Leng Jue no longer concealed his power.
He knew that the spatial restrictions around them were only within the Super-Level range and couldn't keep him here.
But if it dragged on, and the Shrine Mages arrived, that would be a different story.
He had to leave as quickly as possible!
Masks began to emerge on his long robe.
They moved as if they were real people, displaying a variety of emotions.
Pain, disgust, anger, hatred, despair, sorrow...
Anyone with an unstable mind would be assimilated by these masks, which evolved emotions to their extreme, and fall into extreme negative emotions.
Extreme meant madness; even positive emotions could be terrifying, let alone negative ones?
At this moment, Leng Jue was completely consumed by an extreme madness, a madness that sought to overturn the world and destroy everything!
"Fall into boundless emotions!"
Leng Jue's robe of masks suddenly fluttered, and those masks transformed into malevolent spirits, covering Jiang Yuan.
The malevolent spirits loomed over the sky, like a cloud of dark smoke.
Jiang Yuan looked up.
An ancient armored robe appeared with him.
In that instant, the malevolent spirits truly dissipated like smoke into the void, and Leng Jue's face showed an unprecedented terror!
When the gaze from beneath the armored robe looked at him...
That was the gaze of an Emperor!
It turned out that the one before him was not a Forbidden Spellcasters, but an Emperor who commanded an empire!
Leng Jue didn't recognize Ancient King, nor did he even recognize the distinctive armored robe.
But the dark aura on Jiang Yuan unmistakably indicated that he was seeing the Dark King from the Dark Plane!!!
Why would the Dark King come to the Magic Plane?
At this moment, because of the anomaly here, many Shrine Mages from the liberty temple approached, and upon seeing this scene, they dared not act rashly.
They quickly called for more reinforcements.
"Things have become a little complicated," Jiang Yuan's voice was slightly hoarse, sounding like a whisper from hell.
"Your Excellency, Dark King, I have no grievances with you, why do you trap me here?" Leng Jue's eyes darted around as he shouted loudly.
Dark King?!!!
Upon hearing this, the Shrine Mages all suspected they had misheard.
Is this some kind of cosplay??
"Noisy!" Jiang Yuan snorted coldly, and the power of an Emperor erupted.
Leng Jue was firmly gripped by an invisible giant hand and was instantly pulled in front of Jiang Yuan.
"Still hoping the liberty temple will help you escape?" Jiang Yuan sneered as he directly began to extract Leng Jue's soul.
"Ah!!!!!!"
Leng Jue's screams echoed over the park.
"Stop!!!"
Another large group of Shrine Mages arrived, among them an old man with silver hair, his face etched with the marks of time, his eyes deep and calm.
His black and gold silk robe indicated his identity.
The liberty temple's Temple Master, Deng Bai!
"Who dares to commit such an atrocity in front of the Statue of Liberty?!" Deng Bai roared, releasing the pressure of a Forbidden Spellcasters.
Jiang Yuan glanced at Deng Bai and continued to extract Leng Jue's soul.
Deng Bai frowned, about to give orders to the Shrine Mages, when he suddenly realized his body's vitality was rapidly draining away.
In just one second, his skin became as dry and decayed as ancient wood, and even his bones became stiff and difficult to move.
And the magic energy within him seemed to have been corrupted, like stagnant water!
The unique scent of an old man nearing Death wafted from him.
Deng Bai was already the oldest Temple Master in the history of the liberty temple; it could be said that he had witnessed the entire process of the liberty temple becoming a magical holy land.
He was the most respected and oldest Forbidden Spellcasters in America.
Being old, it was inevitable for his cultivation to decline, just like Old Bao of the Qingtian Hunter Agency, who, as an old divine official, was also in the process of continuously declining in cultivation.
Jiang Yuan merely used the Underworld King's position to trigger Deng Bai's Death, bringing about the end of his life.
Even if he were ten years younger, he wouldn't have died so easily.
Deng Bai swayed and took two steps forward.
"Plop~~~!"
Under everyone's gaze, Deng Bai fell straight forward.
"Temple Master!!"
The Shrine Mages rushed forward to check on him, but all they saw was a dried, skin-and-bones figure, comparable to a mummy from a Pyramid.
Everyone's faces were filled with horror.
On the other side, a change also occurred in Leng Jue.
A horned, three-eyed monster tore open Leng Jue's skin and crawled out of his body.
"I am the Cardinal! I am the Listener of God! I am Leng Jue! No one can kill me!!!!" The horned, three-eyed monster roared madly.
But under Jiang Yuan's hand, the demonized Leng Jue couldn't cause any trouble, especially since he had already been controlled.
It was just that his soul had become very difficult to extract; his soul was completely deformed and demonized, filled with various painful negative emotions.
One could say that Leng Jue was an emotional bomb.
Wherever he was thrown, that place would turn into a living hell of mutual slaughter and violation of human ethics.
Jiang Yuan, beneath the armored robe, ignored Leng Jue's roar and increased the extraction force again.
Soon, Leng Jue's unwilling roar turned into a wail under the extreme torment of his soul.
"I am willing to offer my life, let me die, let me die!!!!"
"Let me die!!!!"
The sky-piercing cries and wails made none of the surrounding High-Level Mages and Super-Order Mages dare to step forward.
Finally, the horned, three-eyed monster that Leng Jue had transformed into shattered into dust, and his deformed soul was completely extracted.
"So painful!! So hungry!!!"
A dark mire appeared beneath Jiang Yuan's feet, and Twisted Undead crawled out of it.
Upon seeing Leng Jue's soul, it immediately began to feast, and with each bite, the twisted faces on its body would change.
Until finally, those faces became like the masks on Leng Jue's body, and Leng Jue's twisted face pushed aside Mu He, becoming the dominant one of the Twisted Undead.
The body of the Twisted Undead was like this: whoever had the stronger soul would suffer more painful distortion and also become the dominant one of the body.
As a Super-Level entity, Leng Jue was naturally much stronger than Mu He.
As for the dazed Pei Li nearby, after Jiang Yuan extracted his soul memories, he was also thrown to the Twisted Undead and swallowed in one gulp.
Having done all this, Jiang Yuan scanned his surroundings.
All the Shrine Mages took a step back.
"Scram!" Jiang Yuan growled.
The powerful Emperor's aura blasted the Shrine Mages several thousand meters away, and visible cracks also appeared on the Statue of Liberty!
When they flew back again, the mysterious armored figure had long since vanished without a trace!
Over the next few days...
What happened here caused a sensation in the international community.
The Dark King.
The Cardinal.
And the Death of the liberty temple's Temple Master, Deng Bai.
Which of these figures couldn't cause a global sensation?
The incident of the Dark King appearing and killing the Cardinal and Deng Bai immediately became the focus of everyone's discussion, with people speculating about the Dark King's motives.
It's been reviewed again; I'll try to avoid using real place names in the future.