"Once you leave the secret realm, you will forget everything that happened within it."
"Then when the time comes, will you still remember the promise you made today?"
Lin Xi's expression stiffened at those words.
Damn it—how had she forgotten about that?
Once they left the secret realm, they would forget everything that had happened inside.
Damn it.
"Die."
Ye Lin flicked a finger again.
Before Mo Yuan and Lin Xi's horrified, soul-rending gazes, a streak of light directly ground their bodies to dust. Even their Primordial Spirits were crushed along with them, leaving not even the slightest trace behind.
Two peak Daluo Golden Immortals, dead!
The heads of these two were of little use. What he needed were the heads of the other Dao Protectors.
"Heh, you two are far too weak. Killing you is as easy as slaughtering chickens."
Iron Hammer swung his hammer.
The two people before him coughed up blood and flew backward.
They had long since lost their former poise.
They were now utterly disheveled, their hair hanging loose, their clothes in tatters, their bodies covered in wounds. Drops of crimson blood streamed down their skin.
Their faces were filled with terror.
They could not understand it.
Just where had this ruthless man come from?
They were all at the third heaven of the Quasi-Sage Realm. Who among those able to reach such a realm had not been heaven's chosen?
Who had not once been a peerless monster capable of suppressing an entire region alone?
But now?
They had been crushed from beginning to end.
Perhaps this big fellow before them had not even used his full strength.
Too terrifying—truly too terrifying.
Where in the world had such a ruthless man emerged from?
They simply could not figure it out.
By all reason, such a