and everything and all living things around fell into a realm. At this moment, there was silence in my ears.

Even the ancestor who had cultivated a fairy spirit did not find anything unusual. Ten miles away from Ziyun Fairy Pavilion, Mu Huayan stood outside a space with a fairy spirit lingering around her.

She watched the movements on the altar with murderous intent in her eyes. She raised her hand and a silver-blue divine bow appeared. As the cold air moved around her body, five long arrows whistled through the sky.

One of them was an arrow of spiritual consciousness that would kill anyone who was hit. The five long arrows shattered the areas she had set up. Before the long arrows reached their destination,

She teleported to Tian Qian and took away Gao Moqiu's two souls, then opened the space and sent them back to the inn in Beiyao Continent. She placed the souls between his eyebrows and heart according to Hei Wuchang's instructions.

After doing all this, his face regained some color, and Mu Huayan was relieved. She vaguely heard the murmur of Fengdie: "Master... is the best master in the world... I will work hard to become stronger... to protect the master."

Mu Huayan shuddered after hearing this, and her originally cruel red eyes looked very gentle in her smile, but also contained a hint of sadness.

The old ancestor sensed that his heart of Tao had been bewitched, and a trace of immortal energy lingered between his eyebrows. After waking up, he was shocked for a moment before his expression returned to calm.

Mu Huayan's silent appearance made the old ancestor even more frightened. She subdued the old ancestor with a single finger, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

She blatantly pushed away Qi Jin'er, who was crying loudly, and sneered at the old ancestor's horrified eyes, "Don't leave in a hurry. A good show will be incomplete without a backbone."

Suddenly, the momentum around them increased nearly a hundred times, as terrifying as a violent wind sweeping across the earth. Five sharp arrows were approaching, and the fierce arrows pierced through the void and aimed at the five people.

She raised her hand and flicked the surrounding area, which instantly shattered. Before the disciples could come back to their senses, the ancestor realized that something was wrong and his eyes trembled for a few breaths.

He tried desperately to break through the magic that Mu Huayan had cast, but what he got in return was backlash. He saw five sharp arrows about to pierce through the eyebrows of the five disciples.

He was powerless and even his breathing became unstable. He was so angry that his eyes were bloodshot and blood was flowing from his seven orifices. The ones she killed were all the best in the pavilion, five of them were quasi-immortal emperors,

Ten breaths later, all the disciples had regained their consciousness. The first spiritual arrow pierced directly through Tian Qian's brow with its swift power.

Scarlet blood spurted out immediately, and the disciples present screamed sharply, witnessing Elder Tian Qian's death on the spot.

The scene was in great chaos. Some people stared at Mu Huayan in the attic nervously, while other disciples fled the scene in fear.

In front of everyone present, the remaining three quasi-immortal emperors had their hearts pierced by sharp arrows and their blood spilled all over the altar. It was almost a fatal blow, with no chance of survival.

The disciples screamed like ghosts and wolves, and the water stains on the ground were instantly dyed red. In the wind, a strong smell of blood could be vaguely smelled throughout the altar.

The sun shone on the earth, and the last sharp arrow was aimed at the ancestor's forehead. He was so scared that his whole body was shaking. Mu Huayan stepped on the void and a touch of pressure swept away.

The disciples who had just been screaming in panic were suddenly forced to kneel on the ground. There was silence at the scene. The old ancestor was very dissatisfied when he saw this scene.

Not only were the best people in the pavilion killed instantly one after another, but he was also defeated by a woman. It was a great shame and humiliation. He burned his own blood to break free from the shackles.

Determined to avenge their deaths, Mu Huayan was very surprised, "Since you don't accept it, then I will play with you, the condition is that if you lose, then I will destroy your entire Ziyun Fairy Pavilion!"