The second elder followed closely behind, and as soon as he stepped into the ancestral temple, his breathing suddenly stopped.

Eight elders at the Divine Realm died at the same time!

This has never happened in the entire history of the Blood Demon Alliance!

"Alliance leader!"

The Second Elder suppressed his shock and said urgently:

"Hurry and check the Blood Evil Soul-Chasing Seal! We must avenge them!"

Xue Ming's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly made a hand seal with his hands. A scarlet divine power burst out from his fingertips and directly poured into one of the extinguished soul lamps!

"The bloody shadow appears!"

Buzz——

The soul lamp trembled, and a blood-red light curtain suddenly unfolded above the ancestral temple!

Within the light curtain, the figures of eight elders of the Blood Demon Alliance emerged. They were being imprisoned by countless spark chains, the Chaos Divine Fire was burning their bodies, and their screams were extremely shrill!

In front of them, a figure in a white robe stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent, as if looking down at an ant!

In the light curtain, the body of an elder collapsed first, and his soul was completely burned by the chaotic divine fire!

Immediately afterwards, the second person, the third person... In just a few breaths, all eight gods were reduced to ashes!

"Eight Divine Venerable Elders died at the hands of a young man?!"

Xue Ming's voice was icy cold, and the murderous intent almost solidified into substance.

Inside the ancestral temple, all the elders and disciples who had rushed over held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

"Who is this person?!"

Xue Ming slowly turned his head, his scarlet eyes swept over everyone, and his voice was extremely cold.

The Second Elder's throat rolled, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and he whispered:

"Alliance leader, he is the disciple you have always wanted to take on—Li Lingge!"

"Li Lingge!"

Xue Ming practically squeezed out these three words from between his teeth, and each word seemed to carry a murderous intent.

Xue Ming laughed in anger, waved his sleeves, and the blood-red light curtain exploded!

"Pass the order! All members of the Blood Demon Alliance, mobilize! I will make him... suffer a fate worse than death!"

The second elder immediately stepped forward to persuade him.

"Alliance leader, calm down. He is a favorite of the Divine Court now and cannot be touched!"

Xue Ming suddenly pushed the second elder away and said angrily.

"I don't care if he's red or black, if he kills my brother, he must be dead!"

…

Late at night, the candlelight flickers.

Wei Xiang stood in front of the window, the moonlight shining through the window lattice, casting a layer of cold light on her white fingertips.

She formed a seal with one hand and gently tapped the soul-locking talisman with her jade finger. Suddenly, a strange ripple appeared on the surface of the talisman.

"untie!"

With a whisper, the soul-locking talisman suddenly cracked, and Zhao Huaner's soul floated out like smoke and condensed into shape in mid-air.

Zhao Huan'er's soul was suspended in mid-air, her beautiful eyes fixed on Wei Xiang, her voice filled with shock and resentment.

"Meng Yuyan, you hid it so well!"

She had always thought that Meng Yuyan was just an alchemist proficient in alchemy, but she never imagined that this woman was also proficient in talismans!

Upon hearing this, Wei Xiang raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Meng Yuyan?"

She raised her hand and gently stroked her cheek with her fingertips. A human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wing was slowly peeled off, revealing a completely different face.

It was an extremely cold and beautiful face, eyes like cold stars, lips as red as blood.

boom!

Zhao Huaner's soul trembled violently, as if struck by lightning!

“You, you are…”

Her voice suddenly became sharp, as if her throat was strangled. She staggered backward, her back pressed against the door frame, as if she wanted to shrink into the shadows.

"Wei, Wei Xiang?!"

This name was like a thunderclap, almost shattering her soul!

God-killer!

Five million years ago, the most terrifying existence in the divine world!

Legend has it that she once attacked the Divine Court, and countless Divine Emperors perished at her hands!

But then, didn't she die?!

"You...how could you still be alive?!"

Zhao Huaner's voice was trembling, and her soul was about to collapse.

Wei Xiang chuckled, playing with the human skin mask with his fingertips, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"die?"

She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze like a knife, piercing Zhao Huaner's soul and causing her severe pain.

"You ants, are you worthy of my death?"

Zhao Huaner's soul trembled wildly, and fear swept over her like a tide.

She finally understood what kind of terrifying existence she had provoked!

If the person in front of him is Wei Xiang, then it is reasonable that he can condense a mid-level divine talisman.

After all, for Wei Xiang, condensing a high-level divine talisman is just a matter of moving his hands.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

With the opponent's strength, he could make her soul disappear with just a flick of his finger.

She didn't know much about what happened five million years ago.

She didn't understand what was the point of Wei Xiang keeping her.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the slightly red tips of Wei Xiang's ears.

She cleared her throat and said coldly:

"I have some questions for you, and you must answer them truthfully, otherwise—"

A cluster of dark fire ignited at the fingertips, and the threat was self-evident.

Zhao Huan'er trembled all over and nodded quickly.

"Senior, please feel free to ask! I will tell you everything I know!"

The room suddenly fell into an eerie silence. Wei Xiang's fingertips unconsciously stroked the edge of the teacup, and his usually sharp eyes were now erratic.

She opened her mouth, then pursed her lips, and finally turned her face away, staring at the swaying shadows of the trees on the window frame.

"How is your Hehuan Tantra..."

The second half of the sentence lingered between his lips and teeth, as light as the flapping of mosquito wings.

Zhao Huan'er bravely took a step closer, but only caught a few fragmentary words.

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