Previously, Mo Qingming had specifically instructed his trusted confidant.
Once the hall doors are closed and the Array Formation is activated, no one is allowed to enter this place.
Therefore, from the moment this so-called Master of the Myriad Sword Sect entered, she roughly guessed the true identity of the visitor.
But she still didn't expect that, with so many True Lord gathered here, this Supreme Elder from the Eastern Continent would dare to turn hostile on the spot!
However, as the aura emanating from the Boy in Black gradually intensified, he effortlessly broke through to the eighth level of the Creation Realm, a supreme realm unattainable by anyone present—
The anger in Mo Qingming's eyes finally subsided.
Instead, there was a profound sense of astonishment.
With her cultivation at the Seventh Level of Creation Realm, she felt that the Martial Dao pressure emanating from the other party was as heavy as a divine mountain, and was completely invincible!
At least at the Ninth Rank level of the Creation Realm!!
"Elder Ye, once the arrow is released, there's no turning back."
Mo Qingming's expression changed drastically, the teacup in his hand shattered with a bang, and the oppressive aura surrounding him was equally fierce, like a tidal wave crashing against the shore.
"While there's still room for maneuver! Are you really not going to reconsider?!"
Even knowing Ye Li's approximate current level, she still maintained a fighting spirit.
The reasoning is very simple.
Now, the deadly evidence against Bihai Pavilion is laid bare before them.
Stick your neck out or you'll get stabbed!
With death looming behind them, if Ye Li had even the slightest intention to negotiate, everyone present would have chosen to surrender!
In this situation, the slightest hint of fear would lead to the utter destruction of everyone present.
But her composure doesn't mean that all the True Lord present can remain composed.
"Excellent! As long as Elder Ye is willing to shake hands and make peace, my Wind Piercing Hall can offer eighty percent... no! All of our precious Treasure Medicine and treasures!"
Xiao Wuya suddenly stood up and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect. His hands trembled slightly within his sleeves, and his body tensed up to the extreme without his awareness.
As a fellow True Lord of the Creation Realm, he could clearly sense how powerful Ye Li's aura was.
That being could absolutely annihilate me easily!
Faced with such powerful figures, he was no different from the mortals within the Divine Continent who could only pray to Immortal God; they could only watch helplessly as the unexpected situation unfolded.
As soon as he finished speaking, it was as if some mechanism had been triggered. All the high-ranking members of the Mountain Gate present stood up and hurriedly bowed to the black-robed True Lord.
"We hope Elder Ye..."
Before he could finish speaking...
The Supreme Elder, who belonged to the Eastern Continent Heavenly Supervision Department, took a light step and instantly arrived in front of Xiao Wuya.
"Shh."
As she spoke, that slender, white finger quietly rose up.
A distinct smile gradually appeared on the Boy in Black's face.
"Things have come to this."
His seemingly casual voice rang in everyone's ears. "Further words are useless."
It was as if a final verdict had been handed down on a major event.
"..."
Xiao Wuya suddenly felt that his life was coming to an end.
As the black robe swept past him, the Wind Piercing Hall didn't even have time to crush the escape talisman in his sleeve. All the onlookers saw was the Black wide sleeve fluttering lightly, and the protective aura of the Creation Realm expert was torn apart as easily as paper.
The space inside the hall suddenly distorted for a moment.
Then a deep, thunderous roar exploded in the front hall!
"Puff!!"
Xiao Wuya suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his once solid chest suddenly collapsed, and the clear sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the entire venue.
His face turned deathly pale.
The violent gust of wind instantly pierced through his body!
There was no soaring effort, no terrifying counterattack.
Xiao Wuya's body flew backward with a bang, crashing straight into the main hall before embedding itself heavily into the ground.
It simply went silent.
Only the stench of blood in the air suddenly intensified.
[Publicly killed the Hall Master of the Western Continent Wind Piercing Hall, who was at the second level of the Creation Realm! Malice Points +!]
"Gurgle..."
The True Lord' throats bobbed and their eyelids twitched.
Sensing the completely dissipated aura of the True Lord, they felt their breathing suddenly become heavy.
