At this moment, Mo Dazhong, who was carried away by his triumph, suddenly sensed a spatial anomaly, as if something was tearing through the air, tearing through the air around him, and thus tearing through him.
Mo Dazhong was greatly alarmed and hastily dodged to the side, but it was too late. Blood splattered as his left shoulder and arm were severed together.
Mo Dazhong cried out in pain, rolled onto the ground, and writhed and screamed on the earth, a truly tragic sight.
A crack appeared in the air, and Mo Qi's figure squeezed out from the rift, standing before Mo Dazhong with an air of elegance. He stepped on Mo Dazhong and said, "Didn't you want me to die?"
Sun Qian and the others cheered, and Ye Qingqing immediately stopped crying and smiled.
Ye Kui roared, "How dare you, you scoundrel!" He sent a cone-shaped magic artifact towards Mo Qi. Mo Qi casually conjured the Hunyuan Jindou and sent it out. A dark shadow spread, knocking the cone-shaped artifact away. Ye Kui's body also fell to the ground.
Ye Xiaogao immediately rushed over, attempting to help him up.
Mo Qi held his palm flat, and blue flames bloomed like flowers in his hand, flickering ceaselessly. Bloodlust and a chilling aura permeated the air silently.
Initially, Mo Dazhong glared at Mo Qi, with a look of facing death without fear.
Mo Qi flicked his hand, and the blue flames roared out, striking Mo Dazhong's wound.
Mo Dazhong let out another pig-like howl, rolling on the ground incessantly.
Mo Qi condensed another ball of fire in his hand.
Seeing this, Mo Dazhong immediately began to beg, "Your Highness, spare my life, Your Highness, spare my life. I believe you are the Third Prince Ye Yun, and I acknowledge your legitimate status. As long as you let me go, I will help you reclaim the throne."
Mo Qi directly blasted him with a ball of flame, making Mo Dazhong yelp, "Who do you think you are? Do I need your help to reclaim the throne? You're nothing but a pig."
Mo Dazhong pleaded again, "Back then, I followed the former king through thick and thin, making great contributions. You cannot cross the river and tear down the bridge, nor can you kill the donkey after it has served its purpose."
Mo Qi kicked him, "If only your loyalty had been unwavering. But now, all I see is indifference. Just now, you were resolutely telling me to die. Have you forgotten so quickly?"
"I was confused just then. I won't be anymore. I will only recognize you as my master. I will kill anyone who disrespects you," Mo Dazhong said, a little flustered.
Mo Qi snorted coldly, "My sister also begged you for mercy, pleading with you not to hurt her. Did you ever consider letting her go? You tormented her for tens of thousands of years and still wouldn't stop. It's clear how dark your hearts are."
"It has nothing to do with me. I never bullied her."
"But you also said just now that you wouldn't let me and Qingqing go. The reason you didn't bully Qingqing was because you felt it was unnecessary. You would have acted when the time was right."
Mo Dazhong fell silent, his eyes vacant, his face dejected.
Mo Qi took out the Sky-Opening Axe and brought it down with one strike, ending Mo Dazhong's sinful life.
At this moment, Ye Xiaogao helped Ye Kui up, and they slowly walked away.
"Stop, did I let you go?" a chilling voice, cold to the bone, sounded from behind.
Ye Xiaogao turned back tremblingly. The moment he turned, he was so terrified that his soul nearly flew out of his body.
Mo Qi had already appeared behind him.
Ye Kui, despite being injured, now stood in front of Ye Xiaogao, facing Mo Qi directly. "You two despicable wretches, know your limits. Killing one steward is one thing, but do you dare to kill us, father and son? Killing us means making an enemy of the entire Liuyun Tribe."
"Calling us despicable wretches, don't forget who originally conquered this land. Without my father, where would you have gotten such noble status? You are ungrateful and treacherous, seizing our lineage's rightful claim when we were vulnerable, and abusing my family. You are beyond redemption. Facing your heinous actions against my family, I would not hesitate to confront the myriad realms, let alone a mere tribe," Mo Qi stated, his words resonating with power.
"You dare! Even if you kill us, your family will never rise again."
"Even if I cannot rise again, I will still kill you," Mo Qi said coldly.
His eyes shot out a cold glint, and the bloodlust surged unprecedentedly. Mo Qi directly produced the Jade Plate of Creation, flipped to the top layer, and slammed it down. A white light flashed, engulfing Ye Kui's body.
Ye Kui vanished into thin air.
Ye Xiaogao's face turned ashen with fear. He scrambled away, trying to escape, "You lunatic!"
Mo Qi calmly followed, maintaining a distance of about ten feet behind him, and said indifferently, "Are you in despair? Can you understand Qingqing's situation over these tens of thousands of years?"
Ye Xiaogao was beside himself with fear, only running, falling, getting up, and running again.
"Answer me, are you in despair?" Mo Qi quickened his pace, coming up behind Ye Xiaogao.
Ye Xiaogao was almost ready to give up, about to collapse.
At this moment, light and energy flashed ahead, and figures moved like shuttles as a group of people sped towards them.
Ye Xiaogao saw hope again.
He knew who was coming – those who would save him, and those who would eliminate this person claiming to be Ye Yun.
Ye Xiaogao still had tears in his eyes, but now he smiled.
He felt he was saved, and in the end, he would be the victor.
However, at this moment, Mo Qi took out the Jade Plate of Creation, testing which angle to slam it down from.
Ye Xiaogao could not see this at the time; he was still smiling.
But the people speeding towards him could see it clearly.
The leader of the approaching group was Ye Wei. They shared the same surname, and by generation, Ye Yun should call him uncle, though not a blood relative.
Ye Wei saw this and shouted in alarm, "Stop! You dare to kill people, I will make sure you are ground to dust."
The people behind him also shouted, "What kind of lowly creature are you? Stop! If you don't want to die, behave yourself."
"So much chattering, truly annoying!"
Mo Qi flicked his ear, and the Jade Plate of Creation slammed down without hesitation.
Ye Xiaogao instantly turned into nothingness!
"Ah!" Ye Wei screamed, almost going mad.
He had never expected that the other party would dare to kill someone despite his repeated warnings.
This was a blatant disregard for the Liuyun Tribe, a disrespect towards himself.
"You are dead, beast. I will skin you, dismember you, and scatter your remains." Ye Wei roared.
The others also flew into a rage, "Kill him! We cannot let him escape today, no matter what."
Er Zhulin, seeing wave after wave of enemies approaching, felt a bit apprehensive. She looked at Mo Qi and said, "My King, if we continue fighting like this, when will it end? Should we… endure for a while?"
Mo Qi replied calmly, "I didn't ask you to follow me. If you're afraid of getting into trouble, then leave quickly."
Yu Quanlin also moved to Zi Luo's side, "Princess, let's go. Don't follow him anymore. If we continue to follow him, we'll be implicated. He's bound to die playing this way."
Zi Luo glared at him but said nothing. Yu Quanlin felt bored and retreated.
At this moment, Ye Wei and his entourage had arrived. All those accompanying him were his retainers, along with an elder-like figure.
Ye Wei, with veins bulging on his forehead, pointed at Mo Qi, "Who are you, daring to come to my territory and kill people?"
Mo Qi raised an eyebrow, "I am Ye Yun. Lord Ye, does your backside still hurt after tens of thousands of years?"
Ye Wei was stunned into silence.