This man is a madman. Since he can show no mercy to those people, he has no reason to show mercy to himself either. So, in the end, this matter is still somewhat risky. However, before the man in the black cloak could even show any fear, the ancient man left the place without even glancing at him as he left.
After the ancient man left, the person who had said he was going to ask for help returned. He stood panting in front of the man, looked around and, finding no one there, said with some surprise in his eyes, "Where are they? Where did they all go?"
"Where did you just go?" The man in the black cloak's lips twitched. He thought about how this person had just said he was going to get reinforcements, but then he disappeared and never came back. Now that everything was over, he was only returning. It was hard not to suspect that he had deliberately gone to hide.
He said with some sadness and disappointment, "I just went to look for the master, but I couldn't find him at all. I searched the whole backyard. When I came back, I was worried that you had been torn to pieces by them. Now it seems that you are still alive, which is really good."
Hearing these words, which sounded like they were being coaxed to a child, the man didn't know how much he actually believed them, but a slight smile appeared on his face.
Outside, everyone began to waver when they heard Sect Leader Ning's words. On one side was Xu Yuehuai, and on the other was Sect Leader Ning. He had no reason to lie to them, so who was right became a mystery. They looked at each other and began to suspect one another.
Throughout this process, Xu Yuehuai persevered. She lost half her life fighting the ancient men, covered in blood. Those who survived were the ones who supported Xu Yuehuai, believing that she was right. When the world presented two choices, everyone began to side with the person they supported.
If only one or two people acted this way, perhaps no one would step forward to stand together. But since everyone did it, this matter is not as simple as just taking sides. It also concerns who to help when they fight later. Everyone is filled with anxiety, thinking that this matter will probably pass easily.
Once everyone had lined up, the ancient man appeared. He descended from the sky like a god, but his arrival didn't bring hope; instead, it dragged them into another abyss. When he saw that many people believed in Sect Master Ning, he clicked his tongue in amazement, then looked at Xu Yuehuai and said with a smile, "It seems that the people you want to help don't believe in you. So, do you still want to help them?"
The ancient man's words caused those who had already made up their minds to hesitate. What did he mean by that? What did he mean by wanting to help? Wasn't Xu Yuehuai the one who wanted to frame them? Why had things turned out this way? They exchanged glances, and in each other's eyes, they saw worry and fear. At this moment, the ancient man spoke up: "Since they have wronged you, then I will act on behalf of Heaven and deal with them. I will help you escape this sea of suffering."
As the ancient man spoke, he raised his hand as if to attack them, but Xu Yuehuai tried to stop him. "No! Whatever decisions they make are none of my business, but what I do is my own business. You can't kill them. Besides, even if you want to rule this world, you still need their support. Otherwise, who would want to stay in such a boring and dull world?"
Seeing that Xu Yuehuai still spoke up for the group even at this moment, the ancient man suddenly felt very ironic and said, "Look at you, you're always thinking of them, but does anyone think of you? From beginning to end, they just wanted to use you, thinking you're easy to bully and a pushover. Those who wronged you should all die!"
The ancient man stopped listening to Xu Yuehuai and waved his hand at the group. In an instant, all the people fell to the ground, their blood flowing towards him. At that moment, Xu Yuehuai was completely stunned. Looking at this scene, she glared at the ancient man and roared angrily, "What right do you have to make this decision for me? Who are you?!"
"I'm helping you, so you'd better not be ungrateful." The ancient man said these ambiguous words to mislead everyone. Once they misunderstood, he could more legitimately absorb these powers, which would help his strength grow rapidly.
That's why the two sides started fighting. The blood on the ground was from Xu Yuehuai interrupting the man's inhalation, causing the blood that had been in the air to fall to the ground. All the blood mixed together looked gruesome, and the scene was filled with a foul smell.
The ancient man, arrogant and overbearing, never took the attacks of the people in front of him seriously, thinking they were nothing more than ants struggling in their final moments.
Once they're tired from struggling, they'll stop. When Xu Yuehuai is exhausted, he'll turn her into a fool without her own thoughts. It's best to have someone cooperate with her; otherwise, the effect won't be very good.
Looking at Xu Yuehuai's face, the ancient man sighed inwardly, "He's absolutely stunning!"
At the same time, he also sensed Xu Yuehuai's coldness towards him, as well as his unwarranted hatred.
He had a smile on his face; he didn't care about these emotions at all, he thought they were useless. He laughed, arrogantly, loudly.
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Back to the present, a night has passed, and the scene has become like this: blood mixed with a stench is constantly attacking Yan Zhi's sense of smell. She feels as if her nose has been brutally beaten, and she feels an unbearable stench.
As she looked at the object in her hand and the man opposite her, pondering how to hand it over to Xu Yuehuai, a hand suddenly grabbed her foot. Yan Zhi almost screamed, but thankfully she glanced down and covered her mouth with one hand. If she had been exposed, the consequences would probably have been dire.
The one pulling him was the unseen Fu Ziyi. Because Fu Ziyi was blind, he had much less strength in the battle. Those who were later knocked down had not had their blood drained, so there might still be survivors among them, but the possibility was very small.
"How...how are you?" Yan Zhi squatted down.
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