"Bo Luojin, you are incredibly audacious! How dare you not kneel and pay respects when the Reverend is present?" Feng Lu roared, seeing Bo Luojin continually keeping his head lowered.

As the Reverend of the Eastern Mo Sect, Wu Dian was ruthless and killed people like mowing grass. This didn't mean he was a fool. Mo Wuji had entered silently, and his tone and demeanor suggested that he didn't take him seriously. He naturally knew that Mo Wuji was no ordinary person.

"Guards, seize this madman!" Wu Dian shouted sharply, and hundreds of black-robed sect members suddenly rushed out from both sides of the hall. Each of these members was no weaker than Bo Luojin, and each was filled with a thick killing aura.

As soon as these people appeared, countless invisible black ropes immediately circled toward Mo Wuji.

Even though Lou Yueshuang was a student of the Anjing Institute of Art and Techniques, she was seeing such methods for the first time. For ordinary people, this was beyond the scope of perception.

Qian Zhicheng's eyes twitched. He knew what these black ropes were even more clearly. Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only a hundred or so people here; once on the battlefield, even tens of thousands of people wouldn't be enough. These ropes could directly cut off soldiers on the battlefield, then forming a net from the heavens.

The Papal States were able to transcend countries because of numerous terrifying magical methods like this.

Mo Wuji didn't even move. Before those invisible black ropes could approach him, they suddenly stopped. Immediately afterwards, those invisible black ropes directly transformed into countless sharp arrows, reflecting back.

Hundreds of sharp arrows pierced through the eyebrows of those black-robed men without exception, bringing with them bursts of bloody mist.

Without even a sound, hundreds of people collapsed to the ground, exactly as they had appeared, without the slightest sound.

"You..." Wu Dian suddenly stood up, surrounded by red mist, his icy killing intent exploding.

Despite this, the fear in his heart could not be hidden. Since becoming the Reverend, Wu Dian had forgotten what fear was. In his eyes, he was the heaven, he controlled the lives and deaths of everyone. As long as he said a word, anyone, even the monarch, had to die.

At this moment, he truly felt a sense of fear and death. Even he couldn't understand Mo Wuji's methods. These demon ropes were transformed by genuine demon essence power, and neither cold weapons nor hot weapons could stop them. But the young man in front of him didn't even move, and these demon ropes turned into sharp arrows and rebounded back.

"Who exactly are you?" Seeing Mo Wuji approaching, Wu Dian's killing intent became even more fierce. He raised his hand, and several red blade rays wrapped around Mo Wuji. Not only that, but several balls of flame rose out of thin air, filling all the gaps around the red blade rays.

Mo Wuji still didn't move. Whether it was the red blade rays or the flames, when they approached Mo Wuji, they directly turned into nothingness, disappearing without a trace like mud entering the sea.

With what seemed like only one step, Mo Wuji stood in front of Wu Dian, "Are you Wu Dian, the Reverend of the Eastern Mo Sect?"

Fine sweat also oozed from Wu Dian's forehead. At this moment, he already knew that compared to the young man in front of him, the difference could not be bridged by distance. At this moment, he finally understood the fear of Qian Zhicheng and Gu Cheng earlier.

"With such skill, my friend is worthy of sitting with me in the Eastern Mo Sect. Please..." Wu Dian moved his body to the side and pointed to the seat next to him with an air of generosity.

"Scram!" Mo Wuji kicked him, and Wu Dian was lifted as if by an invisible force, flying directly from the seat and crashing down beside Qian Zhicheng and Gu Cheng with a thud.

The shadow of death enveloped Wu Dian. He was now extremely regretful that he had come to Anjing.

Mo Wuji didn't sit down in Wu Dian's seat. He had no interest in the position of Reverend. To tell the truth, it was a bit boring for a Mysterious Immortal to come here and bully some guys who weren't even cultivators.

Qian Zhicheng saw Wu Dian, who was equally covered in cold sweat beside him, and suddenly felt a sense of relief.

"The cultivation technique you want was taught by me to Lou Yueshuang. Do you want to learn it? Why don't you try absorbing demon essence from your Qihuo Spiritual Meridian? Don't know where the Qihuo Spiritual Meridian is? I'll teach you, it's in this place." After Mo Wuji finished speaking, he pointed to a spot above the Central Dantian.

Wu Dian subconsciously began to absorb demon essence according to the method pointed out by Mo Wuji. He was surprised to find that, as Mo Wuji said, his speed of absorbing demon essence was more than ten times faster than before.

You must know that as the Reverend of the Eastern Mo Sect, his means of cultivating essence were naturally incomparable to others. But his means of cultivating essence were actually not as good as a few words casually said by the young man in front of him.

"Wu Dian is willing to hand over the position of Reverend and take you as his master..." Wu Dian knelt down almost without thinking. He actually gave up all the glory he once had as a Reverend.

Mo Wuji ignored Wu Dian. A wind blade was all he deserved.

He turned his gaze to Qian Zhicheng, who was wearing a tall crown to the side, "Are you the monarch of Liang Country?"

Qian Zhicheng quickly bowed and said, "Yes, Your Excellency."

