He Wangyao was almost in tears. He really didn't expect that Li Wenhe and Pei Di had failed, but he had succeeded!
"Ah Xu!" He didn't dare to hold such a crucial item and quickly handed it to Gu Xu.
When Gu Xu was melting those chains, he wrote the word "dagger" on each of them, which is why everyone rushed up and pretended to fight Luo Wenxin to the death.
Luo Wenxin was holding his folding fan the whole time, so he couldn't keep the dagger with him. He casually put the dagger into his pocket, which gave them an opportunity.
Gu Xu took the dagger and quickly smeared the blood on it.
His blood can both purify and seal.
Purify the ominous and malevolent energy from the dagger, and seal it back into chaos.
Luo Wenxin was furious. He never expected that a few mere ants would dare to play tricks on him!
He raised his hand and struck Gu Xu with a palm, but a sudden surge of yin energy came from behind him. Luo Wenxin quickly blocked it and landed to the side.
He Wangyao was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. When she saw the person who came, she hurriedly complained: "Shen Ruodi, your subordinate is dishonest and has betrayed you!"
Shen Ruodi was filled with resentment, and his body was covered with dense black scriptures.
The scriptures seemed to bind him to the ground. He walked slowly and heavily, step by step, but he persisted in moving forward.
The Ghost King was surrounded by surging Yin energy and overwhelming resentment, even more so than when he crawled out of the depths of hell.
"High Priest!" The elder's expression changed slightly. "Why have you come out?"
Shen Ruodi: "It might be difficult for your Soul-Weaving Ritual to trap me."
He spoke casually, but the elders and several clansmen were still shocked.
The Soul-Weaving Ritual Text is layer upon layer, piercing through the three souls and seven spirits, nailing him to the ground.
Its power was so great that even the Ghost King was helpless against it. It was only through their shamelessness and scheming that they managed to trap Shen Ruodi.
After Pear Blossom Valley, Shen Ruodi's attitude changed noticeably.
The high priest, who once took it upon himself to revive the Shadowmoon Clan, began to waver.
Especially when they see the descendants of some traitors who have long forgotten their roots, intermarrying with Han people and passing down their lineage generation after generation, their bloodline has been diluted to the point that they are no different from ordinary people.
The Shadowmoon Clan are clearly born with supernatural powers, able to communicate with the yin and yang, and skilled in all kinds of arts.
The high priest said that by multiplying generation after generation and continuing the bloodline, all people should be considered their people.
But they refused to acknowledge them, resolutely refusing to acknowledge those traitors, refusing to acknowledge those bastards whose bloodlines had been diluted!
Since Shen Ruodi couldn't be trusted, they contacted Luo Wenxin and set up this trap today.
On the Xuanmen side, several other elders pretended to go to apologize, but took the opportunity to break in and cause trouble. Following Luo Wenxin's instructions, they committed suicide to sacrifice to the formation.
The four treasures suppressed by the four major families of the Xuanmen sect are actually part of a huge conspiracy.
Those four extraterrestrial objects are not only treasures, but could also be anchor points for the descent of extraterrestrial gods.
Centered on Yunwu City, where the Xuanmen headquarters is located, and with the cities where the four major families are located as points, a huge magic array spanning thousands of miles is formed.
This is the true divine descent ritual.
As a deity, how could a celestial being descending upon this planet to become the ruler of the world only cause such a commotion as a church?
His divine power is boundless, and his divine consciousness can control thousands of mountains and rivers. How can he descend without enough sacrifices?
The Shadowmoon Clan helped him descend, and in exchange, they used his divine power to resurrect the Shadowmoon Clan and restore their glory.
The high priest had suffered too much in hell and had forgotten his original intentions, so of course they wanted to betray him.
The soul-weaving sacrificial text was dense and rolled continuously, pulling Shen Ruodi's soul down into the earth.
He walked heavily step by step, and one can only imagine how much pain his soul and spirit must be in.
"High Priest, are you really going to go against us for the sake of this demoness?" The Grand Elder gritted his teeth.
Shen Ruodi raised his hand, and the black mist surged into a hand, which suddenly grabbed the Grand Elder's neck.
His eyes were dark, and he stared at the other person with a gloomy expression. "Witch? How dare you call a goddess that?"
The First Elder: "She's a witch! She doesn't protect her own people, isn't that being a witch?!"
Shen Ruodi: "You bastard!"
With a sudden burst of strength, he crushed the elder's throat.
The rest of the tribesmen looked at him in shock and disbelief, and some even covered their faces and wept.
The people of the Shadowmoon Clan abandoned the goddess and fled to the deep mountains and forests to live in seclusion, thus preserving the purest bloodline of the Shadowmoon Clan.
Survival is difficult, however, as the Shadowmoon people are skilled in shadow magic, which has brought them much trouble.
They also had a series of misfortunes, declining and dying young, as if cursed, with each generation falling into decline.
Later, the high priest crawled out of hell and powerfully protected the remaining people, leading them to multiply generation after generation.
It can be said that the high priest was their spiritual belief.
Now the high priest has killed their elder for the sake of a woman.
“High Priest, if you insist on going your own way, don’t blame us for disregarding our past friendship.” Someone stepped forward.
In fact, as long as Shen Ruodi doesn't interfere, once this matter is over, he will still be the high priest, enjoying supreme power and glory.
Isn't this better?
Several clansmen began to chant incantations and perform a soul-weaving ritual, intending to nail Shen Ruodi to the ground once again.
Luo Wenxin also felt the spiritual energy fluctuations of the entire formation being activated. He couldn't help but smile slightly as he felt his soul breaking through the laws of heaven and earth and descending into the world.
The wind rose and the clouds surged, lightning flashed and thunder roared.
It was broad daylight in the dead of winter, yet it felt as if we were plunged into eternal night.
A strange wind rose and lingered on the city streets.
Gu Xu was deeply shaken. He was the embodiment of righteousness in the world, while many places on this land were filled with resentment and filth. His deep-seated mission compelled him to quickly purify these places.
Otherwise, eternal night will descend, and hell will descend upon us.
He bled profusely, the blood dripping and pooling on the ground, slowly eroding the chains that stretched out from the earth.
Gu Xu's face was deathly pale. He thought to himself, if he could bleed out the last drop of blood, would he be able to save Ming Zhuo?
Yet a voice deep within him called to him, urging him to leave quickly and complete the mission of purification.
Cheng Jingru suddenly summoned the last white silk thread, snatched the dagger from Gu Xu's hand, and presented it to Luo Wenxin.
It all happened so fast that Gu Xu was powerless to stop it, and the others didn't even have time to react.
Luo Wenxin wiped the blood off the dagger. It was Heavenly Cold Iron, after all, it came from the same source as him, so it would be difficult for Gu Xu to completely seal it.
However, this dagger has become much duller and is no longer as sharp as before.
But it was enough to pierce Mingzhuo's heart.
Luo Wenxin flashed and appeared in front of Ming Zhuo in the next second. She raised her hand and waved Li Wenhe and the others away, "Get out of the way!"
Under the pressure of divine power, several people were unable to get up.
Gu Xu was covered in blood, his body a bloody mess.
"Boss, wake up! Ah Xu will really die if this continues!" He Wangyao was almost crying.
The dagger, imbued with divine power, pierced Mingzhuo's heart.
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