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Seeing that Su Mu had no intention of fighting him, Wen Tianren secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The old demon in front of him had instantly killed Wan Tianming, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, in the Void Heaven Palace. Although he didn't know what methods he used, this feat had already shocked all the Nascent Soul stage monsters in the Chaotic Star Sea, who all regarded him as an existence not to be provoked. Naturally, he dared not act rashly in the slightest.

Thinking of this, Wen Tianren's smile became even more gentle, and he quickly said, "My master naturally wouldn't care about these things. If you change your mind in the future and are interested in making a deal, my Holy Demon Island will be ready to welcome you at any time."

Seeing that Su Mu remained expressionless and did not respond, Wen Tianren did not dare to linger and once again raised his hand to bow deeply to Su Mu.

"I was unaware that this was your place, senior, and I apologize for any offense I may have caused. I am carrying out an important matter entrusted to me by my master and cannot delay any longer. If you have no further instructions, I will take my leave now."

Su Mu pondered for a moment, and under the slightly tense gazes of the crowd, he nodded slightly.

Upon seeing this, Wen Tianren's face lit up with joy. He quickly retreated to the side of the maids, put away the flying beast carriage in the air, and turned to leave this place of trouble with everyone.

But at that moment, Su Mu’s slightly cold voice suddenly came from behind, causing Wen Tianren to freeze instantly.

"Wait, you can leave, but leave this woman behind."

Wen Tianren froze, slowly turned around, and followed Su Mu's gaze. He saw that Su Mu's eyes were fixed on Zi Ling beside him, and his tone was unquestionable.

"Please forgive me, senior. This woman is of utmost importance to my Holy Demon Island and is also related to my master's grand plan. I really cannot keep her here. I hope you will understand." Wen Tianren's face turned pale and then red as he hurriedly pleaded.

Su Mu's expression turned cold. Before he could finish speaking, he appeared in front of Wen Tianren as if by teleportation, and a large hand reached out to grab him.

Wen Tianren's expression changed drastically in shock. Even though he had been on guard in secret, Su Mu's speed was too fast. He didn't have time to react. In a hurry, he activated the bronze round shield in front of him with all his might, while secretly using the Blood Escape Technique from the Six Extremes True Demon Art, preparing to take the opportunity to escape.

The bronze round shield, which had considerable defensive capabilities, was utterly powerless against Su Mu's large hand and shattered into several pieces in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful suction force suddenly erupted from that large hand, pulling him directly towards Su Mu.

Under Wen Tianren's horrified gaze, the protective shield around him crumbled at the first touch, and even the protective inner armor he was wearing was easily torn apart like paper, without any effect of resistance.

That cold, large hand instantly gripped his neck tightly, rendering him unable to move.

At the same time, pairs of eerie arms glowing with a ghostly light emerged from Su Mu's body, binding Wen Tianren like vines, making it impossible for him to resist no matter how he activated his demonic powers.

"You'd better understand that I'm informing you, not asking for your opinion." Su Mu sneered, slowly increasing the pressure on Wen Tianren's neck.

Wen Tianren felt a wave of weakness wash over him, and even breathing became incredibly difficult. A flash of shock and anger crossed his eyes. He never expected that Su Mu would actually disregard his status and attack him directly.

"I am the young master of the Reverse Star Alliance. Senior has already formed a blood feud with the Myriad Laws Sect. If you kill me, you will completely offend the entire Reverse Star Alliance. At that time, both the righteous and demonic paths will be your enemies. Senior should consider the consequences carefully!" Wen Tianren said with difficulty, uttering a threatening tone.

Su Mu's lips curled into a playful smile. With his other hand, he grabbed the White Bone Demon Banner from his waist and gently tapped it on Wen Tianren's head.

In an instant, Wen Tianren felt a darkness before his eyes, as if his primordial spirit was being forcibly ripped from his body and thrown into an endless ocean of evil spirits.

