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Chapter 727: Ancient Ancestor of the Underworld?

"--clang!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The longsword in the Dark Saint's hand snapped in two, and he himself was struck by the sword energy, flying backward and crashing heavily into the wall of the ancient temple.

By the time everyone came to their senses, a deep, bone-revealing sword wound had appeared on the other person's chest.

Pools of black blood were gushing from the wound.

"Holy Son!"

The six war servants wanted to rush over to help, but were stopped by Lin Dong and the others.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Han Li activated the final restriction, and his spiritual energy transformed into chains, firmly binding the Dark Saint.

The Dark Prince struggled desperately, only to find that the more he struggled, the tighter the chains binding him became.

"You lost..."

Shi Hao walked up to him step by step, looking down at him: "You're not qualified to scheme against us..."

The Dark Saint glared at Shi Hao, his eyes filled with resentment: "You think you've won? This is the ancient ruins of the Immortal Realm. My Netherworld has an ancient ancestor here. If you kill me, he will immediately sense it..."

Upon hearing this, Shi Hao suddenly laughed: "Your Netherworld's main base in the Sin Province has been overturned, so don't bring out a mere ancient ancestor hiding in the Immortal Ancient Ruins to embarrass yourself..."

The Dark Prince was taken aback.

He wanted to say something more, but by then the broken sword in his hand had already fallen!

"—Thump!"

As the broken sword in Shi Hao's hand fell, the head of the Dark Saint rolled to the ground with a thud.

Black blood gushed from the severed neck, splashing onto the stone slabs of the ancient temple with a hissing sound, corroding out tiny pits.

The Dark Prince's eyes widened.

He could not believe until his death that he, an ancient freak who had accumulated power over several eras and was the dark holy son of the underworld, would actually die at the hands of a sinful bloodstainer from the lower realm.

The ancient hall fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

The six servants paled instantly upon seeing the Dark Prince killed.

They had followed the Dark Saint for many years and knew how terrifying his strength was. Now that even he had been killed by Shi Hao with a single sword strike, how could they possibly be a match for these people?

"Come on..."

Without saying a word, one of the servants turned and rushed toward the palace gate.

The other five followed suit, desperately channeling their spiritual energy in an attempt to escape the ancient palace.

"Want to run?"

Shi Hao sneered and nodded at Han Li.

Han Li immediately understood, formed hand seals, and activated the hidden restrictions in the ancient hall.

next second.

Suddenly, the runes at the palace gate lit up, transforming into a light screen that bounced all six war servants back.

at the same time.

Countless streaks of spiritual energy shot out from the walls, the ground, and the ceiling, firmly binding the six people in mid-air.

"Let me go..."

The servants struggled desperately, but to no avail.

Lin Dong was the first to rush forward, punching one of the servants in the chest.

The servant screamed in agony as his body flew backward and crashed into the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Luo Feng, Qin Hao, and the others also joined in!

In just a few breaths.

The six servants of the Dark Prince all fell to the ground!

The ancient hall fell silent once more. The cultivators who had rushed in to seize the precious medicine were now collapsed on the ground, their faces pale and their bodies trembling.

They witnessed the Dark Prince being killed and his servants being slaughtered, and their hearts were filled with fear.

"It's over...we're finished..."

"This Shi Hao dared to kill even the Dark Saint, he definitely won't let us go..."

"I should never have come... What kind of holy medicine is this? It's clearly a death warrant!"

"Please, spare my life... I'm willing to give up everything!"

Everyone was filled with trepidation.

Some people even began to beg for mercy, willing to hand over all their cultivation resources, just hoping that Shi Hao would spare their lives.

Lin Dong walked to Shi Hao's side and asked in a low voice, "Brother Shi Hao, what should we do with these people? Should we kill them all as well?"

As he spoke, he made a throat-slitting gesture in front of Shi Hao.

Upon seeing this, the cultivators were terrified and nearly lost their minds again.

"Never mind, I'm not a bloodthirsty person..."

Shi Hao shook his head, directly rejecting Lin Dong's idea.

Lin Dong was taken aback: "Why not kill them? Are you worried that the forces behind them will cause you trouble in the future?"

"You think I'm afraid?"

Shi Hao smiled disdainfully, and then explained his reasons for not killing them: "Brother Zhu Chen said that there will be a great calamity in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in the future. I kept these people alive in the hope that they can fight for the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in the future. Besides, these people are all pitiful. They were all lured here by you, the Dark Saint, with precious medicine... If I kill them here, wouldn't I be indirectly helping that Dark Saint?"

Lin Dong understood Shi Hao's words, but he was still somewhat puzzled: "If you're not going to kill them, does that mean you're going to release them now?"

"Take your time, don't rush..."

Shi Hao withdrew his gaze from Lin Dong, then smiled and walked up to the cultivators, looking down at them and saying, "I won't kill you, but you must leave everything you have behind..."

The cultivators were stunned and didn't react for a moment.

"What? You can't understand what I'm saying?"

Shi Hao frowned.

At this moment, one of the monks finally came to his senses.

He quickly took out the supplies from his cave and respectfully placed them in front of Shi Hao.

Seeing this, the others followed suit.

Resources are precious, but compared to life, life is naturally more important!

After those people took out all their cultivation resources, Shi Hao didn't make things difficult for them anymore and released them all.

These poor people were lured here by the Dark Saint's precious medicine trap, but instead of getting the medicine, they had everything they had been robbed of.

If this gets out, I wonder how many people will laugh at us.

"Third Brother, didn't Eldest Brother say last time that he had wiped out the Dao lineage of the Netherworld? Why are there still Netherworld cultivators here?"

Seeing that everyone else had left, Lin Dong voiced his doubts on the spot.

However, Han Li himself was completely unaware of this matter.

Based on his own experience, he could only tell Lin Dong that even a centipede with a hundred legs does not die easily. The Netherworld has a great reputation in the Upper Realm and can stand on equal footing with major sects such as the Immortal Palace and the Heaven-Mending Sect. It must have some tricks up its sleeve.

Although Zhu Chen destroyed many of the Netherworld's bases in the Sinful State last time.

However, a major sect that has been able to survive in the Upper Realm for so many years must have a strong foundation.

Perhaps what Zhu Chen destroyed in the Sinful State last time was just one of their distributed laboratories.

There will definitely be some who slip through the net.

...(End of this chapter)