They all instinctively began to back away.
Mo Qingming abruptly made a hand seal, trying to activate his family's Sect Protection Array, but was horrified to find that the area above the Array Formation was already covered by an extremely sharp martial intent!
Boom!!--
High above, the Sea of Clouds is churning.
Thick, dark clouds spiraled rapidly, and a dazzling divine Divine Spear that blotted out the sky gradually appeared between heaven and earth. Its mere sharpness made countless creatures in this place tremble!
This was a special arrangement made by Ye Li to prevent any unexpected situation where True Lord might escape.
The Myriad Transformation Divine Soldier Iron, infused with Magic Power, would be enough to easily sink the entire Azure Sea Tide Pavilion if it fell vertically under the full force of the True Monarch of Creation Realm!
At this moment, the vast Council Hall was completely silent.
All the Martial Dao True Lord stared intently at Ye, and even Mo Qingming was sitting in his chair, was breathing heavily and his whole body was stiff.
She knew that, following past practices, she had to continue bluffing if she didn't want to appear weak.
At the very least, we need to make Ye Li feel that Bihai Chaosheng Pavilion still has trump cards up its sleeve, thus making him wary.
However, her body remained unresponsive.
No matter what, I couldn't complete even the simple action of standing up.
One punch killed a Martial Dao True Lord... terrifying, terrifyingly unlike Martial Dao True Lord!
How could there be such monsters in Shenzhou? This action completely disregards their status as fellow beings!
Fortunately, it might be due to the piece of coffin inside the hall.
The radiant light high in the sky never truly descended.
"Aren't you going to run for your life?"
Suddenly, the boy's slightly surprised voice interrupted her thoughts, forcing Mo Qingming to come back to her senses from her shock.
She raised her head, her lips moving slightly. "..."
It couldn't make a sound!
However, Ye Li did not give her any more time to sort out her thoughts.
With the appearance of the Myriad Transformation Divine Soldier Iron, he fully launched his offensive in the fight, his slender figure instantly disappearing from the spot.
"Elder, spare my life!!"
The old man with thick eyebrows suddenly gripped the Pagoda of the Floating Tu in his hand and instinctively shouted, "It's Mo Qingming— "
A sudden gust of wind swept across his face.
It swallowed the pagoda in his hand directly, and this Treasured Artifacts creation instantly burst into a shattering sound, along with the old man with thick eyebrows, it exploded into countless fragments!
"Idiot! Trying to shift blame at a time like this?!"
Mo Qingming abruptly stood up, his face extremely grim, and shouted urgently:
"Gentlemen! If we don't fight with all our might now, we might die without even knowing how we died!!"
Her voice also disappeared in the gale.
This was the terrifying power Ye Li unleashed single-handedly. His blood energy was as vast as the Star Sea, and each wisp of blood energy was as heavy as a mountain.
Without holding back, these True Lords, most of whom had not yet reached the sixth level of Creation, were utterly powerless to resist!
Mo Qingming had just stood up from his chair.
The scene that came into her view was the entire Council Hall being uprooted by the gale, and the dozen or so True Lord had been there earlier were suddenly blown apart by the strong wind, turning into a shower of blood that fell to the ground!
The blood of the True Lord flowed and spread in all directions of the Azure Tide Pavilion like a tidal wave.
[Publicly slayed the tower's Old Ancestor, a fifth-level Creation Realm expert, within the Pagoda of the Floating Tu! Malice Points +!]
[Executed in public...]
Ye Li heard excited and frequent system notifications.
Now.
The stench of blood in the air was extremely strong.
The entire Azure Tide Pavilion seemed like a tiny building submerged in a sea of blood. Countless disciples within the Mountain Gate frantically sought help, yet they could not recover from the suffocating feeling brought about by the collective fall of the True Lord.
From a distance, this place looks like hell on earth.
Such a horrifying and shocking scene made even the boy's fair face appear incredibly terrifying.
"..."
As Ye Li turned his head to look at him, Mo Qingming froze completely, unable to move.
The powerful voice that had spoken earlier still echoed in the air.
His blood had turned cold, colder than ever before.