Zhao Heyang laughed in anger: "Zhong Xuanji! It was you who said that escaping from the mundane world was the only way to survive!"
"Stop talking!" Pei Changfeng roared, and suddenly looked at He Canghai with a fierce tone: "He Old Ghost, you said that as long as we work together to cast a spell, we can break through the gate of life! You hurt us!"
He Canghai's face turned pale as he gritted his teeth and cursed back, "What does this have to do with me? Bastard! If Zhong Xuanji hadn't insisted on 'retreat means death', why would I have seconded the proposal? Zhong Xuanji, you hypocritical old thief!"
"You dare to scold me? You are the hypocritical one!!" Zhong Xuanji was furious and suddenly waved his hand, but only waved into nothingness.
He has no more magic power.
They once intimidated everyone and could make all living things retreat with just a word, but now they are like street thugs accusing each other.
The more they cursed, the more upset they became.
"If you two idiots hadn't insisted on escaping, we wouldn't have ended up like this!"
"Where's the fragment of divine consciousness? Su Murong asked us to look for it, saying there was a heaven-defying opportunity here, but what happened?! Nothing!"
"He just wants to use us as cannon fodder!"
"Damn Su Murong! How could he harm me like this!"
"If he's not the director, he should go to hell!!"
Changing the subject, they vented their anger on Su Yao.
"You're pretending to be noble, but you're not helping someone in need. You're not a good person either!"
"Are you planning to wait for us all to die so you can monopolize Bureau 79's resources?"
"Don't think you can hold this position just because you have some ability!"
Su Yao remained silent, listening to their noise quietly with a calm expression.
Until Murong Yin stepped forward, frowned and advised: "Everyone, although you have lost your cultivation now, your meridians are still there. As long as you persist, you can cultivate again. It may not be hopeless."
Zhao Heyang snorted coldly: "You are talking without any pain in your waist."
Wu Tiejun said sinisterly, "Murong Yin, are you still acting? Don't think we don't know that you like Su Murong and want to use this opportunity to gain merit and monopolize the 79th game."
"Do you think Su Murong likes you? Wishful thinking!"
"As a woman, what qualifications do you have to be in charge of Bureau 79? With your little sentimentality?"
Zhao Heyang then sneered, "Murong Yin, even if you take off all your clothes and lie on Su Murong's bed, he won't even look at you..."
Murong Yin's face suddenly turned cold, and she laughed in anger.
“Bang!”
She raised her hand and slapped Zhao Heyang so hard that half of his face was twisted.
“Bang!”
Another slap landed on Wu Tiejun's face, echoing throughout the silent forest.
"You look like mad dogs, and you are worthy of the name of Director Su?" She shouted angrily, her magic power vibrating and her clothes fluttering.
Zhao Heyang was furious and pulled out a small dark gold cone from his sleeve.
"You stinky bitch, I'm going to teach you a lesson!"
He swung out with one blow, aiming directly at Murong Yin's throat.
But before the hidden weapon got close, Hu Qianmo and Leng Zhiruo were already alert.
"Looking for death." Leng Zhiruo sneered, and a flying needle in her palm shot out in a strange trajectory.
"The Ice Soul Cicada is poisonous, please don't disturb my master." Hu Qianmo whispered, raised his hand, and the silver thread was like lightning.
The flying needle instantly pierced into the side of Zhao Heyang's neck. His body stiffened, black blood spit out of his mouth, and he died.
Seeing his companions fall, Wu Tiejun roared and took out a red gold jade talisman, ready to fight to the death.
“Crack!”
A flash of sword light suddenly appeared, shattering the jade talisman in mid-air, and the recoil force knocked Wu Tiejun several feet away.
Hu Qianmo showed no mercy and pierced Wu Tiejun's eyes with silver threads, causing poisonous gas to explode.
Wu Tiejun let out a scream, fell to the ground, twitched for a few breaths, and then died.
Silence returns.
The remaining four elders looked ashen.
Xin Jifeng waved his jade bone fan, curled his lips and sneered: "Serves you right."
Liu Yuting watched coldly, without any mercy.
Zhan Tianye had an even more cold and ruthless look on his face. Thinking of these old guys who had wronged and suppressed him, he felt much better: It turned out that there is retribution in life.
Su Yao finally spoke, his voice low and cold: "Karma turns, you reap what you sow."
She walked closer, each step seeming to step on their hearts.
"The illusion of the mortal world was originally an opportunity for self-reflection. You stubbornly refused to change your ways and forcibly broke through, only to bring harm to others. Who can you blame for what happened today?"
"The fragments of divine consciousness were indeed the clue, but after you entered the game, your actions revealed your human nature. You can't even 'regret', and yet you still want to start over?"
She glanced at He Canghai and said coldly, "You've murdered innocent women, deceived your daughter, and lived a lie all day long. You can't even be an ordinary, upright person."
He then turned to look at Lei Kunlun: "You embezzled public funds, amassed wealth, seized other people's land, and were extremely greedy. What kind of Taoism are you practicing?"
Zhong Xuanji's lips trembled and he stammered without saying a word.
"You are not seeking survival in the right way, but through greed, false reputation, and fear of death."
Su Yao paused, his tone cold: "And this is the source of the law in the world of mortals, the correction of the heart of Tao."
The sky was gloomy, thick clouds were pressing down, and murderous intent was everywhere.
Su Yao looked back at the sky, raised her white hands, and said calmly: "The way of heaven is impartial, only virtue can help."
She waved her sleeves lightly.
Lightning flashed down from the sky, burning the red lines on the six elders' bodies, and their identities as cultivators were wiped out from then on.
Zhao Heyang and Wu Tiejun died and their ways disappeared.
From now on, Zhong Xuanji, Pei Changfeng, Lei Kunlun, and He Canghai are just mortals.
Poor, vile, hideous mortals.
And you can no longer practice magic.
Su Yao stood in the wind, like a cold moon shining on the mountains and rivers, and a faint voice came: "Cause and effect are not ignorant, retribution is not wrong."
Behind him, a familiar, beautiful and seductive voice sounded: "Human nature really cannot stand the test."
A tall and straight figure came against the light. He was wearing a pure white functional suit of excellent quality, which gave him a futuristic and technological feel. His neat short hair was completely white, which made him look even more charming, like an extremely elegant comic book guy.
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