Hmph!
It would have been one thing if Cui Yao had said nothing, but hearing him say this made Nie Yun's face grow even darker.
If not for him, this fellow would have killed himself long ago. Yet he actually wanted to attack the person who had saved his life... What was the point of keeping such an ungrateful wretch alive?
"Before deciding to make a move against me, you should have considered the consequences. So... sorry, but you all die!"
Nie Yun snorted coldly, passing judgment on their fate.
He had never shown mercy to those who wanted to kill him; that had always been his way! If people like this were not killed now, they would surely become a future scourge!
With a light squeeze of his hand, several streams of sword qi shot from his palm, whistling toward them without the slightest pause.
"No..."
Before the cry could end, sword light flashed across their necks, and five heads rolled to the ground.
Buzz!
Though the heads had fallen, the bodies did not collapse. Instead, with a buzz, they turned into phantoms and slowly faded away.
"Hmm?"
Nie Yun froze. Just as he wondered what was happening, the scene around him changed again. He was still standing before the Myriad Scrolls Diagram, just as before, in a silence so deep that a needle dropping could be heard.
"Was that an illusion?"
Nie Yun understood.
Luo Hao and the others had all been part of an illusion. In truth, he had never left the Myriad Scrolls Diagram!
"Congratulations on successfully passing the third trial. From this moment onward, you are my, Hao Yuan's, disciple!"
As he was still puzzled, Elder Hao Yuan's voice rang out once more. A ripple flickered before him, and the figure of an old man