After breaking off relations, I started living a supreme life!

Xiao Yang hurriedly chased after them, and he immediately saw that Meng Wuji and his men were being chased by a group of small puppet beasts and were in a very miserable state.

"Why are you back?"

Meng Wuji took out one Mohist magic weapon after another and threw them to others to help him destroy these puppet beasts.

He suddenly saw Xiao Yang, and immediately frowned and scolded him, his expression full of impatience.

"I've thought about it. I, Kong Simiao, will be a member of your Meng family in life and a ghost of your Meng family in death! No matter what, I will die with you!"

Xiao Yang imitated Kong Simiao's tone and talked nonsense while holding back his laughter.

"you!"

Meng Wuji was immediately disgusted, but he couldn't say anything else now. He could only snort and let Xiao Yang join the battle.

Soon, with the joint efforts of everyone, they finally cracked the mechanism in front of them.

"Junior Sister Kong! Let's talk about other things after we leave here alive!"

Meng Wuji said this lightly. He felt uncomfortable when he saw Kong Simiao's disabled appearance. He deliberately avoided her gaze.

"it is good!"

Xiao Yang responded indifferently, and he retreated directly to the back of the team, obviously relying on them.

"Humph! It's good that you're back, so I don't have to hunt you down and kill you! Really, you don't even realize it when death is imminent!"

Meng Wuji sneered in his heart. He led everyone forward, but his pace quickened unconsciously.

"He must know something! This is hope!"

Xiao Yang noticed this scene, and he immediately knew that since the ruins had been cracked, there should be no problem.

As expected, Meng Wuji displayed prophetic abilities. Under his leadership, everyone successfully solved the difficult problems one by one.

During the entire process, almost no one was killed or injured, and the worst sufferer was Kong Simiao.

"Everyone! It seems that I was right. This is not the remains of the Mohist school, but the remains of the Divine Sect in ancient times!"

"In that era, the entire human race was divided into two branches. One branch was the Supreme of the Human Race! The other branch was the Divine Sect of the Human Race!"

"Unfortunately, the Supreme was too powerful and could not tolerate the Divine Sect, which led to a complete fall-out between the two sides. The Divine Sect was no match for the Supreme, so they retreated to the Great Shang Dynasty and were responsible for sacrificial rituals and other matters!"

"And this is the origin of your Mohist school!"

Everyone entered smoothly into a huge circular space deep underground. There were countless strange symbols and mechanisms painted on the surrounding walls. Meng Wuji suddenly shouted excitedly.

He seemed to have achieved a huge success and wanted to let everyone know about his great achievements.

"This is the heritage of our Mohist family. Why is Brother Meng so excited?"

An inappropriate voice suddenly sounded, and a previously very low-key Mohist disciple stiffened his neck and raised an objection.

It's not like he didn't have any ceremonial guard. It was the Mohist disciples who contributed the most along the way.

The most important thing is that, except Meng Wuji and Kong Simiao, all the others are geniuses of the Mohist School!

Based on this alone, he is qualified to compete for the benefits he deserves.

"That's right, Brother Meng! We encountered many dangers along the way. If it weren't for our good luck, I'm afraid we would all have died!"

"Even if we don't die, we will suffer the same misfortune as Senior Sister Kong!"

Everyone spoke up, their words were as cold as a knife, without any scruples or respect.

Xiao Yang stood aside nonchalantly, since he was not the one being talked about anyway.

"My fellow apprentice brothers! I was planning to give you some benefits as a way to buy your silence!"

"What a pity! You actually developed a greedy heart and still want to compete with me for this opportunity?"

Meng Wuji sneered, his expression full of undisguised murderous intent.

"Brother Meng! We came out with you! Are you still thinking about killing people to silence them?"

Everyone found it incomprehensible. Not to mention whether Meng Wuji had the ability or not, it was impossible for the Jixia Academy to allow such behavior.

"We are here to hunt down Xiao Yang! We are not here to hunt for treasure!"

"If all of you die, do you think the commanders will blame me or Xiao Yang?"

Meng Wuji suddenly laughed triumphantly, and everyone was shocked as if struck by lightning when they heard his words. Only then did they understand his sinister intentions.

From the very beginning, everyone fell into his trap, and he had no intention of saving anyone's life from the beginning!

"Brother Meng! We really misjudged you! But, do you really know who will win?"

The Mohist disciples formed a circle, not only surrounding Meng Wuji, but two of them also stared at Xiao Yang with cold eyes.

Obviously, in their eyes, Kong Simiao is a completely stupid love-brained person who would sacrifice his life for Meng Wuji!

"Clap clap clap!"

Meng Wuji suddenly sneered and clapped softly. Before anyone could react to what he meant, Xiao Yang turned around first to look at the wall behind him.

A strange resonance was seen quietly occurring in this space. As Meng Wuji clapped his hands gently, the surrounding walls and ceiling all began to vibrate slightly.

The tremor was not strong enough to cause the collapse of this space.

Everyone was confused and didn't know what was going on.

"You guys are really, so stupid that it's embarrassing!"

"I've already said that this isn't the remains of the Mohist school, but the remains of the ancient divine sect!"

"The God Clan is responsible for the human race's sacrifices and divine authority. They are the legendary ancient witch clan!"

"Witchcraft! Witchcraft! A bunch of idiots!"

Meng Wuji couldn't help but burst into triumphant laughter, and everyone's faces suddenly became extremely ugly.

"Buzz!"

A subtle buzzing sound suddenly came, and everyone's scalp went numb, because they could tell that it was countless tiny poisonous insects roaring and grinding their teeth!

"call!"

The next moment, a huge amount of poisonous insects swarmed out from the walls on all sides and the ceiling above, like a large cloud of dust, rushing towards everyone!

"Meng Wuji! Aren't you going to die too?"

Some people shouted in grief and anger. Faced with this notorious ancient poisonous insect, they had already been terrified.

"You don't know again! In fact, we Confucianists have robbed the tombs of the ancient gods before. I personally have the means to crack these little tricks!"

Meng Wuji flipped his hand and took out a tablet made of unknown material. He held the tablet in his arms. The extremely dense army of poisonous insects actually avoided him and only attacked other people.

"Fight him! Drag him to die together!"

Everyone roared hysterically, but they had already been wrapped in poisonous insects all over their bodies and had lost the strength to resist. They could only roll on the ground in pain.

In just a moment, everyone felt powerless and became food for these poisonous insects, unable to move at all.