The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

"Don't call me Mom, I don't have stupid sons like you."

Chi Miao stood there, his face full of disdain and sarcasm, a crooked and wicked smile on his face, exuding a flamboyant charm.

As the current owner of the Weeping Sword, she naturally wouldn't be affected by crying in public.

She's all you need when it comes to showing off.

The others were still crying, glancing at Chi Miao with such hatred in their eyes.

Who wants to recall sad memories?

Chi Miao's skill is so despicable!

A despicable person deserves despicable tactics!

And Jin Shengfei? Why don't you believe Chi Miao can handle it? How can you judge Chi Miao with normal human thinking? Does she even look like a normal person?!

Just as everyone was internally complaining, a heart-wrenching cry came from the side.

"Ah! I was wrong... Master, I shouldn't have betrayed you, I shouldn't have!"

"Please, please let me go! Please let me go! I'll be your dog, woof woof woof! Please, master, let me go!"

This word... is absolutely explosive!

Everyone looked toward the source of the sound, and there was that self-proclaimed Tribulation Transcending stage ghost crying and screaming, rolling on the ground like a dog while crying.

Seeing this scene, they all felt an unprecedented sense of calm, relief, and comfort.

"This... I suddenly feel that Chi Miao has been very gentle with us."

This is a powerful figure in the Tribulation Transcending stage.

It's too tragic that they've been tormented like this.

Gradually, the effects of the Weeping Sword weakened, and the powerful figure regained his senses, glaring at Chi Miao with hatred: "You...you dared to humiliate me like this! I'll skin you alive! I'll make sure you suffer eternal damnation!"

Chi Miao smiled dismissively, held up her index finger and shook it from side to side: "You're not good enough yet."

This skill is effective against anyone whose cultivation level is no more than two major stages higher than hers. However, there are restrictions within the secret realm, so even the strongest cultivation level can only be suppressed to the Foundation Establishment stage here.

Although crying doesn't restrict movement, the main point is to catch someone off guard and make them look foolish.

The souls of those undergoing tribulation were about to rush in again, and Chi Miao raised the Weeping Sword once more.

stamp!

"Mommy! I want my mommy!"

Everyone immediately burst into tears, all in unison.

Chi Miao, with an inscrutable air, said, "With a few words, Chi Miao can wipe out even those at the Tribulation Transcending stage."

The big shots outside the water mirror suddenly shuddered.

"So this is how the Weeping Sword is used?"

He Wanban's lips twitched slightly: "It shouldn't be. If it were really that strange, there would definitely be records of it."

Since that's not the case, then that means...

Near Zhu Zhechi, near the ink is black.

A sword that follows a scoundrel will become even more scoundrel.

The big shots were speechless, feeling that Chi Miao was becoming more and more terrifying.

"I can't take it anymore! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!" The soul in the Tribulation Transcending stage collapsed.

He cultivated diligently for a thousand years before reaching the Tribulation Transcending stage, and his Dao heart never collapsed.

Later, he followed Tianbei and was killed by Tianbei with a single sword strike, but he never collapsed.

Later, when he was sealed away with the Weeping Sword for over a thousand years, he never broke down!

Now his Dao heart has truly collapsed, almost shattered.

What kind of disgusting person could come up with such a disgusting trick!

He gathered all his strength and charged towards Chi Miao!

Chi Miao tried the same trick again, but this time the soul in the Tribulation stage was prepared, constantly solidifying its soul power, so the tears had no other significant effect.

"Die, you scum!!!"

"Chi Miao, be careful!"

Chi Miao's pupils contracted, and he murmured, "Could it be... that's the only way I can use?"

"Hehehehehe! It's no use, you're going to die today!"

"Chi Miao!!!"

Jin Shengfei and the others frantically used their magic to create defensive abilities in front of Chi Miao. Many of them even grabbed their swords and rushed forward, trying to stop the souls of those in the Tribulation Transcending stage.

However, the souls in the tribulation stage had clear goals; they pushed aside anyone who blocked their way, directly clearing a path!

"Prepare to die!"

The crowd that had been pushed aside formed a passageway.

He sighed deeply at the end of the passage and clasped his hands together.

"Friend, lay down your butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

The moment she clasped her hands together, a sacred golden light rose from behind her, as dazzling as the sun.

"That is—"

"No! No! Chi Miao, we're on the same side, don't exaggerate!!!"

Everyone tried to stop Chi Miao, but the golden light shone brightly, and their knees were all out of control, about to kiss the ground.

thump--!

Everyone knelt down.

Meanwhile, the souls of those in the Tribulation Transcending stage who were flying in mid-air plummeted vertically.

His knees slammed into the ground, the pain nearly killing him on the spot.

"What kind of disgusting trick is this now?!"

Chi Miao sighed, "This is the golden light of merit."

Even a ghost like him wanted to laugh at these words: "Merit and Golden Light? You're so shameless, how can you be blessed with merit and golden light?"

Chi Miao: "How could a primitive person like you, who only talks about fighting and killing, possibly understand?"

A soul in the Tribulation Transcending stage: "What a joke! You think fighting with an ant like you is something to be proud of?"

Chi Miao smiled.

"Old man, times have changed."

"Changed? What a joke!" Even though the souls of those who died during the Tribulation Transcending stage have been dead for thousands of years and sealed for so long, they are still at the Tribulation Transcending stage no matter what.

He slowly stood up and looked at Chi Miao: "How could you petty people like you possibly understand my power?"

"Your talent and skills are indeed top-notch, absolutely top-tier even in the Golden Age, but... unfortunately, you will perish here today!"

After saying that, the spiritual power behind the soul in the Tribulation Transcending stage surged violently, and a cold and eerie power enveloped his entire body.

A cold wind rises, bringing a chill, and a power capable of devouring everything erupts.

"This is the last time, will you hand over the Weeping Sword?"

Chi Miao smiled. "Even if I hand over the Weeping Sword, you'll still kill me, won't you?"

The soul in the Tribulation Transcending stage laughed, a particularly eerie laugh: "Hehehehehe, of course... but how did you figure that out?"

Chi Miao looked up.

"Because I have never seen a monk show mercy to the weak, and even less mercy to threats. When you praise my talent, you are also giving me a death sentence."

Therefore, there is only one outcome today.

"You die, I live."

A soul in the Tribulation Transcending stage: "My death is your life? Hahahaha! What a joke! You've run out of tricks. If you really had other methods... you wouldn't need to say anything more to me here."

"Alright, die now."

He casually uttered a sentence.

The spiritual energy behind him condensed into a giant ghost hammer, which smashed towards Chi Miao.

Chi Miao stood still without flinching, simply raising her head and smiling at the man in front of her.

"You're right, I'm at my wit's end, but... you've already missed the best time to kill me."

"Those who are already dead, may they remain peacefully underground."

The moment she finished speaking, everything within a hundred miles turned to ice and snow!

A chilling sword intent, like a stream of light, multiplied and vanquished the Ghost Hammer.

"This is...!" The pupils of the soul in the Tribulation Transcending stage suddenly contracted.

Behind Chi Miao, Ying Wuhuo lowered his head, gripped his sword, and drew it.

He spoke coldly, and a power far exceeding that of the Foundation Establishment stage swept over this world, freezing everything!

"Taiyin Sword Intent—"

"A sword's frost chills...fourteen provinces!"