Kill, Kill, Kill

"What?"

"That's impossible!"

The Divine Master turned toward the door in terror, just as his Spiritual Power was about to surge out of the hall.

It was as if an invisible wall had blocked it. It could not advance even an inch.

"To control those believers, I have to use this Spiritual Power to establish a link!"

"Only after extending my Spiritual Power into the underground palace and activating those 'things' will it trigger the believers' final riot!"

"But now, my Spiritual Power can't even leave the hall through the door. How am I supposed to carry out this final step?"

After realizing what had happened, the Divine Master stared at Jiang Fan in disbelief.

"It's you!"

"How did you do this?"

Jiang Fan lightly tapped a finger.

Puff!

The Spiritual Power lingering throughout the hall instantly dissipated.

"You call yourself the Divine Master, yet you're as stupid as a pig!"

"Just now, during the lecture, you tried to control me with Spiritual Power. Why didn't it work? Did you never think about that?"

"Did you really think I relied on my martial cultivation to resist your Spiritual Power?"

The Divine Master thought of a possibility and cried out in shock.

"You're a Psychic?"

The next moment, he collapsed to the ground.

It's over!

If Jiang Fan really was a Psychic, then there was no way to carry out his final plan of fighting to the death.

Could it be that I'm going to lose just like this?

A crazed light suddenly ignited in the Divine Master's eyes.

Not yet!

"Jiang Fan, so what if you can stop my final plan?"

"My Nether Cult has countless bases. This is only one of them!"

"Even if you kill me, you still won't be able to obtain the information on the other