"Tung."
"Present."
"Are you ready," Mo Lian asked coldly.
"Yes! All preparations have been completed."
With a creak, a gust opened the small residence's main doors outward.
Tung flew out with a group of people. Soon after, they forced out the people hiding in the corners with arrows and spiritual energy.
After revealing themselves, those people simultaneously flung out several talismans from their talismans.
A sinister energy pressed forward.
Mo Lian slowly observed from the sidelines.
Tung rushed out with a group of young n in black. They threw a large net coursing with an electric current into the air. Each of them were grabbing a corner of the net and trapped both the outsiders and the talismans within.
After several pops, the talismans exploded beside the people who had activated them.
A layer of black energy instantly assaulted the people inside the net. They all groaned and collapsed to the ground.
Their bodies were enveloped in a black and sinister death aura. Evidently, they would not live.
Mo Lian lifted his cold gaze and stared at a fleeing figure in the distance.
At the wave of his hand, Tung swiftly chased after the fleeing figure with his group of young n.
Mo Lian shut the main doors to the residence again with a wave of his hand, and his figure vanished from the spot.
By the ti he reappeared, he was already 50 kiloters away. His chilling gaze landed on a small, black, and skinny person trying to break out of Tung and his group's net.
"Where do you still want to escape to?" Mo Lian raised his hand with this statent.
The net that originally encased the person flew upwards instantly.
Once the small and skinny man discovered that he was freed from the net, he imdiately wanted to run.
Yet to his dismay, a trendous force was controlling him. He was completely unable to move and had frozen on the spot.
"You, what are you doing??" He shouted indignantly, "You, you people are winning in numbers, it's unfair!!"
Mo Lian scoffed. He lifted the trendous force pressing down on the person and snickered, "You won't yield?"
"O-Of course I don't. Th-There's more of you. Even if you win, it doesn't count." The small and skinny man turned around. His eyes were squished near his nose bridge, with a short distance in between them. Hence, his face looked extrely abnormal.
Mo Lian sniggered. He waved his hand, releasing a golem. It landed on the ground, causing a cloud of fine dust.
"If you win my Number One, I'll let you off, but if you lose, you'll have to obediently bring us to see your master."
The small and skinny man was taken aback. Then, he started focusing on that golem that had suddenly appeared and started chanting. He also drew a talisman seal with his finger and flung it out.
*Boom, boom, boom, boom!" Several mystic yin curses simultaneously exploded at the golem's feet.
Unfortunately, mystic yin curses were simply useless against the golem!
That golem was three tis larger than the small and skinny man. It created a faint impression in the ground when it took a step forward.
Even though the golem was large, it was astonishingly agile.
It could leap and jump. With a roundhouse kick, it hit the small man's abdon and sent him flying.
*Bam!* The abnormal-looking man clutched his chest and barely got up from the ground. He had abandoned all thoughts of battle and quickly turned to flee.
However, just as he moved, he heard the whistling sound of wind closing in from above.
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