Ritual Failure, Mist God Cult Annihilated

"His Eminence the Bishop... died just like that?" Zhasa looked somewhat dazed. The bishop had fallen too quickly, leaving him with a faint sense of unreality.

The other cultists were no better off. The ritual they had planned for so long had failed before it could even begin, dealing them a devastating blow.

"Thank you for taking action, Senior. This junior is Yu Zhengze, Heavenly Extremes King of the Great Abyss." Yu Zhengze spoke with great respect, though the shock in his eyes could not be concealed. Such destructive power was undoubtedly the pinnacle of the Martial Dao world—a [Martial Aspect]-level powerhouse.

Unfortunately, this senior had concealed his face with light. Otherwise, he might have been able to determine which legendary senior figure from history he was.

Of course, that scorching sun had already narrowed the possibilities down immensely. Once he returned and consulted the records, uncovering this [Martial Aspect] powerhouse's true identity would be easy.

Chen Xu merely glanced at him without responding. He extended a finger, and a stream of golden light shot from his fingertip several times faster than a bullet. Zhasa and the others had no time to dodge. Tiny bloody holes appeared over their hearts, and they toppled backward.

Guan Zizai shook off Wu Heavenly King's corpse, his face deathly pale. Other than himself, not a single member of the Mist God Cult remained alive.

He knew he would not live much longer either. The Great Abyss had no other method of dealing with Mist God Cult members—only execution.

Yu Zhengze already knew his identity. He had only ignored him for the moment because the bishop had been a greater threat. Now that the ringleader was dead, Guan Zizai would be next.

But if asked whether he regretted his choice, Guan Zizai knew full well