Suppressing Xiao Teng, a Saint Attacks

Xiao Teng's expression instantly darkened. He looked at Qin Luo and said in a deep voice, "Are you slandering me?"

"Is this how the Great Qin Demon Suppression Bureau handles cases? What an utter joke!"

"Slander? No such thing." Qin Luo's gaze fell upon Mo Yehan as he asked, "Do you think he participated in the Martial Origin Marquis Residence Massacre?"

Mo Yehan blinked and immediately said, "He definitely participated, but I didn't..."

"Enough. No need to say more."

Qin Luo looked at Xiao Teng again and said calmly, "He said you were one of his accomplices."

Mo Yehan wanted to refute him. He had never admitted to participating; he had only said that Xiao Teng was involved.

He was not an idiot. Naturally, he could not admit it.

Still, that bastard Xiao Teng—since someone wanted to deal with him, Mo Yehan was more than happy to see it happen.

Just as he was about to speak, Li Yi barked in his ear, "Shut up!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Xiao Teng sneered and looked at Qin Luo. "I never expected the Demon Suppression Bureau of the Great Qin Dynasty to handle cases like this!"

"Fine. Very fine!"

"But if I want to leave today, you cannot stop me!"

Qin Luo glanced at him and said lightly, "Perhaps I cannot stop you, but you will not be taking the woman beside you away."

"Colluding with a wanted criminal of the Great Qin Dynasty—the Song Lineage of Falling Maple City is equally guilty!"

The moment those words came out, Song Yushan went completely numb.

How had his Song Lineage become guilty too?

Song Jinyu's expression changed, and her heart tightened. She had married Mo Yehan for the sake of her Lineage, and now someone was once again threatening the safety of her family.

Being a woman was truly too hard!

Xiao Teng turned to Qin Luo and asked in a deep voice, "What exactly do you want?"

With a face full of righteous conviction, Qin Luo said, "The Martial Origin Marquis Massacre Case was shocking beyond belief. Our Demon Suppression Bureau has the duty to investigate it thoroughly. If you are guilty, the Demon Suppression Bureau will certainly not spare you!"

"If you are innocent, the Demon Suppression Bureau will not wrong a good man either!"

Xiao Teng did not believe a single word Qin Luo said. It was as if he had read something in Qin Luo's eyes.

That was: I am framing you. What can you do about it?

"What if I insist on leaving?" Xiao Teng asked coldly.

"My Heavenly Tribulation Hall and the Xiao Lineage have no conflict with your Demon Suppression Bureau, and there have never been any grudges between us. If you wish to convict me, then present your evidence!"

By bringing up the Heavenly Tribulation Hall and the Xiao Lineage, he was telling Qin Luo that he had backing as well.

And his backing was not weak. Qin Luo had better weigh his words carefully.

Qin Luo smiled. "Is the testimony of the principal culprit not enough?!"

"Do not try to use the Heavenly Tribulation Hall and the Xiao Lineage to intimidate me. The Martial Origin Marquis Massacre Case must be solved!"

"Gods stand in the way, kill gods!"

Mo Yehan wanted to speak again. When did I become the principal culprit?

But reason told him that the more he said, the more mistakes he would make. He should wait for his father to come rescue him.

The people of the Blood Moon Sacred Land had already contacted his father through a Communication Jade Talisman.

The Blood Moon Saint would arrive soon.

With a wave of Qin Luo's hand, the Human Emperor Banner was summoned and instantly shrouded Xiao Teng.

"You will not escape today!"

A piercing voice echoed beside Xiao Teng's ears from within the Human Emperor Banner.

"Heh heh heh! Boy, come keep this old man company!"

The voice sounded somewhat familiar. Why did Xiao Teng feel that it sounded like the old man who had fought him earlier?

One venomous voice after another rang out beside his ears, while an incomparably terrifying aura locked onto him.

Xiao Teng's heart trembled. "This is a Saint!"

At that critical moment, the sound of something breaking through the air rang out.

An old man emerged from the void. Standing in midair, he said coldly, "Are the people of the Great Qin Demon Suppression Bureau always this arrogant?"

