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Chapter 4334: 5.0086 Decisiveness

"Don't you want to know who the mastermind behind Heavenly Fate is?"

Qiaomu's eyes showed mockery, her lips slightly curled. "You know?"

"I, I naturally know."

Qiaomu's gaze was cold, staring at him, her water spiritual power ready to unleash.

Everyone saw a waterfall-like curtain of water slowly rising behind her, instantly solidifying into an iron-plate-like ice surface.

Long Xiangyun's eyes flickered, and a thought flashed through her mind.

This little poker face's control over the Five Elements power has probably reached its pinnacle.

"A dying man, just spouting nonsense," Qiaomu raised her finger-sword, and saw sword light like a rainbow, rapidly cutting the ice wall behind her.

In less than a moment, everyone saw the ice surface break open, transforming into countless sharp ice spikes, directly aimed at Bu Ye.

Bu Ye was completely bound by the vines conjured by Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable, utterly unable to break free.

Now, seeing the little poker face pointing countless ice spikes at him, poised as if arrows on a string, he immediately felt a surge of panic.

"I know, I can tell you, but you must..."

Before Bu Ye could finish his sentence, he saw the poker face wave her hand, and countless ice spikes suddenly pierced towards his entire body.

Bu Ye struggled, desperately jumping backward.

Using his spiritual sense to guide his flying sword, he repeatedly chopped down several ice spikes in front of him.

However, he soon realized that those ice spikes were almost endless.

Thousands of them, densely packed, converged in one spot, directly pinning his flying sword to the ground.

The remaining hundreds or thousands of ice spikes, like a swarm of locusts, pierced through his limbs and body with a sharp "clink-clink-clink."

Bu Ye's entire body was eroded by the cold, freezing him stiff on the spot.

Everyone clearly saw the violent sacred water power surging back and forth within his body, greatly destroying his dantian and meridians.

In just a few moments, from head to toe, from his hair to his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth, the cold spread all the way down to the soles of his feet.

He himself transformed into a transparent, crystal-like... ice sculpture within minutes.

Through the ice crystal, one could still see the fear in his eyes.

His mouth was slightly agape, his eyeballs bulged in terror, and his panicked expression was fully exposed for all to see.

"Liar," Qiaomu said coldly, looking at him.

A mere vice hall master of a small Heavenly Fate branch, yet he presumptuously claimed to know who the mastermind behind Heavenly Fate was?

Still trying to deceive Qiaoqiao with so much nonsense, just die!

Qiaomu clenched her hand into a fist. In a flash, the ice sculpture of Bu Ye, with its slightly open mouth, suddenly disintegrated, shattering into four, five, six, seven, eight pieces, rolling onto the ground.

Long Xiangyun's pupils constricted.

Behind her, Qinghongse gasped sharply, retreating several steps. When she looked up again, her gaze at Qiaomu held a hint of fear.

This Qiaomu was quite terrifying.

To dismember someone without a word, weren't her methods a bit too horrific?

Qingxuexue looked back at Qinghongse, frowned, and couldn't help but sneer, "Third Sister, do you perhaps feel pity for this person? He is a Heavenly Fate villain who commits all sorts of evil."

Was this Third Sister too naive?

At a time like this, was it a long-lost surge of Holy Mother Syndrome?

Don't be fooled by this Vice Hall Master Bu Ye's delicate appearance; he looks harmless.

But as a Heavenly Fate vice hall master, what good deeds could he possibly have done normally?

How many people have died at the hands of Heavenly Fate in the past?