Mo Yuntian was horrified; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
It should be noted that the Skull Gate is an extremely evil spell, and even within the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan, it is only passed down through the clan leader's lineage.
After each clan leader falls, a wisp of their remnant soul is attached to it.
Having passed through dozens of clan leaders, this seemingly simple skull gate contains the power of at least dozens of powerful figures who once stood at the pinnacle of this world.
How terrifying.
As the saying goes, every top power has a treasure, and this Skull Gate is the greatest source of confidence and strength for the Northern Wilderness Demon Clan to stand tall in Northern Wilderness City.
Yet this terrifying divine weapon proved utterly vulnerable to Fang Yun's attack.
This was something he simply couldn't believe.
"How is that possible!"
After Mo Yuntian struggled to believe all of this, he was filled with hatred, his face contorted with rage.
At this moment, his gaze fell on Zhou Mu.
At this moment, Zhou Mu appeared to him as no different from someone who couldn't even kill a chicken. So, he smiled fiercely and suddenly stretched out his hand, his target being Zhou Mu.
He had a good plan: as long as he killed Zhou Mu, his life would not have been in vain.
"Oh."
Zhou Mu saw through Mo Yuntian's scheme. He merely sneered, and then a rainbow light pierced through the latter. Mo Yuntian didn't even have time to roar, and his eyes still held that smug look before he completely disappeared.
A martial artist who could be considered a Saint King had fallen.
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