The number of pre-Immortal Cultivators was not large. Also, they had attacked their ex-companions without any reserve in the fierce battle just now in order to prove their loyalty to their new master. They were greatly exhausted, too, and could barely move.
When the mysterious female voice made the black-skeleton-like Colossus massacre them, it was almost impossible for them to resist!
After almost ten pre-Immortal Cultivators had been killed by the crimson brilliance from the Colossus in a row, the other pre-Immortal Cultivators finally realized what was going on and fled after a roar.
“Where are you going?”
Qi Zhongdao and the other righteous Cultivators were still hesitating, but Han Baling, Wan Mingzhu, Qi Changsheng, and the other lawless bandits had no such concerns. They lunged at their subordinates who had kneeled down before Deity Raincloud and attacked their own people, clearing out the traitors while they laughed coldly!
Coldness flashed in Li Yao’s eyes, too. He turned into a streak of brightness and immediately appeared before the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley who had reported his existence to Deity Raincloud a moment ago.
The elder of the Thunderstorm Valley was already trembling in fear. He was looking at Li Yao as if Li Yao were a fiend. His voice trembling, he begged, “Master Spiritual Vulture—”
After he had just called Li Yao’s name and had yet to beg for mercy, Li Yao threw out green flames of spiritual energy from his right hand and enveloped him without leaving any gap!
A hundred tiny needles, dragging the molecular mica threads, darted into the critical parts all over the elder’s body, including the internal organs, under the cover of the flames of spiritual energy!
Li Yao shook his fingers crazily, and the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley cramped hard like a marionette whose strings were being pulled. His face was so twisted that his jaw was broken. Blood was spurting out of all the holes on his face. He was screaming in excruciating pain.
Shua! Shua! Shua! Shua!
Li Yao closed his hands. The needles and the molecular mica threads churned inside the body of the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley, cutting apart his internal organs, veins, nerves, bones, and everything else!
The elder of the Thunderstorm Valley immediately collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, killed on the spot!
Bright purple, translucent threads of smoke were slowly escaping from his face where blood plasma was still springing. They interweaved helically in midair into a small person. It was the remaining soul of the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley.
“Master Spiritual Vulture, spare my life! Spare my life! I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong!”
Kneeling, he desperately begged for mercy, with tears and sweat running down together.
Li Yao frowned. After looking at the soul and pondering for a long time, Li Yao finally sighed and said, “Elder Ouyang, do you truly acknowledge your wrongdoing?”
“I do. I do. I acknowledge my wrongdoing!”
The soul sensed that Li Yao was not as determined as before. Overjoyed, he nodded quickly and wailed in a voice as feeble as that of an infant.
“I was enchanted and committed a true folly just now. Despite my regret, I cannot undo what I have done! It is my own fault that my body has been destroyed and my Cultivation is gone. Right now, I only have part of this broken soul left. I fully acknowledge my wrongdoing. Please do spare me!”
“The most difficult thing in the world is to acknowledge one’s mistake.” Li Yao sighed and said solemnly, “I am not a bloodthirsty person. Now that you have acknowledged your wrongdoing sincerely, I will not hold a grudge for your betrayal just now. You are forgiven! If you do have a next life, try to correct your mistakes and be a decent human being!”
The soul of ‘Elder Ouyang’ had been rather happy when he heard the first half of Li Yao’s words. He had even been ecstatic when he heard that Li Yao had forgiven him.
Yet, outside his expectations, Li Yao suddenly changed the topic and began talking about his ‘next life’. Elder Ouyang’s soul was completely dumbfounded!
Before he realized what was happening, Li Yao had already snatched him with the ghostly claws that were wreathed in thousands of flames of spiritual energy. He grabbed the guy’s soul in the hand and crushed it brutally. The soul immediately exploded and darted in all directions, only to be caught up by Li Yao’s flames of spiritual energy and burnt until absolutely nothing was left!
In the blink of an eye, the elder of the Thunderstorm Valley’s soul had perished, and he was as dead as anyone could ever be!
Li Yao sniffed. Having no time to consider the horror on the faces of the locals of the Ancient Sages Sector when they looked at him, he looked at the black-skeleton-like Colossus.
After the Cultivators began to attack, the black-skeleton-like Colossus had stopped attacking, as if it was observing how they would deal with the traitors.
Very soon, the dozens of pre-Immortal Cultivators had been executed by the locals of the Ancient Sages Sector led by the super Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators. None had been left alive.
Qi Zhongdao, Ba Xiaoyu, and even Master Bitter Cicada did not stop them but simply observed coldly. They had even offered to block some of the pre-Immortal Cultivators who were escaping toward them and forced the traitors to return to the infuriated crowd!
“Hoo! That felt good!”
