Food delivery services are available in every world, and the big shots are going crazy for me.

Chapter 308 Appeared

Time passed slowly, and the surroundings became eerily quiet.

"Hiss~ Why do I feel like the temperature around me has suddenly dropped a lot?" Wang Xiaoyu's partner, Dou Tianxia, ​​touched her arm. It seems she will need to wear more layers in the future.

"Hey? Look, why is it foggy?" Xu Kai asked in surprise, pointing in a direction.

Everyone looked around and saw that everything was foggy. This... didn't feel good.

Some timid people have already huddled together for warmth.

Mo Qianxun quickly erected a barrier. The circle she had drawn earlier emitted a golden light, which formed a semi-circular dome that enveloped them all.

Everyone: ...No, little sister, you really are a descendant of Sun Wukong!

Zhao Qing tugged at An Xinghui's arm: "Do you know how amazing your little sister is?"

An Xinghui gave him a smug look: "Of course I know my little sister. Envious, huh? Well, it's no use being envious."

Zhao Qing: ...No, are you sure you're the An Xinghui I know? He's not that kind of person.

An Xing replied: That's because you don't understand me yet. Otherwise, why would they all call me An Gou (An Dog)?

"Hey, seriously, is your little sister a Taoist priest or a cultivator?" Zhao Qing nudged him again.

"Could that Taoist priest have such powerful techniques? My little sister, she must be a cultivator."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qing's expression instantly changed: "No, why? Can people cultivate immortality now? Isn't the world supposed to be the end of the Dharma era?"

An Xinghui froze for two seconds: "How did you know?"

"Isn't that how it's always written in novels?"

An Xing replied: ...Right, he's overthinking it.

"We are indeed in the Dharma-ending Age now." But that won't be for long.

Zhao Qing noticed that An Xinghui's expression was a bit off: "Brother Xinghui, you don't know anything, do you? Tell me!"

"No, we can't say that yet. We'll be punished if we do." An Xing pointed upwards.

Zhao Qing paused for two seconds: Okay, everything is understood without words.

Soon their attention was completely drawn to other noises.

"My God, upon closer inspection, I realized that the fog is actually black." Wang Xiaoyu stood at the edge of the circle, looking at the situation outside with some surprise.

"Wow, holy crap!" Dou Tianxia was looking on curiously when a black handprint suddenly appeared on the golden barrier in front of her. Startled, she took several steps back and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure she was at a safe distance.

Mo Qianxun only glanced at the handprint before turning her gaze back to something not far away.

"Look over there, what's that flashing?" Liu Ying pointed in the direction Mo Qianxun was looking.

Everyone looked over and indeed, there were several lights flashing, and judging from the way they looked, it seemed like they were fighting!
Mo Qianxun looked nervously in that direction. Although her eyesight was excellent, the fog was so thick that it still affected her eyes to some extent.

"Qianxun, those over there, could they be Ling Feng and the others?" An Xinghui leaned closer.

All he could see were blurry figures and flashes of light from various spells cast during the fight.

“Yes, let’s consider this a practice session for them!” Mo Qianxun said, turning her gaze back to see Director Liu and the others looking at her with complicated expressions. Mo Qianxun understood their thoughts and sighed, “Don’t tell anyone!”

A group of people stood up straight and mimed zipping up their own zippers.

They absolutely would not tell anyone. If she found out, with her abilities, they probably wouldn't even know how they died.

Mo Qianxun nodded in satisfaction.

Suddenly, many dark handprints appeared directly above them, some from adults and some from children.

"How presumptuous of them." A long whip suddenly appeared in Mo Qianxun's hand, and she swung it upwards.

Wherever the long whip passed, there were only shrill screams.

Zhao Qing and the others had already huddled together in pairs, trembling as they watched the black handprints around them gradually disappear.

But it seemed like the other party wanted to play a war of attrition with her. Mo Qianxun looked at the endless stream of black handprints and sneered, "Then let me show you my newly learned moves!"

Mo Qianxun formed a hand seal, and a magic circle appeared in her palm. Then, she expanded the magic circle to encompass all the souls within it.

The agonizing screams of the souls did not soften Mo Qianxun's heart. As Mo Qianxun's fingers flew, the souls in the magic circle suffered even more. Then, as Mo Qianxun completed her last movement, the souls in the magic circle vanished instantly.

Everyone: ...My goodness, this woman is fiercer than a ghost.

An Xinghui looked at his little sister with starry eyes. His little sister was really amazing. He wanted to be just as amazing in the future.

The high priest then approached and said, "Now that those demons are much stronger, I don't know if your companions can hold out."

"I believe they can do it."

At this moment, Ling Feng looked at the ferocious-looking souls in front of him and unleashed his spiritual power without hesitation, destroying one soul after another.

"Captain Ling, something's not right here. Even if the village was massacred, there shouldn't be this many souls!" Bai Shuang dodged an attack and dealt with a soul, her expression somewhat grave.

Ling Feng looked around: "It seems we still haven't figured out the situation here."

"Hold on a little longer, let me see what's wrong!" Ling Feng soared into the sky, looking down at the scene below.

A moment later, Ling Feng flew down and dealt with one of the souls: "There should be an even more powerful soul here. The reason these souls are so reckless is probably because of that soul."

"So how do we lure him out?"

Ling Feng didn't say anything because he didn't know what to do either; it was the first time he had encountered something like this.

At this moment, Mo Qianxun never expected that the person Ling Feng wanted to lure out had already appeared in front of her.

Mo Qianxun stared blankly for two seconds at the burly soul in front of her, which had a skull hanging around its neck and was holding an axe.

"You wouldn't be thinking of imitating Sha Wujing, would you? After all, he was the Curtain-Raising General in his previous life. You want to be like him?"

"What bullshit Sha Wujing? So what if I'm dressed like this?" The man, carrying an axe, stroked his chin. "However, you girls are quite pretty. After you die, your souls can be my bandit wives. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

This man was practically all-powerful in this small town. Even though Mo Qianxun used her magic, he didn't take her seriously.

"Dream on! How could my little sister possibly become the wife of an ugly monster like you? You're ugly, but you're dreaming." An Xinghui rolled her eyes.

(End of this chapter)