With just a wave of his hand, that god could make them die without a burial place, and their souls would fall into hell forever, unable to be reborn.
The people of the Lou family were not in a much better condition. They were trembling and retreating continuously.
The vast expanse of ice, the dark spiritual energy, and the destructive force emanating from this man have completely destroyed their confidence, leaving only fear and despair.
They suddenly felt very regretful. The Origin of Wood was indeed precious, but how could they accept that they had provoked such a terrifying existence for the Origin of Wood and their entire family was almost wiped out
However, there is no medicine for regret in the world. They are destined to pay a heavy price for their actions.
Lou Canghai said in a trembling voice: "I... We don't want the origin of wood anymore. We can offer the Lou family's treasure, that... that is the Nirvana Gu that can bring the dead back to life. As long as you spare us, I... I am willing to offer it..."
The guardian of the Qingteng clan also shouted, "I... We are also willing to offer our treasures to atone for our sins..."
In the dark night, Nangong Yu laughed softly, his eyebrows slightly drooped, and there was no sadness on his face. However, anyone who saw those dark and dead eyes would feel the heart-wrenching grief and the desperate madness of the owner of those eyes.
"It's too late, it's all too late!"
Nangong Yu opened his eyes wide in shock. The black air on the top of Cangshan Mountain seemed to have sensed the call of its master and suddenly swept towards Lou Canghai and others.
"You all go to hell!"
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In the sea of lava.
There were curling and tumbling flames all around, and from time to time the boiling magma made popping sounds and emitted red bubbles.
In the sea of fire, the girl's petite figure curled up, as if shrouded in a halo.
The Fengyu Tianyi had automatically disappeared, and when she returned to the space, the girl was now only wearing a thin white shirt, looking so weak, lonely and helpless.
The flames fluttered towards the girl and burned her body, but subtle energy continued to emanate from her dantian, completely wrapping her small body and preventing her from being burned by the flames.
Suddenly, a figure slowly appeared and floated around the girl.
The red robe lightly brushed across the flames rising from the sea of lava, but those flames seemed to have encountered some nemesis and quickly retreated.
In the blink of an eye, all the flames and magma in this world disappeared, and the temperature dropped.
In the firelight, the figure of a young man was reflected, but his face was blurred in the light and shadow and could not be seen clearly.
Only the long hair, which was not tied up with any hairpin, was scattered behind her, like flowing ink, reflecting a faint halo. People could not help but be moved just by looking at that black hair.
The man in red stretched out his hand, and the girl in the halo slowly floated towards him, hovering in front of him.
The girl in a single plain dress was curled up, her face as pale as snow, her long eyelashes drooping quietly, covering her breathtakingly beautiful eyes.
The girl at this moment looked so weak and harmless, like snowflakes falling from the sky, landing on the bright red plum blossoms. When the ice and snow melted, they would turn into crystal tears at any time.
The man in red stretched out his hands. They were a pair of slender hands like jade, with distinct finger bones. They looked like works of art carved from the most exquisite mutton-fat white jade, shining brightly in the firelight.
That hand gently touched the girl's face, soft and delicate, with a warm touch. (To be continued)