Chapter 5405

“I… lost.” He uttered the three words with difficulty, closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.

However, the expected attack did not come.

Zhao Mu withdrew his hand and said calmly, “I won’t kill you. Go back and tell your people not to overestimate their abilities.”

Han Lie suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Mu in disbelief.

He didn’t expect that Zhao Mu would let him go, and he stood there in a daze for a moment.

“Why don’t you hurry up?”

There was a hint of impatience in Zhao Mu’s voice.

Han Lie finally came to his senses, picked up the red flame knife on the ground, and retreated back to the monks’ camp in embarrassment.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at the crowd’s eyes, his face full of shame.

The monks on the hillside were silent. The cheers and excitement from just now had long since disappeared, replaced by solemnity and fear.

Even Han Lie, who ranked third on the martial arts list, lost so completely, and the opponent was a soul that seemed to be at a disadvantage. This made everyone realize that the power of the Demon Soul was far beyond their imagination.

“How could this happen? Han Lie actually lost…”

Someone murmured, his voice filled with despair.

“Zhao Mu is too strong, and the soul body can’t deal with him at all. What should we do?”

“Do we really have to hand over the sacrificial manual and get out of the Sixth Heaven?”

Wu Hao’s expression also became extremely solemn. He looked at Zhao Mu standing calmly on the battlefield, then looked at the silent people around him, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

He knew that sending more people up would be futile, but he was unwilling to admit defeat at this point – the people of the Divine Capital were still waiting for his revenge, and the creatures of the Sixth Heaven were still waiting for his protection.

Zhao Mu stood in the center of the battlefield, his dark robe fluttering slightly in the mountain breeze, soul mist lingering around him, and his cold eyes swept across the monks’ camp halfway up the mountain.

He didn’t say anything, but his calm look was more embarrassing than any ridicule.

Bursts of low laughter were heard from the demon cultivators’ camp, and Soul Devourer was stroking the lion’s mane with pleasure, his hollow eye sockets filled with mockery.

“Does anyone else dare to come?”

Zhao Mu finally spoke, his voice clear yet carrying an undeniable pressure, “If no one accepts the challenge, then you will obediently hand over the sacrificial manual and get out of the Sixth Heaven.”

The monks’ faces turned red and white, but no one responded.

Han Lie, who ranked third on the martial arts list, suffered a crushing defeat. Who among the younger generation can compete with Zhao Mu?

Many people subconsciously thought of the Half-Beast King, who was ranked first on the Martial Arts List, but his whereabouts were mysterious and he was nowhere to be seen at the moment.

Despair surged into everyone’s hearts like a tide, and even breathing became heavy.

At this moment, a clear but firm voice rang out: “I will fight you!”

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zi Yuan walking out of the camp. Although her face was still a little pale, there was an unyielding fire burning in her eyes.

She had just taken a healing pill and her spiritual power had only recovered 30% to 40%. But looking at Zhao Mu’s arrogant look, she really couldn’t sit idly by.

“Ziyuan, no!”

Wu Hao hurriedly stopped him, “Your spiritual power has not recovered yet, you are definitely no match for Zhao Mu!”

“Yes, Master Ziyuan, you’ve already won a battle, there’s no need to take risks again!”

Ao Lie also stepped forward to persuade him.

Han Lie’s face was filled with guilt: “It’s my incompetence that made you have to fight again. Quickly retreat, I’ll find another way!”

Zi Yuan shook her head, broke free from the crowd’s obstruction, and walked towards the battlefield step by step: “Thank you all for your concern, but as a cultivator from the Divine Kingdom, how can I stand by and watch the demon cultivators act so arrogantly? Even if I die in battle, I will never let them look down on us!”

As she spoke, a green sword condensed in her hand again. Although her spiritual power was not as strong as before, it was filled with a determination to face death.

Zhao Mu looked at Zi Yuan approaching, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. “Just because you luckily defeated Mu Baiyi just now, you think you are invincible? I advise you to go back, otherwise you will end up with your soul torn to pieces.”