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Chapter 4510: 5.0262 Heavy Losses

Mo Lian's expression remained cold as he withdrew the longsword from Mouyang's shoulder. Before the old man could move, the sword tip pointed directly at his throat. "I advise you not to move."

The old man's pupils constricted as he stared directly at the young man before him.

Just now, what was that terrifying power just now?

When the young man struck him down from the air, Mouyang momentarily thought he was going to die.

He didn't believe he could survive two more such blows and keep his old life.

A look of shock appeared in his eyes, and Mouyang's body involuntarily trembled. "Let's... let's talk this over."

A wise man knows when to yield. He truly hadn't expected to encounter such a difficult person as the one before him on this secret realm journey.

"You wanted to snatch it, didn't you?" Mo Lian sneered at him, flipping his hand to unleash several dark lotus seals.

They floated down onto the old man at close range.

The seemingly light and faint lotus seals, once they landed on Mouyang, made him feel a vast impact hitting him head-on.

His body began to pop like shattering glass, bones and flesh breaking apart.

The old man, eyes red, "whoa"-ed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

With difficulty, he looked at Elder Zhuang and the others behind him, forcing out a single word through gritted teeth, "Go!"

Elder Zhuang hurriedly nodded at him, grabbing the Heaven-level Talisman Master Luo He, who was still meditating and hadn't opened his eyes, with one hand, and with the other, quickly picking up Mu Xiaoxue, who was lying in Zhao Yi's arms. He then leaped into the air with a whoosh.

Mouyang's figure suddenly appeared beside Elder Zhuang, moving so fast that it was almost imperceptible how he moved.

Mo Lian lowered his head expressionlessly, seeing the "Mouyang" lying beneath his sword slowly thin and fade away like a paper figure.

The Crown Prince curved his lips, revealing a cold, disdainful smile.

This Mouyang, to secure a sliver of escape, didn't hesitate to destroy one of his clones. Indeed, a ruthless person, even towards himself, he could be merciless.

However, by doing so, he had truly paid a heavy price.

Although this clone of Mouyang's had not yet materialized, it already had the雏形 (rudimentary form) of a physical entity. Given time, it might have become a tangible clone.

Now, because he needed to escape, he could only abandon it himself.

Mo Lian couldn't help but sneer, thinking the old man must be bleeding from his heart right now.

He watched as the old man fled to the center of the array's foundation, suddenly stretched out his arm, and slammed it onto the array's eye with a thud.

Immediately, a fierce wind rose, and divine power surged from all directions, as if to violently overturn the secret realm.

The dust, sand, and all the vegetation in front of them floated up, wildly dancing with the boundless gale.

An Wushuang raised a hand to shield her eyes, squinting as she looked over.

She saw what looked like a large hole opening up in the sky above the secret realm. A sky ladder appeared above Elder Zhuang and the others, and they climbed out along it.

Mo Lian's icy gaze locked onto the Divine Venerable expert.

Without a word, he took a step into the void, instantly teleporting beside the group, and without hesitation, he thrust his sword forward.

It plunged directly into the old ghost's lower back, causing him to howl and roar in pain. He furiously waved his sleeve, batting away Mo Lian's Wuyue.

His figure then vanished into the sky ladder talisman.

Lin Zhener's sisters, Zhao Yi, Gu Yixuan, Gu Yixin, and the remaining scattered Shadow City disciples also screamed in terror and fled, scrambling and crawling after the sky ladder talisman.

The Peach Blossom Immortal Venerable's figure drifted, moving extremely swiftly to Mo Lian's side.