Zheng Jun, being sharp-minded, immediately sensed Mo Xinghe's state. He swiftly launched a punch towards Mo Xinghe's chest, snatching the Youlong Sword with his other hand!
"This is the legendary Youlong, one of the most formidable swords in existence! Truly extraordinary!"
Having lost the Youlong Sword, Mo Xinghe's spirit plummeted. His heart was filled with despair, and he drifted like a withered leaf in the wind.
"Sect Leader Mo!"
The disciples of the Four Great Sects, gathered together, watched their revered war god fall. They felt as if the sky had caved in, and that escape today was impossible.
"Fourth Brother, the mission is now a complete success. From now on, the Western Desolate Desert will be free of these ants obstructing us."
Wei Dongfeng was overjoyed, holding the delicate and fragile Yao Yuesheng in his arms, his face filled with lewdness.
"Indeed. From now on, in this Western Desolate Desert, we Grey Wolves will roam freely without any inhibitions!"
Green-faced Ghost said, "No, we haven't completely secured the desert yet. After all, there are more than just these Four Great Sects in the West Desolate."
"I don't like your talk of crisis. These Four Great Sects were the backbone. Without their support, what waves can others make?"
Ge Lin pinned Huang Yue Wuliti beneath him, showing no trace of pity.
"Don't forget, they still have their three Sect Leaders. Those three are no weaker than Mo Xinghe. Their sects have stood for hundreds, even thousands, of years. I don't believe they have no foundation."
Zheng Jun finished speaking, pointing the Youlong Sword at Mo Xinghe, his heart filled with elation. "However, we've at least dealt with the most troublesome man. The remaining three are nothing to worry about. We fought this battle brilliantly."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's capture these people and go back to claim our reward. Moreover, a moment of spring night~" Wei Dongfeng reached out his withered hand towards Yao Yuesheng's delicate and fair cheek, his face a picture of lewdness.
Zheng Jun, however, raised his hand and said, "Our main mission here wasn't to capture these scoundrels, but rather this."
He pointed behind the building. As everyone looked on in confusion, Zheng Jun explained slowly, "Our detector just discovered an unimaginable energy index. I feel that thing is located just beyond there."
Upon mentioning the energy index that had pushed the detector's needle past its limit (the Grey Wolves' special detector could sense energy indices in unknown areas; the higher the index, the greater the probability of finding objects like energy cores within).
"This is the first time the energy index instrument has broken the scale. Hmph, I wonder what extraordinary thing it is."
Green-faced Ghost's expression turned solemn. After all, with such an off-the-charts energy index, it was uncertain whether they could subdue it.
"Since we've come this far, wouldn't it be a shame not to investigate thoroughly? Furthermore, if we unearth a remarkable energy core, our status might surpass that of the other three!"
Zheng Jun gripped the Youlong, his eyes gleaming with greed.
Mo Xinghe and the others felt a pang of sorrow. After all, this was a blessed land left by their predecessors, a legacy of the Four Great Sects. If these things were taken by these four men, the reputation of the Four Great Sects would surely...
More than that, how could they face their ancestors after death!
At this thought, Mo Xinghe suddenly erupted with an incredibly violent surge of true qi, forcing Zheng Jun back five to six meters!
"You plunderers, disrupting order, and now you wish to defile our sacred land. Mo Xinghe, even if it costs me my life, I will fight you to the bitter end today!"
As soon as his words fell, Mo Xinghe casually waved his hand, and over a dozen long swords unsheathed themselves, pointing directly at the Four Kings.
"Order?" Zheng Jun roared with laughter. "Order is determined by people. You garbage that should have been eliminated long ago are only fit to be our nourishment."
Zheng Jun wielded the Youlong, his left fist slamming towards Mo Xinghe like a fiery meteorite. However, Mo Xinghe's true qi was too powerful; fire-elemental abilities alone could not defeat him. In his rage, he frantically thrust the Youlong Sword, and the malevolent sword instantly tore through Mo Xinghe's rampant true qi, cleaving open Mo Xinghe's abdomen with a single strike!
With his abdomen breached, his true qi vanished into nothingness. The long swords that had been flying through the air clanged to the ground. Mo Xinghe also knelt down, looking devoutly towards the direction behind the building.
If the disciples had held any residual hope before, that hope was now extinguished with this single sword strike.
"Garbage, only fit to be our fuel," Zheng Jun declared, stepping on Mo Xinghe's head as if extinguishing the flames of the disciples of the Four Great Sects.
"Let's go, it's time for the harvest."
Green-faced Ghost led the other two kings, slowly heading towards the building. But at that moment, Han Ling Shuang, carrying Ren Yuan Hao, stumbled out of a cave.
All she could see was devastation, swirling ice shards, toppled Dragon Cypresses, shattered ice beds, and even their Senior Disciple, the Saintess Yao Yuesheng, the peerless Yuan Che, and Mo Xinghe himself captured by strange men!
"What, what is this?"
As soon as she spoke, she heard Tang Feng roar, "Junior Sister, hurry and leave!"
"Leave?" Han Ling Shuang still hadn't processed the situation before her.
As they spoke, the Three Kings had already surrounded her.
Green-faced Ghost said coldly, "Little sister, you came from inside, didn't you?"
Han Ling Shuang slowly retreated, the man in her arms seeming to have lost all warmth, like a corpse.
"I'm asking you a question, didn't you hear me?"
Green-faced Ghost extended his dark green hand, a claw flashing with poison gas, emitting a heart-palpitating glow.
"Who... who are you?"
Han Ling Shuang was now cornered. The voices of Tang Feng, Bai Zhan Chen, and others were like the howling wind in a downpour.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's us asking you, garbage."
The three pressed forward relentlessly.
"You, you did this? You're too much!"
Han Ling Shuang's true qi surged backward, displaying a violent true qi that surpassed the Foundation Establishment realm. It was incredibly pure, even comparable to Yuan Che!
"Ooh, looks like we have a little tigress."
Wei Dongfeng had already appeared beside her, but Han Ling Shuang pointed her sword at him, the qi surging towards his chest with bone-chilling coldness!
Wei Dongfeng turned pale with shock and retreated repeatedly. However, looking at his chest, he found it already wounded by her sword qi, causing intense pain.
Seeing this, the little sparks of extinguished hope were rekindled.
However, Han Ling Shuang was only one person, and having just broken through to the Foundation Establishment realm, her true qi was unstable. After this move, she was like a spent arrow, and immediately slumped to the ground. Ge Lin and Green-faced Ghost seized the opportunity and captured her.
"Hmph, so beautiful, yet a tigress that can't be touched."
Wei Dongfeng's lust was reawakened, coupled with his loss of face in front of everyone. He immediately lunged forward, intending to take liberties. Unexpectedly, Ren Yuan Hao, who had been in a coma, yawned and stood up as if possessed.
He possessed no true qi at this moment, his abilities completely concealed. He appeared like an ordinary person. However, as Wei Dongfeng was about to do something shameful to Han Ling Shuang, Ren Yuan Hao flickered, extending his index finger to flick Wei Dongfeng's forehead. Wei Dongfeng didn't even notice. Immediately after, the whole person seemed to have been struck by a powerful punch, flying backward like a kite with a broken string!
"You two, who dies first?"