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Tusir made his plans in his mind, then turned and gave Su Mu a cold glance. Hmph! Daring to oppose the Three-Eyed Clan, you'll soon meet a miserable end.

The moment he looked at Su Mu, the image of Su Mu being surrounded and torn apart by the Horned Scale Clan flashed through his mind, and a cruel smile involuntarily curled at the corner of his mouth. This fleeting, sinister smile did not escape Su Mu's notice. With just one glance, Su Mu saw through all the calculations in his heart. From the moment Tusir first arrived at Tianyuan Imperial City and loudly rebuked and frightened Su Changsheng, Su Mu had already decided not to spare his life. It was only because of the Star Palace's oath forbidding infighting among its own kind that he had allowed him to live until now. When Hornfortz appeared with a large number of Horned Scale Clan powerhouses, Tusir's fate was already sealed.

While Tusir was still imagining the scene of Su Mu's tragic death, Su Mu spoke up. "God Tusir, you are in charge of holding off the three gods opposite us. I will distract and restrain the nine Horned Scale Clan Great Gods. If we survive by chance, we will meet up on Tianyuan Star."

Su Mu wasn't saying this to Tusir, but deliberately to the Horned Scale Clan. His feigned splitting up served two purposes: first, to use the three Celestial Gods, Hornfortz, to eliminate Tusir; second, after Tusir's death, to lure Hornfortz and his group to Tianyuan Star, where they could then wipe out all the Horned Scale Clan's powerful members.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mu moved swiftly, flying forward and covering over a thousand meters in an instant. Upon seeing this, the nine Horned Scale Clan Great Gods immediately set off in unison, pursuing Su Mu in the direction he had fled.

Su Mu's feigned escape made the three of them more wary, giving Tusir no chance to escape. With a glance from Jiao Fuzi, the other two Horned Scale Clan gods moved to Tusir's left and right sides respectively, forming a triangular encirclement that completely blocked all escape routes. No matter which direction Tusir tried to break out, he would be stopped on the spot.

Tusir's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he cursed inwardly: Damn it! That damned Su Mu, he inadvertently reminded the Horned Scale Clan to be wary of my escape.

His eyes darted around rapidly as he surveyed his surroundings. The three celestial beings had completely sealed off the airspace, leaving no room for escape. A sense of crisis swept over him.

Seeing that Tusir was firmly trapped, Jiao Fuci immediately released his own celestial form, which was wrapped in raging heavenly fire and had overwhelming power. He launched a fierce attack on Tusir first. Tusir did not dare to be negligent and also summoned his celestial form, urging his heavenly fire to fight back head-on.

The violent forces collided fiercely in mid-air, sending sparks flying and energy ripples spreading in all directions. Despite the impact, Tusir only took half a step back, while Jiao Fuci staggered back three steps before regaining his footing. In this first exchange, Tusir's cultivation was clearly superior.

In a one-on-one duel, Tusir would indeed have the upper hand today, but unfortunately, there were two Horned Scale Clan Celestial Gods watching him from both sides. Seeing that the first round of fighting had ended, the two simultaneously activated their Celestial Manifestations and Dao Embryos, unleashing their full power to attack Tusir.

Tusir had barely caught his breath after taking a heavy hit when he was attacked from both sides. He could only grit his teeth and raise a defensive barrier. From that moment on, he was completely on the defensive and could only endure the relentless attacks from the three men.

Next, the three Horned Scale Clan gods took turns attacking, their ferocious attacks relentlessly bombarding the airspace around Tusir. Although Tusir managed to protect himself for a time, his inner power was rapidly depleting. He knew that if he couldn't find a way to break through, he would surely perish here today.

The surrounding space was turbulent and distorted under the continuous bombardment. Although he had escape talismans on him, the chaotic spatial power made it impossible for him to activate or use them.

Trapped in a desperate situation, Tusir still managed to secretly speculate about Su Mu's fate: "With nine great gods surrounding and killing him, Su Mu would probably have been blasted into mincemeat by now." This thought, his only consolation, allowed him to force a smile even in his dire straits.

Just then, a blood-stained figure streaked across the distance. The four combatants all turned their attention to the streak of light. A short while later, a horned-scaled race god, covered in blood and on the verge of shattering, stumbled and landed on the outskirts of the battlefield.

Upon seeing the pitiful state of his people, Hornfutz's expression changed drastically: "Horn Domain, how did the nine of you end up like this after going to pursue that human cultivator? Where are the other eight?"

With his last ounce of strength, Jiao Yu managed to speak: "That human cultivator... was too strong. Jiao Er and the other eight... were all killed..."

