Api iblis hitam itu menghanguskan tubuh dan jiwanya, dan gelombang rasa sakit yang luar biasa menyapu dirinya, menyebabkan dia menggeliat dan menjerit kesakitan di tanah.
Namun, api iblis itu seperti belatung yang menempel pada tulang; betapapun mereka berjuang dan meronta-ronta, mereka tidak dapat dipadamkan, dan malah membakar dengan lebih hebat.
Lebih dari dua ratus murid di belakangnya lenyap sepenuhnya sebelum mereka sempat berteriak; tubuh fisik dan jiwa mereka seketika berubah menjadi ketiadaan.
Hanya dalam beberapa tarikan napas, jeritan makhluk gaib itu lenyap sepenuhnya, tanpa meninggalkan jejak.
Kobaran api iblis berwarna hitam itu perlahan meredup dan menghilang.
Ruang terbuka di depan gerbang gunung itu hanya menyisakan bekas hangus. Tanah yang keras dan berwarna merah gelap itu terbakar, retak, dan meleleh. Tidak ada apa pun di sana.
Shen Tong dan lebih dari dua ratus muridnya tidak meninggalkan sehelai tulang pun atau secercah jiwa pun; mereka sepenuhnya menjadi abu dan lenyap dari dunia. Sejak saat itu, tidak ada lagi Shen Tong, sang kepala kuil, di dunia ini.
Long Yuan berdiri terpaku di tempatnya, wajahnya pucat dan kakinya lemas, hampir roboh.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, but his throat was dry and he could not make a sound; his heart was filled with extreme fear and shock.
Initially, he thought that taking in a supernatural being would be a great thing, increasing the combat strength of a True Immortal, but he completely forgot that the Ning Zhi in front of him did not care about such a slight increase in combat strength at all.
In Ning Zhi’s eyes, supernatural powers were nothing more than ants that could be crushed at will, meaning nothing.
The ant’s loyalty to Ning Zhi meant nothing; in fact, they were just an eyesore, so he casually exterminated them.
Long Yuan was still haunted by fear, and was relieved that he did not take the initiative to bring them in, otherwise he might have been implicated.
He lowered his head, not daring to look at Ning Zhi’s back, his body was covered in cold sweat that soaked his inner shirt.
Ning Zhi slowly withdrew her right hand, her expression calm as if she had just done something insignificant, without the slightest ripple.
He turned to Sonya beside him, his tone still calm and gentle: “Senior sister, let’s go, there is no need to waste time here.”
Sonya nodded slightly, her cold gaze sweeping over the scorched marks. A faint and complex expression flashed across his eyes before he returned to his usual indifference. Without saying a word, he followed Ning Zhi and turned around to walk slowly into the depths of the Demon Dragon Palace, his figure slowly disappearing behind the palace gate.
Long Yuan stood there watching the two figures leave, not daring to move for a long time.
It took him a long time to slowly come to his senses. He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and neck, then whispered to his subordinates in a trembling voice: “Quickly clean up this place. Leave no traces. This matter must not be told to anyone. Remember!”
Despite that, he did not dare to linger and immediately turned to follow Ning Zhi’s footsteps to the deepest part of the hall. His admiration for Ning Zhi grew stronger, and he did not dare harbor any thoughts of being unfaithful.
Currently, on a dark mountain peak, a hundred miles away from the Demon Dragon Palace, behind a huge rock, a figure, almost invisible, was lying there, shaking violently, his face was deathly pale, his eyes were filled with extreme fear, not even daring to breathe.
This person was a spy specially sent by the temple to track Shen Tong.
He carefully followed that divine power from the Holy Land of Light, not daring to reveal himself. He wanted to find out where the divine power had gone and where it was before immediately returning to the temple to report to the temple master, Yao Chen.
However, to his great shock, he witnessed such a terrifying and shocking scene: the black-clothed youth Ning Zhi simply waved his hand, turning the True Immortal Realm cultivator and over two hundred disciples into ashes, not even leaving behind a single bone.
The scout recalled the sight of the blazing black devil flames filling the sky and the shrill screams of the magical creatures, and felt his scalp crawl, his body turn ice cold, and his soul nearly abandon him.
In his heart, he knew that the young man named Ning Zhi was so powerful that it was unimaginable. He was a creature that no human could match, and he was a cruel killer.
He suppressed his fear and quietly crawled out from behind the boulder, using both his hands and feet. He did not dare to tarry and used all his spiritual power to gallop towards the Holy Land of Light, hoping he could grow wings and fly back to the temple immediately.
There was only one thought in his mind: he had to tell Hall Master Yao Chen about this matter word for word. The Divine Hall had to guard against such a terrifying enemy early on, otherwise, the Divine Hall would follow in the Divine Temple’s footsteps sooner or later.
They drove non-stop for several days before finally returning to the Holy Land of Light and arriving at the Holy Land of Light Peak, where the headquarters of the Divine Hall was located.
FAQ Novel
Q: How does Ning Zhi respond to a pledge of loyalty?
A: Ning Zhi’s reaction is dismissive, questioning the value of the offering.
Q: What form of power does Ning Zhi demonstrate?
A: Ning Zhi unleashes a terrifying and destructive force upon his opponents.
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