Chapter 1738: On the Eve of the Fall 10

In everyone's eyes, everything happened too suddenly.

One second ago, a Fourth Stage elder was still showing off his might; the next second, a monster crushed him to death.

Especially, as this huge corpse emerged, everyone felt an instinctive chill from deep within. The aura radiating from this headless corpse was actually stronger than any Fourth Stage they had ever seen!

Familiar yet unfamiliar.

Watching Mo Ling as she headed toward the screaming, fleeing Heavenly Father Sect members, even those familiar with Mo Ling like Gao Yan felt their hearts skip a beat.

Although the suddenly appearing Mo Ling's target wasn't them, at this moment, even though the girl didn't say a word or show any anger,

yet from Mo Ling they sensed an icy killing intent to the extreme.

"Let us go! Spare us! Spare me, ahhh!"

At the brink of life and death, perhaps human potential will be unleashed.

After the elder was instantly brought under near‑torture‑like control, the remaining Heavenly Father Sect members were all terrified out of their wits.

Escaping was simply impossible.

Merely, under the headless corpse's aura lock, they horrifiedly discovered their bodies were instantly frozen in mid‑air, unable to move at all.

Compared to the headless corpse that could scare the guts out of a person,

the delicately flying Mo Ling, like a porcelain doll, was actually the most terrifying thing in their eyes!

The reason is simple.

In that girl's pitch‑black, bottomless eyes, it seemed as if countless souls were wailing.

Merely locking eyes with her would draw their souls out from the crown of their heads!

"Spare you?"

As she floated before them, Mo Ling calmly looked at the few people begging for mercy, giving only a soft laugh.

Ignoring the pleas, she instead first tilted her head slightly to look at the death‑pale, nearly dying Fang Yirou.

"Didn't I tell you to run?"

She asked softly, and as she spoke, a flash of cold incomprehension flickered in Mo Ling's eyes at why Fang Yirou could be so foolish.

Before Fang Yirou could struggle to speak and say something,

the next second, Mo Ling spoke again.

"Your death doesn't matter, but since you're connected to him, your disgraceful death is his disgrace."

"How dare you?"

As her words fell, Fang Yirou froze stiff.

As a fellow girl, she had thought Mo Ling was blaming her for seeking death, worrying about her safety. But she hadn't expected that, in Mo Ling's eyes, her courage seemed like stupidity, affecting that person's "identity"?

Such a morbid, twisted thought instantly made her feel cold inside.

She turned her head, ignoring Fang Yirou's fearful gaze, and Mo Ling looked again at the "Heavenly Father" seized by the headless corpse.

All that could be seen in Mo Ling's icy eyes at that moment was an empty void devoid of any human feeling, with only a hint of "pity".

"I actually didn't want to come out..."

"I still have something I haven't found..."

"But why are you cursing him? How dare you speak his name?"

"Bang! Bang bang!"

She gave no one any chance to beg for mercy.

In an instant.

Skulls exploded one after another.

As Mo Ling's small hand grabbed, amid the sky‑filling minced flesh, she actually pulled out several translucent souls.

Looking at the souls that had no idea what had happened, which should have dissipated after death, their faces full of panic.

A cluster of pale white flame suddenly rose from Mo Ling's hand.

"Rest assured, I won't kill you."

"I will only roast your souls, then lock them together with the gods behind you inside a dagger."

Her words fell.

Without waiting for the Heavenly Father, now turned into a soul, to twist and struggle desperately in an attempt to escape,

the next second, Mo Ling expressionlessly stuffed everyone's souls into the dagger, and the dagger in her hand instantly traced a circle in the blank air.

And behind the circle, there was indeed a stunned goat‑headed giant face.

"No! No!!!"

"I've caught you."

"Quickly close the dungeon! Quickly close the connection channel!!"

Inside Heaven's Dungeon, a series of alarms shocking to the extreme suddenly made all the escapees instinctively look toward the world's edge.

Upon the god's throne, the First Generation Escapee who had originally been watching another Long An scene could not help but jump to his feet.

"What's there to panic about?!"

"What happened?!"

His mental power instantly spread out.

The First Generation Escapee's face was full of bewilderment; he had no idea why the subordinate in charge of guarding the connection had suddenly gone mad and fled back.

In his perception, everything was clearly normal.

"Say what's going on quickly! Why close the channel? Who allowed you to come back!"

Likewise, he was puzzled.

Beneath the god's throne, a Fourth Stage high‑level escapee instinctively shouted back.

As one of the few remaining instances, the instance that was suddenly closed is an important instance that supports Heaven's energy, and it is also a special instance through which they can transmit power to the outside world.

It can be said that, in reality, one-third of the Fourth Stage they control is operated by the escapees from that instance.

"A monster has rushed in!"

"The Hell Overlord is dead! He was seized and dragged out alive!"

His words were incoherent.

The goat-headed Fourth Stage, as if escaped from Hell, was waving its hooves in extreme terror.

The fear in those horizontal pupils was even stronger than when Lin An first stormed into the instance.

Heaven pities him.

Just a few seconds ago, he was still as usual deceiving some humans into doing work for them in reality.

As a result, in the next second, the Hell Overlord responsible for transmitting power and attacking the Long An branch suddenly vanished from beside him.

To be precise, it was a hand that suddenly appeared, spanned three layers of space, and then forcibly dragged him out!

How terrifying!

There were no signs, no abnormalities!

In his view, it was just like watching TV, when suddenly a hand reached out from the TV and dragged his companion beside him into the TV!

The Hell Overlord, who exceeded Fourth Stage high-level, could not even resist, and was instantly crushed into a sheet of paper and dragged into reality!

In the final image he saw, the pitiful Hell Overlord seemed to have even his soul sucked out!

He had no time to block the round hole that pierced through the three layers of world.

He was almost scared mad, and had to flee back as fast as possible!

"A monster!?"

"How could there still be a monster!?"

"What on earth are you saying!?"

At the same time.

The First, also thrown into panic by the goat-hoof Fourth Stage, now felt that he simply could not understand what his subordinate was saying.

All one saw was him grabbing the goat-hoof Fourth Stage and dragging it to his side, forcibly reading the image.

Soon, the First on the throne also froze.

It was as if he were inside an ice cave.

Compared to the goat-hoof Fourth Stage not understanding, what does it mean to have the power to seize a Fourth Stage high-level being by force after passing through the instance barrier?

At that moment, an unbelievable answer flashed through the mind of the First-generation escapee.

Fourth Stage Peak..

Even..

Fifth Stage!?

"No... how could this be possible!?"

"This is absolutely impossible!!"