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Chapter 4709: 4.0461 Sea Sacrifice Abyss Opens

Wails and howls emanated from the deep sea abyss, piercing Qiao Qiao's eardrums.

"Ghost Descent Talisman, open!" Qiao Mu's icy expression held a hint of murderous intent. While flinging a Saint-grade Golden Talisman (Ghost Descent Talisman) from her hand, she directly gave an order: "Execute the Forgetfulness River Long clan patriarch, immediately!"

Long Hui, who had rushed to catch up, felt a touch of anxiety deep in his eyes.

"Qiao Qiao!"

"Grandmother—"

Why must Grandmother and Qiao Qiao reach such an unending, life-or-death situation? Can't the two sides just get along?

A slightly twisted look of pleasure flashed across Long Qian's face. Her gaze, like a torch, turned towards Qiao Mu's direction, and she hissed, "No one can resist the power of the Sea Sacrifice Abyss!"

"Ah! Aaaah!" Her body suddenly took a fierce blow. Her abdomen, sternum, face, and arms suffered several heavy strikes, and she couldn't help but cry out. All of a sudden, it was as if an immense, invisible force had gripped her throat.

Long Qian's face turned ashen. She struggled to make a sound but could only watch as her feet gradually lifted from the ground. It was as if an invisible person stood before her, holding her throat, effortlessly lifting her off the ground with one hand.

What kind of terrifying power was this? Ghost Descent Talisman? What was that?! How many trump cards did this Mu Qiao person still have unplayed? She had clearly broken through to the Spirit Venerable Realm, so why was she being restrained by this little girl who was only at Divine Realm Level Five?

"Grandmother!" Long Xiangyun desperately propelled herself through the water to get closer. Seeing Long Qian in such a state, she was secretly alarmed.

Long Hui felt a dry, faint taste of blood in the back of his throat. He could barely speak.

In fact, after the Sea Sacrifice Abyss opened, the boiling heat of the surrounding seawater made all cultivators above the Divine Realm, including them, feel a suffocating oppressiveness. The seawater was like molten lava. The surrounding currents were all bubbling like boiling water.

Qiao Mu expressionlessly watched Long Qian, who was being choked by the ghost spirit, her eyes filled with icy ruthlessness.

"No, no, let's talk properly. Qiao Qiao." Long Hui looked at Qiao Mu with a hint of terror, trying to persuade her earnestly, "You can't kill Grandmother. She is also your maternal grandmother! Qiao Qiao, you can't do this."

"I know you're distressed, wronged, and in pain, but, but, how can you, a girl, bear the ignominy of killing your own maternal grandmother?"

"Qiao Qiao, let her go, I promise, after this incident, Grandmother will never again..."

"Lying cheat." Qiao Mu interrupted Long Hui with a cold expression. "What can you guarantee with?" Her gaze made Long Hui, who met her eyes, involuntarily flinch slightly.

It was a look of extreme distrust. Qiao Qiao would never trust him again. She called him a lying cheat and would never trust him again. Yes, he had personally obliterated her trust.

Long Qian's eyes were filled with rage. She couldn't open her mouth to speak, only making a raspy sound from her throat. Long Xiangyun felt intensely hot. She looked down to see that the exposed skin on her arms was already burned red by the boiling water around them. They were now like people standing on an erupting volcano.