2120 Admitting Defeat

She curled into a ball and looked at Qiao Mu with horror.

"No, impossible! How, how could it be." Feng Chen had knocked out her teeth earlier, and now because of the harmful yin entering her body, her words were getting slurred.

Qiao Mu didn't care to explain and walked up to her coldly. She raised the several dozen icicles in her hand. "You can go die."

"Don't, don't kill me! Don't kill me!" The black-clothed woman shrieked, "I-I can tell you, wh-who sent me here! Ah, don't kill me."

Qiao Mu's expression eased up. "Oh?"

"Yes, it is indeed the talisman patrician family. It's our Mu Clan's… AH!!" A black light suddenly hit that woman in the throat, and she toppled backwards.

Her eyes and mouth were wide open, and blood gurgled out from her throat. It was only a moment before all life drained from her.

Qiao Mu whipped her head around and stared menacingly at Geng Pengcheng, who was still inside the dirt prison.

At this moment, Shuntian Prefecture's Prefecture Lord Geng Pengcheng was starting to swell up.

"Sh*t, he's about to self-detonate his spiritual conscious." Feng Chen flitted over to Qiao Mu and grabbed her wrist. He yanked her backwards.

Mo Lian and the Little Despot had already joined hands to erect a defensive barrier in front of everyone. "Retreat!"

Everybody swiftly moved backwards.

Meanwhile, Geng Pengcheng's translucent soul apparition was already so swollen up that his facial features were no longer recognizable.

"What a Prefecture Lord Geng," Feng Chen scoffed.

"Sure enough, this person is daring and resolute!"

Which person could bear to self-detonate their spiritual conscious in self-sacrifice?

Once a person self-detonated their spiritual conscious, not a single fragment of their soul would remain.

In short, this person would vanish from existence, without the chance of reincarnation.

Just to stop that black-clothed woman from divulging the mastermind.

It was hard not to respect Geng Pengcheng for actually going to such an extreme.

*Boom!*

*Boom—*

Along with the tremendous explosion, everybody also felt the ground beneath them shaking several times.

Dao Wuji and company even shielded their eyes with their hands as they stepped back even further.

Speaking of which, this kind of spiritual conscious self-detonation was more than triple the might of a corporeal body self-detonation.

As a spiritual cultivator, Geng Pengcheng had already given his all.

It was just unknown how the mastermind he strove to hide even in death had obtained such a loyal and devoted subordinate.

"Is there a connection between the Divine Province's talisman patrician family and that heretical Heavenly Fate organization?" The Little Despot suddenly asked.

Feng Chen shook his head. "This cannot be determined. There is no concrete evidence right now to prove that the talisman patrician family and that Heavenly Fate organization are connected."

"Of course. In the future, it may not be… impossible to prove this."

Everybody turned to look at Qiao Mu. They saw her pursing her lips with an obviously displeased expression on her stoic face.

"Qiaoqiao, we can ascertain by now that someone does not wish for you to return to the Divine Province's Mu Clan."

Mo Lian held her petite hand and concluded faintly, "This person has been hiding within the Divine Province's Mu Clan the whole time."

"Even if we have to keep investigating later on, at least we have a direction to work with. It will only be a matter of time."

Qiao Mu nodded when she heard Mo Lian's gentle words of comfort.

After a while, she stated faintly, "This round is my loss."