"What method?"
Gongsun Yuan was stunned.
The other people from the Mad Blade Pavilion were also confused.
Wang Bo did not answer, but suddenly stretched out his hand and clasped Gongsun Yuan's crown with his five fingers.
“Woo woo!”
As soon as the Chaos Devouring Heaven Art was activated, an irresistible suction force sucked the original spiritual power in Gongsun Yuan's body, and then flowed into Wang Bo's body along his arms.
"What did you do to this old man?"
Feeling the uncontrolled loss of his spiritual power, Gongsun Yuan screamed, "Why is my cultivation constantly declining?"
"Just go down!"
While Wang Bo devoured Gongsun Yuan's spiritual energy, he patiently explained, "Don't you want to submit to me? Then offer your cultivation, and I can spare your lives!"
"No, you can't do this..."
Gongsun Yuan pleaded incoherently, "Please let me go. I am willing to accept the soul-scattering curse and become your puppet from now on."
Cultivation is the foundation of a cultivator!
Its importance is no different from a bird's wings.
As long as his cultivation is still there, even if he becomes Wang Bo's puppet, he can at least do something.
But if he completely loses his cultivation, he will become an ordinary person in one fell swoop.
This was more difficult for him to accept than death.
You have to know that he spent most of his life accumulating this level of cultivation.
His current status and all the material possessions are based on his cultivation.
If he lost all his cultivation in one day, even if Wang Bo spared his life, it would be no different from being dead.
"What did you say?"
Wang Bo asked slowly, "I can't hear you clearly, could you please speak louder?"
As he said this, he continued to devour.
In just ten breaths, Gongsun Yuan's cultivation level fell from the seventh level of Martial King to the first level of Martial King.
On the other hand, Wang Bo's cultivation is constantly improving.
This is a process of rise and fall.
When Gongsun Yuan's cultivation level fell to the Martial Sect realm, Wang Bo's cultivation level had soared from the Martial King third level to the Martial King sixth level.
"Wang Bo, I will fight you!"
Knowing that Wang Bo was deliberately delaying time, Gongsun Yuan completely went crazy.
But just as he made a move, Wang Bo used his hand that was holding his crown to exert a little force and pushed him back.
As the Chaos Devouring Heaven Art was performed, he was completely controlled by Wang Bo.
I could only move slightly, but I couldn't break free at all.
Unless Wang Bo lets him go on his own initiative.
After hundreds of breaths, Wang Bo finally released his five fingers that were clasped on Gongsun Yuan's crown.
“Snap!”
Gongsun Yuan collapsed to the ground.
He didn't wail or curse.
Because despair has replaced everything!
At this moment, his eyes were dull, his face was dejected, and he had no desire to live.
As Wang Bo released his crown, his original spiritual power was completely devoured and his cultivation level was completely reduced to zero.
Now he is just an ordinary old man.
If no one takes care of him, he might even have trouble supporting himself.
On the other hand, Wang Bo
His cultivation level broke through to the seventh level of Martial King.
"Wang Bo, kill me!"
After a moment, he raised his head with difficulty and said weakly: "I have completely become a useless person. Living is more painful than dying."
"You can't say that!"
Wang Bo shook his head. "It's said that a good death is worse than a miserable life. Besides, you're already old and have completely lost your fighting ability. I've always respected the elderly and loved the young, so how could I have the heart to kill you?"
"puff!"
Gongsun Yuan spat out a mouthful of blood.
It wasn't because of a serious injury, but because he was angered by Wang Bo's words.
There is probably nothing more destructive than killing someone and destroying their heart.
"Don't worry, I'll make them just like you soon. You won't be alone!"
After glancing at the other practitioners of the Mad Blade Pavilion who had lost the ability to escape, Wang Bo repeated his old trick and continued to devour everyone's original spiritual power.
However, he was slightly disappointed that the remaining people's cultivation was not high, while he had already reached the seventh level of the Martial King Realm.
Even though he devoured the original spiritual power of other people from the Mad Blade Pavilion, it only strengthened it a little, and his cultivation did not break through to the eighth level of the Martial King Realm.
"From now on, you can farm here and retire!"
After devouring the original spiritual power of the last person, Wang Bo left this sentence and immediately soared into the sky, flying out of everyone's sight in a moment.
Gongsun Yuan and others collapsed on the ground, looking as desperate as death.
They were the symbol of the Mad Blade Pavilion's strength and status. Now that they had lost all their cultivation, even if they were still alive, the Mad Blade Pavilion would be dead in name only.
…
Two hundred miles away.
A deserted hill.
"Senior Sister Xu, how are your injuries?"
A male outer disciple from Wanjian Mountain asked with concern.
"It's nothing serious!"
Xu Mei waved her hand. "He has three knife wounds on his body, but none of them are fatal. Just bandage them up and rest for a while and they will heal."
"That's good!"
The male disciple smiled smugly, "It seems that Old Dog Gongsun's injuries are definitely much more serious than yours, Senior Sister Xu. I see that he has several wounds deep enough to see the bone. Even if he's not dead, he must be in great pain."
"Gongsun Yuan was just being used."
Xu Mei's face was filled with indignation. "The real cause of our heavy losses was that sinister Wang Bo."
"Senior Sister Xu, what on earth is going on?"
The male disciple still didn't understand what was happening.
"It's so obvious, can't you see it?"
Xu Mei angrily recounted how Wang Bo took advantage of her trust, pushed the situation step by step to an irreversible point, and finally ignited the war and took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
"This bastard is so insidious and despicable!"
After hearing this, the male disciple cursed loudly, "Senior Sister Xu, you trusted him so much, yet he actually did such a despicable thing! If I ever catch him again, I'll make sure he wishes he were dead!"
"But this is also my fault!"
Xu Mei blamed herself, "If I hadn't been deceived by his handsome appearance, I wouldn't have been used by him, and so many of my fellow disciples would have died."
At this moment, she hated Wang Bo to the core.
Her master sent her to investigate the cause of Liu Yang's death because they believed she had the ability to do so and therefore entrusted her with the task of seriously injuring him.
Now,
The real murderer of Liu Yang was not found, but was fooled by Wang Bo, and more than a hundred fellow disciples were killed or injured.
She couldn't even imagine how severely she would be punished if her master found out.
"Report!"
A loud shout suddenly came from not far away.
Looking up, I saw a flying boat descending rapidly.
One of the outer disciples of Wanjian Mountain came up to Xu Mei and said respectfully, "Senior Sister Xu, we just received some shocking news."
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