"This is the Ten Thousand Mountains, not the territory of your Great Qin Dynasty!"

A powerful aura radiated from the old man. He had remained hidden in the shadows all along. He was from the Heavenly Tribulation Hall and Xiao Teng's protector.

A Late Cave Heaven Realm expert.

"I advise you to release my Heavenly Tribulation Hall's disciple immediately. Otherwise, this matter will not end peacefully today!"

"Others may fear your Great Qin Dynasty, but my Heavenly Tribulation Hall does not!"

"Old bastard, you finally decided to show yourself?"

"Unfortunately, a mere Cave Heaven Realm cultivator cannot change the outcome. Do you think otherwise?"

With a wave of Qin Luo's hand, an opening appeared in the pitch-black world beneath the Human Emperor Banner.

"If you want to save your Heavenly Tribulation Hall disciple, then please enter."

Luring the enemy into the jar.

Cui Yunhe looked at the Human Emperor Banner, a trace of solemnity appearing in his eyes. He instinctively sensed danger.

Therefore, he did not move. His gaze remained fixed on Qin Luo.

"Young man, with talent like yours, you must be the descendant of some great figure in the Demon Suppression Bureau!"

"How about we exchange one person for one person today?"

"One person for one person?" Qin Luo sneered. "Are you trying to make me your hostage?"

He crooked a finger at Cui Yunhe. "Come and try it."

"If you can capture me, perhaps you might be able to trade your Heavenly Tribulation Hall people away."

Cui Yunhe was clearly an extremely cautious man. He did not act rashly. His gaze rested on Qin Luo, his eyes flickering as he hesitated.

"What? Too afraid?" Qin Luo's tone carried a hint of disdain. With a wave of his hand, the Human Emperor Banner charged at him, and he grabbed Xiao Teng, who flew out from within it, by the throat.

[Xiao Teng was easily suppressed by the villain, losing 10,000 Fortune Points. The host gained 10,000 Villain Points.]

"Now the hostage is in my hands. Why don't you surrender without resistance?"

Cui Yunhe had not expected Qin Luo to capture Xiao Teng so easily. His expression darkened like water.

"Are you certain you want to offend both my Heavenly Tribulation Hall and the Cloud Mountain Xiao Lineage today?!" Cui Yunhe asked in a deep voice, his tone thick with threat.

"What do you think?" Qin Luo countered.

"Good! Very good!"

Qin Luo was already prepared to activate the Human Emperor Banner and have Xi Huang suppress him before that person arrived.

But to his utter surprise, the old bastard turned around and left.

"This matter is not over, I tell you! The Heavenly Tribulation Hall will not let you leave so easily!"

The moment his words fell, a blood moon descended. The Blood Moon Sacred Lord had arrived!

"Who dares lay a hand on my son!"

A chilling voice rang out as Mo Qianjue strode over from afar. At first, he was dozens of miles away, but in the blink of an eye, he had arrived before them.

Saintly might surged into the heavens. Standing in midair, he looked down at Li Yi and said indifferently, "Release my son, and I will grant you a quick death."

With only a glance from the other party, Li Yi's entire body went ice-cold, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His heart was filled with shock. "This is a Saint!"

"As expected, all beneath Saints are ants. That saying is far more than empty words."

Cui Yunhe immediately hid himself in the shadows. He felt that an opportunity might have arrived.

Qin Luo showed not the slightest surprise at Mo Qianjue's appearance.

"Tsk, tsk. Since you are here, then do not leave!"

Qin Luo shouted at Mo Qianjue, "Mo Qianjue, you are suspected of murdering the entire Martial Origin Marquis Residence of my Great Qin Dynasty. Today, the Demon Suppression Bureau will arrest you!"

Mo Qianjue turned his gaze toward Qin Luo, a cold glint flashing through his eyes.

"A mere ant dares speak to me like this. You deserve death!"

A blood-red palm seal began to form, ready to smash down upon Qin Luo.

But at that moment, a terrifying aura rose behind him.

A massive axe hacked viciously toward Mo Qianjue's back!

Since he had come to arrest someone, how could Qin Luo possibly risk himself alone?