Elder Bai Mo Makes His Move

"Yin He, stop pretending. I, Gu Liubai, have been around for years. What kind of person haven't I seen? If the Nine Dragon Ancient Sect had really discovered your identity, you could never have escaped!"

Gu Liubai spoke coldly.

"This guy's aura is getting weaker. Hold out against his attacks!"

"Kill!"

"..."

The dozen or so Martial Emperors roared and attacked with all their strength. They had taken a great many spirit stones, after all. If they did not put in some effort, they would feel guilty.

Boom!

At last, Yin He could no longer withstand their combined assault. The duration of his secret art had run out as well.

"No!"

Yin He's eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

Slash!

Gu Liubai swept through the air, bringing his sword down viciously toward Yin He's head. The head flew up, and blood sprayed everywhere.

The dozen or so wandering Martial Emperors struck his corpse too, smashing it beyond recognition.

Even in death, Yin He's eyes were filled with bitter grievance.

He had come to seek refuge with Gu Liubai. He had even brought him a warning. If he had not come to warn him, Gu Liubai would certainly have died.

Not far away, Lu Ren watched the scene and almost felt sorry for Yin He.

At the same time, he was secretly astonished. Martial Emperors truly were not easy to kill. After suffering injuries that severe, an Origin Venerate Realm cultivator would have had no strength left to resist, let alone unleash a secret art.

Yet Yin He had unleashed one and severely wounded them all.

This was what a battle between Martial Emperors looked like. It was terrifying.

Cough! Cough! Cough!

The moment Yin He was killed, the dozen or so cultivators spat blood and descended from the sky.

That