Chapter 571: I [Red Heart 9] Will Never Surrender

Chapter 572: I, Red Heart 9, Will Never Surrender

Under the dark clouds.

As the two domains of the Witch God Dao practitioners desperately expanded, three even more terrifying domains descended like mountains from the sky the next moment. With just a touch, Feijia and Liuzhao were sent reeling, vomiting blood violently.

They were only Sixth-tier, utterly unable to resist the combined power of the three Seventh-tier individuals before them. To this moment, they couldn't understand why such a large-scale deployment was necessary to deal with just two of them... Surely, most of Fu Sheng Hui's top combatants must have already been dispatched?

Seeing the two so easily defeated, the three pursuing Hall Masters from Fu Sheng Hui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Good thing... the Twilight Society wasn't as terrifying as rumored.

At the same time, the terrifying gaze that had hung above the dark clouds seemed to lose interest. His intervention here was merely an extra precaution, and it now seemed these two didn't require his personal involvement at all.

A walkie-talkie on one of the Hall Masters rang. After answering and listening for a moment, he nodded slightly.

"Understood."

He put away the walkie-talkie and said to the two beside him, "The identities of these individuals have been confirmed. The one Wang Jincheng was chasing earlier is Red Heart 6, and these two are Black Spade 6 and Red Heart 9."

"Their ranks aren't high... not even a face card. No wonder they're so weak."

"It seems we wasted such a large deployment this time."

"Our opponents are the Twilight Society. It's not bad to be cautious... If there was a Jack, Queen, or King among them, things would be troublesome."

"True."

The three stood in the void, looking down at the two battered Witch God Dao practitioners below. Their confidence swelled, and it seemed everything was already under control.

Feijia and Liuzhao, covered in blood, were sent flying backward by the shock of the three domains. They did not give up resisting; instead, they gritted their teeth, activated their abilities, and used their momentum to rapidly dart towards the dance hall.

One of the Hall Masters let out a cold snort, his voice echoing like thunder beneath the clouds:

"Black Spade 6, Red Heart 9, surrender now! You cannot escape this mortal realm!"

Hearing this, the two who were desperately running jolted.

Deep bewilderment appeared in Liuzhao's eyes.

"He called us... what?"

"Black Spade 6, Red Heart 9?" Feijia was utterly horrified. "Could it be... could it be they don't know we're from the Wuji Realm, nor do they know our plan... They're chasing us simply because they think we're from the Twilight Society??"

"Huh???" Liuzhao was completely baffled. The situation kept reversing so quickly he no longer knew what was real and what was fake. "No, what exactly is going on??"

"It's probably Red Heart 6's doing again... I told you, why would they need such a large force just to chase two of us?!" Feijia was so furious his teeth almost shattered. "We've all been tricked by that Red Heart 6!!"

"So what do we do now?! Directly reveal the truth to Fu Sheng Hui? Tell them we're not from the Twilight Society?"

"Do you think they'll believe us?? They'll definitely subdue us, either kill us, or use some means to force information out of us... They don't know about the Wuji Realm yet, but once they capture us, they'll know everything! All our plans will be ruined!" Feijia's thoughts were still clear, and he instantly analyzed the situation.

"So, them mistaking us for the Twilight Society is actually a good thing... At least our operations haven't been exposed yet!"

"You mean..."

Liuzhao ran for dear life, deep in thought.

A glint flashed in Feijia's eyes. He suddenly turned his head and roared at the three pursuing figures in the sky:

"Human civilization! Never extinguished!! If you have the guts, kill me!! I, Red Heart 9, will never surrender!!"

"Hmph, incorrigible."

The three in the sky shook their heads, and their three colossal domains expanded once more!

Liuzhao felt the terrifying aura from above and turned ashen. He knew there was no way he would leave alive today. Gritting his teeth, he said to Feijia:

"I'll try my best to stop them. You try to activate the escape formation... At the very least, you must relay what happened here back."

"Alright!" Feijia nodded heavily. He looked at Liuzhao and spoke gravely, "There's no need to fear death... When the time is right, the High Priest will recall our souls and grant us new life and eternal life!"

"I naturally believe in the Psychic Sovereign's promise."

Liuzhao grinned, turned his head without hesitation, and darted wildly towards the three Hall Masters. His entire spiritual energy began to burn madly as he poured everything into his domain!

Densely packed runes coiled around him like a black sun. He laughed heartily:

"I, Black Spade 6, will never surrender!!"

The three Hall Masters' brows furrowed slightly.

Boom—!!!

As Liuzhao's body completely exploded, the sky seemed to plunge into chaos. A strange, colossal rune rapidly expanded in the air, and six blood-red giant hands tore through the void from within it, grabbing towards the three figures.

The speed of these six hands was astonishing; or rather, the moment they appeared, time itself seemed to fall still.

In the black-and-white sky, the six blood-red hands softly enveloped the three figures, like silky smooth silk, beautiful and without a hint of malice... Death descended silently amidst gentleness.

Domain: Silent Haven.

One second later.

The surface of the six blood-red hands visibly began to crack. Strands of rosy light seeped through the fissures, as if a fiery red sun was slowly rising from within.

The cracks became increasingly grotesque and dense. With a crisp explosion, the six hands shattered completely into fragments that filled the sky. An oil-painting-like red sun hung behind the three Hall Masters, its myriad rays like raging fire, effortlessly melting away all traces of the hands that had filled the sky...

Liuzhao's last desperate attack lasted only one second before falling apart.

The three Hall Masters stood beneath the painted red sun, without a single trace of injury on their bodies. Their gaze locked onto a black figure in the distance.

In that brief second, Feijia also burst forth with astonishing speed, instantly darting hundreds of meters and arriving above the street where the dance hall was located!

A glimmer of hope appeared in his eyes. Just as he was about to crash into the dance hall, a splash of ink, like grotesque lightning, instantly pierced through his chest!!

—!

The ink lightning came too fast, and without any warning. Feijia only felt his chest go numb as a grotesque void replaced his torso. His spiritual energy collapsed and dissipated, and he softly and weakly smashed through the dance hall's ceiling, landing on the dust-filled floor.

Amidst the swirling, hazy dust, a white-robed figure carrying an eight-foot ink brush on his back slowly walked from afar.