Chapter 573

I, Heart 9, Will Never Surrender

Beneath the dark clouds.

As the two Domains of the Path of the Witch God desperately unfolded, the next moment, three even more terrifying Domains smashed down from the vault of heaven like mountains. Just a touch caused Feijia and Six Claws to be shaken to the point of wildly vomiting fresh blood!

The two of them were only?

Seeing the two of them so vulnerable to a single blow, the three pursuing Hall Masters of Floating Life Painting couldn't help but sigh in relief.

Fortunately... the Dusk Society wasn't as terrifying as the rumors said.

At the same time, the terrifying gaze that had been constantly hanging above the dark clouds seemed to have also lost interest. He intervened here only to add an extra layer of insurance. Now it seemed these two pieces of trash didn't need him to act personally at all.

The Walkie-talkie in the embrace of one of the Hall Masters rang. He picked it up and listened for a moment before nodding slightly,

"Understood."

"Their Card Faces aren't high at all... Not even a single letter, no wonder they are so weak."

"It seems this time, we put on such a grand lineup for nothing."

"The opponent is the Dusk Society, being a bit cautious isn't a bad thing... If there were a J, Q, or K among them, things would be troublesome."

"True."

The three stood towering in the void, looking down at those two extremely battered Path of the Witch God users below. Their self-confidence gradually expanded, everything already well within their grasp.

Feijia and Six Claws were covered in blood, blasted flying backwards by the three people's Domains. They didn't give up resisting, but gritted their teeth and activated their skills, using the inertia to start hurtling extremely fast towards the location of the cabaret!

A Hall Master snorted coldly, his voice echoing under the clouds like thunder:

"Six of Spades, Heart 9, Surrender Without a Fight, you can't escape this Tumultuous Secular World!"

Hearing these words while running for their lives, the two's bodies shook violently.

Deep bewilderment surfaced in Six Claws' eyes.

"What did he... call us?"

"Six of Spades, Heart 9?" Feijia was incredibly horrified in his heart, "Could it be... could it be they don't know we're from the Wuji Domain, and don't know our plans either... They're hunting us down just because they think we're from the Dusk Society??"

"Ah???" Six Claws was completely dumbfounded. The current situation flipped back and forth, making him not know what was real and what was fake anymore, "No, what exactly is going on??"

"It's mostly that Six of Hearts playing tricks again... I was wondering, why would they use such a grand lineup just to hunt down the two of us!!" Feijia was so angry his teeth were about to shatter, "We've all been played by that Six of Hearts!!"

"Then what do we do now?! Directly lay our cards on the table with Floating Life Painting? Tell them we're not the Dusk Society?"

"Do you think they'll believe it?? They will absolutely subdue us, either kill us, or use some method to pry open our mouths... They don't know about the Wuji Domain yet, once they catch us, they'll know everything! All our plans will be destroyed in one fell swoop!" Feijia's thoughts were still relatively clear, instantly analyzing the situation clearly,

"Therefore, them mistaking us for the Dusk Society is actually a good thing... At least our operation hasn't been exposed yet!"

"You mean..."

Six Claws ran for his life Risking One's Life while deep in thought.

A gleam of light flashed through Feijia's eyes. He abruptly turned his head and roared at the three people pursuing in the sky:

"Human civilization! Will never be extinguished!! If you have the ability, then kill me!! I, Heart 9, will never surrender!!"

"Heh, stubbornly foolish."

The three people in the sky shook their heads, and the three sky-blotting Domains unfolded once again!

Six Claws felt the terrifying aura transmitting from overhead, his face pale as paper. He knew that today it was impossible for him to leave alive no matter what. He gritted his teeth and said to Feijia:

"I'll go Risking One's Life to stop them, you go try and see if you can activate the escape array... At the very least, you have to transmit what happened here back."

"Alright!" Feijia nodded heavily. He looked at Six Claws and said seriously, "There's no need to fear death... When the time is ripe, the High Priest will summon back our souls and bestow us with new life and Immortality!"

"I naturally believe the promise of the [Channeling] Pathway Chief."

Six Claws grinned, turning his head without hesitation and hurtling wildly towards the direction of the three Hall Masters. The Spiritual Power in his whole body began to burn frantically, and he poured everything he had into his Domain!

Dense Curse Runes lingered around him like a black sun. He laughed heartily and said:

"I, Six of Spades, will never surrender!!"

The brows of the three Hall Masters furrowed slightly.

Boom—!!!

As Six Claws' body completely exploded, the sky seemed to fall into chaos. A bizarre giant Curse Rune rapidly expanded in the air, and six giant bright red palms tore through the void from within, grabbing towards the bodies of the three respectively!

The speed of these six hands was too fast, or rather, the moment they appeared, time fell into a standstill.

In the black and white sky, six bright red palms softly wrapped around the bodies of the three, like silky satin, beautiful without carrying a single trace of killing intent... Death descended silently amidst gentleness.

Domain, [Silent Township].

One second later.

The surface of the six bright red palms began to crack visibly to the naked eye. Wisps of morning glow shone through the cracks, as if a fiery red sun was slowly rising from within.

These cracks became increasingly hideous and dense. With a crisp explosive sound, the six palms were entirely shattered into sky-filling fragments. An oil-painted red sun hung behind the three Hall Masters, the myriad morning glows like raging fire, casually melting the sky-filling palms without a trace...

The final strike that Six Claws risked his life to release only lasted for one second before falling apart.

The three Hall Masters stood tall beneath the oil-painted red sun, not a single scar left on their bodies, their gazes locked onto the black figure in the distance.

In this brief second, Feijia also erupted with astonishing speed, hurtling hundreds of meters in an instant, already arriving in the sky above the street where the cabaret was located!

A touch of hope surfaced in his eyes. Just as he was about to crash headlong into the cabaret, a stroke of splashed ink like hideous lightning instantly pierced through his chest!!

Pfft—!

This Ink Lightning came too fast, and without the slightest omen. Feijia only felt a numbness in his chest, and a hideous hollow replaced his torso. The Spiritual Power in his whole body collapsed and dissipated, and his entire person limply and weakly smashed through the cabaret ceiling, landing on the dust-flying floor.

Amidst the hazy, flying dust, a white-clad figure carrying an eight-foot ink brush slowly walked over from the distance.