The Domain of God

The moment he saw Yan Jue, Wu Feng felt that he had come to the wrong place.

It was a benevolent-looking old man. His clothes were ordinary, and his smile was warm. Even the furnishings in the room were like those of an ordinary person.

"Are you really Yan Jue?"

Wu Feng raised his eyebrows, this person did indeed have the strength of Profound God, but his body did not have any traces of fierceness, nor was there any scent of blood.

Yan Jue invited the few of them to sit, then instructed the people to serve tea, and laughed: "I am Yan Jue, and seeing your honorable self, I have never seen you before. I wonder, what business do you have with this old man? "

Wu Feng laughed: "Looking for you, is there something I need your help with?"

Yan Jue laughed, patting his forehead: "Look at me, it's just that normally, it's all about these, so I habitually think that you have come to me for help. "I dare ask, is there any other reason for your esteemed self to come here?"

Wu Feng laughed: "If I said I was here to worship you, would you believe me?"

Yan Jue was startled, then laughed out loud once again, "Sir, you must be joking. The feeling you give this old man, is not that of an ordinary Profound Cultivator."

Wu Feng chuckled, "When I came here, I heard about some things you said. Your good reputation was not accumulated over a day or two, it seems to have lasted for a hundred years, right?"

Hearing that, Yan Jue sighed, "I'm just doing what I can, I don't have anything else to do, so I can only do some small things in this place, and hope to help a few more people."

Wu Feng laughed: "So that means you are redeeming yourself?"

Yan Jue's face slightly changed, his body was stiff on the chair, and after a long while he said: Maybe, if there are some things that can be resolved this way.

Wu Feng laughed: "Looking at your meaning, are you feeling guilty? If you're guilty, why did you do that back then? "

Yan Jue regained his calm, quietly looked at Wu Feng, and suddenly sighed: "I know who you are."

"Oh?"

Wu Feng was slightly startled, then smiled again: "Then what do you think it is?"

Yan Jue laughed bitterly, "I won't do anything, I know that this day will come sooner or later. Especially after the Destructive Order came down, I knew that this day wouldn't be too far away. It's just that I never expected you to come this fast. "

Wu Feng said softly: "Do you regret it?"

Yan Jue closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, "Regret, all these years I have lived and regretted, I even thought of dying, but I felt that my life was not mine. Every time I close my eyes, it's like seeing those dead people swaying in front of my eyes. They want my life. "

"If I knew earlier, why would I have done what I did before?"

Wu Feng said softly, "Even if you live for a little longer, so what?"

Yan Jue's face was in pain, his fists subconsciously clenched tightly, "I was just not willing, just not willing!"

Wu Feng was startled, and sighed: "Tell me about it?"

"Since I was young, I have always been a child that others looked down upon. I don't have any talent in cultivation, I cultivated bitterly for nearly seven hundred years, and just as I was about to die, I became a Profound God. My life can be said to be completely blank, I only know how to train every day. But when I became a Profound God, not only did I not reap any rewards, I actually realized that my body had already decayed after years of bitter cultivation. "

"But I've only just become a Profound God, how can I be willing?"

The Brother Dog said coldly: "So, you used the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice to extend your life?"

Yan Jue held his head with both hands and firmly held onto the grayish white hair, "Yes, by a mere thought, I used the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice!"

"However!"

Yan Jue said in a dull voice, "I never thought that forcibly using the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice would cause my heart to be filled with incomparable suffering. The looks of fear, anger, and hatred made me feel like a demon, a bloodthirsty demon. "I survived, but I didn't feel happy at all. It was too bitter."

Wu Feng was calm, he had seen many people who used the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice, someone like Yan Jue could only be considered to be someone extraordinary.

However, no matter how extraordinary he was, he was still someone who had used the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice.

Yan Jue laughed miserably, "Under the torment of my heart, I founded this family, and what you said is true, I want to atone for my sins. I don't want to drink human blood to alleviate the side effects of the Allspirit Blood Sacrifice, because that would only make me feel disgusted. "

Wu Feng whispered, "You don't want to resist?"

