329: Fellow Daoists, we were wrong.

Seeing that the Blue-Robed Elder and the others below had finished killing all the dried corpses, Night Owl in the air immediately laughed.

Hearing Night Owl's voice, the Blue-Robed Elder and the others below all looked up at the sky with furious expressions.

Night Owl and his group had killed their teammates, and yet they dared to wait for them in the air. This was utterly arrogant. If they didn't eliminate Night Owl and his companions, they wouldn't deserve to be in the Cultivation world.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, the dried corpses have been cleared. Let's go up and kill these arrogant fellows."

"That's right, Fellow Daoist Luo, I can't wait another moment. Today, I must make these arrogant fellows die a very painful death!"

"Yes, we must make them die a very painful death, otherwise, we would be letting down our fallen Fellow Daoists!"

Several Peak Quasi-Emperor Experts surrounding the Blue-Robed Elder roared with indignation.

Among the fallen Saint Realm Cultivators, there were their relatives and descendants. Now that Night Owl and his executioners were still in the air, they couldn't wait any longer.

If Night Owl and his group weren't so abnormal, going up alone would be suicide. Otherwise, why would they wait for the Blue-Robed Elder's approval?

"Alright, Fellow Daoists, teammates, let's go up and kill these arrogant fellows!" Looking at the furious teammates around him, the Blue-Robed Elder nodded in agreement, preparing to fly into the air with them to besiege Night Owl and his ten companions.

However, before they could take flight, Night Owl waved his hand and laughed, "No need for you all to go to the trouble of flying up. We'll come down ourselves."

With that, Night Owl said to Gu Chen and his companions, and The Sha Diao siblings, "Junior Brother Gu, Junior Sister Mu, Fellow Daoist Sand Sable, let's go down and meet them."

"Alright, Senior Brother Ye!"

"Understood, Fellow Daoist Ye!"

Gu Chen and his companions and The Sha Diao siblings agreed and descended with Night Owl to the front of the Pill Nurturing Hall.

Since they were originally waiting for the Blue-Robed Elder's group in the air, landing on the ground was the same. They would be besieged either way, so it didn't matter where they fought.

Seeing Night Owl and his ten companions voluntarily descend from the air to the front of the Pill Nurturing Hall,

the Blue-Robed Elder and the other Cultivators were utterly bewildered.

They had thought Night Owl's group was arrogant, but they hadn't expected them to be this arrogant. Ten people actually dared to descend voluntarily. This was completely slapping them in the face, not taking their hundreds of people seriously at all.

"Good, good. Since you're so arrogant, I'd like to see what gives you the capital to be so arrogant!"

The Blue-Robed Elder reacted with a furious laugh, sweeping his gaze over the Cultivators beside him and shouting, "Fellow Daoists, teammates, make these ten arrogant fellows pay the price!"

"Yes, Captain-General!"

Hundreds of people snapped back to attention and agreed, erupting with powerful Aura as they charged towards Night Owl and his ten companions with sinister smiles.

They had hundreds of people, including over two hundred Quasi-Emperor Experts. As long as Night Owl and his group weren't Great Emperors, they could crush them in minutes.

"Hmph, good timing. Let me show you why we are so arrogant."

Seeing the hundreds of people from the Blue-Robed Elder's group charging, Night Owl showed no fear. He immediately unleashed a large amount of Slaughter Mist, enveloping all these hundreds of people.

"Hiss, what is this? Why is everything blood-red before my eyes?"

"It's the same for me. I can't even use my Divine Sense. Where are you all?"

"I'm right here. Can't you see me?"

"Ah! My Spiritual Qi is draining so fast! What exactly is this red mist?!"

Once enveloped by the Slaughter Mist,

the Blue-Robed Elder and the hundreds of Cultivators not only lost sight of Night Owl and his ten companions, but even their own people beside them were only heard, not seen.

Such a bizarre scene immediately caused panic to appear on everyone's faces.

Just now, they hadn't understood why Night Owl and his group were so arrogant.

Now that they had entered the Slaughter Mist, they realized that with this mist, Night Owl and his group were already in an unbeatable position. They couldn't do anything to Night Owl's group at all.

After all, if they couldn't even find anyone, who were they supposed to kill?

"Fellow Daoists, please withdraw this red mist. We won't seek revenge. We'll let you go!" Inside the Slaughter Mist, the Blue-Robed Elder, with a panicked expression, scanned the blood-red mist before him and shouted.

Being in this Slaughter Mist, he felt very insecure, always feeling like someone would emerge from behind and stab him fiercely.

So now, he would rather let Night Owl and his group leave than stay in this Slaughter Mist, which caused Spiritual Qi to drain and made everything invisible.

And hearing the Blue-Robed Elder, their Captain-General, admit defeat, the other Cultivators also cried out for mercy.

"Fellow Daoists, we won't seek revenge either. Please let us out."

"That's right, Fellow Daoists, we're not actually familiar with those people. There's no need for us to avenge them. This is all a misunderstanding."

