C8 Xuanyuan Qing

Finally, there was fear on the face of the Devil Clan. He looked at Mo Ziyun unwillingly, "What did you do to me!?"

Would Mo Ziyun answer him? The answer was, of course, no. Even until the moment of his death, the Devil Clan's eyes were still wide open, and he died without knowing why. He completely did not understand why he had lost when he clearly had the upper hand.

After confirming that the Demon Clan was dead, Mo Ziyun finally heaved a sigh of relief. He walked over and searched the items on the Demon Clan's body. He opened the storage ring of the Demon Clan, because the Demon Clan was dead and the contract on the storage ring had been removed. Even if it wasn't removed, with Mo Ziyun's Mahayana Period mental strength, he wouldn't have any pressure at all to break a Level Four Devil Clan's storage ring.

Mo Ziyun's divine sense swept across the storage ring space. He had no use for the resources of the Devil Clan. What he was curious about was how the Devil Clan discovered that there was something fishy about his clothes. In an inconspicuous corner, he found a ball.

Mo Ziyun took out the ball and played with it for a while. So that's how it was. He didn't expect that after thirty years, the art of refining would become stranger and stranger. This ball was made of Star Sea Iron and some other materials. Star Sea Iron was originally used to sense magnetic fields to create a compass, but he didn't expect it to be used as a detector. This ball could detect a person's magnetic field. The stronger one was, the stronger the magnetic field would be. The magnetic field was not something that his cloak could cover up.

Presumably, the Devil Clan had detected that his magnetic field was too low, but his cultivation was unable to see through it, which was why they had set their eyes on his cloak.

After figuring out the reason, Mo Ziyun took out a pill from the Immortal Palace and swallowed it. He closed his eyes. To be honest, he wasn't 100% sure about this move. While they were fighting, he transferred his Spiritual Energy through the wound into the opponent's body. Then, he controlled the blood and crushed all of the opponent's internal organs. No matter how strong the body was, the internal organs were still the same as an ordinary person's.

He wasn't entirely sure because he was afraid he didn't have enough spiritual power, but in the end he won.

Feeling that the Spiritual Energy in his body had recovered by sixty to seventy percent, Mo Ziyun opened his eyes and swept his gaze behind a rock. His eyes carried a cold light, "Sir, why have you been looking around for so long?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence all around him, as if he was being mocked for overthinking. Mo Ziyun snorted coldly, raised his hand, and smashed the rock with an impact. A figure instantly flashed out.

"I've been discovered." Xuanyuan Qing, dressed in a green robe, walked in front of Mo Ziyun. The folding fan in his hand continued to wave, and his eyes flashed with a bright light. He looked like an elegant young master.

Was it the Devil Clan? From the looks of it, it should be above level five. Mo Ziyun frowned slightly, and carefully sensed it. It was probably already at the peak of level seven of the Devil Clan. Not to mention that he was still injured, even if he was in good condition, he might not be able to escape from the perfectly transformed Devil Clan.

But he didn't seem hostile to him, and anyway it was better to go.

Mo Ziyun moved back a little, preparing to escape when the other party was not paying attention. If he did not want to kill him, he would not chase after him. Instead, he used the acceleration rune, so he should be able to escape.

Xuanyuan Qing noticed his actions and his eyes rolled. He had just returned from his journey and was about to return to the Devil Palace, but he didn't expect to see such a scene. A human cultivator at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment stage had actually defeated the Fourth Grade Devil Clan. Of course, part of the reason was because the Devil Clan had underestimated their enemy.

He had no intention of avenging his own kind, and he deserved to die if he wasn't strong enough, but he was interested in the human cultivator.

"Human, you killed my kind, shouldn't you say something?"

"Heh, when did the Devil Clan become united and friendly?" Mo Ziyun replied disdainfully.