After uttering the last word, the Corner Domain Dao Body shattered with a deafening roar, its life force completely dissipated, and its body fell helplessly from the sky.

Upon sensing that none of his clansmen below were alive, Jiao Fuzi was filled with shock and disbelief: "How is this possible? In such a short time, that human cultivator was able to kill nine Great Gods. Just how powerful is he?"

Not only Hornfortz, but the other two present were also shaken. Although the dead were of the same race, Tusir's expression was the most grim. He never expected Su Mu to possess such terrifying combat power, and a sense of regret arose in his heart. Even he himself could never have killed nine Great Gods so cleanly and quickly. This was enough to prove that Su Mu held an extremely powerful top-tier trump card.

If he hadn't been so focused on scheming against Su Mu in the beginning, but had instead sincerely joined forces, with Su Mu's trump cards and his own cultivation, he wouldn't be in this predicament today. But now Su Mu has already escaped and has most likely returned to Tianyuan Star, leaving him alone surrounded by three Heavenly Gods.

"How did it turn out like this?" "I was the one who plotted against Su Mu, but in the end, I'm the only one in danger." "Could it be that I brought this upon myself?"

Tusir repeatedly asked himself the same question. He didn't know that even if he had genuinely befriended Su Mu, Su Mu would never have joined forces with him. The fact that he had barely escaped to return with his message was also due to Su Mu deliberately showing mercy. Su Mu wasn't satisfied with simply using someone else to kill Tusir; to destroy his spirit was the cruelest punishment he could inflict on Tusir.

Su Mu's scheme had worked perfectly. At this moment, Tusir was not only trapped in a deadly situation, but his heart was also filled with endless regret and resentment. This inner torment was Su Mu's final punishment for him.

After Jiao Yu escaped with severe injuries, his life force was cut off, and the killing intent emanating from Jiao Fuci and the other two surged several times over. This was also part of Su Mu's deliberate plan. By using the tragic death of his kin to enrage the three Horned Scale Clan Gods, in their fury, they would not leave Tusir any chance of survival.

Hornfurtz glanced one last time at the lifeless corpse of the Horned Scale Clan below, then abruptly turned, his fierce gaze fixed on Tusir. "Tusir, this was all your scheme, wasn't it?" "You single-handedly held back three of our Celestial Gods, while you had human cultivators secretly slaughter nine of our Great Gods." "Heh, you've always looked down on the Horned Scale Clan. Did you really think you could escape unscathed from the three of us by yourself?"

Enraged, Jiao Fuzi laughed, a blood-red glint almost solidifying in his narrow, elongated eyes.

"Kill him to avenge our fallen kin!" "After killing Tusir, we will immediately head to Tianyuan Star to take the life of that human cultivator and comfort the souls of our fallen kin!" The other two Horned Scale Clan Gods were equally enraged, roaring fiercely.

The loss of nine powerful beings in a short period of time had a tremendous impact on the trio of Fates and his companions. Although three celestial beings within their clan still held up the foundation, preventing complete collapse, a huge gap had appeared in their mid-level combat power.

"kill!"

Enraged, Hornfuz uttered a cold shout, and the three celestial beings, no longer holding back, charged towards Tusir. Previously, the three had exercised restraint, intending to slowly deplete Tusir's power before striking and killing him once his defenses crumbled. Now, filled with grief and rage, they disregarded their own losses, willing to trade blows for injuries, seeking only to kill Tusir in the shortest possible time to vent their fury.

In just a few dozen breaths, Tusir endured a relentless and ferocious onslaught. His body was covered with wounds of varying depths, the celestial light around him grew increasingly dim, and his Dao body was on the verge of shattering.

On the brink of life and death, Tusir finally pieced together the entire picture. "It was Su Mu, it was all Su Mu's scheme from beginning to end..."

Before the battle began, Su Mu took the initiative to retreat separately. All nine great gods perished, leaving only one to return and report the news, which enraged the three of them, including Jiao Fuzi. A series of plans were tightly linked, forcing the three gods to launch a desperate attack on him.

Having figured out the whole truth, Tusir gave a self-deprecating bitter smile. He had originally planned to scheme against Su Mu, but in the end, he had fallen into the other party's trap and was about to die.

"Why? Why did it turn out like this...?"

Tusir let out a desperate roar as the three Horned Scale Clan gods' deadly attacks arrived simultaneously.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three destructive forces simultaneously struck Tusser's shattered body.

As expected, the energy explosion erupted, and Tusser, filled with resentment, was reduced to ashes under the violent impact.

The battle has come to an end.