"Ah! You bastards actually dared to kill disciples of my Body Sect! I want you dead!"
Just as Mu Wuji and the others were about to leave, they suddenly heard an angry roar from high above.
Before they even saw who it was, a green figure swung a massive fist down at them.
In that critical moment, a golden pattern suddenly lit up on Mu Wuji's body. With a flash of golden light, Mu Wuji teleported several meters away, narrowly evading the attack.
Boom! As the dust settled, Mu Wuji opened his eyes. He first felt himself over from head to toe before realizing in shock that he had survived.
Looking ahead, he saw that the spot where he had been standing now held a pit several meters deep.
Inside the pit stood a fierce-looking, burly man with green hair and nine Soul Rings rising beneath his feet. He held Xiao Nan up by the throat in his right hand and said:
"Boy, you've got some nerve. You actually dared to kill disciples of our Body Sect. I don't care what connections you have behind you—today, you will die here."
"Boss Mu... Boss Mu, save... save me. I don't want to die yet." Xiao Nan, whose throat was gripped by Du Bisi, pleaded with difficulty.
Crack! Du Bisi clenched his right hand, snapping Xiao Nan's neck. He then casually tossed him into the air before gathering Soul Power in his left hand and slapping upward.
At once, a five-meter-wide green palm condensed into existence and flew toward Xiao Nan in midair with a boom.
Xiao Nan turned into a cloud of blood mist in the air, drifting down.
Seeing this, Mu Wuji scrambled backward on all fours and threatened him in terror. "Y-you can't kill me! Do you know who