C1665 (1/2)

By the time Nanshan, Nightingale, and Luo Chen had jointly blasted down a pitch-black sun, Wu Yu had already disposed of the last black sun.

After the three black suns had been destroyed, the Three Black Suns Soul Burst Melody completely disappeared without a trace. It no longer had any effect on Wu Yu and the rest.

The four of them surrounded the Devil's Note with grave expressions on their faces.

If Wu Yu hadn't used the Ruyi Jingu Bang to shatter the black sun, they would've been unable to hold on for a long time.

As a result, they knew very well how terrifying the Primaltwin was. The Primaltwin grade magic guqin in his hands was definitely no ordinary item.

”Hehe, little bastards, you still have some skill. As expected of someone who even the ancestors are interested in.”

In the past, he had wanted to become the disciple of Patriarch Subhuti, but after going through so many obstacles and having many connections with the sect, he had finally managed to get Patriarch Subhuti to just barely accept him.

In the end, Wu Yu was only able to defeat the Star Gazing Emperor Immortal and become a disciple of the Martial Ancestor. In fact, Mo Li Yin had even heard that Wu Yu came to the Tristar Crescent Moon Cave after Martial Ancestor Chi had personally informed him. Otherwise, Wu Yu wouldn't have come here.

In other words, Wu Yu was invited personally by Patriarch Subhuti. This made Mo Li Yin feel even more uncomfortable.

What right did he have to go through so many hardships while Wu Yu was so simple?

He didn't think that even if he was the same as Wu Yu when he was fighting against the Immortal Emperor at the Nine Heavens Immortal King level, he still wouldn't be able to accomplish it. If it was Wu Yu's condition, then he wouldn't even be able to enter the tutelage of Patriarch Subhuti.

What else could he complain about?

But Mage Yin didn't care about that.

”In that case, all of you can go die now.”

A bloodthirsty and cruel look appeared in Mage Yin's black eyes. As he held the Demon Zither of Ancient Suppression in his hand and lightly played it, a sound wave that could shake the soul began to spread out.

The Divine Art of the Supreme Emperor, Ancient Suppression Soul Melody!

The devilish melody filled the air, as if countless soul threads were stirring the heartstrings of Wu Yu's group of four. As the sound of the zither rang out, all four of them felt their hearts tremble, and their souls almost flew out of their bodies.

If their spirit souls were shaken, then their lives would also be gone. This Mage Yin's attack was actually this heavy!

Even if it was Wu Yu, whose entire body was now shining with a golden light, and the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand continued to send out more and more powerful attacks, he still couldn't hold on any longer. Under the opponent's soul shaking sonic wave attacks, he was forced to retreat step by step, and his mind was in extreme pain, as if the entire world was being turned upside down.

”AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Nan Shan was the first to give up. He screamed miserably, and the human form immediately bled from all seven orifices, and his soul almost flew out of his body. He could not even hold the Golden Treasure Aura in his hands properly, and had just released the nine Astral Sky divine tool.

Facing this ancient soul melody, they had no way of defending themselves. Their cultivation base had not even reached the peak of the Great Void Immortal Realm, and they were only in the middle of the Great Void Immortal Realm. Now that they were facing the powerful attack of a second Immortal Emperor, they naturally couldn't block it.

Wu Yu struggled to open his eyes and hold his head, barely able to see the three people of the Full Moon Sect. Right now, they were in dire straits, and if this continued, their spirit souls might really be scattered all over the place.

”Does this ancient soul song taste good? This was the result of resisting! Originally, I only wanted to teach you guys a good lesson, but now, it seems that you all deserve to die. ” Mage Yin coldly snorted and said.

His voice carried with it a demonic sound that continuously swept over, enveloping Wu Yu and the other three within it.

Ever since Mo Li Yin broke through to the Immortal Emperor Stage, he had never encountered any resistance from anyone below the Emperor Immortal Stage.

All immortals, even those at the level of the Nine Heaven Immortal King, were completely respectful to the Emperor Immortal. How could they be like Wu Yu, daring to defy him and rebel against him?

Therefore, he was furious from the bottom of his heart.

Mi Li Yin wanted to teach Wu Yu a lesson. Even if he couldn't be killed, he had to show him the respect he had for Di Xian.

At that time, whether or not Full Moon and Nanshan would die would have nothing to do with him. In any case, only Wu Yu was a disciple of Patriarch Subhuti. As for the other three, it would be fine if he killed them.

In fact, Wu Yu's resistance towards the soul song was much higher than Nanshan and Full Moon. After all, his cultivation base was several levels higher than Nanshan and Full Moon.

Therefore, if Mo Li Yin wanted to stop the soul song when Wu Yu was on the verge of death, Nanshan and Full Moon would undoubtedly die.

Not to mention that Wu Yu hadn't reached the level of Di Xian.

In the Heavenly Court, only after becoming an Emperor Immortal would one's status evolve. If an Emperor Immortal died, that would be a huge matter. However, Wu Yu had yet to reach the level of an Emperor Immortal, so even if he accidentally killed him, so what?

At most, he would be punished for a period of time, and since he was the immortal immortal immortal god, he had nothing to be afraid of, as long as he could continue being carefree after the punishment was over.

Wu Yu and the other three felt as if they were in a world of hell, each of them having a feeling that life and death were better than death. Although it was only their minds that were severely tortured, the kind of mental pain and the soul torture made them feel bone-deep pain, and it was ten thousand times worse than the pain of their bodies.