"Anyone who dares to humiliate my Nine Nether Clan shall be executed. Prepare to die!"
Having said that, he struck out with his palm...
A gentle breeze blew by, and the scene became deathly silent.
"What happened? Where is my cultivation level?"
Only then did the group realize that their cultivation had been sealed, and their pupils immediately contracted.
"Oh no, it's the tea from earlier! We've fallen for their trap."
"Quick, let's go!"
Once they regained their senses, the group immediately realized they had fallen for the trickery of the group of six men.
That's right, the problem was with the tea we drank earlier.
Just as they were about to evacuate, they were a step too late.
"Listen up, everyone! These people dare to humiliate our Jiuyou family right here and are trying to ruin your livelihoods!"
So, as members of the Nine Netherworlds, what should you do if your livelihood is taken away?
As Shen Zhao gave a rhythmic command, the scene immediately became exciting.
"Pan him!"
Thousands of words, condensed into one sentence.
When faced with someone threatening their livelihood, the employees of Jiuyou unleashed an unprecedented fighting spirit.
An eighty-year-old man suddenly burst open his clothes, grabbed a stool from the side, and delivered a heavy blow to one of the men's heads.
The little Karami was immediately knocked to the ground, where countless iron feet began to trample him mercilessly.
There was also a shrew weighing over 280 pounds who picked up another small man with one hand and then slapped him in the crotch.
With a crisp "snap," the world lost a man and gained a hermaphrodite.
Two more Karamis tried to escape, but a butcher picked them up from the ground and sandwiched them between his left and right sides, knocking them unconscious on the spot.
The scene became chaotic. The crowd, who had been watching a night of sensational programming, were wondering how to vent their anger when these clueless people showed up right at their doorstep.
After a whirlwind, the eight Netherworld Evil Cultivators were found lying on the stage, all bound hand and foot.
Shen Zhao looked down at one of the Nine Netherworld Evil Cultivators who still seemed conscious, and chuckled softly, "Finally caught you, you freaks."
"Who, who exactly are you?"
"Me? The nightmare of the Nine Netherworlds, the judge who sends you to the Yellow Springs."
After saying that, he punched him so hard he fell asleep.
Seeing this scene from the Hongyan Pagoda in the distance, Mu Qiuyao couldn't help but smile broadly: "Haha, this kid is really something. I told you he's a sure thing."
Thinking of this, she began to softly sing again:
"A fleeting moment in the world, you once bloomed in splendor."
"Carve a few people into my heart, and from now on live alone."
But after she finished singing, she couldn't help but frown.
"Damn it, what are the lyrics to the rest of the song? This time I'm coming to Chang'an, I absolutely have to find that Wu Yazi and get all the lyrics out of him!"
Mu Qiuyao, her face bare, quietly bathed in the bustling moonlight of Chang'an...
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