Everyone was terrified.

Even the first person to arrive, who was hoping to see his nemesis suffer, was also suppressed.

Then, under their bewildered, incredulous, humiliated, and angry gazes...

The middle-aged man who had challenged the clan's disciples to a duel was instantly reduced to a bloody mess.

The second one was the one with a lustful expression.

The third one matches the first one.

The fourth one is that silly son.

The fifth one is...

The sixth one is...

Then, a series of explosions.

Everyone was terrified by what they saw. The usually high and mighty bosses were now unable to even utter a scream, turning into pools of blood one after another.

No one expected it to turn out this way; they instantly became fish on someone else's chopping block.

Haotian was very considerate and even cast an illusion spell on Xiaofangying and Xinyu, just in case the scene made them lose their appetite and vomit what they had just eaten.

They couldn't see such a cruel scene; all they saw was an illusion of them coming in to eat.

The first middle-aged man was also terrified.

He admitted that he initially had malicious intentions, but after seeing that cup of tea, he dared not have any more thoughts. He was still here just to watch the excitement.

He's so old, and he's experienced countless hardships and desperate situations in his life. Now he's going to die just because he was watching a spectacle.

He was filled with hatred, hating himself for not running away sooner. If he had survived, he would have slapped himself twice if he ever joined in the fun again.

Who knew that this fairy... this ancestral fairy, would be so ridiculously powerful.

He watched as those around him, some with similar or even greater strength than himself, turned to blood. He was so terrified that his mind went blank.

He dared not look. He, who had always been a powerful figure, had now become an ant. He closed his eyes, awaiting death in his heart.

After a long time, he raised his head and found that the oppressive aura was gone and he was still alive. But when he looked up, all those tribulation-crossing experts were dead, turned into pools of blood.

It was so red, almost black.

Then he suddenly noticed that Haotian was still there, and he crawled over to him shakily.

He said tremblingly, "I...I didn't know you, sir. I didn't mean to offend you. Thank you for sparing my life!"

Haotian glanced at him directly this time, then continued sipping his tea as if nothing had happened.

The man dared not move, remaining kneeling before Haotian, his body trembling occasionally.

Haotian spared him because he was intelligent.

If those people had any brains, we wouldn't have had to kill them.

Unfortunately, he lacked common sense, and since he lacked common sense, he was destined to be killed.

Haotian had only drunk half of his tea.

He waited until he finished drinking before setting off.

Yes, these bloodstains are indeed a bit of an eyesore.

So Haotian said calmly, "Get rid of that bloodstain."

The man trembled.

Previously, he would have thought this woman's voice was incredibly clever, crisp, and beautiful.

But now, a tremor ran through my heart.

The person then began to move, trembling slightly.

The simple spells that used to be easy to cast now feel unusually difficult to perform.

It's not a problem of intimidation, it's a problem of his psychology.

Meanwhile, the mortals below were still in shock.

No one expected that this person would have such strength.

They were also shocked that those renowned Tribulation Transcending experts had died so tragically, not even given a chance to scream, let alone self-destruct.

They gained a new understanding of what it means to be strong.

The entire inn fell silent; no one dared to make a sound.

At the same time, no one left, because they dared not, fearing that the person above might become displeased and harbor murderous intent again.

Now, several young men and women from the Lingyuan Palace have also arrived at this inn.

The sound of the Lingyuan Palace disciples opening the door and entering caused most people to turn their heads and stare at them.

I was completely stunned. The moment I opened the door, everyone was staring at me, a gaze comparable to that of a ghost in a horror movie.

However, Haotian upstairs also realized after some thought that this place was hopeless. Because it was full of lustful people, he simply left.

Haotian noticed that the two had almost finished eating, so he prepared to leave.

Next, if nothing unexpected happens, the news here will spread like wildfire, as fast as a viral plague. When she appears in a city not far from here, won't that person arrive?

It felt very familiar. Back then, she used the same trick, killing several powerful figures when her cultivation level was low.

They weren't attacking people, but rather his power.

Although Haotian now possesses overwhelming power, she still does this because she understands that this method can only delay Chu Xinqiao from bothering her for a while.

When she arrives at Lingyuan Palace, she will reorganize their sect.

At that time, there will be turmoil both inside and outside Lingyuan Palace, which will give her one more day of peace.

Haotian sighed, realizing that he hadn't been a scourge to the country and its people for a long time since becoming invincible, so he decided to relive the experience a little.

Haotian led Xinyu and Xiaofangying downstairs.

I saw several young disciples dressed the same at the entrance, probably from some sect.

Xiao Xinyu looked over and exclaimed, "Hey, isn't this an inner disciple of Lingyuan Palace? I bet they're here to deal with those bad people who were talking badly about the fairy sister and then suddenly sat down to eat (those people sitting down to eat was an illusion)."

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