Before Black Snake could finish speaking, he suddenly felt someone grabbing his ankle.

Wu Xin raised his head. His unrecognizable face revealed a smile that would not normally be shown, “As I said, Master’s order is to stop you even if I die!”

A look of horror appeared on Black Snake’s face. The next moment, he felt a terrifying force coming from Wu Xin’s hand.

That was the power of a Nascent Soul’s self-destruction, but it wasn’t just one Nascent Soul. Instead, it was two Nascent Souls and five Gold Cores.

Seven disfigured faces raised together with difficulty, followed by a dazzling light and an earth-shattering roar.

Ah!” Black Snake screamed in horror and backed away desperately. However, the shockwave from the explosion disintegrated his body into powder bit by bit.

Nangong Yu looked this way, his body trembling violently.

In the pitch-black eyes, the red luster burned like a flame and extinguished like snow.

Qing Long, Bai Hu, Xuan Wu, Wu Xin, Wu Yu, Wu Nian, and Wu Gou — the people who had followed him for more than ten years, died.

The blood slowly burned after a burst of icy coldness.

Nangong Yu couldn’t tell whether it was the feedback of the blood pact or the gushing emotions that he couldn’t vent.

Everything before him turned blood-red. The colorful splendor was gone. He could no longer see any sunlight or moonlight.

Nangong Yu didn’t notice the buzzing tremor of the Sealed Dragon Sword, nor did he notice that from the direction where his followers had just self-destructed, seven rays of light flickered and transformed into seven spots of different colors flying toward him. The lights merged into the Sealing Dragon Sword in his hand.

Roar~” The dragon’s roar boomed into the sky, kicking up a storm and changing the landscape.

Lou Yunhai looked solemn. He was about to take action when he saw a palm-sized black shadow flying to him.

That was the Black Snake’s clone, which he had managed to escape with difficulty because his cultivation had reached the peak of the Soul Splitting Stage. Thus, at the most critical moment, he was able to separate a sliver of his fundamental essence to form a clone and escape. The speed of the fundamental essence clone was so fast it was at its limit, and ordinary attacks simply couldn’t reach it.

Black Snake’s expression was extremely ugly as he gritted his teeth and said, “Those scoundrels actually dared to destroy my body. I will have my revenge! I will tear their master to pieces, or else I cannot quell the hatred in my heart.”

Recovering his physical body from a fundamental essence clone would take at least hundreds of years. At the same time, his cultivation would drop significantly, plunging Black Snake into deep hatred.

Lou Yunhai sneered in his heart. The weaker the Green Vine Clan became, the happier he would be. However, having this fellow deplete some of Nangong Yu’s spiritual power first was not necessarily a bad thing.

Just as he was about to speak, Lou Yunhai felt a chill in his heart and looked at Nangong Yu in disbelief.

A dense, seemingly indissoluble ink-like black aura enveloped Nangong Yu.

The drifting dust and gravel, upon contact with that black aura, all disappeared silently as if they had never existed in this world.

The black aura grew in intensity, coalescing behind Nangong Yu, as if it were morphing into a terrifying ghost figure.

Lou Yunhai stared at the scene before him with his eyes wide open. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

Dark element spiritual power! How is that possible?! How could it be the dark-element spiritual power?

In this world, apart from that person, apart from that supreme emperor who can cause chaos and bloodshed across the Siam Continent with a mere wave of his hand, how could there possibly be anyone else capable of wielding the dark-element spiritual power?

Nangong Yu, who exactly are you?!

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