This time, Miao Nanzi had reached a dead end.
I watched him continuously cast spells at the exit, all to no avail.
I shouted at him:
"Demon priest, your death day has arrived!"
There was a hint of excitement in my voice.
Upon hearing me speak like this, Miao Nanzi panicked completely.
He no longer engaged in witty banter, instead turning to the surrounding Changsheng Hui demons and saying:
"Quickly, strike with all your might, we must escape this place..."
The demons, upon receiving the order, also went mad, yelling "Aoo aoo" as they attacked the green light barrier.
However, they were utterly incapable of breaking through this green light barrier. All their curses were like mud cows entering the sea, having no effect whatsoever.
At the same time, the Wudi Laomu stepped forward.
From afar, I could already feel Wudi Laomu's rage.
And the terrifying energy fluctuations emanating from him, while not as intense as that of the Dao Alliance Leader Cangsong Zhenren, were certainly not much weaker.
"Since you have come to my Wudi Cave, none of you shall leave!"
With that! Wudi Laomu's expression darkened, and he fiercely swung his nine-section whip.
In an instant, a vast surge of demonic energy suddenly vibrated out.
Beneath this whip, a phantom giant rat actually appeared.
The giant rat stood on its hind legs in the void, its mouth agape, raising a pair of paws and slamming them down towards the group of Changsheng Hui demons.
The Changsheng Hui demons were all in a panic upon seeing this.
Including Miao Nanzi, they all raised their weapons, claws, and magical artifacts to defend themselves.
For a moment, black energy surged to the sky, and malevolent aura permeated the air.
Immediately after, the two energies collided with a "bang" sound.
It was as if this Wudi Cave itself swayed a few times.
The powerful explosion and the violent surge of qi sent the Changsheng Hui demons flying back.
Several lurking Yin demons and sinister spirits who were at the forefront were instantly annihilated, their souls scattered...
Wudi Laomu's strike directly caused the final defense of the Changsheng Hui to crumble.
Wudi Laomu did not hesitate, shouting to the Grey Immortals beside her:
"Kill them all, and with their blood, cleanse the temple..."
"Yes, Laomu!"
"Kill!"
"..."
The surrounding Grey Immortals responded in unison, swarming forward like a flock of birds.
Uncle-Master saw this and also shouted to us:
"Kill!"
With that! Uncle-Master took the lead, raising his broadsword and charging into the midst of the Changsheng Hui demons.
The few of us did not dare to delay, and we all moved to attack.
The Changsheng Hui demons, except for those mindless ghost slaves, were almost scared witless.
At this moment, they had no intention of resisting.
Facing the assault from the Grey Immortals led by Wudi Laomu, they were utterly unable to withstand it.
In a single exchange, they were routed, suffering heavy casualties.
Among them, we too were continuously harvesting the lives of the Changsheng Hui demons.
Miao Nanzi retreated continuously, surrounded by the remaining nine ghosts.
At this very moment, he was utterly desperate.
What was originally a great situation had been completely reversed by the arrival of our group.
Now, even he himself had fallen into a desperate plight.
Watching his subordinates fall one by one.
Miao Nanzi finally could not sit still, shouting loudly:
"Wudi Laomu, this Daoist priest surrenders!"
Compared to the Crow Daoist, this Miao Nanzi valued his life even more.
At this critical juncture of life and death, he had lost the final defiance of the Crow Daoist.
However, the only response to Miao Nanzi's plea was Wudi Laomu's cold voice:
"The moment he stepped into the temple, your fate was sealed!"
As she spoke, Wudi Laomu attacked again.
This time, Wudi Laomu headed directly for Miao Nanzi.
Miao Nanzi was flustered, and his seven protective ghosts all rushed forward.
With the Grey Family's Great Elder present, there was still someone who could confront Wudi Laomu.
But with the Grey Family's Great Elder dead, there was no one left who could withstand Wudi Laomu's assault.
In just a single exchange, the seven ghosts all let out miserable cries.
Facing a super demon with the cultivation of a Human King, how could the seven ghosts possibly resist?
In the blink of an eye, all seven ghosts were sent flying.
Two of them even fell not far in front of us.
Severely injured.
Such "lamp oil" was too good to pass up.
I raised my peach wood sword and swung it at one of them.
That fierce ghost instinctively raised its claws to block, but in its haste, how could it possibly resist?
The sword light descended.
With a "bang" explosion, one fierce ghost was directly cleaved apart by me.
Old Mo, beside me, also swung an axe at another.
The result was the same; it was also reduced to scattered souls with a single axe strike.
The remaining few of Miao Nanzi's protective ghosts were also surrounded by the other Grey Immortals, and were cut down with multiple blades.
Miao Nanzi, in his astonishment, before he could even make a move, was already grabbed by the throat by Wudi Laomu.
At this instant, Miao Nanzi's eyes were filled with terror.
His entire face turned into strands of straw, continuously falling downwards.
He stammered fearfully:
"Wudi, Wudi Laomu, spare, spare my life, I, I am willing, willing to serve you, to serve you with all my might, to spill my blood..."
Miao Nanzi, this Daoist priest who pursued immortality, was truly afraid of death.
Facing the oppressive might of Wudi Laomu, he completely abandoned his dignity, begging for mercy.
Alas, Wudi Laomu's intent to kill had been ignited, let alone his pleas.
Now, no amount of begging would help.
Wudi Laomu's expression darkened, and she merely let out a cold snort:
"Die!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Wudi Laomu's demonic energy surged, and rolling demonic energy enveloped Miao Nanzi.
Miao Nanzi sensed death and suddenly cried out:
"No..."
The next second, Wudi Laomu exerted force with her hand.
With a "boom," Miao Nanzi's straw body instantly disintegrated.
And as it disintegrated, a ghostly black shadow shot out from that straw body with a "swoosh."
That was Miao Nanzi's last wisp of soul essence.
Before Wudi Laomu could make a move, I pointed my sword finger forward:
"Chi!"
Three peach wood swords let out three "swoosh" sounds, all piercing towards that black shadow essence...