Xu Wendong’s words were like a clap of thunder on a clear day, crashing down upon Liu Yuansong, Shadow, and Wang Tong.
In an instant.
The three of them were struck as if by lightning, frozen in place as if they were under an immobilization spell.
Terror spread rapidly in their eyes like a surging tide.
At the sa ti, their bodies seed to instinctively react, as goosebumps quickly covered them, and each pore exuded a chill.
In their hearts, waves of shock were churning, unable to be cald for a long ti.
They had never imagined that this ordinary-looking world was actually an independently existing minor world?
According to historical records, once soone becos the controller of a minor world, their destiny becos tightly intertwined with it, like the most resilient vines entwining a towering tree.
Unless the minor world is destroyed with it, no one in the world can take their life.
For a mont, their hearts were filled with intense regret, like a flood threatening to drown them.
Because this cruel truth was vastly different from what they had previously understood.
All along, they had naively believed this to be rely a rare spatial magic treasure, precious but not invincible.
But who could have expected, this was actually a minor world detached from the mundane!
If they had known earlier that Xu Wendong was the ruler of this minor world, even if Liu Yuansong and the others were given a thousand or ten thousand guts, they would not dare to harbor thoughts of killing Xu Wendong.
Even the slightest such thought would be imdiately extinguished in its cradle.
On the side, Zhen Jing also wore a look of shock.
It was only at this mont that he truly understood the profound aning of what Si Yao had previously said, "Your path has widened, and it has also extended further."
Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but feel secretly relieved, relieved that he had stood in front of Xu Wendong at the critical mont, rather than choosing betrayal like Liu Yuansong and the others.
Otherwise, his end would have been miserable beyond compare, akin to falling into an endless abyss, never to be recovered.
"One wrong step, every step wrong!" Liu Yuansong sighed with a voice full of helplessness and regret, the sound like the last elegy of his life.
With that sigh, his breath gradually dissipated, and he slowly closed his eyes, his life coming to an end.
"Young Master Xu, it was Liu Yuansong who forced to betray you. Please have rcy and spare my life. I am willing to serve you like an ox or horse to atone for my sins!" Wang Tong, full of terror, fell to his knees with a thud, his eyes filled with a desire to live.
He kowtowed repeatedly, the thud of his forehead hitting the ground echoing sharply in the silent space, each tap like a death knell for his cris.
"Was it really Liu Yuansong who threatened you to betray ?" Xu Wendong’s lips curled into a cold smile, as frosty as winter, devoid of any warmth.
His gaze carried an intriguing glint, as if seeing through to the cowardice and hypocrisy deep in Wang Tong’s soul: "Senior Brother Wang Tong, you seem to forget that I am the master of this minor world, and everything that happens here is within my control, nothing escapes my eyes."
He paused, his tone becoming even colder, "For instance, how you incited Liu Yuansong to kill and seize the treasure for this ugly conduct!"
Wang Tong was covered in fear, beads of sweat as large as beans rolling down like raindrops from his forehead, his lips trembling, mumbling incessantly: "I was wrong, I was wrong..."
Boom!
However, before he could finish speaking, a bolt of lightning, like a silver snake, tore through the night sky without warning.
That lightning seed to be an angry judgnt from the Nine Heavens, carrying the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, instantly tearing through the darkness, striking Wang Tong with unmatched montum.
In an instant, the light shone brilliantly, the dazzling light seed to illuminate the entire world.
Wang Tong’s body under this terrifying power did not even have ti to resist, and was instantly reduced to ashes, swept away by the whirlwind, disappearing without a trace.
Thus he paid the most severe price for his unforgivable mistake, as if he had never existed in this world.
Xu Wendong’s gaze slowly moved to the Shadow nearby.
Only to see Shadow in a black robe, his posture upright yet exuding an aura of mystery.
He wore a mask on his face, as black as the night, hiding any expression, but beneath the mask, his eyes revealed his complicated inner world, a mix of fear, regret, and unwillingness.
"You, too, deserve to die many tis over, but since you belong to the Immortal King, your sins shall be judged by him when he awakens!" Xu Wendong’s expression was indifferent, his words light but resonating like a heavy hamr in the silent space.
But this did not an Xu Wendong forgave the Shadow’s sins.
Just after he finished speaking, an invisible force, like a surging tide, swept toward the Shadow.
The Shadow felt a pressure upon him like Mount Tai, and his Daluo Golden Immortal peak cultivation level was as fragile as an ant in the face of this power.
In an instant, his cultivation was suppressed to a mortal realm, his vast spiritual power within dissipating like the ebbing tide, leaving only infinite weakness.
His body trembled uncontrollably, like a leaf shivering in a gale, ready to be crushed at any mont.
"Senior Brother Zhen Jing, from now on, you can manage these people for !"
Xu Wendong was a man of clear rewards and punishnts, and although Zhen Jing had not left a good impression on him before.
In this mont of life and death, right and wrong, Zhen Jing stood firm in his principles.
For Xu Wendong, this was enough.
It was precisely this quality in Zhen Jing that Xu Wendong appreciated.
Thus he decided to entrust him with the responsibility of managing the inhabitants of the minor world.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Xu, for your trust. I will not disappoint your expectations!" Zhen Jing, upon hearing this, was excited, his face flushed red, his eyes sparkling with excitent and gratitude.
He never expected that Xu Wendong would trust him so much, conferring such an important responsibility on him.
Xu Wendong glanced at Si Yao and the others, a touch of tenderness in his eyes: "Let’s go, we’re heading back to Lingyan Pavilion!" With that, a cloud appeared under his feet, carrying Si Yao, Lu Shuling, Xue Yan, Song Ziwei, and others towards Lingyan Pavilion.
Upon returning to Lingyan Pavilion, Xu Wendong followed Si Yao into the hall where she cultivated, where an official chamber crafted from Ten Thousand Year Profound Ice lay quietly, emanating a chilling aura.
Xu Wendong looked at Si Yao with difficulty, unable to help but say, "Are you sure you want to dual cultivate with the Immortal King?"
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