Xi Yue brushed her wrinkled sleeves slowly and looked at Huangfu Yi with contempt, "No matter who left the soul mark, you, a piece of trash, can't break it? Moreover, it caused the suppressed Flowing Marrow Ice Prison in your body to flare up again. Haha, Huangfu Yi, how does it feel to lose more than you gain? "
The veins on Huangfu Yi's forehead were throbbing violently, and a frosty white color slowly appeared on his body.
The extreme coldness that penetrated into his bones and soul made his body tremble slowly.
"Brother! Brother! How are you? Why are you so cold?" Huangfu Ling wanted to help Huangfu Yi, but he was so cold that he shivered all over. He quickly let go and took a step back.
"Why did my brother become like this? What did you, a lowly slave, do to my brother?" Huangfu Ling yelled hysterically at Xi Yue, "Do you know what the price is for hurting a god? Bitch, I will peel off your skin and pull out your tendons. I want you to die without a burial place!!"
Xi Yue sneered and said, "Everyone in the audience saw that it was him who did something to me, not me who did anything to him."
"You keep saying that I'm a Star Flow Slave, but I'm really sorry, I'm neither a Star Flow Slave nor a Sacrificial Spirit Saint, but a cultivator who actually ascended to the Divine Realm through the thunder tribulation."
As he spoke, the spiritual pressure from Xi Yue's body was released, causing many cultivators present to change their expressions.
Especially Sun Aochen and his son, who were very close to her, were shocked.
The girl just casually exerted her pressure, but it actually made them breathless.
They couldn't even tell whether this girl was at the Divine Servant level or higher.
"Wow! Could it be that she is really not a Xingliu slave, nor a Sacred Spiritual Maiden, but a God-level cultivator?"
"This spiritual power is even more powerful than that of an old man like me who has ascended for thousands of years. You said she is a Star Flow Slave? Haha, on the Eighty-One Cloud Island, which Star Flow Slave has such strength?"
“Miss Huangfu and Divine Venerable Wu Ling just kept calling each other a slave and the Holy Maiden of the Sacrificial Spirit? It turns out they were all fake!”
"I think Miss Huangfu is jealous of this girl's beauty. Although Miss Huangfu was once named the most beautiful woman in the Divine Realm, she will definitely lose her position as the most beautiful woman once Miss Xiyue appears!"
"Now that I think about it, Miss Xi Yue's background must be extraordinary. Otherwise, why would Lord of Hell, Lord of Tianyi, and the High Priest's trusted subordinates respect her so much? How could a mere Holy Lady of Sacrifice Spirits make these people risk their lives to protect her?"
As Xi Yue exerted her pressure, the discussions among the people around her grew louder and louder.
Huangfu Ling's face looked as pale as death.
Jealousy, resentment, unwillingness, and hatred, all the negative emotions intertwined together, causing her originally beautiful face to be distorted into the appearance of a ghost.
The one who was even more resentful and unwilling than Huangfu Ling was Huangfu Yi, who was tortured by the cold poison again.
A blazing fire appeared in his eyes.
His eyes looking at Xi Yue were full of hatred and madness.
When Xi Yue saw the man's brutal, bloodthirsty and irrational expression, her heart trembled and she immediately had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, the next moment, Huangfu Yi roared, and his entire body turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared on the spot.
His hysterical roar rang out in Tianchi Pavilion: "Okay! Xiyue, since I can't get you, no one else can either!!" (To be continued)