Fang Tianzhi opened the mirror again, wanting to observe the condition of his new material.

However, when Fang Tianzhi opened the mirror, the situation was different from what he had expected.

"They pulled him back?!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Tianzhi became somewhat annoyed.

The fresh materials were almost ready to take shape, but then they were interrupted!

This inexplicably annoyed Fang Tian for a while.

The scene reflected in the mirror was cozy, a picture of people eating.

A group of people eating together looks harmonious and warm, which is quite enviable.

However, Fang Tianzhi could not appreciate such a scene; he loathed it the most.

He is a villain, a thoroughly evil person who practices evil arts to manipulate others, and therefore has a natural aversion to beautiful things.

After all, every villain probably has a tragic past, which is why they hate the good in others.

"Ah, how wonderful."

Fang Tianzhi was extremely envious, and he clenched his fist and smashed it against the stone wall beside him.

With a loud "boom," a crater was smashed into the stone wall.

"This material should be refined a bit more."

......

It was already dark, and because the clouds had not yet dispersed, there was no moonlight or starlight.

As for the secluded valley where trees intertwine, it is even darker.

After Wu Er and his fellow disciples finished their meal, they sat in the valley in a daze.

Xiao Mingmu kept his eyes closed, presumably waiting for something, and a chilling aura permeated the air around him.

This killing intent has nothing to do with cultivation level; it's just pure killing intent.

Wo Ningyan sat to one side, and even though the environment was very dim, her bright eyes were fixed on Wu Er.

As for Zhang Wu, Chen Ping, and Yan Zheng, the three of them sat scattered around, full of energy and alert to any movement around them.

"What...what is this?"

In this tranquil atmosphere, Wu Er suddenly spoke.

He rubbed his head, his face showing exhaustion.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

Wo Ningyan, who had been staring at Wu Er, immediately spoke up and asked.

Wu Er replied, "I don't know either, my mind suddenly cleared up."

This time, his words were no longer as wooden as before; they carried emotion and tone.

"Senior Brother? You're all better!"

Upon hearing his senior brother's voice return to normal, Xiao Mingmu immediately opened his eyes, a look of joy on his face.

"Well, I guess I'm back to normal." Wu Er rubbed his forehead again. "I don't know what happened a few days ago, but I felt like I had a high fever, and I was in a daze all the time."

Wu Er could recall what he had experienced during those days and knew what he had done.

The feeling was very strange, as if I had lost my ability to judge, and I felt like I had become a child of a few years old, completely unable to control myself.

This situation is terrifying. If Xiao Mingmu hadn't sensed it at the city gate that day, Wu Er might have started a massacre.

"I'm actually a little scared now."

Recalling those events, Wu Er felt a chill run down his spine.

If I lose control, how many mortals will I have to kill? And how much guilt will I feel after I recover?

Xiao Mingmu walked over to Wu Er and asked, "Senior brother, is there anything else that's bothering you?"

"I'm fine, just a little mentally exhausted."

After carefully examining the situation, Wu Er came to this conclusion.

"It's alright, it's alright." After saying this twice, the murderous aura around Xiao Mingmu lessened considerably.

But right after saying "It's alright," a burst of light appeared in the sky.

The dim sky was illuminated by the strong light, and it could be described in one word—as bright as day.

The intense light shone through the gaps in the trees and into the secluded valley.

Even with multiple layers of leaves covering it, the intense light was still blinding.

"Hmph, so it was you little brats who ruined my materials?"

The bright light faded, and Fang Tianzhi appeared in the secluded valley.

He crossed his arms and swept his gaze across the crowd with disdain.

Xiao Mingmu immediately realized what was going on when he saw Fang Tianzhi; he had prepared quite a lot of things.

With a flick of his fingers, Xiao Mingmu unleashed a flurry of magical artifacts, talismans, and poison powder at Fang Tianzhi.

"Hmph." Fang Tianzhi waved his hand when he saw these things.

With a wave of his hand, a large amount of spiritual energy erupted, scattering all of these things.

It's obvious that the difference in their levels is too great. No matter how much effort is put in, it won't make a difference. The fundamental gap cannot be bridged by external things.

"They're really giving me attitude!"

Fang Tianzhi uttered a sentence in a low voice, and then a gust of wind blew out from him.

The strong wind swept through the valley, stirring up a cloud of dust that obscured everyone's figures.

When the smoke and dust cleared, it was seen that no one in the valley could stand up except for Fang Tianzhi; everyone else had been pressed to the ground by Fang Tianzhi's oppressive aura.

That feeling of helplessness returned, as if a mountain was pressing down on my chest.

Fang Tianzhi looked around and then focused his gaze on Wu Er.

"I thought you would be ready soon, but this happened. It seems I'd better refine you myself."

The tone was strangely eerie, as if the speaker were talking to an object.

The person he was talking to was Wu Er. Fang Tianzhi treated Wu Er as an object, or rather, people were just objects to Fang Tianzhi.

"As for you..." Fang Tianzhi looked at the others, "I happen to be short of some materials, but I'm not in a hurry to use them. I'll come and prepare you in a few days."

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