Mo Wuji said, "Can you now go and destroy the Eastern Mo Sect and the Western Mo Sect?"

In fact, Mo Wuji didn't care whether to destroy the Eastern Mo Sect and the Western Mo Sect. It was just that he was about to leave this planet. Once he left, and the Eastern and Western Mo Sects were still here, it would naturally affect the survival of Lou Yueshuang and others. What's more, Mo Wuji was extremely disgusted by the Eastern Mo Sect's act of dragging people on the road with cars. The existence of this kind of church was just a tumor.

Qian Zhicheng was willing to risk his life to plead for the Anjing Institute of Art and Techniques, indicating that he was a good administrator.

"Qian Zhicheng is willing to do it, but can't. The strength of the Eastern and Western Mo Sects is countless times greater than the army of my Liang Country. What's more, there are other countries. Once my Liang Country launches a nationwide expedition, my Liang Country will soon be divided by others." Qian Zhicheng knelt directly on the ground.

"Your Excellency, I, Wu Dian, am willing to be the vanguard and help Liang Country destroy the Eastern and Western Mo Sects." Wu Dian shamelessly said again.

"You have no chance." Mo Wuji raised his hand and swept out a wind blade.

A streak of blood splashed out. This ruler, who had been in power for countless years, was turned into two sections by Mo Wuji's wind blade.

"Your Excellency, it was a disciple named Yun Mo from the Anjing Institute of Art and Techniques who informed me, so I knew about Lou Yueshuang's..." Feng Lu, who had been at a loss to the side, saw that even the Reverend was killed by Mo Wuji so easily. He knew that if he didn't protect himself, it would be his turn next.

Mo Wuji was too lazy to even look at him. He struck out several wind blades again, and several church followers, including Feng Lu and Bo Luojin, were directly killed by Mo Wuji.

After doing this, Mo Wuji took out a long sword and handed it to Qian Zhicheng, "You can attack directly and spread the news of my appearance. If any country dares to stop you, you can directly destroy this country. This sword can kill everything, no matter how far the opponent is from you, no matter how many guards the opponent has, no matter how high the opponent's strength is, as long as you want to kill the opponent, you can directly sacrifice the long sword to him. Even if there are thousands of church believers who want to attack you, you can still sacrifice the long sword. In front of my long sword, all obstacles will turn into ashes."

This long sword had a trace of Mo Wuji's divine thoughts. In this place, Mo Wuji believed that with the help of this long sword, Qian Zhicheng could definitely sweep away all resistance from the Mo Sects. As for those countries, they would definitely not stop Liang Country from destroying the Eastern and Western Mo Sects when they heard the news, and might even offer help.

"Yes, Qian Zhicheng receives the order!" Qian Zhicheng excitedly took the long sword handed to him by Mo Wuji with both hands, his voice trembling with excitement.

He didn't think Mo Wuji was lying. He had clearly seen Mo Wuji's methods just now, which were definitely supreme Taoist magic.

Mo Wuji said calmly, "I will retreat and cultivate here. I know everyone killed by this long sword. If you dare to use it to kill innocent people indiscriminately, or use this long sword to destroy those countries that did not stop you, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely keep it in mind." Cold sweat broke out on Qian Zhicheng's back again. He really wanted to use this long sword to destroy several of his rival countries, but now Mo Wuji's words made him dispel this idea.

What kind of existence was the Reverend of the Eastern Mo Sect? In front of this young man, he was not even as good as an ant. What was the monarch of his Liang Country in front of this person?

"You go first. After things are done, come here to find me immediately. I will stay here for half a year. If you have not destroyed the Eastern and Western Mo Sects in half a year, then please forgive me for not being able to help you." Mo Wuji said to Qian Zhicheng.

He had seen the technology here. Although he had not yet seen those thermal weapons, the technology of a country could develop to this extent, so the weapons should not be too bad. As for distance, it was never a problem for technological civilizations.

Qian Zhicheng heard that Mo Wuji only had half a year for him, so he quickly said goodbye. For him, this was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as he could destroy the Eastern and Western Mo Sects, Liang Country would become one of the most powerful countries on this planet. Therefore, he must make good use of this half a year.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving my Anjing Institute of Art and Techniques." After Qian Zhicheng left, Gu Cheng, the dean of the Anjing Institute of Art and Techniques, quickly came forward to thank him.

Mo Wuji said, "As a dean, you must have a sense of fairness. Even if you send Lou Yueshuang out to be killed by the church to protect the Anjing Institute of Art and Techniques, this institute will no longer be the original institute. You can go back first. This is none of your business."

Gu Cheng had long known that what he had done was inappropriate. If it weren't for Mo Wuji, the Anjing Institute of Art and Techniques would still have been destroyed. He had lost the courage to take desperate measures. After going back this time, he would give up the position of dean.

The people in the church hall left one after another. When only Mo Wuji, Lou Yueshuang, and the Pan sisters and brothers remained, Mo Wuji said, "I think you also know that I am not from this planet, I am just passing by here. It's just that the Taoist magic I cultivate cannot be cultivated here. Of course, if you are willing to learn, I am still willing to teach you."