His clothes swayed gently as he walked, and the chief token of Chaoming Palace and the sect leader token of Xiaoling Sect were both hanging at his waist, making a dull, crisp sound as they clattered together.
"I not only want to kill your Gu worms, I also want to kill you."
He stopped in front of the middle-aged man who was prostrate on the ground, looking down at him with disdain.
The dark shadows concealed half of his face, his expression inscrutable, but the emotion surging in his eyes was clear: intense anger.
If it weren't for his creation of the Blood Infant Gu, so many innocent children wouldn't have died in vain;
If it weren't for him releasing the Blood Infant Gu, the people on the border would not have suffered such an absurd massacre.
The overwhelming emotions chilled the middle-aged man to the bone. He couldn't lift his head because of Wu Qi's oppressive aura, but he couldn't help staring at Ji Mofan above him.
Even Wu Qi was startled by the aura emanating from Ji Mo Fan.
However, after being frightened, he didn't say anything. After all, everyone has emotions sometimes.
The way this child used to live, keeping everything bottled up inside and processing it all by himself, was bound to cause problems sooner or later.
If someone were to kill such a sinful person in a moment of madness, it might affect their Daoist heart, but it wouldn't fundamentally impact their path of cultivation.
However, if it really comes to that critical moment, Wu Qi feels that he can still make a move and kill Ji Mo Fan before he can.
Anyway, he's a demonic cultivator, so he's not afraid of getting his hands dirty with killing.
Moreover, if he hadn't been kept around to gather information, he would have thrown him out the moment he learned that the man had used a curse on him.
Under the middle-aged man's terrified gaze, Ji Mofan slowly squatted down, raised one hand, and pressed all five fingers onto the man's head.
"No... I'll tell you the truth... please..." The middle-aged man was so frightened that he couldn't help but beg for mercy.
While the Soul Searching Technique is indeed terrifying, the current Ji Mo Fan gives off an even more frightening feeling.
Ji Mofan ignored him, his spiritual power invading his sea of consciousness through his fingertips, stirring it up without any restraint.
The middle-aged man was being suppressed by Wu Qi, and his body began to convulse uncontrollably. His eyes rolled back, tears and snot streamed down his face, and his tongue was no longer under his control, sticking out and making strange "hoarse" sounds from his throat.
For middle-aged men, this torture probably felt like it had lasted for a century.
But in Wu Qi's eyes, Ji Mo Fan squatted down and stirred the middle-aged man's consciousness for only a few breaths before quickly withdrawing his hand, dispelling his spiritual energy, and standing up. In the end, he even performed a cleaning spell on the hand that had just touched him, as if he disliked this person to the extreme.
Wu Qi raised an eyebrow and withdrew the oppressive aura he had placed on him. "I thought you would kill him after you finished searching his soul."
He was already prepared to intervene, but Ji Mofan withdrew.
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