Zheng Tian and others felt their chests suffocate, as if an ancient sacred mountain had suddenly pressed down, and their chests were being tightly imprisoned. Every breath was extremely difficult, as if their lungs were to be torn apart, and a "hissing" sound came from their throats, like ghosts crying and wolves howling in the cold night, shrill and desperate.
"This... what on earth is this?"
One of the attendants was so frightened that his voice trembled so much that he muttered to himself with a cry!
The sound was instantly swallowed up by the howling cold wind and was almost inaudible.
His eyes were wide open, tightly locked on that fairy light, and his eyes were full of endless fear!
The muscles on his face twitched wildly and uncontrollably, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. In this extreme coldness, they instantly condensed into sharp ice particles, piercing his pale cheeks like sharp knives.
Zheng Tian was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split apart, his legs softened, and his whole body fell uncontrollably, almost collapsing in the frozen void.
His lips trembled violently, and when he opened and closed them, no sound came out. His throat was so dry that it felt like it was being burned by fire. Every time he tried to speak, he only received a stinging pain.
He screamed crazily in his heart, what evil had he done to provoke such a terrifying evil god from the nine heavens?
At this moment, he was filled with regret, and the memories of the past came flooding back. Those domineering past, and those people who were wantonly oppressed by him, all of them were like sharp blades, piercing his heart.
He hated his own stupidity and greed so much that if he could do it over again, he would rather hide in the darkest corner of the world than have any interaction with this girl. Even looking at her would be considered blasphemy.
Zixing's eyes are as cold as cold stars, as if he can see through the cycle of life and death of all things in the world without any emotion.
That fairy light danced gently on her jade-green fingers, like a countdown to death, and every flicker made people tremble.
She flicked her jade fingers, her movements were elegant but revealed endless coldness. The fairy light instantly turned into a bright stream of light, like a dying star that cut through the sky, and rushed towards Zheng Tian and the others with an indomitable momentum!
Wherever the fairy light passes, the space is like fragile glass, being ruthlessly cut by invisible forces, making a harsh "sizzling" sound!
A series of cracks as black as ink, like crazy spreading magic lines, spread to the surroundings at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if to completely tear this world into pieces and let everything return to Hundun.
Seeing this, Zheng Tian felt a sense of determination in his heart, and tried his best to drain the last bit of Immortal Power in his body. The Immortal Power surged crazily in his meridians, almost bursting his body.
He quickly formed seals with his hands, so fast that only afterimages could be seen. He muttered words, and every syllable seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
In an instant, the whole body was filled with light, and a layer of light blue Spiritual Power shield emerged instantly like an ice lotus blooming in the darkness. However, in front of that terrifying fairy light, the shield that consumed all his energy was as fragile as thin ice in spring, vulnerable to a single blow.
The fairy light penetrated the shield without any hindrance, as if the shield did not exist at all. The moment the shield came into contact with the fairy light, it made a dull "bang" sound, Ruyan exploded into countless crystal light spots, and dissipated into the vast void.
"No!"
Zheng Tian roared in despair, the sound was heartbreaking, filled with endless fear and unwillingness, echoing in this dead void, lingering for a long time.
He watched helplessly as the fairy light was getting closer and closer like the sickle of death, but he was like a flying insect trapped in a spider web, unable to struggle. He could only wait desperately for the inevitable death to come, and his heart was full of attachment to life and fear of death.
The few followers were also frightened and panicked, running around like frightened birds.
Some of them waved the magic weapons in their hands, trying to resist the fairy light with their meager strength. The magic weapons shone faintly in their hands, but they looked so dim under the reflection of the fairy light.
Some are desperately casting spells, shouting various magic formulas, and Spiritual Power is surging crazily around their bodies, but everything is in vain.
Wherever the fairy light went, their magical weapons let out overwhelmed wails, and then turned into a pile of scrap metal with a "click"; their magic weapons were also like mud cows entering the sea, being swallowed up by the terrifying fairy light in an instant and disappearing without a trace!
As he was dying, countless images flashed through Zheng Tian's mind like a revolving lantern.
He saw the scene where he bullied the weak and arbitrarily on the street, the fearful and helpless eyes of those people; he saw the scene where he killed others at all costs in order to fight for treasures; he saw the scene where he showed off his power and arrogance in the sect.
At this moment, he felt a deep sense of guilt in his heart. He understood that all this was his own retribution and the evil consequences he had planted. Now it was time to reap the consequences!
As the fairy light continued to approach, the figures of Zheng Tian and others were gradually completely submerged by the dazzling light.
In that dazzling light, their lives were like candles in the wind, swaying a few times under the raging wind, and then completely extinguished.
After the light dissipated, only a dead void was left, as if they had never existed in this world. Everything was calm, as if nothing had happened, but it seemed to be telling the truth about the cycle of cause and effect and retribution.
After dealing with them casually, Zixing left casually.
The first round of screening for the Void Kun Realm Genius Battle is destined to be quite lengthy.
The number of people on each floating fairy island will be reduced from 10 million to 1,000. On the premise that there is no large-scale melee, relying only on chance encounters and battles between each other, the elimination speed is actually quite slow.
While the first round of screening was going on, many big shots from the Void Kun Realm were also leisurely drinking tea and discussing Daoism.
Vast Sea Sect, Blood Jade Sect, Spirit Refining Mountain Manor, Ten Thousand Heroes Sect, these four top Void Kun Realm bosses all gathered together, talking, laughing, and discussing.
The rest are Heart Refining Sect, Mystic Star Sect and other clan leaders from many forces chatting together.
Finally, there are the leaders of many small and medium-sized forces, or the elders who lead them.
It's like a pyramid, with the bottom, middle and top levels clearly divided and no boundaries allowed to be crossed.
The most interesting thing is that among all the sects, families, and forces, the one at the bottom is actually Kunlun Holy Land.
The deputy master of Kunlun Holy Land, Ling Kong, was sitting alone in his seat. The people around him ignored him and went to find acquaintances to discuss the matter.
Ling Kong didn't care at all about this.
They exclude Kunlun Holy Land because they don't know the goods, and the loss is their own.