Chapter 83

In just a few seconds, the area where over a thousand members of the Black Evil Sect were located had already turned into a sea of fire. The air was filled with the piercing screams, pleas for mercy, and curses, creating a chaotic cacophony.

The eight Wu Wang experts of the Black Evil Sect, who were floating behind Old Yun, were trembling all over, their gazes filled with deep hatred and... fear.

The black-robed old man shed tears of blood, his face twisted in anguish, his eyes glaring at Old Yun as if he wanted to tear him apart.

For him, today was destined to be a sudden and catastrophic disaster.

Being attacked by enemies, his descendants killed one after another, and now, even the sect was about to be destroyed.

"You will not die a good death!!!" The miserable curses echoed continuously from the sea of fire.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Jiang Han's lips. "Whether I die or not will be known in the future. But you... will all die today!"

When the fireballs exploded on the ground, more than half of the Black Evil Sect disciples were instantly killed, reduced to ashes. The remaining ones, who were slightly stronger, managed to survive a bit longer.

But at this moment, living a bit longer was undoubtedly a torment for them. Those who died instantly were, in a way, relieved.

"So... so cruel..." Murong Kexin's face was pale, her small, tender hands tightly covering her ears, her eyes closed, afraid to open them.

The others, though much stronger than Murong Kexin, also had slightly pale faces.

They had seen killings before, but killing so many at once was a first for them!

"The Primal Battle Body, truly worthy of being born for battle, with a natural inclination for it." Old Yun's gaze swept over Yan Yumo and the others, lingering on Jing Tian for a moment, nodding slightly.

At this moment, although Jing Tian's face was slightly pale, his eyes revealed a determined spirit, his pupils even turning red.

"Give them a quick death." After a while, a trace of reluctance flashed in Yan Yumo's eyes. After all, they were also fellow disciples.

Jiang Han shrugged, turning his gaze to Old Yun.

"Hmm." Old Yun pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Although he wanted to temper everyone's mindset, he did not want to make them cruel. Excessive cruelty would be counterproductive.

Whoosh!

Familiar white light spread from Old Yun's body, instantly covering the sea of fire.

In an instant, the flames disappeared, and the screams ceased.

The white light faded, leaving only a pitch-black area, with charred human remains scattered everywhere.

"You can also go and join them." Old Yun suddenly turned his head, looking at the black-robed old man and the others with a half-smile.

Upon hearing this, the eight men's eyes widened instantly, their lips trembling wildly, as if they were trying to plead for mercy.

A flash of white light passed through Old Yun's eyes, and the eight men's bodies trembled, their expressions calming down. They fell to the ground with a thud, already lifeless.

"Old Yun... can you clean this up? It looks so disgusting." Jiang Han pointed to the charred corpses.

Old Yun raised an eyebrow, looking at Jiang Han in surprise.

He couldn't detect any disgust in Jiang Han's expression; it looked completely normal!

Suddenly, Old Yun's gaze shifted to Yan Yumo and the others, and he immediately understood. This brat was taking the opportunity to win favor!

Whose favor?

Naturally, Yan Yumo and Murong Kexin's!

Ye Ruhong and the other young men were still fine, but Yan Yumo and Murong Kexin's faces were somewhat grim, especially Murong Kexin, who was covering her mouth, seemingly about to vomit.

"Brat, you have too many schemes."

Old Yun cursed inwardly but did not refuse. He nodded and extended his right hand toward the pile of corpses. Soft white light streamed from his fingertips, forming a large bright disk that floated above the corpses.

Whoosh!

The white light shone like the sun, instantly blinding Jiang Han and the others, causing them to close their eyes.

"Awesome!" Jiang Han praised.

When he opened his eyes, the scene before him was clean, as if everything that had happened was an illusion. Only the cracked ground remained, testifying to the gruesome events.

"Next... it's time to collect the treasures!" Jiang Han suddenly grinned, looking extremely devious.

"Collect treasures?" Ye Tianming's eyes lit up, and he rushed over, grinning even more lecherously than Jiang Han. "Let's go, let's go, hurry up!"

Jiang Han glanced at him. "What are you so excited about? I'm the one collecting. You didn't contribute any effort or ideas, so why should it be your turn?"

"Don't!" Ye Tianming's face turned bitter, and he grabbed Jiang Han's arm. "Brother Jiang, you're my real brother... you..."

Jiang Han's body shuddered, and he kicked him. "Don't hug me! I don't do that! And... I can't afford to be your equal. You're the imperial prince, and I don't want to shorten my life..."

"Do that? What is that?" Ye Tianming, completely unfazed by the large footprint on his back, eagerly asked.

"Figure it out yourself!" Jiang Han rolled his eyes.

Ye Ruhong's expression kept changing, incredibly dramatic.

This Ye Tianming, since leaving the capital, was no longer the Ye Tianming he knew. This guy... as an imperial prince, can't you have a bit of dignity?!

However, the two's actions made Murong Kexin cover her mouth and giggle, seemingly forgetting the gruesome scene from earlier.

"Alright, let's collect the treasures." Old Yun smiled, about to wave his hand, but suddenly paused.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Han asked, puzzled.

Old Yun smiled faintly, his gaze shifting to the distant void. "It seems someone else also wants the Black Evil Sect's treasures!"

"What?!" Jiang Han's face turned fierce. "Dare to compete for treasures with me? Take them out!"

"Go ahead. I'll wait for good news." Old Yun said calmly.

Jiang Han's lips twitched, and he glanced at Old Yun. Then, he said with a righteous tone: "This great and glorious task, I would normally take on without hesitation! But I've already taken too much credit. To avoid making you feel neglected, this major achievement... I'll leave it to you!"

"Shameless!" Yan Yumo and the others thought simultaneously.

Clearly afraid, yet speaking so grandly.

They wanted to ask Jiang Han, can you be any more shameless?!

While they were talking, several small black dots appeared in the sky in the distance, quickly growing larger.

All of them were flying in the air, at least Wu Wang level!

Boom!

Several powerful auras pressed down, arriving before the people. It seemed they were determined to snatch the treasures.

However, although the auras were powerful, they dissipated completely upon landing.

"Hmm?"

The leader's expression changed, his eyes revealing a hint of caution. His gaze immediately focused downward.

One glance, and his face changed drastically!

Eight corpses lay on the ground, completely lifeless. The appearance of these eight men made the leader even more shocked!

Cold sweat instantly dripped down his forehead. He had sensed a massive energy surge from the Black Evil Sect, thinking it was another sect attacking. He wanted to take advantage of the situation, but he never expected to see this scene.

All the Wu Wang experts of the Black Evil Sect had perished!

His gaze swept over, and he focused on Old Yun. Among the people below, the only one he couldn't see through was this white-robed old man.

Seemingly sensing his gaze, Old Yun slightly raised his head, their eyes meeting, a faint smile on his face.

Just one glance, and the leader's body trembled violently, his pupils contracting sharply.

"Can't provoke!"

In an instant, he made up his mind.

"Go!" Without any hesitation, the leader waved his hand, his figure rapidly speeding back in the direction they came from.

The few people who followed him, though puzzled, did not dare to disobey and hurriedly followed.

At this moment, Old Yun finally spoke, his voice seeming to come from the heavens, calm but making the leader's hair stand on end.

"Since you're here, why not come down and chat for a while?"