At the same time, there was a deep sense of regret in his heart.
If he was given another chance, it would be impossible for him to fight Mo Wentian.
But at this moment, it was useless for him to regret, as Mo Wentian's soul had already enveloped him.
"ah… "
"No… "
…
A series of screams resounded again.
"What's wrong with the Realm Master? The Realm Master seems to be suffering from some kind of pain?"
"Isn't the Realm Master using the Cauldron of Resentment to fight with that kid? That kid didn't do anything at all, but our Realm Master is in great pain!"
"Is this kid using some kind of dirty trick?"
"No, this is the power of the divine soul. I feel a terrifying and incomparable divine soul power. This divine soul power is much stronger than that of our world master?"
"Could this be the power of this boy's soul? Impossible? How could this boy with the cultivation level of the middle-stage emperor have a power of soul that is more terrifying than our world lord!"
…
Seeing Yuanyou writhing in pain in the void, the disciples of Yuantian Realm exploded in an instant.
Especially when they felt the power of the divine soul, their bodies couldn't help but tremble.
A pair of eyes looked at the arrogant figure in the void, their eyes full of astonishment.
Although they had felt that the divine power was spreading from Mo Wentian's body, they still felt a little unbelievable in their hearts.
"Nothing is impossible!"
"Submit to me!"
"Shenhun, suppress!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian had unparalleled power.
A king-like pressure spread out from the mountains of Mo Wentian at this moment.
"Don't suppress!"
"Don't suppress!"
"I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender, don't use your soul to suppress me, I will admit defeat!"
"I give up, I really give up!"
And just when Mo Wentian finished speaking, Yuan You on the other side knelt down directly towards Mo Wentian with a pop, begging for mercy again and again.
But at this moment, a cold light flashed in Yuanyou's eyes.
He didn't really want to surrender to Mo Wentian at this moment. What he said was just an expedient measure.
He wanted Mo Wentian to release his soul, but he still had the Cauldron of Resentment in his hand.
Once Mo Wentian's soul was released, he used the Cauldron of Resentment to kill Mo Wentian.
It has to be said that Yuanyou's abacus was good, but unfortunately, his abacus hit the wrong person.
His little thoughts couldn't be hidden from Mo Wentian at all, and Mo Wentian wouldn't give him any breathing space at all.
"Admitted defeat? Begged for mercy? Realm Lord actually begged for mercy from this kid?"
"The realm master's soul is suppressed by this kid's soul. The pain caused by this soul's suppression is a hundred times more painful than the physical body!"
"The Realm Master is no match for this kid, let alone us!"
"I think we should leave quickly. If we wait for this guy to finish off the Realm Master before leaving, we won't have a chance!"
"Yes, we still have a chance now, so leave quickly!"
…
Seeing Yuan You surrendering and begging for mercy towards Mo Wentian, the disciples of Yuan Tian Realm quickly retreated one by one.
It looked like he wanted to escape from the Heaven of Resentment Realm quickly.
Some warriors did not even return home and wanted to flee directly.
"Little Jiao, no one from the Heaven of Resentment Realm can leave!"
Seeing the countless warriors trying to flee, Mo Wentian said quickly.
"Okay, boss!"
"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one can get out!"
After hearing what Mo Wentian said, Xiaojiao quickly agreed.
Xiaojiao was worried that he had nothing to do. When Mo Wentian said this, Xiaojiao did not hesitate at all. His figure flashed and he quickly followed the disciples.
"That little thought of yours!"
"I advise you to put it away!"
"I have given you the opportunity a long time ago. If you don't surrender, I have said that you will have to suffer some physical pain. You can't blame me for this!"
The next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Yuanyou, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said with an indifferent expression.
After saying that, Mo Wentian's Qianzhang Divine Soul suppressed him directly.
"ah… "
"ah… "
…
A series of screams resounded again.
Xinyou's body was rolling on the ground.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
The scream also stopped.
The rolling figure on the ground also got up, climbed to Mo Wentian's side, and knelt down directly towards Mo Wentian.
"Jianyou meets the master!"
He looked at Mo Wentian with a resentful and respectful expression.
That look was even more obedient than a pug.
Mo Wentian directly suppressed Yuanyou with his soul, and Yuanyou's life and death were all controlled by Mo Wentian from now on.
To kill Yuanyou, it is enough to move your mind.
The resentment in front of him did not dare to be disrespectful to Mo Wentian in the slightest.
"Get up!"
An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian looked at Yuanyou with an extremely indifferent expression.
In fact, this Yuanyou's strength is quite good, otherwise, Mo Wentian would not keep him.
"Thank you, Master!"
After giving a slight salute to Mo Wentian, Yuanyou stood up.
"Yuanyou, why can't I suppress your Cauldron of Resentment directly?"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Yuanyou and said coldly.
"Reporting to the master, the Cauldron of Resentment is my destiny artifact!"
"This Cauldron of Resentment can only be conquered by its master if I surrender first!"
"If Master needs this Cauldron of Resentment, Master, you can subdue it now!"
Yuanyou looked at Mo Wentian with a very respectful expression.
"I see!"
Hearing what Yuanyou said, Mo Wentian nodded.
"Boss, all these escaped disciples have been captured!"
At this moment, Xiaojiao's figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian. Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao said quickly.
"You take care of them first!"
"This emperor has something else to do. Let's deal with it first, and then deal with those disciples!"
Mo Wentian's eyes looked around, and he found that all the disciples in the Resentful Heaven Realm who wanted to escape had been caught. A flash of light flashed in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Okay, boss!"
Hearing this, Xiaojiao quickly agreed without any hesitation.
"Yuanyou, where did you get this Cauldron of Resentment from?"
The next moment, Mo Wentian's eyes looked towards the Cauldron of Resentment.
He couldn't explain why, but Mo Wentian always felt that this Cauldron of Resentment was not simple.
Regarding the Cauldron of Resentment, Mo Wentian wanted to find out what was going on, so he said coldly.
"Master, I won this Cauldron of Resentment in a valley!"
A trace of memory rose in Yuanyou's eyes.
"valley?"
"What valley?"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light and he said coldly.