Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Hearing Ji Qi's words full of murderous intent, Immortal Lord Guangyuan was so frightened that his body trembled and his hind legs shook.

"I... I know I was wrong, but I didn't hurt anyone! I just wanted to scare them..."

"You want to take action, but you are powerless now. You have used up all the strength you have accumulated for a hundred years, and it is just to scare people. Even if you can take action, do you dare to do it?"

Guangyuan looked ashen. He was an immortal. If he dared to kill anyone in the Nine Netherworlds, he would be summoned to suffer the thunder calamity of the immortals. It would be hard to say whether he could survive then.

Seeing this, Xi Lingyi bit her lip tightly, stared at Ji Qi with fear and gloom, but could not say a word to refute.

She was also confused about her identity, but she knew that Immortal Lord Guangyuan was weak and could not kill anyone in Jiuyou.

This time, he just wanted to take advantage of the fact that no one knew about it and use a surprising tactic to defeat Jueya without spending a single soldier.

Who would have thought that a spirit from the monument of deification would suddenly appear halfway.

What made her even more jealous was that the spirit of the God-conferring Monument was so close to little Yi Chi!

Obviously, in previous situations like this, she always had a physique that was most attractive to spirit beasts and spirit objects.

Yi Chi looked around at the people, holding the big killer in his hand, and didn't know which chicken to start killing.

After thinking for a while, she raised her chin and pointed to the Tianjiao Ranking of Combat Power in the distance, "Little brat, what list do you see?"

Ji Qi was very surprised to hear Yi Chi talking to him. He immediately looked over attentively. After seeing the battle power list, he frowned and felt seriously offended.

Ji Qi pointed with her little hand, full of disgust, "What country chicken list? Smash it for me!"

Yi Chi fixed his eyes on Zhan Baixiao and said coldly, "Little brother said smash it, did you hear it?"

Zhan Baixiao's dry lips trembled slightly, not even daring to show his resentment. He hurriedly explained to Ji Qi: "These tablets are the result of our Baixiao Pavilion's efforts to collect information and rank them. They have been approved by the eight major forces and cannot be more objective..."

This is also the result of Baixiao Pavilion's hundred years of hard work.

Ji Qi was too impatient to listen to him anymore and interrupted him with his hands on his hips, "I don't care how you collect things. If you dare to get in my way, what else can you do but provocation? Smash them all!"

"Master Bai Xiao probably can't do it and needs help from outsiders. I'll do it for you." Wen Rense is a man who holds grudges, so he took action as soon as he got the chance.

Thousands of bright red silk threads seemed to have life, piercing through the gaps between the crowd.

Everyone only felt a slight chill on the side of their neck. Before they could see how the attack was made, they heard a loud bang as the stone tablet collapsed.

The air was covered with thick smoke and dust, and in the end not even a single stone was left of the monument that Baixiao Pavilion had worked so hard to build.

Finally, only the Monument to the Gods was left standing, and Yi Chi felt it was clean and pleasing to the eye.

Upon seeing this, Zhan Baixiao gasped for breath, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"Master! Master, how are you?" Mu Sheng and others crowded around him eagerly, pouring pills and taking his pulse.

Chu Yi heard the noise, raised his eyelids and told the person behind him, "Pavilion Master Zhan couldn't bear it and fainted. Give him an injection to cure his illness."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The old doctor stepped out again with a serious face and took out a long and thick needle.

Before he had taken two steps, Zhan Baixiao groaned and woke up, staring at Chu Yi with resentment and anger, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Do the Emperor and Jueya have to kill them all?"

The little disciple behind him was sobbing with fear. At first glance, the scene looked like an old village chief at the end of his rope protecting a group of young boys and girls from a bully who was stealing their flowers.

Chu Yi narrowed his narrow eyes, without any emotion in them, and coldly pronounced a death sentence, "I hope that from today on, there will be no Bai Xiao Pavilion in Jiuyou."

Either disband or die.

It's all over.

Zhan Baixiao's legs went limp, but fortunately he was caught by the disciple behind him. He looked at Xi Lingyi, Lord Lingyun and others with his last hope.

Xi Lingyi was already very worried about Guangyuan Immortal Lord's exposure, so he would not bother with a useless chess piece. Chi Li had nothing to do with Bai Xiao Pavilion, so he also kept silent.

Jiemie Daozun frowned heavily, "Pavilion Master Zhan just said a few wrong words, why should we disband the sect?"

Lord Lingyun also gave kind advice.

"It is not easy to establish a sect, and it is even more difficult to keep it alive. The Emperor might as well show some leniency and give them a way out. Let them make compensation and never appear in front of Yueyao and Jueya again."

