Seeing Lin Tang point toward the sky with a punchable expression that scread, "I've got you right where I want you," Mu Ping'an was filled with disdain. He couldn't even be bothered to lift his head for a look.
He sneered, "I don't care what kind of crap it is. Even if the King of Heaven himself ca today, he couldn't save you!"
"Oh? Is that so?" an extrely cold voice resounded from above.
"Hmm?" Mu Ping'an's eyelid twitched. Only then did he sharply look up. He had no idea what to expect, but a single glance was enough to frighten him so badly he felt like he might spontaneously combust.
It's actually... Long Tianji?! What is he doing here?
His heart sank into an abyss. Damn it, my big mouth just landed in hot water...
Just then, he heard Lin Tang's mocking voice. "Well, everyone heard you. You actually dared to call the Heavenly King 'crap.' I have to admit, I underestimated you. I never expected you to have guts of this magnitude! Tsk, tsk..."
"I didn't! I misspoke! I... I... that's not what I ant, I was clearly talking about..." Mu Ping'an denied frantically.
Lin Tang interrupted him. "What? Now you're trying to say the Heavenly King is worthless?"
"Yes, yes, yes, he's worthless..."
"Wow! First, you insult him, and now you're doing it a second ti! If you claim that was unintentional, the sun might as well rise from the west."
"You!!"
Mu Ping'an was on the verge of tears, trembling with fear. One part of him wanted to kowtow to Long Tianji and beg for rcy, while the other wanted to rip Lin Tang's damn mouth off. Why is he such a despicable bastard?
"Enough! All of you, shut up!"
Long Tianji descended from the sky, landing in the very center of the area. Or rather, wherever he stood automatically beca the center of attention.
"State Preceptor, sir!" The survivors of the Execution Team, filled with grievances, rushed to plead their case. "Thank goodness you're here! You have to help us!"
In their eyes, the Heavenly King clearly showed great deference to the Supre Pavilion, so he was surely on their side. He would definitely help his brothers get revenge!
Long Tianji—or more accurately, Lin Tang's avatar—had no regard for these strangers. He swept his gaze over them, then toward Shen Youling and Zhu Yingning, before finally locking his eyes back onto Lin Tang's main body and Mu Ping'an.
Putting on an act, he said, "Lin Tang, is this little squirt the Follower of the Evil God you ntioned?"
At that mont, Mu Ping'an certainly fit the description. He had spontaneously wilted, transforming from a towering, giant tree into a shriveled clump of deadwood. His leaves yellowed and fell in rustling piles. All traces of his previous madness and arrogance were gone.
On hearing this, Mu Ping'an's eyes bulged. "Lin Tang, you motherfucker! You actually reported ? I... I treated you like a brother-in-law! We're family! How could you do this to ? Don't you have a heart?!"
PFFT!
Zhu Yingning, who was still trying to calm her frantically pounding heart after surviving the ordeal, couldn't help but burst out laughing. "That's a far cry from what you were saying earlier. Don't you think it's a little late to be claiming family ties now?"
"Shut up, you bitch! Who gave you the right to speak?" Mu Ping'an roared, resentfully raising another branch to strike.
BANG!
With a casual wave of his hand, Lin Tang's avatar unleashed a torrent of flas that blasted Mu Ping'an through the air, snapping several of his branches. He crashed to the ground, spurting mouthfuls of green blood. In that one blow, more than half his life was gone.
"In my presence, a beautiful woman with a good figure clearly has more right to speak than you do," Lin Tang's avatar said with a straight face.
"Fuck!" Mu Ping'an seethed internally, not daring to say it aloud. That damnable Long Tianji! Do you have any dignity as a master? Aren't you ashad of being so lecherous?
But there was nothing he could do. Power made the rules, and he had to play by them.
Struggling to prop himself up, Mu Ping'an forced a smile. "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous. I will never dare to do so again! I beg for your magnanimity, Heavenly King. Please spare my life."
"aning, if I don't spare you, I'm not magnanimous? Are you trying to mock ?" Lin Tang's avatar's expression turned frosty.
With another chop of his hand, he sent a blade of force whistling through the air. Mu Ping'an's scalp went numb with terror, and he instinctively ducked his head like a turtle retracting into its shell. It was hard to say if the avatar's aim was off or if Mu Ping'an was just fast enough. The wave of energy flashed past without decapitating him, but it cleanly severed all the branches on his head. A fresh spray of green blood erupted from the stumps, fanning out like a morbid sprinkler.
"I wasn't mocking you! Are you dead set on killing ? This isn't fair!" Mu Ping'an shrieked in a mix of rage and terror. "We're both Followers of the Evil God! Why are you targeting instead of that bastard Lin Tang?"
At his words, Shen Youling grew nervous. The Heavenly King isn't going to kill Lin Tang over this, is he?
Lin Tang, however, felt no pressure at all. In fact, he found the situation quite amusing. "I never said I was a Follower of the Evil God."
"The whole world saw it on the news, yet you still deny it? If soone like you doesn't count, then I definitely don't! The one I believe in is the Demon Spirit Ancestor. Demon spirits and Evil Gods are not the sa thing at all!" Mu Ping'an dropped to his knees and kowtowed. "Heavenly King, I beg you to see the truth! Please don't let him use you as a weapon to kill !"
"Demon Spirits? Evil Gods? I can hardly tell the difference," the avatar said coldly. "But I have always held one belief: 'Those who are not of my race are bound to have different hearts.' Therefore, anything that is not human and has the potential to harm many, many humans must die!"
"Then please, kill Lin Tang first!"
"The Evil God that possessed him has already been slain by , so there's no need for any further cleansing. As for you, if you can atone for your cris by luring out the Demon Spirit Ancestor backing you so I can kill it at least once, you will prove your willingness to cut all ties with it. Do that, and I can spare your life!"
"Uh..."
Mu Ping'an was rendered utterly speechless. After all, the relationship between Lin Tang and the Lord of Gluttony had never been one between a believer and their deity.
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