"Fellow Daoists, we've met through conflict. Please withdraw this red mist, and let's become friends."

"Yes, yes, let's become friends!"

Hundreds of Cultivators echoed in unison.

Now, trapped in Night Owl's Slaughter Mist, they couldn't find anyone to fight and couldn't get out. If they still didn't admit defeat, their Spiritual Qi would soon drain completely, turning them into lambs awaiting slaughter.

"Heh, become friends?"

Hearing that these people now wanted to be friends, Night Owl, standing in a corner of the Slaughter Mist with Gu Chen and his companions, sneered in response, "Since you want to be my friends, then obediently become a part of this red mist. This red mist is my best friend!"

After Night Owl finished speaking, he said to Gu Chen and his companions, and The Sha Diao siblings, "Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, and Fellow Daoist Sand Sable, this is my Domain. Feel free to ambush those people; they can't see anything."

"Hehe, alright!"

"I used to always be suppressed and ambushed by you, Senior Brother Ye. Today, I'll go ambush others and experience the fun of this thing of yours." Gu Chen grinned upon hearing this, being the first to disappear from their side to search for his prey.

"Senior Brother Ye, then we'll be going too." Mu Xueqing greeted Night Owl, then called Chu Feng and Shi Xiyao, along with the other women, and walked out of their sight.

"Sister, let's go too and experience the magic of Fellow Daoist Ye's red mist." Sand Sable pushed Sha Xiaomeng, quickly moving her away from Night Owl's side.

Earlier, when Night Owl instantly killed those Quasi-Emperors, he used the Slaughter Mist. They had long been curious about what was so magical about this Slaughter Mist that allowed Night Owl to possess such combat power.

Now that they had a chance to experience it, they couldn't miss it.

Seeing everyone leave, Night Owl also revealed a bloodthirsty smile and slowly disappeared from his spot, preparing to begin hunting the Blue-Robed Elder and his companions.

After all, the moment his Slaughter Mist was unleashed, the fate of these people was sealed. He wouldn't let any 'nutrients' escape.

In one part of the Slaughter Mist.

Gu Chen, with a sinister smile, came behind a Middle-aged Man in yellow robes who was nervously looking around, a Peak Quasi-Emperor.

He directly used his finger as a sword, transforming into a void Sword Shadow, and fiercely stabbed it into the Middle-aged Man's back.

"Ahhh! Who stabbed me in the back?" Seeing the void Sword Shadow piercing out from his chest, the Middle-aged Man let out a scream and was instantly blasted into a cloud of blood mist by the violent void Sword Qi, merging into Night Owl's Slaughter Mist.

"Hehe, so satisfying! This feeling of ambushing people is truly satisfying." Seeing a Peak Quasi-Emperor Expert so easily fall into his hands, Gu Chen excitedly sighed for a moment, then continued to search for other targets.

And in other parts of the Slaughter Mist,

Mu Xueqing and her companions were not idle either, launching their ambushes against their chosen targets.

"Ahhh!"

As screams rang out, several more people fell into the hands of Mu Xueqing and her companions.

Hearing the dying screams of these people, the other Cultivators in the Slaughter Mist completely panicked, their faces filled with fear as they called out to the Blue-Robed Elder in place.

"Captain-General, what should we do? Please think of a solution quickly, or we'll all perish in this red mist."

"That's right, Captain-General, quickly think of a way to break through this red mist."

Facing the pleas for help from these people, the Blue-Robed Elder, standing in the Slaughter Mist, was both terrified and helpless.

If he had any solution, why would he need these Cultivators to beg for help? He would have used it already.

However, if he didn't find a way to make Night Owl and his group stop now,

the next one to scream could be him at any moment. So, to survive, he could only try a desperate measure and once again beg Night Owl and his group for mercy.

"Fellow Daoists, we were wrong. Please show us mercy."

"As long as you let us out, we'll give you this Pill Nurturing Hall and everything we have on us!" The Blue-Robed Elder stood in the Slaughter Mist, scanning his surroundings and shouting.

After finishing his words, the Blue-Robed Elder cautiously guarded his surroundings, awaiting Night Owl and his group's response.

However, what responded to him was not Night Owl's voice, but Night Owl's fist.

Night Owl appeared behind the Blue-Robed Elder with a cold sneer, his fist, enveloped in Slaughter Qi, fiercely striking the Blue-Robed Elder's head.

"Bang!"

The Blue-Robed Elder, who had just been full of life, didn't even react before his head was blown apart by the punch, and he collapsed straight to the ground.

"Hmph, if admitting mistakes worked, where would I go to kill people?" Night Owl coldly looked at the Blue-Robed Elder's corpse, then stomped on it, making it merge with the surrounding Slaughter Mist.

Having dealt with the Blue-Robed Elder, Night Owl continued to kill the other Cultivators in the Slaughter Mist.

Under the merciless slaughter of Night Owl and Gu Chen and his companions,

the Cultivators enveloped by the Slaughter Mist were ambushed and killed one by one, leaving behind only screams that echoed across the sky.