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Retracting his soul consciousness, his palms crazily danced on the strings of the zither while the demonic energy continued to envelop the zither. For a time, the wind rose and the clouds churned. It was so oppressive that it seemed as if the royal family was being crushed.

His black hair fluttered in the wind, and his robes fluttered. Yi Zhou was currently immersed in his own devilish dao concept, causing the entire space to seem as if only the whistling of the wind and the sound of the zither remained.

Although Yi Zhou was a demon, he did not do it for the sake of killing. He did it for the sake of his own Dao, for the sake of his teacher's kindness.

He believed that the clear, quiet, and ancient zither would kill and shatter this ruthless heaven for him!

Not long after, the quiet zither seemed to have recalled Yi Zhou's heart and became much quieter. The strings of the zither, combined with the demonic energy, crazily played the Profound Appraisal of Gods and Demons.

This is... The Mysterious Entrances of Gods and Demons!

When the song was released, Heaven's light was unstoppable!

As Yi Zhou's angry roars fell, the entire space was affected by the zither music, the scene was extremely grand. The fire lion's aura on Luo Cangqiong's body suddenly rose to the limit, transforming into reality as it roared.

His fists casually hit the space around him, but it was as if there was an invisible barrier imprisoning him. This zither music had the power to seal the heavens and cover the earth.

Damn it! Luo Tian's expression was quite wonderful. His originally indifferent face had now turned fierce like a wolf's, and his red eyes looked as if they were about to shoot out blood.

Prison Tianyin!

The devilish aura on Yi Zhou's body became even more concentrated, to the extent that it made people feel somewhat terrifying. His aura had already passed through the veins and stepped into the Heaven's Illumination, yet after that, as if he didn't have a bottom line, it still continued to rise.

Pfft! Another mouthful of fresh blood was spat out, and Yi Zhou's face instantly became as pale as paper. The fresh blood splashed onto the clear and quiet guqin, and the guqin seemed to have sensed something, as it emitted a buzzing sound, as though it was lamenting.

Mo Fan. Mu Qinggruo called out, tears brimming in her beautiful eyes.

Big brother Mo Fan. Qing'Er was also tearing up. Looking at Mo Fan's mournful back, she felt extremely sad.

Xiao Wuchen did not say anything. He hated himself for being incapable, and actually wanted his own disciple to endure all of this.

The people below watched the scene quietly, they naturally knew who Yi Zhou was doing it for, for whom Xiao Wuchen had such a disciple, and had no regrets in his life.

Yi Zhou, burn all the spiritual energy around his body? Are you courting death? Luo Cangqiong's gaze abruptly contracted as he shouted out angrily. He could clearly see that on top of Yi Zhou's body, a dark black flame was starting to spread out.

I've said it before, my faction will personally kill you today. As for the price, I can afford it, but you can't! Yi Zhou suddenly laughed, and fresh blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

As his ten fingers danced in the air, the clear zither also seemed to resonate with him. The zither strings flashed with a bright light as the sound wave of a heavenly imprisonment pressed down on Luo Tian.

The crowd was thunderstruck. The sound of the Prison Emperor's voice was actually capable of tearing apart the meat of Luo Tian. One could very well imagine how terrifying that might be. If they were in his place, they would have been crushed into dust in an instant.

Rumble … Luo Tian roared out in anger, the scarlet flames on his body began to burn as his source spirit separated from his body, as if it was being separated by the sound wave.

Roar! The Blazing Demon Lion gave a pitiful roar as its solid beast body began to collapse. Its source spirit broke into pieces, creating an extremely horrifying scene.

As the source spirit separated, everyone knew that Luo Tian had been crippled!

Ahhh …

Losing his source spirit meant that he had lost his foundation as a cultivator. Luo Cangtian roared in rage. He hated the fact that the Dao he had pursued his entire life had been destroyed just like that. And yet, it had actually been so exposed.

Luo Tian lay paralyzed on the ground, gasping for breath like a dead dog. His eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness as they brimmed with tears of regret.

In the air, Yi Zhou's face was as white as paper. He stopped playing the zither, and spat out another mouthful of blood, the Demonic Qi on his body started to dissipate at an alarming rate, at the same time, the Spirit Qi around his body disappeared, there were no longer any traces of Spiritual Qi fluctuations, he was like a cripple.

You actually did not hesitate to cripple your cultivation and want to kill me for Xiao Wuchen? Luo Cangqiong stared at Yi Zhou, and said coldly.

Yi Zhou did not reply. He put away the zither and slowly stood up. Although he had lost his cultivation, his injuries were not serious and he could barely hold on.

Mo He, Luo Tian Xing, what are you two still standing there for? Yi Zhou's eyes flashed, as he said coldly.

Mo He's body stiffened. It was finally his turn? King Luo had lost. He knew that he would never have the chance to live on. Today, his death was destined!

I'll cripple my own cultivation! Mo He suddenly started laughing. His laughter was filled with disappointment and regret. He regretted bullying his youth. He regretted helping the evil.

Luo Tian Xing didn't say anything. He just raised his hand and destroyed his own cultivation.

After the royal family had finished dealing with all of them, what was left was the Shocking King Palace, the Li Yun Sect and the Xu Family.

He Gufeng, Ye Hanxuan, and Ye Yunxiao. Yi Zhou pointed it out and ordered, ”cripple it. Then, bring Luo Cangtian, Luo Tianxing, and Mo He with you and leave this place.

As soon as he finished his words, Yi Zhou stepped onto the black feathered eagle in a flash, and once again carried Xiao Wuchen on his back.

At this moment, he no longer had that demon-like cold aura from before. His clear and clean black eyes were filled with gentleness.