This statement won the resonance of some sect leaders, who nodded in agreement.

Chu Yi smiled indifferently as if he had heard a joke from hell, "It's not appropriate to talk about mercy with a man who has destroyed a country and a clan."

People who have experienced losing everything will be more stressed out by the same risks than others.

What's more, if Yueyao and Jueya were successfully forced to kneel down in front of everyone, what would be the difference between that and a general offering a city or a king kneeling in surrender?

It is no less than an unprecedented social blow.

"Are you all kind and tolerant, or have you done something wrong and are fearful inside, feeling grief-stricken over the loss of others?" Chu Yi's cold gaze swept across the crowd, and those who had just relied on Guangyuan Immortal Lord to shout at them lowered their heads in fear.

In their hearts, they were glad that they were hidden in the crowd, but suddenly they heard the other party say coldly: "It doesn't matter. Yueyao is not good at anything else, but the city passes are well guarded, and the painters are also very good."

This means that these small sects are banned.

Looking again, there was indeed a black-robed Confucian cultivator behind Chu Yi, drawing with a magic pen expressionlessly, as if he was drawing a portrait.

These people suddenly opened their eyes wide in regret, feeling heartbroken but not daring to speak.

The Yueyao Empire is the strongest empire among the Nine Netherworlds. For hundreds of years, it has been able to attract a large number of top monks to settle in. This is not due to anything else, but the fact that children born in Yueyao have a certain chance of soul mutation.

Therefore, Yueyao became a treasure land that everyone in the entire Jiuyou flocked to, and even many descendants of the eight major forces came to settle in Yueyao.

Now, even Lord Lingyun and Lord Jiemie Dao were silent.

There was no room for maneuver in Bai Xiao Pavilion, and everyone was desolate and hopeless.

While Chu Yi was cleaning up Baixiao Pavilion and those small sects, the young boy and girl who had just betrayed their sect regretted their decision.

They didn't dare to look at Wenren Sejue's weird and dangerous face and could only pray to Mo Huaizun.

The purple-clothed youth fell to his knees with a thud, begging with a pale face.

"We...we were bewitched and blinded by greed. Please forgive me, Lord. From now on, I will be loyal to Jue Ya and will never have any other thoughts!"

Others followed suit and begged for mercy.

Song Yueqing crossed his arms, looked at them with disdain, and said to Yi Yuan: "Are these people only capable of kneeling and kowtowing?"

He kowtows when faced with a crisis and he also kowtows when he feels regretful. He is such a shameless coward.

Mo Huaizun's crow-feather eyelashes slightly folded, and his eyes were filled with coldness. He said, "If you had turned around and left just now, I would have looked at you with more respect."

At least there is still some dignity and self-awareness.

"If you don't get out of here, I'll start taking action." Wenren Sejue moved his fingers.

Having just witnessed the other party's power to destroy the stone tablet, these people were so scared that they immediately shut their mouths, lowered their heads, stood up and fled in shame.

After dealing with these small fish and shrimps, Mo Huaizun looked at Xi Lingyi coldly.

"How should Lord Lingxiao explain his fraud and deception to the world?"

Everyone looked at Xi Lingyi with displeasure. No one would be happy to be tricked like this.

Although Xi Lingyi knew that she was in the wrong, as the leader of the righteous path, she was unwilling to admit her mistake in public.

Besides, she has been with Immortal Lord Guangyuan for hundreds of years, so she must know some unknown things.

For example, although the origin of this stele spirit is unknown, it seems to have a strong aura of heaven and earth.

It is inseparable from the way of heaven.

This kind of existence, like the Immortal Lord Guangyuan, cannot attack mortals at will, so what is there for her to be afraid of?

After calming down, Xi Lingyi grasped the key point.

Facing the questioning, she sneered calmly: "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with what Guangyuan Immortal Lord said?"

"Since everything is correct, what explanation do I need to give?"

The immortal is a real immortal, the Monument to the Gods does confuse right and wrong, and Zhu Jiu is guilty of an unforgivable crime, without any fault at all.

“Hahaha, do you want to make me die of laughter?” Ji Qi laughed up to the sky, “I’ve been fed up with you guys talking nonsense in front of the Monument of the Gods for years!”

His cute little face turned serious and his childish voice suddenly became louder, vibrating the eardrums.

"My Lord said Zhu Jiuyou is a god, so she is a god!"

"Don't believe it? Then I will use the right time, right place, and right people to perform the Dust Life Tracing Truth Technique to check the past and make you scum face the reality!"

"So that you don't do anything all day and just come to bother me!"