Elsewhere, upon hearing Jieyin's words,
the smile on Luohu's face deepened.
He looked at Jieyin's feigned composure, then at the terrified Buddhist School disciples across Vulture Peak. Killing intent surged through his dark-purple eyes, almost tangible.
Then he spoke, enunciating each word, his voice chilling to the bone.
"Heh... naturally..."
"A blood debt must be repaid in blood."
As those words fell,
the temperature atop Vulture Peak plummeted.
A blood debt repaid in blood!
Those words were like an invisible blade, plunging viciously into every Buddhist School disciple's heart.
Before his voice had faded,
Luohu suddenly thrust out his palm!
There was no warning, no gathering of power.
The instant he thrust out his palm, dark-purple Devil Dao laws erupted from it like floodwaters bursting through a dam, vast and turbulent, blanketing the sky!
Within tens of thousands of miles, the void was stained a deep, dark purple by that Devil Dao power.
Countless heart-demon phantoms coalesced within the demonic qi, roaring and howling as they swept down toward Vulture Peak, bearing a savage aura that threatened to destroy everything.
Yet the target of Luohu's palm strike was not Jieyin.
It was the Buddhist School disciples with low cultivation standing in Vulture Peak's plaza!
A dark-purple Chain of Order as thick as a flood dragon shot out of the demonic qi filling the sky with unerring precision, engulfing a Buddhist School disciple in an instant!
He was a young disciple whose cultivation was only at the primordial unity golden immortal realm.
He did not even have time to react, let alone summon a treasure.
Like countless venomous snakes, the dark-purple Devil Dao laws instantly coiled around his limbs and bones, invaded his meridians and dantian, and corroded his primordial spirit and Dao foundation.
"Aah... aah!"
A shrill scream suddenly rang