Yan Jue shook his head, "I don't want to resist anymore, it's too tiring. Living is really too painful, if I end up feeling lucky because of you. "It's just that I want to ask you for a favor."

Wu Feng nodded, "Go ahead."

Yan Jue said: "I was the one who did the wrong thing, it has nothing to do with this family, and nothing to do with the people of this town. I hope that you can tell right from wrong, do not vent your anger on others, and even more so do not use human life to warn the world not to use the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice, is that possible? "

Wu Feng said softly, "Yes, but are you sure you've really thought it through?"

Yan Jue nodded heavily, "I have already made preparations. You can take my life away at any time."

Wu Feng continued: "Aren't you worried that I will expose your crimes?"

Yan Jue shook his head, "If there's hatred or contempt, I leave it to them. Sigh, since I've already done it, I will have to bear all the consequences, don't you think so?"

Xiao Linger tugged on Wu Feng's sleeve, feeling that it was a little unbearable.

Wu Feng slowly stood up and the Black Wind Blade tightly gripped in his hand as he pointed at Yan Jue, "I am sorry, but no matter how many years you have redeemed yourself, you have committed a heinous crime. But now, I can give you one more chance to enter the Divine Prison or die. "

Yan Jue closed his eyes, "I choose to die, I do not wish to spend the rest of my life in a dark prison."

Wu Feng said softly, "Your choice may be correct. If you truly feel suffering in your heart, then the longer you live, the more unbearable it will be for you.

The black wind blade was raised high in the air, and a sharp Bladeqi spread out in all directions.

Yan Jue still did not move, his mental strength did not even have a single ripple.

The Black Wind Blade slowly descended. No matter how slow the strike was, a piece of metal would be chopped in half.

"Stop!"

Someone rushed in from outside the door with an anxious voice.

The black wind blade in Wu Feng's hand stopped, he turned to look, only to see that outside the door, there were already dozens of people crowding in, all of them filled with righteous indignation, glaring at Wu Feng.

Yan Jue immediately opened his eyes and shouted: "Leave quickly, I deserve this punishment."

Wu Feng glanced at Yan Jue, and suddenly felt that he was afraid, from the bottom of his heart.

With the appearance of the diviner, it could be said that he had killed a lot of people and the news of him, Yan Jue, was not that closed, so he had some understanding of the situation.

A person strode out and shouted angrily: "We vow to advance and retreat together with the Patriarch! No matter who it is, if you want to touch the Patriarch, you need to step on our corpses to do so. "

"You?"

Wu Feng smiled, "With your little strength, do you really think you can scare me?"

"Thief, we are not afraid of you!"

There was a loud shout from behind him, and there were also people crowding in from outside the courtyard.

Wu Feng let go of the Soul Essence and felt the situation outside the courtyard. Surprisingly, more and more people began to gather outside.

The whole town was here!

Yan Jue's expression changed once again. He had sensed the power of Wu Feng's Soul Essence at the first moment and hurriedly blocked in front of Wu Feng. His face went deathly pale. "You … you promised me this before."

If the Soul Essence's power spread across a large area, it would naturally not be enough to deal with powerful people. However, against these people, it was very destructive.

Wu Feng smiled indifferently, "So?"

Yan Jue took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "I can directly kill myself in front of you, but I hope that you can leave as soon as possible, without moving a single person."

Wu Feng grabbed Yan Jue's shoulder and rushed out of the living room with a whistle.

"What are you trying to do?!"

The crowd below bellowed and chased after him.

Wu Feng landed gently on the courtyard wall, all four sides were already filled with shadows, all the streets and alleys in the area.

"I never would have thought that so many people would come for you."

Wu Feng laughed indifferently, at the same time, he waved his hand to sweep away the people who were rushing over.

"Stop!"

Yan Jue was shocked, "They are all ordinary people, even when they are training, they are only ordinary Profound Cultivator."

Wu Feng's eyes swept the area, looking at the faces that were filled with anger, he said indifferently: "This man, the great man in your eyes, I can tell you directly that two hundred years ago, he used the Myriad Spirit Blood Sacrifice to kill over ten thousand people!"

"You all actually want to save such an evil person?"

Everything was suddenly quiet, and everyone stared in shock.