Han Baling killed three pre-Immortal Cultivators within a breath. There was blood all over his face and the beast hide robe, which made him look even more appalling than before. He looked around, only to notice that no pre-Immortal Cultivators were still standing. After a laugh, he turned his sharp eyes back to the black-skeleton-like Colossus and bowed deeply according to how the small tribes on the prairies showed respect to the big tribes. He said loudly, “Thank you for resolving the great trouble and saving our lives, seniors. We also appreciate that you gave us the opportunity to wipe out the traitors and seek our revenge!
“Now that we are on the same side, senior, and you mentioned that a great catastrophe is befalling the Ancient Sages Sector and that we had to be united to cope with it, I’m sure that we can be of use. Why don’t you show up to accept our gratitude and further discuss our future plans, senior?”
Vague laughter came from the black-skeleton-like Colossus again.
But this time, it was not a female voice but a wild, enthusiastic male voice. “Big Bear, you are as aggressive as a hundred years ago. You simply don’t let go of any opportunity to test and attack!”
Han Baling, who had always been as calm as a rock, finally changed his expression greatly, as if he had heard the voice of the last person that he expected to hear!
He was immediately caught in a trance.
The words ‘Big Bear’ smashed his temples like two enormous hammers, bashing him into unconsciousness!
Some of the Cultivators from Ghost Qin who were older were reminded of something from a long, long time ago by the voice. Looking at each other in bewilderment, they all felt that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
The temple of the Colossi became mired in a weird silence again. Including Li Yao, everybody stared at the black-skeleton-like Colossus without blinking.
There was an enormous hole in the breastplate of the Colossus, from which smoke was still popping out nonstop. Although it was rather dark and obscure inside, there did not seem to be anybody hiding inside!
Deity Raincloud was not a moron. It was highly unlikely that she had overlooked a living person who was hiding inside the spiritual residence of the Colossus!
However, from the head and the critical parts all over the body of the Colossus, certain ‘vigorous’ smoke was spreading out into hundreds of streams and descending to the floor.
The smoke was translucent and glittering and looked as spectacular as the auroras on the Land of Eternal Night. There was a sense of mysterious beauty about them!
The hundreds of streams of smoke were divided into two parts, one on the left and the other on the right. They swirled in spirals into two shapes of human beings, one male and the other female.
They looked like statues carved out of auroras and crystals. Empty, clear, mysterious, and yet brimming with dominating auras!
The woman on the left side was wearing an ivory robe on which many stripes of delicate clouds were sewn as adornments. The ‘clouds’ were really flowing slowly, as if she had put on a large number of clouds on her body.
She was astoundingly beautiful without the slightest flaw like a goddess from the moon. There was only a vague air of indifference in her eyes, as if she was trying to push everybody thousands of kilometers away!
The man on the right had broad shoulders and extremely large hands. His black hair, which looked like a waterfall, dangled down from his shoulders. But his eyebrows happened to be white, an obvious distinction in the middle of his black hair that was as noticeable as his glittering eyes!
His face was not very handsome per se, but it would certainly leave a deep impression on anybody who saw it with the intimidating charisma that could only come into being after giving commands all the time!
The two mysterious people seemed to be enveloped in powerful magnetic fields that enshrouded all the high-level Cultivators on the spot. Everybody felt infinite pressure. Even Li Yao recalled the deepest awe from when he had met Fiend Blade Peng Hai in the Crimson Nimbus No. 2 High School for the first time when he was young!
It had been a long time since he was last overwhelmed by someone in such a way.
Normally speaking, he was the overwhelming one who made other people drool!
Li Yao thought of something and almost moaned. The identities of the two mysterious people were obvious!
As he expected, in utter astonishment, Han Baling took a few steps back and bellowed in disbelief while covering his chest, “M—Master?”
Qi Zhongdao put on an extremely weird expression, too.
Or rather, Li Yao had never seen such excitement, confusion, and even shyness on the guy’s face that was always dark, grave, and rigid!
“Sister—Sister Wu, is that you?” Qi Zhongdao called the woman who seemed to be walking out of the silver moon and wearing clouds as her clothes with a weird title.
The two mysterious people who had been lurking inside the black-skeleton-like Colossus and disrupted Deity Raincloud’s soul at the critical moment, creating an opportunity for Li Yao and everybody else, turned out to be Wu Suiyun and Meng Chixin, the two Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators who had fought on the Land of Eternal Night a hundred years ago before they both went missing mysteriously!
To this moment, the three unexpected factors that Li Yao had paid most attention to—namely Long Yangjun, the special agent from the Imperium, and the two Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivators—were finally all present!
However, it would not be precise to call them two ‘people’.
They clearly had no real entities and were only amalgamations of soul and spiritual energy.
However, the spiritual energy that a Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivator could mobilize and manipulate precisely was too much, and they appeared to be in vivid bodies of flesh and blood.
But essentially speaking, they were still spectral Cultivators!