Little Rat Begs for Mercy? Useless!

" I didn't tell you to speak. You'd better watch quietly!"

Qian Cheng shot Yu Yuanzhen a cold glance, then slowly walked over to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

The two powerful Titled Douluo were staring at Qian Cheng in shock.

Once that red domain appeared, they discovered that they could not move at all, as if bound by invisible shackles.

"There are three great sects in the Soul Master world, known as the Upper Three Sects because of their immense strength!"

"Clear Sky Sect will perish today, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has only Yu Yuanzhen at rank ninety-five.

"Yet your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has two Titled Douluo, one at rank ninety-six and one at rank ninety-five. Aren't you a little too strong?"

A cruel smile appeared on Qian Cheng's lips as he slowly raised his palm.

"Ice Flame!"

Icy white flames emerged from his palm before rapidly spreading toward Gu Rong.

Sizzle—

The icy white flames surged up and instantly swallowed Gu Rong's body!

"Ah..."

A shrill, agonized scream rang out from within the icy white flames, accompanied by waves of bone-piercing cold.

Like ghosts from a land of extreme frost, the flames mercilessly devoured Gu Rong's life and dignity.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Rong was reduced entirely to ashes!

Not even a scrap remained, as though he had never existed.

"Uncle Bone!"

"You damned bones!"

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo wore expressions of grief and fury.

A Super Douluo with Soul Power at rank ninety-five had vanished in the blink of an eye?!

The other party had not used a soul skill or even summoned his martial soul. He had merely released a kind of icy white flame!

Bone Douluo had been burned to ashes without even leaving any ashes behind. There was no need to scatter his ashes at all!

"Don't rush. It isn't over yet!"

Qian Cheng grabbed Sword Douluo by the forehead with one hand and walked step by step toward Ning Fengzhi.

"Ning Fengzhi, look into my eyes and answer my question!"

"Was the person who ambushed me just now from your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"If your answer makes me unhappy, this fellow in my hand will be dead!"

Seeing Qian Cheng's gloomy smile, Ning Fengzhi felt a chill rise from the depths of his heart.

An ambush?

You were clearly the one who forced us to act!

Even if Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo had attacked him, they were still members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

But if he truly answered that way, Sword Douluo would surely die!

Bone Douluo was already dead. If anything happened to Sword Douluo as well, his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be finished!

Therefore, if he wanted Sword Douluo to live, if he wanted the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to survive, Ning Fengzhi had only one choice!

He had to go against his conscience!

"Your Holiness the Pope, the one who ambushed you just now was an Evil Spirit Master. His martial soul was extraordinarily evil!"

"Such a heinous Evil Spirit Master is a criminal to the entire Soul Master world. By killing him, you have eliminated a great scourge for the Soul Master world!"

Ning Fengzhi's acting was utterly exaggerated, and the smile on his face looked worse than crying.

"Do you understand the consequences of talking nonsense now?"

Qian Cheng reached out and patted Ning Fengzhi's cheek, mocking him. "Only one died this time. Next time, it'll be the Nine Clans Elimination Game!"

"Your Holiness's lesson is correct."

Ning Fengzhi lowered his head and replied obediently.

"Heh. I hope you'll remain this intelligent in the future."

Qian Cheng casually tossed Sword Douluo beside Ning Fengzhi, then walked step by step over to Tang Zhen.

"Uncle Sword, are you all right?"

Ning Fengzhi's voice trembled slightly.

"Fengzhi, I can understand you, but I can't accept it."

Sword Douluo's eyes were filled with disappointment and pain. He seemed to have lost all spirit.

"It was my fault. I caused Uncle Bone's death."

Ning Fengzhi lowered his head, his face full of regret.

"Other than Tang Zhen, Tang Xiao, and Tang Lie, leave none of Clear Sky Sect's people alive..."

Just as Sword Douluo was about to say something, Qian Cheng's cold voice pulled their thoughts back.

Tang Zhen and Tang Xiao were naturally being kept as bait to lure Tang Hao out.

Keeping Tang Lie was even simpler.

Someone had to inform Tang Yuehua. Otherwise, how would Tang Hao know that his father and brother were still in Qian Cheng's hands?

A one-sided slaughter began!

Although Clear Sky Sect had four Titled Douluo, their Soul Power was no match for the Six Great Enshrined.

In less than five minutes, all four of Clear Sky Sect's Titled Douluo had died in battle.

Their bodies were directly dismantled, and every soul bone on them was dug out.

Seeing the four elders in such a miserable state, Clear Sky Sect's young disciples all revealed terrified expressions.

And fear was contagious!

"Don't kill me! I know I was wrong! Spare me!"

Once the first person knelt and begged for mercy, there came a second, a third... then a thousandth!

In the blink of an eye, one-third of Clear Sky Sect had knelt down.

Those people were all young disciples, and their sense of honor toward the sect was not especially strong.

"You are disciples of Clear Sky Sect! Even if you die here, you must never beg the enemy for mercy!"

Tang Zhen's eyes were bloodshot, his voice filled with endless rage and disappointment.

"You still have the mood to lecture them?"

Qian Cheng gave Tang Zhen an interested look, then formed his fingers into a sword and slashed across Tang Zhen's body!

Sword light flashed, and blood sprayed!

Qian Cheng directly severed Tang Zhen's limbs!

"Ah..."

Tang Zhen rolled incessantly across the ground, his blood staining it red.

Seeing this, Clear Sky Sect's disciples became even more terrified.

"Don't kill me! I'm willing to join Spirit Hall! I'm even willing to be a dog!"

"It's all that beast Tang Hao's fault! If he hadn't consorted with a soul beast, Clear Sky Sect would never have suffered such a disaster!"

"Our Clear Sky Sect is about to be wiped out! Tang Hao caused all of this, yet he's still out there living freely and happily. It's too unfair!"

Hearing several disciples curse Tang Hao, the rest instantly began to resent Tang Hao as well.

"Tang Hao, if I were you, I would have killed myself long ago, rather than staying in this world and bringing shame upon myself!"

"Tang Hao, you're a beast! Only a beast would consort with a beast!"

"Tang Hao, you are utterly unworthy as a son! Your father and elder brother have been tortured into such a state by Spirit Hall, yet you still have the nerve to live freely outside?"

"Tang Hao, you don't deserve the title Clear Sky Douluo at all. You should die!"

"Tang Hao, I curse you! I curse you to die a horrible death! I curse your entire family to never find peace after death!"

Seeing so many disciples cursing Tang Hao, Tang Zhen's fury grew even stronger.

When had their Clear Sky Sect ever suffered such humiliation?

When had they ever groveled so low?

"Qian Cheng, don't get too smug. When my father returns, Spirit Hall won't meet a good end either!"

Tang Zhen's voice was low and filled with venomous hatred.