Chapter 1519: Instant Kill

While fleeing, the Second Elder of the Desolate Hall continuously consumed medicinal pills. Finally, the Desolate Hall came into his view.

At this moment, his emotions were extremely complex.

There was the grievance from being previously humiliated, the joy of surviving a disaster, and the fear of facing the wrath of the Sect Master.

All these emotions converged, causing the Second Elder to slow down his escape.

He adjusted his mindset, calmed his thoughts, and then nervously entered the Desolate Hall.

The Second Elder had initially wanted to mess up his hair and tear his black robe even more, but upon feeling the severity of his injuries, he decided against such unnecessary actions.

After all, the Sect Master's power was such that he could see through the Second Elder's injuries at a glance; there was no point in faking it.

Subsequently, the Second Elder rushed to the deepest part of the Desolate Hall, arriving before a throne and kneeling before a shadowy figure.

At this time, including the Second Elder, there were six elders in the hall.

The shadowy figure's crimson eyes flickered as he intently watched the severely injured and disheveled Second Elder.

Before the shadowy figure could inquire, the Second Elder spoke up, his voice trembling and lips quivering.

"Reporting to the Sect Master... the strength of those four truly exceeded our expectations. The Fifth Elder, the Eighth Elder, and over a hundred disciples were easily slain by them."

"I barely escaped their grasp and have come to report this matter to the Sect Master. My cultivation is lowly, and I have failed the Sect Master's trust. I beg for the Sect Master's forgiveness!"

The Second Elder spoke with great emotion and sincerity.

He did not mention that the four brothers had let him go, as that would make him seem too incompetent.

Thus, he could only claim to have escaped by chance, to prevent the Sect Master from venting his anger on him.

The always calm shadowy figure trembled slightly.

The crimson light in his eyes grew even more intense, and his emotions showed a slight fluctuation.

Then, the shadowy figure's ethereal and eerie voice entered the minds of the six elders, both majestic and strange.

"It seems I will have to go myself!"

The Second Elder knelt on the ground, not daring to lift his head, shivering.

The shadowy figure's voice sounded again.

"These four have shown such strength, enough to be considered variables in the prophecy, enough to make me take them slightly seriously, but that's all."

The other five elders were as silent as cicadas in winter.

They first expressed sympathy for the Second Elder's plight.

Then they felt that the Sect Master's cultivation was too profound and unfathomable.

Three elders had gone together and not only failed to kill the enemy but were also beaten so badly, suffering heavy losses.

This indicated that the four brothers were not opponents that these elders could handle.

Therefore, none of them stepped forward to volunteer to kill the four madmen, all remaining silent.

Indeed, only the Sect Master himself could resolve this matter, and they all eagerly anticipated witnessing the Sect Master in action.

Wu Tian's heart was greatly shaken.

He had not expected the four brothers to be so fierce, having slaughtered the Holy Hall and killed two elders of the Desolate Hall along with over a hundred disciples.

He prided himself on his high cultivation, but the Second Elder was in such a state, and his own cultivation as the Third Elder was inferior to the Second Elder's.

Clearly, it was only natural that the four brothers had disregarded him that day.

Wu Tian felt a faint worry.

After all, he had led the massacre of Warm Wine City.

But fortunately, the Sect Master was willing to take action directly, so it seemed these four would not cause much trouble!

At that moment, a loud shout echoed through the hall.

"No need to trouble yourself, we've come on our own!"

With the sound, the four brothers had somehow arrived deep within the heavily guarded Desolate Hall.

They stood proudly in the air, looking down at the shadowy figure and the six elders.

Hearing this, Wu Tian's heart tightened, and his expression changed drastically.

These madmen had actually broken into the Desolate Hall's main hall; their audacity knew no bounds!

The Second Elder, as if struck in a soft spot, sprang to his feet and instinctively took several steps back.

He had not expected the four brothers to be even bolder than he imagined, not just letting him go to report back but actually following him to the headquarters of the Desolate Hall!

"Daring to massacre Warm Wine City in our absence, this blood debt will be repaid today!" the black-clad man shouted angrily.

"Indeed, daring to provoke us, your Desolate Hall need not exist any longer!" the toad roared.

The six elders remained silent, each drawing their own magical instruments, preparing for battle.

The shadowy figure's lips curled into a smile, his eerie voice entering everyone's minds.

"Heh, you have quite the nerve!"

"But that's good, saves me the trouble of looking for you."

"Brothers, no need to waste words on these beasts. I'll handle the shadowy figure; you take care of the rest here!"

Yi Feng narrowed his eyes, not wanting to waste any more words, only desiring to unleash a massacre.

The snail, unable to wait any longer, transformed into a massive form thousands of feet tall and crashed down towards several elders.

The black-clad man shouted and charged at Wu Tian with his sword; this was the person he wanted to tear to pieces first!

The toad inhaled and exhaled clouds, forming a powerful laser cannon from condensed energy.

Without a word, Yi Feng pointed his sword at the eerie shadowy figure.

The fierce battle erupted instantly.

At this moment.

The shadowy figure grinned and slowly floated up, exuding a terrifying and chilling aura.

"I can see that you are the biggest variable among them, so I'll play with you properly."

As he spoke, his eyes shifted, and he casually said to the elders present, "Leave those three trash to you!"

Yi Feng's expression was cold as his sword moved swiftly towards the shadowy figure, a sword strike spanning three thousand miles!

The battlefield was instantly divided by Yi Feng's sword strike.

On the side of the three brothers.

The snail soared into the sky and came crashing down.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion shook the entire Desolate Hall.

The five elders quickly dodged, but the Second Elder, who was the most severely injured, couldn't escape in time.

He held a broken trident, helplessly resisting, but could only watch as his weapon was crushed inch by inch.

Then his arm, followed by his crescent-shaped face.

And finally, his hunched body.

The Second Elder was crushed into nothingness by this swift strike, not even having time to make a sound before his body and spirit were annihilated.

Instant kill!