He was terrified. He never expected that Su Mu would disregard his status as the young master of the Reverse Star Alliance and ignore his threats completely.

As death drew ever closer, Wen Tianren disregarded everything else, his heart filled with terror, and he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Senior, please have mercy! My body and soul have already been sealed by my master. He will seize my body and use me as a puppet once I break through to the Nascent Soul stage. If you kill me and ruin his grand plan, he will never let you go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Tianren immediately felt Su Mu's grip on his neck suddenly loosen, and his primordial spirit calmed down again.

Su Mu snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, and tossed Wen Tianren aside as if he were trash.

He never intended to actually kill Wen Tianren, since killing him would not only bring no benefit but would also thoroughly anger the Six Paths Supreme Saint.

Su Mu didn't want to be targeted by two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from both the righteous and demonic paths, causing him unnecessary trouble.

"It seems your sect truly embodies the virtues of filial piety and parental love, rivaling even the reputation of the Extreme Yin Island."

Su Mu casually fiddled with the White Bone Demon Banner in his hand, his gaze towards Wen Tianren carrying a hint of pity, his tone mocking.

Wen Tianren was panting heavily, feeling shocked, angry, and somewhat humiliated.

He never expected that this old demon had not yet recovered his Nascent Soul cultivation, and that there was such a huge gap between him and the old demon. His pride had been completely shattered in front of him.

Upon hearing Su Mu's words, his face turned pale and then flushed, his expression shifting unpredictably, but he could only remain silent, unable to refute them.

"Forget it, how boring. I see you're a pathetic fellow, schemed against like this, yet you don't even have the slightest courage to resist."

Su Mu chuckled lightly and said in a calm tone.

Upon hearing this, Wen Tianren suddenly looked up. When he saw the meaningful look in Su Mu's eyes, he was immediately filled with doubt and uncertainty, wondering what the other party's intention was.

After a long silence, he finally spoke with a complicated expression and a dry voice, "What do you mean by that, senior? It's not that I'm without the will to resist, but everything I have was given to me by that old demon Liudao. How can I possibly resist?"

Upon hearing this, Su Mu chuckled and waved his hand, sending out a jet-black token that landed directly in front of Wen Tianren.

"Since you have this intention, then accept this token. If you do not wish to become a puppet of the Six Paths after breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, then when this token lights up in the future, you must obey my orders without fail."

Wen Tianren's gaze fell on the token, his expression flickering. He gritted his teeth and gripped the token tightly in his hand.

Seeing this, Su Mu nodded in satisfaction, then waved his hand at him and said indifferently, "Alright, you can leave now. I will contact you through the token in the future. I hope you will not disappoint me then."

Wen Tianren nodded blankly, then without saying a word, he and the dozen or so sword-wielding maids transformed into streaks of light and departed.

After the group flew away from the sea, Wen Tianren suddenly stopped his escape light, turned around and looked in Su Mu's direction. His expression was so gloomy that it could drip water. His fists were clenched tightly, and hatred and humiliation were intertwined in his heart.

"Young master, that person..."

At this moment, the dozen or so maids looked at each other in fear. One of the maids mustered her courage and came to Wen Tianren's side. Just as she was about to say a few words of comfort, she saw Wen Tianren open his mouth and spit out a piece of golden thread.

The golden threads moved with incredible speed, instantly entangling all ten-odd maids. With a sudden twist, the maids were instantly reduced to dust before they could even scream, their souls scattered.

Wen Tianren raised his hand and revealed the true form of those golden threads—tiny, glittering flying needles. He put the needles back into his body, a shadowy look flashing across his face.

He then took out the black token given to him by Su Mu from his pocket, his expression once again showing struggle. After a long while, he finally decided not to destroy the token and carefully put it away.

"Soul Demon, what exactly are you plotting...?"

Wen Tianren gazed in the direction of Kumen Island, muttering to himself. After suppressing the many emotions in his heart, he turned around and activated his escape light, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.