CHAPTER 420: CHAPTER 420 GANG CRIME

"I have no enmity or grudge against you Divine Clan people, why do you meddle in my affairs?" The black mist’s attitude had softened greatly.

However, Xia Mian did not develop any good feelings towards the other party because of their change in attitude.

"Your so-called good deeds are at the cost of human lives. You death cultivators shouldn’t exist in this world!" Xia Mian slowly spat out these words with tight lips.

The face in the black mist turned grim, with anger churning intensely in the eye sockets filled with black fog.

Although he feared the Divine Clan to some extent, that didn’t mean he was afraid of them.

Especially now, the Divine Clan people actually had the nerve to trample over his dignity, this was a tremendous humiliation!

The black mist’s expression was sinister, staring intently at Xia Mian. During the time Xia Mian was breaking his array, he was always trailing her trace.

But unfortunately, his cultivation level was indeed quite lower than Xia Mian’s.

So, every time he reached the focal point he set up, Xia Mian had already ’accomplished the task and retreated’.

Now, he finally got to confront Xia Mian, but because of her identity, he found himself constrained.

"The Divine Clan has always been arrogant and self-absorbed. I never thought they’d become this arrogant. Each of the Mystical Sects has its own way of cultivation, I haven’t endangered the Mystical World, nor have I harmed the interests of your Divine Clan. If you must jump out to play the savior, don’t blame me for not giving your Divine Clan any face!" The black mist said slowly and steadily, word by word.

Xia Mian sneered coldly, "Does our Divine Clan need face from you? What do you think you are?"

Xia Mian truly disdained forming any connection with such a thing as a death cultivator.

The black mist surged, and the old man hidden behind it seemed also somewhat angry out of shame, "Ha ha, do you Divine Clan really carry such high airs?"

"Today, let me see whether your Divine Clan is so formidable, or we death cultivators are superior!" As the black mist’s words fell, it suddenly waved its hand, flinging a stream of black mist towards Xia Mian.

The black mist was filled with a thick stench of rot.

Xia Mian furrowed her brows, stepped back two paces, and quickly formed seals with both hands, dispersing that stream of black mist.

In mid-air, the black mist roiled. Within the fog, an old face emerged, his fierce eyes staring unblinkingly at Xia Mian, as though trying to bore several holes through her.

Lu Zechuan disliked the old man’s gaze in the black mist, and directly launched an attack towards him.

The old man in the black mist was caught off guard, nearly exposed his true form.

His gaze then fell on Lu Zechuan, and suspicion added depth to the black mist old man’s eyes, "A member of the Wood Clan."

Hadn’t the Wood Clan been extinct?

How come another one emerged now?

The death cultivator in the black mist looked at Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan with heightened dread.

A single Divine Clan had already constrained him, and now a Wood Clan member appeared too.

Everyone knew that the Wood Clan used to be the greatest clan in the Mystical World. Even the Divine Clan today fell short compared to them back then.

Moreover, the reason the Wood Clan was exterminated back then was said to be related to the Divine Clan.

These two clans should have been sworn enemies, fighting to the death, so why were people from both clans gathered here together?

There were many things the black mist couldn’t comprehend.

Xia Mian didn’t give him time to figure it out. As Lu Zechuan’s attack fell, her attack ensued as well.

Attacks from the Divine and Wood Clans were very fierce, and if one wasn’t careful, it could end in a shattered soul.

The black mist didn’t dare be careless, his heart leaping to his throat. Knowing now that his opponents were so prominent, he might not have charged over just to argue.

But now, even if he wanted to leave, it wouldn’t be so easy.

However, luckily, he wasn’t fighting solo, and this Seven Killings Beidou Array wasn’t benefitting just him as a death cultivator.

Thinking that way, the black mist began to employ secret techniques among the death cultivators, summoning his allies!

As long as enough reinforcements came, if they could kill these two and erase all traces, who would know they did it?

Shortly after the black mist sent out the message, a continuous stream of death cultivators arrived.

It wasn’t the black mist’s rallying power; it was because the Seven Evil Array was broken, interrupting their cultivation, and they were all already furious, wanting to drag the ones who broke the array out and tear them to pieces!

The corridor of the hospital was already filled with black fog.

Hidden within it were all these death cultivators who disregarded human lives.

Xia Mian’s expression grew heavier. Originally, she thought the person behind setting up this Seven Evil Array was working solo, but it turned out to be a group!

Did they treat the lives of this world’s people as mere stepping stones to elevate their cultivation?!

In this world, there are countless ways to cultivate, and among them, the path of the death cultivators is the most cruel and inhumane.

"Tu Ba, are these the ones who ruined our array?" A new arrival among the death cultivators asked in a muffled voice.

The old death cultivator Tu Ba’s voice carried a hint of gloom, "Yes, it’s them."

As for the other party’s identity, Tu Ba didn’t disclose it.

His allies, though less cultivated than him, were all schemers. If they knew the others were of the Divine Clan and Wood Clan, who knows, they might suck up or even backstab him.

"Then why show any courtesy? Kill them, make them nourishment for our cultivation!" The newly arrived death cultivators clamored amid the black mist.

With their clamor, the black fog thickened, nearly filling the entire corridor.

Xia Mian’s eyes carried a colder amusement, "You really dare to dream!"

Make them nourishment for these death cultivators?

Ha ha, not in this lifetime, or the next!

When Xia Mian finished speaking, she lightly moved her fingers. With her movement, a scarlet flame leapt from her fingertip.

The scarlet flame emitted a scorching heat, seemingly capable of evaporating the very air around it.

The surrounding death cultivators finally realized they had run into formidable opponents. Almost instinctively, all the black fog drew back slightly.

"Tu Ba, these two are not simple!" One of the newly arrived death cultivators said meaningfully.

Tu Ba sneered, "If it were simple, could they have broken our Seven Evil Array?"

Mentioning the breaking of the Seven Evil Array ignited the fury of all the death cultivators once more.

They created the Seven Evil Array to have an endless source of death and resentment to cultivate with.

But now, the array was incomplete, unable to gather death and evil qi, cutting off the resources for their cultivation!

This was worse than killing them!

It no longer mattered who the opponent was; having ruined their cultivation resources, whoever it was, they must die!

The black mist regrouped, gradually closing in on Xia Mian and Lu Zechuan.

The dense death qi in the black mist seemed to suck away one’s vitality.

Xia Mian lightly flicked her fingertip, and the leaping flame flew off, heading towards the black fog.

Lu Zechuan gently turned the miniature landscape on his wrist, and the Little Tree Demon eagerly leapt out.