"Did the Creator send you here to die?"
Upon hearing this, the man in white burst into disdainful laughter.
"Arrogant and ignorant! They're about to die, and they still have the mind to care about this?"
"Kid, don't worry about who sent me. Taking your head is my greatest opportunity! Hahaha..."
The white-robed cultivator fought while laughing, but his attacks were ruthless.
The others listened to their conversation with horrified expressions.
A dignified Golden Immortal cultivator was actually assigned to kill people on the Primordial God Path? Just how terrifying is that so-called Creator God?
Could it be...?
Is he truly a god?
Seeing the leader they had only acknowledged after arriving on the Divine Path, the cultivators were immediately filled with excitement.
If I could establish a connection with someone like that, why would I have to worry about not having a bright future and a powerful backer?
For a moment, everyone fought with all their might, but unfortunately they still couldn't take down Chu Mo.
Fu Hongyi was also stunned!
She never imagined that the man who had saved her back then would have such a powerful background.
What could possibly drive someone claiming to be a god to send someone down the path to Godhood to kill him? That speaks volumes.
Just who is Chu Mo? How could such a terrifying being take him so seriously?
Furthermore, since that important figure values him so much, shouldn't he have been eliminated long ago?
How could he have arrived at the Divine Path unharmed?
That's incredible!
However, her resolve remained unshaken, and she continued to act ruthlessly and decisively.
Although the cause and effect were significant, they were not enough to frighten Fu Hongyi!
As a cultivator, nothing is greater than one's own Dao!
Her path is simply to do what she believes in!
At this moment, Chu Mo no longer had any intention of testing her. This Fu Hongyi was now qualified to be his teammate.
The imposing aura he had previously concealed was now fully revealed.
The four purple sword beams in the sky frantically absorbed the surrounding purple immortal energy, instantly becoming even more radiant.
Then it transformed into four giant, purple-gold dragons that stretched for thousands of miles, and pounced down.
This moment.
The entire world seemed to be shrouded in that chilling and merciless aura of destruction, making it difficult for people to move.
Even the white-robed golden immortal couldn't help but tremble with fear, his face turning ashen.
The aura of death made him unable to stay in Bengbu any longer, and he hurriedly shouted:
"Stop, let's leave now, shall we?"
"Are you fucking dreaming?"
Chu Mo's eyes were icy cold, and the sword light that transformed into four dragons was like a celestial river overturning and rushing down.
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