Ming Zhitian raised his hand, and the air instantly solidified. With a single grasp, the Underworld Bell Soul was instantly corroded by space!
"!" Mo Jiu instinctively took a step back: "Who on earth... are you?! You can't possibly only be at the Divine Emperor realm."
Ming Zhitian said, "I'll give you one chance. Where is she?"
Mo Jiu still tried to play dumb: "This venerable one doesn't know what you're talking about."
Suddenly, a surprise attack came from behind him: "Ghost Demon Myriad Changes!"
Ten thousand ghosts and a thousand demons climbed onto Ming Zhitian, attempting to devour him whole.
Ming Zhitian used: "Immortal Points the Way."
He vanished into the void and reappeared, having become decay. He dispersed all the devils, and in passing, unleashed the God's Palm, striking Mo Jiu down!
Mo Jiu was horrified: "No! Impossible! ... My Divine Skill, Nine Transformations of Demonic Souls, is invincible. How could it be broken by you?"
Ming Zhitian looked indifferent, as if this were commonplace: "The disparity in strength is self-evident. Do you still wish to fight?"
"Nine Springs Fierce Soul!"
Boundless Nine Springs demonic power surged from the earth's core, and phantom images of fierce ghosts attacked!
Ming Zhitian remained composed and casually waved his hand: "Demonic Transformation of a Thousand Lifetimes!"
The room was filled with white light! It felt like a lifetime had passed! The Nine Springs Fierce Soul instantly turned into bubbles...
Mo Jiu was still not giving up, unaware that Ming Zhitian was deliberately sparing his life: "Demonic Path Extreme Delusion!"
A punch carrying the power of annihilation struck Ming Zhitian instantly. Ming Zhitian unhurriedly threw a counter-attack: "Darkness Without Heaven or Earth!"
Mo Jiu's punch missed. Ming Zhitian disappeared into demonic energy, reappearing to shatter Mo Jiu's front teeth with a single blow! He then sent him flying into the wall again!
"Bang!" He crashed heavily against it.
Mo Jiu got up to fight again!: "Primordial Demonic Fury!"
The space instantly twisted, even the room's tiles were caught in a whirlwind. A black hole slowly seeped out, intending to swallow Ming Zhitian.
Ming Zhitian remained calm, his large hand opening to cast: "Eighteen Heavenly Arts!"
The earth shook and the mountains swayed. Mo Jiu's Primordial Demonic Fury, instead, turned back on itself! It attacked Mo Jiu himself! "Boom! Explode!"
Mo Jiu spun seven hundred and eighty degrees in the air, then fell to the ground.
He was furious. No one had ever made him like this. He used the ultimate technique of the Nine Transformations of Demonic Souls: "Soul Washing, Soul Absorption, Demon Attraction, Demonic God Cultivation!"
Holes opened in the space, and ghosts and demons all emerged, then targeted Ming Zhitian's divine soul, his three souls and six spirits, beginning to absorb them!
Ming Zhitian raised his hand and easily cast an invisible magical barrier to block their casting. He then instantly condensed a spell and threw it: "God Devouring Immortal Destroying Throw!"
A long spear, resembling a streak of light, instantly pierced the center of Mo Jiu's chest!
"Bang!"
He was heavily nailed to the wall, with divine-destroying lightning electricity, rendering him unable to move.
Mo Jiu lost his ability to move, and his divine skill shattered.
Watching the blood seep from his lips, his disheveled appearance, Ming Zhitian felt an immense sense of satisfaction. He slowly approached him.
Mo Jiu threw him an olive branch: "As long as you help me, and let Mo Jiu become the new sect leader of the Heavenly Profound Sect, you can take half of the Heavenly Profound Sect's resources..."
Seeing Ming Zhitian pressing closer: "No, seventy percent, eighty percent, eighty percent still won't do?!"
Ming Zhitian stood firm: "You? You want me to help you? Are you worthy?"
Mo Jiu was confused: "What do you want?"
Ming Zhitian manipulated the magical spear, and the stinging pain instantly electrocuted Mo Jiu's entire body: "I surrender, I surrender!"
Ming Zhitian's eyes became infinitely deep: "Tell me, where is Xingchen? If she were to lose even half a strand of hair, you would deserve to be annihilated by me a thousand times over."