I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

Qing'er forcefully broke free from Sun Rongrong's embrace and walked outside. Her wide Taoist robe appeared empty and flimsy in the lightning, making her figure appear even more slender.

"Qing'er!"

Sun Rongrong tried to grab her, but Qing'er gently pushed her away.

Sun Rongrong discovered that, without her noticing, Qing'er's cultivation level had quietly surpassed hers.

Qing'er stretched out one hand, leaving a barrier behind her. Those who wanted to stop her were blocked in the main hall by this invisible barrier.

"My mother left me a portion of her life's cultivation..."

Qing'er raised her little face and explained gently, a childlike smile appearing on her face.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, this exquisitely beautiful little girl, who looked to be just two years old, walked step by step alone towards the entrance of the main hall.

The wind whipped up the icy rain, ruffling her long, black hair.

Qing'er's slender figure, set against the backdrop of a sky full of lightning, appeared as small as a seedling that could be broken at any moment.

Qing'er stepped out of the palace gate and into the raging wind and rain. The icy rain instantly soaked her hair and clothes, but she seemed oblivious.

She straightened her small body and walked towards the center of the twelve pillars of divine punishment.

Finally, she stopped in the very center of the area covered by the beam of light.

Twelve beams of light slowly rotated around her.

A massive beam of light descended from the center of the dark, churning thunderclouds, enveloping her entirely.

Under the lightning, Qing'er raised her head, revealing a delicate, snow-white face that seemed otherworldly, with raindrops clinging to her long eyelashes, trembling slightly.

Her pure, unblemished blue eyes gazed quietly at the sky, their gaze devoid of resentment or fear, only displaying an almost indifferent calm and acceptance.

Raindrops dripped down her pointed chin, adding to her ethereal and otherworldly beauty.

Qing'er was like the only pure spring in this filthy mortal world and the ferocious power of heaven.

Thunderclouds rolled and lightning bolts danced wildly.

The Thunder Gods, manifested above the clouds, possessed majestic and awe-inspiring forms.

However, when they saw the lonely, tiny figure at the center of the pillar of light, even the thunderous magical artifacts in their hands, which were imbued with destructive power, froze for a moment.

This...this is the monster they were ordered to exterminate?

She was clearly just a lovely, innocent, and adorable little girl!

The gods are very familiar with demonic energy. The girl in front of them has no demonic energy at all; she is clearly just a human girl!

Her pure, untainted aura and her calm, accepting gaze were worlds apart from the image of the ferocious monster in the hearts of the gods!

The gods of the Thunder Department exchanged glances, hesitation and indecision spreading among them.

They were acting on behalf of Heaven to punish and carry out the executions.

Like an executioner in the mortal world, he only cares about inflicting punishment, regardless of the victim's identity or age.

But at this moment, the so-called human-demon hybrid descendant is actually just a little girl who is less than three years old.

No matter how ruthless their thunderous power was, it was still somewhat difficult to strike!

Yun Tianbiao, the leader of the Thirty-Six Divine Generals of the Thunder Department and the Eight Directions Cloud Thunder Commander of the Righteous Heart Thunder Palace, frowned slightly and turned his gaze to a distance not far in the clouds.

There stood a figure there, silently.

He was dressed in a purple celestial robe and wore a tall crown; he was none other than Zhang Daoling, the newly appointed Celestial Master of the Thunder Province!

"Master Celestial..."

Yun Tianbiao's voice carried a hint of hesitation.

"The target has appeared at the core of the pillar of light. Please advise, Celestial Master, whether to execute him immediately?"

All the gods' gazes were focused on Zhang Tianshi.

Zhang Daoling maintained his otherworldly and ethereal demeanor.

However, beneath his wide purple robe sleeves, his hand, resting on the sword at his waist, was trembling violently with bulging veins.

The purple-gold crown atop his head, a symbol of the majesty of the Heavenly Court and his exalted status, cast a shadow that completely enveloped his face, making it appear as if he were wearing a cold mask.

The lightning raging above the clouds could not penetrate the thick shadows to illuminate Zhang Tianshi's expression at that moment.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Only thunder rumbled and beams of light flickered.

After waiting for a while without receiving a response, Yun Tianbiao, the leader of the Thirty-Six Divine Generals of the Thunder Department, asked again in a deep voice, his voice piercing through the rumbling thunder and clearly audible.

"Your Excellency, the time is almost up! Please give your instructions as soon as possible: shall the execution be carried out immediately?"

The thunder gods held back their attacks, but the thunder from the heavens had already locked onto that tiny, helpless figure below.

Zhang Tianshi stood motionless like a statue, and time flowed by in the suffocating silence, each breath feeling as long as a year.

Finally, a very calm, even indifferent voice came from the shadows.

"Follow the rules... Don't ask me again."

The Celestial Master's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every member of the Thunder God's retinue.

Acting according to the rules means killing without mercy! Destroy them both physically and spiritually!

Yun Tianbiao felt a chill run down his spine, and his eyes turned icy cold.

The Celestial Master's decree had been issued, leaving him no room for hesitation.

Yun Tianbiao took a deep breath, and began to gather magic power in his thunder hammer. Thunder surged and rolled across the sky, about to unleash a devastating attack!

At this critical moment!

Suddenly, Qing'er shouted loudly, and the voice of a young child pierced through the thunderous sound.

"Wait a minute!"

For a moment, time seemed to stand still, and thunder roared across the sky, yet remained dormant.

On Qing'er's small face was a resoluteness beyond her years.

Her pure blue eyes gazed directly at the myriad gods in the sky.

"You want to kill me simply because you believe I'm a half-human, half-woman, and therefore unacceptable to the world, isn't that right?"

No one answered in the world, only thunder rolled dully in the depths of the clouds, as if tacitly agreeing.

"Then I will forsake this human body and bloodline. Please allow me to die in demon form!"

Qing'er stretched out her right arm, which was as tender as a white lotus root, and the wide sleeve of her Taoist robe slid down to her shoulder.

Under the gaze of countless astonished eyes.

Qing'er took out a gleaming dagger from her bosom.

Without the slightest hesitation, Qing'er held the knife in her left hand and slashed down at her own fair and delicate right arm!

puff!

The sound of a blade cutting into flesh was faint, yet incredibly jarring!

Blood spurted out instantly, staining her dark blue Taoist robe red and splashing onto the cold ground. Under the pale light, the red was shockingly vivid!

A bloody, mangled piece of flesh was brutally cut apart by a sharp blade and fell to the dust!

"what!"

Inside the main hall, Sun Rongrong let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Her vision went black, and she fainted.

Luo Zhantian and the others were furious, their fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but they were firmly blocked by the barrier set up by Qing'er and could not break through.

In the clouds, all the Thunder Gods and Heavenly Soldiers who witnessed this scene were completely dumbfounded!

They have witnessed countless scenes of divine punishment and demon slaying, seen ferocious giant monsters roaring in resistance, and also seen humble creatures pleading for mercy.

I never imagined that a young child would use such a tragic and resolute way to issue a final protest against this unjust divine law!

She doesn't want this human body!

She wanted to return this filthy blood and flesh to the one who gave her life.