National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

However, just as the tip of the sword was about to touch Mu Shangmin, a black shield suddenly appeared in front of him. It was condensed from the power of pure resentment and blocked the sword.

Shen Jia'an's eyes glared, and he thrust his sword fiercely. A stream of sharp sword energy instantly slashed towards the shield. The sword energy collided with the shield, making a sharp friction sound and sending sparks flying.

Seeing this, Mu Shangmin laughed crazily. "Lingbao Tianzun, do you think you can defeat me so easily? Although I am trapped here, I have devoured the ten souls of the Ten Kings of Hell in the Netherworld. Don't even think about succeeding so easily!"

Shen Jia'an raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, "As expected." Then he changed his mind and snorted coldly, swinging the long sword in his hand again. For a moment, the sword shadows were heavy and dense, attacking Mu Shangmin.

Each sword shadow contained powerful spiritual power, trying to break through Mu Shangmin's defense.

Mu Shangmin was not to be outdone. He constantly mobilized the power of resentment in his body to strengthen the defense of the shield. At the same time, he stretched out his hands from behind the shield from time to time, emitting black rays of resentment, which intertwined and collided with Shen Jiaan's sword shadow.

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense. The collision of spiritual power and resentful power made the surrounding space unstable. Stones on the walls fell from time to time, and cracks began to appear on the ground.

Shen Jiaan sighed inwardly, secretly concentrating his mind, and decided to be serious...

Suddenly, his eyes flashed and locked onto Mu Shangmin's imprisoned legs. When the other party mobilized the power of resentment, a faint fluctuation of spiritual power would appear at the imprisoned legs.

A thought struck him, and a plan came to his mind. He pretended to continue attacking Mu Shangmin head-on, but inadvertently, he quietly gathered some of his spiritual power under his feet.

Just when Mu Shangmin was concentrating on resisting Shen Jia'an's frontal attack, Shen Jia'an suddenly shouted and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, he appeared behind Mu Shangmin, with the long sword in his hand shining brightly, and stabbed fiercely at the connection between Mu Shangmin's leg and the throne.

Mu Shangmin sensed the danger and tried to turn to defend himself, but it was too late. Shen Jiaan's sword accurately pierced the target, and with a crisp cracking sound, the invisible force that imprisoned Mu Shangmin's legs seemed to loosen slightly.

Mu Shangmin roared angrily, and desperately swept all his resentment towards Shen Jiaan, trying to make a final struggle.

Shen Jia'an was not in a hurry. He increased the power of the Spirit Source Pearl to the extreme. The divine power that had never been used suddenly appeared and blocked all the surging power of resentment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Jia'an swung his sword again and stabbed out several times in succession, each sword carrying three points of divine power.

At this point, with a loud bang, the power that imprisoned Mu Shangmin was completely broken, and Mu Shangmin's body lost balance and fell forward.

How could Shen Jia'an miss this opportunity? He flashed and came above Mu Shangmin, raised the sword in his hand high, and stabbed at Mu Shangmin fiercely.

Just as the sword was about to pierce Mu Shangmin's heart, a mysterious light suddenly surged out from Mu Shangmin's body, blocking Shen Jiaan's sword again.

"So this resentful godhead is making its final resistance...?" A hint of determination flashed in Shen Jia'an's eyes. He gripped the sword with both hands and raised the divine power in his hands to 50%. When he stabbed down, a look of compassion appeared on his face for a moment.

"I will tell you with facts that evil will never prevail over justice..."

This time, the divine nature gradually dimmed. Finally, with a crisp cracking sound, the divine nature completely shattered, turning into countless fragments and dissipating in the air.

The moment Mu Shangmin's divine nature was shattered, his body lost all strength and he collapsed to the ground, staring blankly ahead, as if he had lost his soul.

Shen Jia'an put away his sword and looked at Mu Shangmin deeply. He felt that the vitality in his body was rapidly fading. The anger in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a trace of pity.

"Those who do evil will eventually perish. You had the opportunity to walk the right path, but you were blinded by resentment and greed. You deserve this fate. It's all your own fault."

After saying that, Shen Jia'an turned around, looked at the sun disappearing over the horizon, closed his eyes, and suddenly stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the bloody and unpleasant smell in the hall disappeared. He confirmed that Mu Shangmin and his soul had both lost their lives, then he raised his legs and prepared to leave this hall full of sin.

However, the moment he took a step forward, he felt a faint breath of life coming from the corner of the hall.

Shen Jia'an's heart moved, and he walked in the direction of the breath. Under a dark compartment in the floor, he found a young man wearing Mu Yunzong's robe, who was seriously injured but still breathing.

Shen Jia'an squatted down and checked his injuries, then took out a healing pill from his arms and fed it to him. After about an incense stick of time, the boy's face gradually regained some color and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Thank you for saving my life, senior..." The young man sensed the chaotic atmosphere in the hall, and also sensed the friendly and sacred aura from the person in front of him, and said weakly.

"You're welcome." Shen Jia'an's eyes instantly warmed, and the smile on his lips became even gentler. He nodded slightly and asked, "Why are you here? What's going on with Muyun Sect?"

There was a hint of fear and sadness in the boy's eyes as he slowly recounted the changes that had happened to the Muyun Sect.

It turned out that in pursuit of powerful strength, Mu Shangmin reached an evil deal with the evil god. He first tempted the elders of the sect with huge benefits, and then used conspiracy and trickery to kill the masters in the sect who were unwilling to go along with him, and sacrificed their souls and strength to the evil god in exchange for the power of godhood.

Later, he forced other disciples to participate in various evil rituals, which allowed nearly half of the disciples to gain the power of resentment, but also led to the innocent deaths of the other half.

As for those disciples who resisted, they were all brutally killed by Mu Shangmin and several people of equal strength. After Mu Shangmin squeezed out the last bit of value from these "partners", they became nutrients for him and the evil god.

In this way, the entire Muyun Sect was led into the abyss step by step by him.

The young man before him was a member of Zhou Zheng's intelligence organization. Within that organization, teeming with talent, he, despite his tender age, had blossomed with the most dazzling talent, like a brilliant new star emerging from the dark night sky, quickly capturing everyone's attention.

Because of this, Mu Shangmin, the guy whose mind was twisted by resentment and evil, when he accidentally witnessed the young man's amazing talent, the dark corners deep in his heart were instantly ignited.