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Chapter 4507: 5.0259 Shock

"Master! What are you doing, Master?! Master!!!" Zhao Yi was dumbfounded.

Watching the suddenly seemingly insane Master Mouyang, Zhao Yi's face twitched.

This master was too terrifying.

He suddenly reached out and twisted off a junior brother's head, instantly turning the entire defensive array into a bloody, foul-smelling mess.

Junior Sister Mu Xiaoxue, terrified, trembled repeatedly in his arms. He felt it and held her even tighter with his arms.

"Don't worry, junior sister, we'll be fine," Zhao Yi whispered to Mu Xiaoxue.

However, Mu Xiaoxue's eyes held a hint of horror. She painstakingly rolled her eyes, gesturing with her gaze for Zhao Yi to look at the ground.

Zhao Yi gasped in alarm, quickly holding Mu Xiaoxue and fleeing to the side. Looking down, he saw a circular pattern array had appeared on the ground at some point.

Lines of floating, raised characters, stained with blood, suddenly appeared within the array.

"What is that thing?"

"Holy crap, what kind of demonic array actually sucks human blood?!" The disciples of Shadow City were horrified and retreated repeatedly.

They exchanged stiff-faced glances, all seeing panic in each other's eyes.

Mouyang's action was truly terrifying, especially his unprovoked act of tearing apart a Shadow City disciple, which instilled a chilling fear in everyone present.

They had all seen it clearly just now.

When Master Mouyang tore apart the Shadow City disciple, there was no hesitation or pause, as if... he wasn't tearing apart a person, but a chicken, twisting off nothing more than a chicken or duck head?

Everyone gasped, retreating several steps backward.

Being in the same team as such a lunatic, the sense of danger was overwhelming.

Because you never knew when your teammate might suddenly go mad and twist your head off your neck.

Qiao Mu watched them scatter in confusion within the defensive shield, but she said nothing, merely taking out the Realm of Misfortune from her sleeve pocket.

Holding the Realm of Misfortune in her hand, her clear, cold gaze fixed on the disciples of Shadow City within the defensive barrier.

At this moment, the defensive shield before them also began to change.

As the blood flowed into the underground array pattern, slowly converging into the center of the array's foundation, the entire defensive barrier began to gradually thicken.

It was just as the old ghost Mouyang had said; he was using human blood to construct and reinforce this hidden defensive array.

If blood continued to flow into the array's foundation, soon, this array would disappear into the air again.

At that point, making it reappear would require another effort.

Qiao Mu didn't want to waste any more time with this group.

She turned and exchanged glances with Crown Prince Mo and the Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable. The little stoic, without a word, raised her hand and tossed it.

The pitch-black Realm of Misfortune suddenly emitted a soft black halo, floating in the air. It abruptly crashed into a corner of the defensive barrier, whooshing inside.

The disciples of Shadow City looked over, bewildered, only to see that the sphere was intensely black and glowing, instantly appearing to be no ordinary object.

"Is it a refined Secret Realm Core??" Mouyang and Elder Zhuang, still behind the defensive barrier, had not yet reacted.

Upon seeing the Realm of Misfortune break through the barrier and sensing that unique aura belonging to a secret realm, they instantly became agitated, their eyes widening and turning red as if injected with stimulants.

The little stoic casually pulled out a Secret Realm Core; what did she want to do?

Could she be planning to detonate this secret realm and use its destructive power to eliminate all of them?