Consort Ming had only spoken halfway when her gaze fell upon Xiao Mu.

Upon seeing Xiao Mu clearly, she trembled all over, and her face immediately showed an expression of immense excitement and agitation, "You're Xiao Mu? Haha! You've actually delivered yourself to my doorstep! Emperor Taijia has decreed that whoever kills Xiao Mu will be granted the title of a True God! Xiao Mu, you are destined to die by my hands!"

Consort Ming shouted, and with a swing of her Black Light Spear, whoosh, the air was filled with Dark Light.

She deployed the Earth Escape Technique, her movements incredibly swift; with a single step, it seemed as though the Earth itself shrank, completely ignoring the others around Xiao Mu.

Boom! Boom!

As Consort Ming waved her Black Light Spear, the sound of rolling thunder echoed in the air, with streaks of Dark Light descending from the sky, like black curtains unfurling in reverse, shrouding the heavens in darkness.

Her figure concealed within the black curtains, she was ferociously brutal. With a whoosh, she swung her Black Light Spear violently, resembling a huge mountain falling from the sky, bringing infinite pressure, and in an instant it was right above Xiao Mu's head.

The Black Light Spear brought a terrifying force, mixed with boundless Killing Intent. It was as if knives were cutting through the air, making Xiao Mu immediately feel breathless, his body in intense pain.

But he had no intention of fighting Consort Ming, instead, he quickly retreated using the Five-in-One Escape technique, while at the same time he sent a message to Wu Yan, "Team leader, this one's yours."

"Wait!"

Wu Yan had already moved forward to intercept before Xiao Mu could even call out to him, placing his hand between Xiao Mu and Consort Ming.

Consort Ming glanced at Wu Yan, her eyes filled with rage, "You people from the Eastern Region, do you really think you, a mere beginner in the Early Divine Spirit Realm, dare to stop me? Fine then, I'll just kill all of you first, then kill Xiao Mu. After all, he can't escape."

"Keep a close watch on Xiao Mu, don't let him escape!"

Without turning back, Consort Ming commanded Zhu Yu, Yang Jie, and the long-bearded elder Chi Mei as she raised her spear, pointing it directly at Wu Yan, her momentum rapidly increasing.

"Yes, Lord Consort Ming!"

Zhu Yu, Yang Jie, and the long-bearded elder Chi Mei, having full confidence in Consort Ming's strength, complied. They applied their respective Escape Techniques and spread out in three directions, eventually forming a triangular encirclement around Xiao Mu and the others, cutting off their escape route.

Zhu Yun, Zhao Xu, and the others exchanged glances, suddenly revealing strange smiles. They too employed their Escape Techniques to move their positions, leveraging the advantage of numbers to surround Zhu Yu, Yang Jie, the long-bearded elder Chi Mei, and Consort Ming, similarly cutting off the opposite side's escape path.

This move instantly made Consort Ming, Zhu Yu, Yang Jie, and the long-bearded elder Chi Mei puzzled, unable to fathom what was happening.

The four of them were unconcerned about being surrounded. Consort Ming even sneered at everyone, "Very well, people of the Eastern Region, if you're so eager to die quickly, I shall grant your wish."

Whoosh!

With a wave of her spear, black light surged like a Huge Mountain, heading straight for the top of Wu Yan's head.

Gazing at the Black Light Spear, Wu Yan neither dodged nor avoided. Suddenly, an intense Yin Qi burst from his body, as black light surged, with a complete and authoritative figure of the Netherlord appearing above his head.

Clang!

The figure, cloaked in the Black Wind Spirit Commander Robe, seemed to be billowed from within by winds, while the Black Wind Spirit Commander Crown on its head emitted streaks of Yin Light.

Yin Light and black light appeared simultaneously, blocking Consort Ming's Black Light Spear, causing it to hang suspended in mid-air, unable to smash down.

Whoosh!

Wu Yan held the Soul Summoning Banner and beckoned to Consort Ming.

With a click, sinister Yin Qi-filled black Chains appeared around the neck of Consort Ming's Mountain God figure, locking it in place.

As Wu Yan waved the Soul Summoning Banner once more, Consort Ming's Mountain God figure was forcibly extracted, involuntarily flying towards Wu Yan.

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