Chapter 760 Emperor, please have mercy!
"What? Are you scared now?" The man in black clothes sneered with contempt.
His face was as gloomy as water, and his cold gaze was like substance, piercing straight at those embarrassed people in the God Realm.
"Humph," he sneered, "When you were about to kill him, did you have even the slightest worry or hesitation?"
“Let me guess, do you think he is just an ant without any background in the eyes of you high and mighty people in the God Realm? So you dare to kill him so blatantly and feel relieved?!”
"And you, a bunch of selfish people, look around. There are so many innocent people in this realm. Just to satisfy your own petty desires, you wantonly trample on their lives and treat others as pawns that you can manipulate at will."
Every word the black-clothed man said was heart-piercing, like a series of extremely sharp lightning that split the sky and struck directly into the depths of the soul of every person in the God Realm.
"Hmph!" The tone of his snort was low and cold, carrying endless majesty and anger.
"People like you who are so cruel and merciless don't deserve to survive in this God Realm! You don't deserve to be human!"
His eyes were as cold as ice as he glanced at the people from the divine realm who were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, as if he could penetrate their souls and see clearly the fear and cowardice in their hearts.
He exuded a powerful aura of oppression, and his eyes seemed to be looking down at a group of extremely lowly and insignificant ants.
“Emperor, we… We are really blind and have committed such an unforgivable mistake.” Wan Yaoying raised her head, her face full of tear marks, and her voice trembled violently.
"Please give us a chance to atone for our sins. We are willing to do anything for you, just to reduce our sins."
After saying that, she knocked her head down heavily again, and her forehead hit the ground with a dull sound.
At this time, Su Chenyin gradually came back to her senses from her shock. She looked at the chaotic scene in front of her with mixed feelings.
Deep in her heart, she still felt a strong sense of strangeness and deep resistance to this biological father who suddenly appeared and whom she had never met before.
When she witnessed with her own eyes the father standing up and speaking up for his humiliated brother, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.
The emotions are like tangled silk threads, which cannot be cut and are tangled.
At this moment, Su Chenyin stood there quietly like a sculpture, not moving at all.
Her eyes were fixed on her so-called father, wanting to see how he would deal with the current difficult situation.
Let’s see how he plans to punish these people from the God Realm who were once so arrogant but are now begging for mercy before him.
Under Mo Yi's gaze, everyone in the God Realm dared not breathe, as if time had stood still.
After a long while, the man in black clothes spoke, his voice cutting through the silence like a sharp blade: "Your sins cannot be easily forgiven? But..."
As soon as he changed the subject, a glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in the hearts of everyone in the God Realm. They all raised their heads, their eyes full of anticipation.
"But, don't you think your lives are worth the pain he has endured? He almost died in your hands. Do you think that just by begging for mercy so lightly, I will let it go?"
As soon as the black-clothed man said this, the hope that had just ignited in the gods' world was instantly like being poured with a bucket of cold water and was completely extinguished.
Their faces turned even paler and their bodies trembled even more violently, like fallen leaves in a strong wind, about to fall.
The eyes of He Daozhe were filled with despair, and that despair was like an abyss, devouring his sanity.
He crawled forward a few steps and begged with tears in his eyes: "Emperor, please, please have mercy!"
"We really know we were wrong. Please give us a chance to make amends." His voice was hoarse and broken, carrying endless sadness.
"We are willing to spend the rest of our lives working like slaves for Master Su Yi, and we will go through fire and water without hesitation! We are willing to give you everything we have, and we only ask that you can spare our lives!"
As he spoke, his forehead kept hitting the ground, making a "bang bang" sound.
After a while, several pools of bright red blood were left on the ground.
Seeing this, Wan Yaoying also hurriedly crawled forward on her knees, rubbing against the ground, leaving a trail of traces.
Her voice was filled with tears, and she said with great sorrow: "Emperor, we are willing to search the world for rare treasures for Master Su Yi, to heal his wounds, and to restore his cultivation. We only ask that you show leniency and give us a chance to reform."
Her face was covered with tears and her eyes were filled with fear and pleading, as if she was looking for a ray of life-saving light in the darkness.
Ling Ji no longer cared about her past dignity and image at this moment. She crawled on the ground like a humble ant.
Her body was shaking constantly, and she begged for mercy: "Emperor, I was wrong, I really didn't mean it, I hope you can spare my life."
The gaze of the man in black was like an extremely sharp blade, carrying endless pressure and murderous intent, sweeping over the bodies of everyone one by one.
Wherever he went, no one dared to look him in the eye. They all lowered their heads, not daring to show any disrespect.
Finally, his gaze rested steadily on Ling Ji in the crowd.
Ling Ji suddenly felt a bone-chilling gaze shooting at her like a sharp arrow. The chill instantly penetrated her whole body, causing her to tremble involuntarily.
Then, she felt her legs go weak, as if she had lost all strength, and she collapsed to the ground.
Mo Yi said slowly, "Ling Ji, Ling Ji, when I was traveling in the fourth and fifth heavens of the God Realm, I heard of your beautiful name."
"The fourth and fifth heavens of the God Realm all say that you are gentle and kind, with a heart as pure as a lotus. You care deeply about your disciples and look after the weak. But now it seems that you are just a name in vain."
"As the goddess of Lingxiao Palace, you don't set an example, but instead participate in such evil acts of persecuting others. Moreover, in this lower world, you are even more unscrupulous, killing anyone you see without any mercy in your eyes. You are so unreasonable and reckless that I am extremely disappointed with you."
The voice of the man in black was low and cold, as if it came from the Netherworld, filled with deep disgust.
These words were like sharp daggers, ruthlessly stabbing Lingji's heart and making her feel like she was dying.
Ling Ji raised her head with horror on her face, looking at the arrogant man in front of her, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
She shook her head desperately, begging non-stop, "Emperor, it's not like that, I... I was also deceived. Emperor, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong!"
"I beg you, my Lord, to have mercy on me and give me a chance to reform! I am willing to do everything I can to atone for my sins, even if I have to work like a slave or go through fire and water, I will never complain!"
At this moment, she no longer had the pride and dignity she had as a goddess in the past. Instead, there was only endless fear and humility.