Because in the void in front of him, there was a figure floating.
A figure he was extremely familiar with.
She has a tall figure, black clothes as black as ink, delicate features, and a pair of beautiful eyes as deep as an ancient cold pool, which makes people afraid.
It just hovered in the sky dozens of meters high, floating up and down.
A strong wind blew, making his clothes and long hair fly up and down, making a rustling sound.
In an instant, countless people on Chiyan Peak were dazed.
"Is that a god descending from heaven?"
Although no one said it out loud, this is what many people are thinking at this moment.
Only Zhong Chengkong, who was in the lead, felt his heart sink to the bottom when he saw the figure in the sky clearly.
"It seems my uncle has died in your hands!"
After looking into the pair of cold eyes in the sky for a moment, Zhong Chengkong suddenly revealed a bitter smile.
He was very familiar with this figure in the sky.
It was Wang Bo, the enemy who killed his favorite disciple Leng Wuhen and took away their Chiyan Peak's Twelve Feiying Needles!
Since Wang Bo is not dead and can still fly, it means that Wang Bo's cultivation has not only entered the realm of Martial King, but the two Martial Kings from the Burning Soul Valley who he invited to suppress the Netherworld Palace are probably in danger.
And Wang Bo's appearance here at this moment couldn't be a visitor.
"Do you have any last words?"
Wang Bo spoke, his voice so cold that it seemed to be without a trace of emotion.
"Is he Wang Bo?"
"The deputy master of the Netherworld Palace?"
"Shouldn't he be dead?"
"He has actually entered the Martial King realm?"
"What is he doing in our Scarlet Flame Peak?"
After a brief moment of surprise, all kinds of shouting and yelling followed one after another.
Some of them even tried to escape quietly.
Although they found it incredible that Wang Bo had entered the realm of Martial King, the facts were before them, and Wang Bo was an enemy, not a friend. If they didn't escape now, they would probably have no chance.
However……
“Boom!”
The person who just tried to escape was instantly hit by a huge seal.
In an instant, the earth shook and waves of dust rolled.
In addition to the few people who were preparing to escape, another dozen or so frightened disciples of Chiyan Peak were also smashed into meat paste and died in unclear circumstances.
Now, the others who were about to try to escape stopped in their tracks.
"What do you want?"
Zhong Chengkong didn't try to escape, nor did he want to argue. He looked up at Wang Bo in the sky and asked tentatively, "Is there any room for negotiation?"
Given Wang Bo's past ruthless and iron-blooded style of doing things, any explanation or whitewashing will only backfire.
Perhaps the only thing he can do now is to beg for forgiveness.
Or, what conditions can be used to exchange for a way out for oneself.
"Of course!"
Wang Bo glanced at everyone below and said, "As for the rest of the people from Scarlet Flame Peak, if they swear to submit to our Netherworld Palace from now on, we will forgive their past mistakes!"
"But you..."
He pointed at Zhong Chengkong and said, "I can accept the confession of others, but you, the ungrateful bastard, must die today!"
Zhong Chengkong's body trembled.
The remaining trace of luck was gone in an instant.
"That's too much!"
Knowing that begging for mercy was useless, Zhong Chengkong became angry.
But just as he was about to fight back, the Lingxiao Seal fell from the sky.
“Boom!”
With a loud bang, Zhong Chengkong and his weapon were blasted into the ground.
It was an easy death, without any tragic significance.
In front of the powerful King of Martial Arts, he, who had just come out of seclusion some time ago and was ready to make great achievements, did not even have the ability to resist.
"thump!"
"thump!"
"thump!"
The sounds of people kneeling on their knees were heard one after another.
Under the threat of absolute force, the other people from the Red Flame Peak dared not even think of resisting. They knelt on the ground one after another and swore to submit to the Netherworld Palace from then on.
Wang Bo did not kill them all, but immediately cast a soul-shattering spell.
Those who are willing to accept it can be spared from death.
Those who refuse to accept will be killed on the spot.
No exceptions!
At this moment, he was like an emotionless killing machine, and any resistance would be met with his iron-blooded slaughter.
In just half an hour, Chiyan Peak announced that it would be erased from the world.
Even though most people are still alive, their identities have completely changed and they have become part of the Nether Palace.
"From now on, this is the Netherworld Palace branch!"
"All the property here, including your lives, belongs to the Netherworld Palace!"
"You must unconditionally carry out any instructions from headquarters!"
"Remember?"
Those who had already received the Soul-Scattering Curse hurriedly bowed to the earth, saying in unison, "We will obey the Deputy Palace Master's orders!"
"If you have anything else to say, you can speak freely now." Wang Bo said again.
"Deputy Palace Master, I have something to report!" An elder knelt and moved in front of Wang Bo.
"Speak!"
"Deputy Palace Master, although Scarlet Flame Peak has submitted to the Netherworld Palace, Zhong Chengkong has a close relationship with a Martial King master in the Soul Burning Valley. If you kill Zhong Chengkong, I'm afraid..."
The elder hesitated to speak, his face full of worry.
"Are you afraid of retaliation from the Burning Soul Valley?"
Wang Bo continued speaking for the other party.
The elder just remained silent, which was considered as his agreement.
"Then how much do you know about the Burning Soul Valley?" Wang Bo asked again.
"Replying to the Vice Palace Master, I understand a little bit..."
The elder immediately gave a brief account of his understanding of the Burning Soul Valley.
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