Chapter Forty-Six: The Fall



Zhou Mu gazed at this scene and chuckled deeply, "How about it, are you surprised?"

Mid-air, Mo Yuntian, who had almost exhausted his savings, was far from happy.

Things have developed far beyond expectations.

It should be noted that even if the Lord of the Sword God Hall himself were to arrive, he would have to admit defeat in the face of such a lineup. However, he encountered Zhou Mu, a prodigy from another world.

He really hadn't expected that.

Xi Tianqiu was shocked.

He looked up at the scene, forgetting even the simplest act of breathing.

"Is this really the work of human hands?"

He swallowed hard.

Those densely packed figures, carrying an astonishing pressure, descended upon this world like gods.

He was prepared to perish, but he regretted not being able to stay with Wang Qing'er for long. Who would have thought that things would take a turn for the better?

Moreover, it was only with the appearance of a Saint King-level expert that the situation was turned around by sheer human effort.

Having served as the abbot of Qinglong Temple for so many years, he prided himself on having seen many grand occasions and weathered many storms, but this was the first time he had ever witnessed such a magnificent scene, or perhaps, this was his only chance in his life.

Xi Tianqiu looked at Zhou Mu.

He suddenly realized that beneath that seemingly youthful face lay an extremely powerful force.

From initial amazement to current shock, Zhou Mu has given him far too many surprises.

At that moment, he made up his mind to stick close to this powerful figure.

In contrast, Ye Mujiu appeared much calmer.

She asked with a grin, "Are all of these Brother Mu's people?"

Zhou Mu did not deny it.

He patted the little girl's head and said softly, "From now on, no one will dare to bully us."

On the other side, Mo Yuntian took a deep breath, and his expression slowly turned cold.

Regardless, we've already come this far, and there's no going back.

The arrow is on the string, and it must be released.

He felt the overwhelming power emanating from them. Although he was completely dominant individually, there were simply too many of them, posing a significant threat to him.

Even the air here seemed to have become much more murky.

He grinned, his eyes turning bloodshot and contorted in a ferocious expression.

"Zhou Mu, you'll regret this."

The voice was utterly malicious.

It also carried a hint of chilling coldness.

Zhou Mu scoffed dismissively, "Regret? I've lived all these years and I've never even written the word 'regret.' Why don't you teach me?"

"Skull Gate!"

Mo Yuntian looked up and roared.

Suddenly, a vast amount of spiritual energy surged out from within him, forming a huge light and shadow above him. After the dazzling light flashed, a gate made of skulls appeared.

The skull gate was filled with resentment, and each small skull was engraved with obscure and ancient patterns. A dark light emanated from it, frantically devouring the surrounding space, so that the area around the skull gate was filled with a terrifying void.

The moment the Skull Gate appeared, a chilling aura enveloped everything, causing frost to form on the trees within a hundred miles and cracks to appear on the ground.

The mere spread of its aura was enough to destroy the world.

Mo Yuntian looked down at Zhou Mu and the densely packed Saint-level experts, a mocking look appearing in his eyes.

This is his last trump card. Even if a true Saint King-level expert comes, once he locks onto them, they can only wait to die.

"Ancient demon, unleash your magic!"

With a low chant of an incantation, he suddenly roared, his body emitting a ghostly green light, and then the skull gate began to move violently.

Fang Yun remained calm.

In the sky, the shadowy figures, just like Fang Yun, all seemed indifferent.

Fang Yun slowly extended his palm.

Just then, a strange scene unfolded.

The nearly one thousand Saint-level experts emitted a strange light. Then, the instant Fang Yun raised his hand, a bright light flashed, and the countless figures slowly merged into Fang Yun's body.

Meanwhile, the oppressive aura emanating from Fang Yun also increased terrifyingly exponentially at this moment.

Boom

He has already approached the realm of a Saint King.

"you……"

Seeing this, Mo Yuntian was furious, but fortunately, there was a way to punish him.

Boom

Then another loud bang was heard.

Above the sages are the quasi-emperors.

At this moment, Fang Yun had unleashed the aura of a quasi-emperor.

Of course, Mo Yuntian had never seen a Quasi-Emperor level expert, so he couldn't sense the aura of a Quasi-Emperor. He only felt that the power of the person in front of him had become much deeper in an instant, even reaching a level far beyond his own.

It's like the fear an ant feels when facing an elephant, looking at such a colossal creature.

He gritted his teeth and painstakingly performed the ritual to summon the demon.

Hopefully, they can turn things around in the end.

He could only place all his hopes on this one.

Boom

At this moment, Fang Yun pointed his finger in the air, and a violent force swept out, instantly condensing into a small point, which then crashed heavily into the skull door with a whoosh.

Obliteration.

The immense power instantly obliterated everything.

The skull door vanished in a flash, turning into a shower of spiritual light.

puff

Mo Yuntian coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with horror.

The Skull Gate is gone just like that.

His greatest asset has been destroyed.

There wasn't even the slightest struggle; it was as if they were being crushed from above.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

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