After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 187 Questioning
Upon seeing this scene, both the middle-aged man from Luoshen Peak and Mei Yanyu in the hall were shocked.

The two quickly circulated their martial arts true energy to protect themselves, and at the same time, they retreated backward.

However, the two who wanted to leave the hall immediately were horrified to find that the entire hall seemed to be trapped by an invisible raging fire.

Their hair and clothes spontaneously combusted as soon as they got close, and their skin was burned by extremely high temperatures, yet they were unable to leave.

Seeing this, Mei Yanyu's expression shifted for a moment, then he turned to look at Murong Xiaoya outside the hall and said:
"Miss Murong, what do you mean by this?"

Murong Xiaoya did not reply, but instead looked at the two elders of the Baili family and slowly said:
"Your Baili family is one of the culprits, so naturally we can't let you die too easily."

As she spoke, she casually waved her hand, and the two ancestors of the Baili family suddenly rose up, crashing through the beams and roof of the main hall and appearing in the sky above the entire Baili mansion.

At the same time, what the two saw was that the members of the Baili family in various parts of the mansion, no matter where they were, were all dying one after another with their hearts bursting open. Among them were their descendants and direct relatives.

In an instant, both of them were filled with rage and grief.

He then turned and looked down at Murong Xiaoya with bloodshot eyes and boundless rage, as if he wished he could tear her to pieces.

Murong Xiaoya remained expressionless throughout, but the hatred in her eyes was no less than that of the two men.

But now she is the butcher, and the Baili family is the fish on the chopping block; their life and death are in her hands.

The next moment, under the angry and terrified gazes of the two ancestors of the Baili family, their hearts suddenly burst open and turned into blood mist, just like the clansmen they had witnessed, their life force rapidly fading away.

Soon, the middle-aged man and Mei Yanyu in the hall saw that the blood mist from the hearts of the two ancestors of the Baili family condensed into strands of essence blood and began to flow towards Murong Xiaoya's body.

Meanwhile, from all directions of the Baili family mansion, strands of essence blood seemed to be drawn by some force, flowing into Murong Xiaoya's body like rivers flowing into the sea.

In Mei Yanyu's and Mei Yanyu's eyes, the slender figure standing in the darkness now exuded an even more terrifying aura.

"What kind of demonic cultivation technique is this?"

The middle-aged man from Luoshen Peak spoke with a grim expression, glancing at Mei Yanyu beside him.

In his view, Mei Yanyu seemed to know this terrifying remnant of the Murong family, and perhaps knew his background.

However, Mei Yanyu remained silent with a solemn expression, his gaze fixed on Murong Xiaoya outside the hall, both shocked and fearful.

The Murong Xiaoya before him was completely different from the one he had seen during the day, and now she was blocking him from leaving, making it truly difficult for him to fathom her intentions.

At the same time, after absorbing all the essence blood, Murong Xiaoya casually waved her hand, and a raging sea of ​​fire poured down from the sky above Baili Mansion, burning down every part of the mansion.

After doing all this, she looked at Mei Yanyu and the other person who were already surrounded by a sea of ​​fire, and suddenly spoke:

Tell me, what is the relationship between the Mei family and Luoshen Peak?

Upon hearing this, both Mei Yanyu and the middle-aged man's expressions changed. After exchanging a glance, Mei Yanyu suppressed his fear and did not answer. Instead, he said:
“Miss Murong, we have nothing to do with what happened to the Murong family today. Please be lenient…”

However, before he could finish speaking, Murong Xiaoya interrupted him:

"Answer my question; I don't want to ask it a second time."

Upon hearing this, the sea of ​​fire formed from the burning beams, doors, and windows in the hall suddenly surged like a giant wave, then spewed out two twisted, intertwined tongues of fire that engulfed and submerged Mei Yanyu and his companion. Wherever the tongues of fire passed, the intense heat distorted the space, bricks and stones cracked, and even the bronze furnace standing in the hall gradually melted into molten copper.

Upon seeing this, Mei Yanyu and the middle-aged man were both greatly shocked.

Just then, an old man's voice suddenly rang out from above Baili Mansion:

"Wait a minute!"

The next moment, a giant silver hand formed from the true energy of heaven and earth suddenly fell from the sky and grabbed directly at Mei Yanyu and the other person who were in the sea of ​​fire.

Murong Xiaoya slightly raised her eyes, ignoring the other party's words, while the two tongues of fire in the sea of ​​flames quickly coiled towards the two of them.

"No... I come from Fallen God Peak, you are courting your own destruction!"

"Wait, I'll talk! I'll talk!"

The middle-aged man and Mei Yanyu spoke at the same time, but the former threatened, while the latter begged for mercy and compromised.

The next moment, a tongue of fire wrapped around the middle-aged man, and in the blink of an eye, the raging flames burned his skin and flesh into charcoal. The unbearable pain caused him to let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Another flame coiled around Mei Yanyu's body an inch away, enveloping him in its intense heat, instantly scorching his hair and clothing until they curled and turned yellow.

At the same time, the sea of ​​fire burning in Baili Mansion boiled, and the flames seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, suddenly condensing into a ferocious giant python. The flowing embers turned into scales, and the reddish-gold fire patterns shone brightly.

The fire python raised its head, trailing scorching waves of fire, and rushed straight at the giant silver hand formed from the true energy of heaven and earth.

boom--! ! !
In an instant, the python coiled and strangled, its flames surging, while the giant hand exploded and shattered inch by inch in a single encounter, the true energy that was scattered everywhere twisting and dissipating in the high temperature that even burned through the air.

At this moment, an old man dressed as a servant emerged from the sea of ​​fire and appeared beside Mei Yanyu, who was engulfed in flames.

At this moment, his wrinkled face was solemn, and he looked at Murong Xiaoya standing outside the hall with great vigilance.

"Mr. Mu."

Mei Yanyu spoke with a pale face, but was stopped by the old man's gesture.

At the same time, Murong Xiaoya's expression remained calm and unchanging, seemingly completely unconcerned about the old man's appearance. She merely stared coldly at Mei Yanyu and said indifferently:
"You can continue now, but if you tell even one lie, you will bear the consequences."

At this moment, Murong Xiaoya's pretty face was delicate and her figure was petite under the wide black robe, but the aura emanating from her was vast and boundless, like a towering mountain, making people tremble and unable to breathe.

Mei Yanyu glanced at Elder Mu in front of him. Elder Mu remained silent for a moment, then nodded. He then turned to Murong Xiaoya and said:
"Miss Murong, I hope that after answering your question, you will let the young master leave."

Upon hearing this, Murong Xiaoya shook her head:
"You have no right to bargain with me. If you don't talk now, you'll die."

As she finished speaking, the flames on the middle-aged man's body rapidly burned away the martial arts energy within him, causing him to scream in agony once again.

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you. Luo Shen Feng has a secret alliance with the Mei family.”

Before Mei Yanyu could speak, the middle-aged man couldn't take it anymore and immediately shouted.

(End of this chapter)