Yang Tiansheng, who was at the mid-stage of the Returning to Emptiness realm, instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist.
Within the blood mist, a small figure bearing a striking resemblance to him was fleeing in panic.
"Elder Zeng, I am a direct descendant of the Yang family. Aren't you worried about making an enemy of the Yang family by doing this?"
"You should know that the Black Moon Cult stands behind my Yang family!"
The little figure screamed wildly.
Despite being less than half a foot tall, the terrifying aura emanating from him chilled the hearts of all the Nascent Soul cultivators present.
And their escape speed was as fast as lightning.
Unfortunately, no matter how it tried to escape, it could not fly out of a radius of one mile.
"Hmph, so what if it's the Black Moon Cult?"
Zeng Mushen snorted coldly, and the fleeing little figure was suddenly bound by a mysterious force.
"ah!"
The little boy let out a shrill scream.
Then, with a muffled "bang," it vanished completely into nothingness.
Soul annihilated!
The blood mist that filled the sky was also reduced to smoke and dust under the firelight.
Just as the blood mist vanished, a huge, illusory figure appeared out of thin air.
It could be vaguely seen that he was an elderly man with white hair wearing a black robe.
His cold, emotionless eyes merely glanced at the crowd, yet many trembled with fear.
The old man seemed like a god who held the power of life and death, looking down upon mortals.
It wasn't until he saw Zeng Mushen that a hint of seriousness appeared in his eyes.
"God of Shepherd, I have remembered this transgression of today, and I will surely repay it in the future!"
After saying that, she gave Chu Mo a strange look before disappearing.
"This person is probably at least a Tribulation Transcending cultivator, right?"
Chu Mo couldn't help but secretly speculate.
Of course, he didn't sense any of this from the other person's aura.
The difference in their cultivation levels was too great, and the other party was appearing as a wisp of primordial spirit imprint.
He simply couldn't judge.
However, the fact that the other party dared to speak to Zeng Mushen like that suggests that their identity and strength are definitely not simple.
However, compared to all of that, he was more concerned about how the Demon Slayer Sect would view him.
They should have the golden cores of demonic beasts at the Dao Integration stage, right?
He thought that as long as Xiao Liu resided inside the golden core of a demon beast, he could help him break the Kunlun Mountain formation and obtain the origin of the Great Dao.
He couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in his heart.
I wonder what level I'll be able to reach by then?
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