Mingzhuo looked at the old man and his companions in surprise; all of them had the blood of the Shadowmoon Clan flowing through their veins.
"So you were after revenge. No wonder you were so fixated on getting back at me."
Her expression was calm. "I've killed thousands upon thousands of evil spirits. If he crawls out of hell to seek revenge, fine, you're welcome. I wouldn't mind killing him a second time."
The old man said, “For generations, we have strived to resurrect the High Priest so that we could return to our homeland and rebuild our home. You have shattered our hopes of countless lifetimes; how hateful!”
"The High Priest has risen once more from the deepest depths of hell, and his power is only greater than before! Today is your death day!"
He Wangyao found it very strange: "It was Shen Ruodi who caused trouble in the incense market first, making the ghost servants devour the souls of the living. Our boss was acting on behalf of Heaven, so why is she to blame?"
Besides, what era are we living in? Returning to one's homeland to rebuild one's family sounds really strange.
Indeed, some feudal ideas are unacceptable; we should embrace modern society with an open mind.
If we remain stagnant and confined to one's own corner, there is no future or prospects.
He voiced all his thoughts and earnestly advised these people not to cause trouble.
The old man just sneered, "The High Priest is about to come out. You can go and talk to the High Priest about this."
He Wangyao: "..."
He felt the old man's suggestion was very bad; those were evil spirits that had crawled out of the deepest part of hell, how could they possibly have any reason?
Moreover, Mingzhuo personally killed that person, and there is a deep-seated hatred between them. I'm afraid a major battle will break out right away.
He secretly clenched the talisman, his nerves on edge as he awaited the arrival of the great battle.
The surrounding temperature plummeted, as if we had suddenly arrived in the dead of winter, and the yin energy was so thick that it almost materialized.
As the black mist surged within the formation, accompanied by ghostly howls, something was about to emerge.
He Wangyao touched the goosebumps on his body, his mind racing with alarm bells, urging him to run!
But he suppressed his terrifying instincts and stood firm, determined not to back down and to follow his boss!
Gu Xu stared intently at the core of the formation, then suddenly said, "It's here."
He witnessed those unnatural phenomena once again.
The black fog was so thick that even he, who was immune to all evil, could see it, and a human figure gradually appeared inside.
The resentment was so intense that it made people feel depressed and fearful, and negative emotions weighed heavily on their hearts.
The old man prostrated himself on the ground excitedly: "High Priest, you have finally returned! By the way, these are your murderers. Today, we will welcome your return with their blood!"
The other tribesmen were also very excited, prostrating themselves on the ground, not daring to look up at the high priest's true face.
The eerie man raised his eyes and glanced at the "sacrifices" standing at the edge of the formation.
Mingzhuo touched the wooden puppet in his arms. The thing had met its true owner and was a little restless, as if it wanted to go back, or as if it was reluctant to part with Mingzhuo.
Mingzhuo couldn't understand the other person's conflicted feelings. "Once I kill Shen Ruodi again, you won't have to waver anymore."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and summoned the peach wood sword.
Looking directly at the man, whose terrifying presence sent shivers down everyone's spines, she said, "You seem to have become even more formidable."
But that's normal. To be able to climb out of the depths of hell again, this person must have devoured countless powerful evil spirits.
His aura was even more evil and terrifying than it had been in Xiangshi.
Mingzhuo frowned, feeling that something was not right. She was used to striking first, but today she restrained herself from making the first move.
Shen Ruodi stepped down from the altar, his body shrouded in black mist. He calmly walked past the group of believers who had summoned him.
He walked until he was a few steps away from Mingzhuo, and then suddenly raised his hand.
Just as Li Wenhe's pupils constricted, preparing to make a move.
He pulled the kneeling old man into his hand and grabbed his neck. "You summoned me here just to kill her?"
The old man trembled, yet was also excited: "Yes, High Priestess! She killed you, hindering my people's return..."
A chilling aura crept up his skin inch by inch, and the old man suddenly realized he couldn't move!
The black mist began to seep into the old man's mouth and nostrils.
He looked at Shen Ruodi in horror, as if he understood something, and immediately his face showed a look of fearlessness as he said, "I am willing to offer this old man's crippled body to the High Priest!"
Mingzhuo was speechless. Sure enough, cult members were mentally ill, willing to feed their bodies to evil spirits in order to kill her.
The old man paused, then said indignantly, "I only want to see you kill this woman with my own eyes and take revenge!"
This was a wish he had been thinking about day and night for the past six months.
Shen Ruodi manipulated the black mist and slapped the old man several times, making him see stars and completely stunned.
"Outrageous! You don't even recognize my clan's goddess, and you even killed her? This is insubordination! Quickly kowtow to the goddess and confess your sins!"
This statement was absolutely shocking, and the remaining clansmen stared at Mingzhuo in astonishment.
Is this really their Shadowmoon Clan's goddess?
The old man looked utterly bewildered and instinctively said, "Impossible! How could the goddess kill you?"
Shen Ruodi looked at Ming Zhuo, the smile on his lips like a sigh, "There is some misunderstanding between us... A Yin has been reincarnated and has forgotten her past life, which is why she attacked me."
He paused for a moment, then added, "Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, everything will be back to normal."
Mingzhuo: "Wait a minute! Can I have a different opinion?"
No wonder she felt that Shen Ruodi had no intention of killing her and was even restraining his evil nature from seeking revenge. So that's how it is.
"Is it possible that you've mistaken someone for someone else?" Mingzhuo decided to offer them a new perspective.
Shen Ruodi: "Impossible."
Mingzhuo: "Your eyesight isn't good, you must have seen wrong. Why don't you go look for it again?"
He Wangyao mustered her courage and said, "Why don't you get your eyes treated first?"
Gu Xu also spoke up, "If Zhuozhuo says she isn't, then she isn't."
The old man and several Shadowmoon Clan members felt a glimmer of hope. Yes, the High Priest's eyes had been completely ruined in the final battle because he had touched a forbidden spell.
This effect is not physical, but imprinted on the soul; even after being reincarnated as a human, he still has eye problems.
Perhaps they really mistook someone for someone else.
"High Priest, she must have tricked you!"
"She knows she can't beat you, so she's trying to impersonate the goddess to soften your heart!"
Mingzhuo disagreed: "What do you mean you can't beat them? Come on, let's have a match right now."
Shen Ruodi's lips curled up slightly, and he was even more certain, "Ayin, you are still as lively as before."
Although his eyes are blind, his heart is not.
Mingzhuo said expressionlessly, "Are you deliberately trying to establish a connection because you're worried I'll beat you to a pulp again?"
She's in a really bad mood right now, might as well just start a fight.
Shen Ruodi couldn't help but burst into laughter. After laughing, he said with some helplessness, "Ayin, it's great to see you again, but there are still some misunderstandings between us. I will prove it to you."
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