The Second Elder of the Desolate Hall popped pills as he fled. Finally, the Desolate Hall came into his view.
At this moment, his emotions were incredibly complex.
There was the grievance of being brutally beaten earlier, the joy of surviving a disaster, and the fear of soon facing the Sect Master's wrath.
With all these emotions converging, the Second Elder actually slowed his fleeing pace.
He adjusted his mindset and calmed his thoughts before entering the Desolate Hall with trepidation.
The Second Elder originally wanted to mess up his hair and tear his black robes even more to look the part, but sensing the severity of his own injuries, he decided against doing anything extra.
After all, given the Sect Master's formidable power, he would be able to see the true extent of his injuries at a glance; there was no faking it.
Following that, the Second Elder dashed at top speed into the deepest part of the Desolate Hall, arriving before the throne and kneeling prostrate before the illusory dark shadow.
At this time, including the Second Elder, there were a total of six elders in the hall.
The dark shadow's crimson eyes flickered, burning as they stared at the heavily injured and incredibly miserable Second Elder.
Without waiting for the dark shadow to ask, the Second Elder took the initiative to speak, his voice trembling and his lips quivering.
"Reporting to the Sect Master... the strength of those four people truly exceeded our expectations. The Fifth Elder, the Eighth Elder, and over a hundred disciples were all easily slaughtered by them."
"I barely managed to escape their demonic clutches and came specifically to report this matter to the Sect Master. Your subordinate's cultivation is meager, failing to fulfill the Sect Master's trust. I beg the Sect Master for forgiveness!"
The Second Elder spoke with deep emotion and earnest words.
He did not mention that the four brothers had let him go, as that would make him appear far too useless.
Therefore, he could only say he had luckily escaped, to prevent the Sect Master from venting his anger on him.
The dark shadow, who had always remained calm and unruffled, trembled slightly.
The crimson light in his eyes grew even more blazing; his emotions had finally experienced some fluctuation.
Subsequently, the dark shadow's ethereal and bizarre voice entered the minds of the six elders, majestic yet eerie.
"It seems I will have to make a trip personally!"
The Second Elder remained prostrate on the ground, not daring to lift his head, shivering in fear.
The dark shadow's voice sounded once more.
"For these four to display such strength, they are qualified to be called the variables in the divination. They can make me take them somewhat seriously, but only just."
The other five elders kept as quiet as winter cicadas.
First, they felt sympathy for the Second Elder's encounter.
Then, they felt that the Sect Master's cultivation was truly unfathomable.
Three elders going together had failed to annihilate the opposition, and were instead beaten to such a miserable state, losing troops and generals.
This proved that those four brothers were not something they, as elders, could contend with.
Therefore, none of them stepped forward to volunteer to kill those four madmen; they all remained utterly silent.
This matter indeed could only be settled by the Sect Master acting personally. They were all greatly looking forward to witnessing the Sect Master make a move with their own eyes.
Wu Tian's heart shook violently.
He had not expected these four brothers to be so fierce, actually slaughtering the holy shrine and killing two Desolate Hall elders along with over a hundred disciples.
He prided himself on his high cultivation, but seeing the Second Elder in this state, and knowing that as the Third Elder his own cultivation was inferior to the Second Elder's...
Obviously, it was only natural that the four brothers had not taken him seriously that day.
Wu Tian felt a faint sense of worry.
After all, he was the one who had led the masses to massacre Wenjiu City.
But fortunately, the Sect Master was willing to strike directly. It was likely that these four could no longer stir up any waves!
Right at this moment, an explosive shout rang out within the hall.
"No need for the trouble, we came ourselves!"
As the voice echoed out, the four brothers had, at some unknown time, already arrived in the depths of the heavily guarded main hall of the Desolate Hall.
They stood proudly in mid-air, looking down at the dark shadow and the six elders.
Hearing this, Wu Tian's heart chilled, and his expression changed drastically.
These madmen had actually intruded right into the main hall of the Desolate Hall; their audacity truly knew no bounds!
The Second Elder acted as if his weak spot had been poked; he scrambled up and subconsciously retreated several steps.
He never imagined that the courage of these four brothers was even greater than he thought. They hadn't let him go to deliver a message, but had directly tracked him to the headquarters of the Desolate Hall!
"To dare to wash Wenjiu City in blood while we were away, for such a deep sea of blood enmity, today we will make you pay blood for blood!" the Man in Black shouted angrily.
"That's right, daring to provoke us, your Desolate Hall no longer needs to exist!" the Toad roared.
The six elders collectively remained silent, each taking out their magical artifacts, ready to meet the enemy.
The dark shadow's lips curled upwards, and that eerie voice drilled into everyone's minds.
"Hehe, your courage is quite impressive!"
"But that's fine too, it saves me the trouble of going to find you."
"Brothers, no need to waste words with these animals. I'll deal with that dark shadow, you guys wipe out the rest of the people here first!"
Yi Feng narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to waste any breath on them at all; he just wanted to go on a killing spree.
The Snail had long been unable to wait. Without a second word, he transformed into a massive size of thousands of feet and violently smashed down toward the several elders with a thunderous boom.
The Man in Black let out an explosive shout and charged at Wu Tian with his sword. This was the first person he wanted to tear into ten thousand pieces!
The Toad fiercely inhaled and exhaled clouds of energy, condensing a powerful blast of qi into a laser cannon.
Yi Feng didn't say another word; the point of his longsword was aimed directly at that eerie dark shadow.
The fierce battle was instantly ignited.
At this moment.
The dark shadow sneered maliciously and slowly floated upward, exuding a terrifying and sinisterly cold aura.
"I can see that the variables on your body are the greatest, so I'll play with you properly."
Saying this, his eyes shifted, and he said indifferently to the elders present, "I'll leave those three pieces of trash to you!"
Yi Feng's face was ice-cold. He brandished the longsword in his hand and swept toward the dark shadow at extreme speed, a single sword strike spanning three thousand miles!
The battlefield was instantly split apart by Yi Feng's sword strike.
On the side of the other three brothers.
They saw the Snail soar into the sky, then crash down, blotting out the sky and covering the earth.
"Boom!"
A heaven-shaking explosion rang out, and the entire Desolate Hall rocked and swayed.
The five elders dodged at top speed, leaving only the most heavily injured Second Elder without enough time to flee.
Holding his broken three-pointed, double-edged spear, he put up a helpless resistance, but could only watch helplessly as his spear was crushed inch by inch.
Following that were his arms, and then his crescent-shaped face.
And then, it was his hunched body.
The Second Elder was crushed body and soul by this swift and violent strike. Before he could even let out a sound, he was dead, his dao extinguished.
An instant kill!
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