Just then, Motian Xing, who had been snarling helplessly atop the boulder, suddenly froze.
Staring in the direction of the Great Yan Dynasty, his dark crimson eyes narrowed slightly as a flash of inspiration struck his mind.
The corners of his mouth slowly curled into a cruel, sinister sneer.
"Heh heh... Hahahaha!"
Motian Xing suddenly laughed. "This one was so enraged that I lost my head. So what if that female martial artist is monstrously strong? In this world, fists are not the only thing that speaks!"
After all, those who had gone to besiege him today were the most elite Fourteenth Realm cultivators from every major dynasty on the continent!
And what was the result...? Mo Bufan was dead, Zhao Xuankong was dead, and Xun Wudao was dead too!
More than a dozen Fourteenth Realm great powers had been wiped out to the last man, while Su Yueli alone had walked out alive!
All he had to do was secretly spread the news and claim that this had never been a trap laid by him, but that Su Yueli had colluded with him to murder the strongest Fourteenth Realm experts in the world!
When that time came... what sect, imperial family, or countless cultivators in the world would still tolerate her?
Motian Xing chuckled darkly. He wanted to see how she would stand securely on the continent in the face of monstrous public outrage and a world turned against her!
Yet just as Motian Xing was grinning wickedly,
The remnant soul of Shen Huai'an, which had been ruthlessly suppressed deep within the Sea of Consciousness, suddenly erupted with an unprecedentedly violent fluctuation!
"Stop!"
Shen Huai'an's roar shook the Sea of Consciousness. "Old Devil! I will not allow you to smear Sister Yueli's name! If you dare harm her reputation