I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

Azure blue.

That was the first time in tens of thousands of years that mortals in this world had seen that color with their own eyes.

There was no sinister demonic aura, no suffocating gloom.

It was a purity so extreme, a clarity that seemed to cleanse the soul.

In the central square of the capital, tens of millions of ordinary people looked up, greedily breathing in the clean air within a radius of fifty miles.

"The sky... really is blue..."

"So, our ancestors have been living in a cesspool for generations."

In the crowd, someone muttered something to themselves.

This murmur reveals the deepest sorrow in the hearts of all mortals, and shatters their last shred of submission to this world.

However, just as ordinary people were immersed in this moment of azure and clarity.

However, Xue Du unleashed an extremely terrifying killing intent.

As a demon at the peak of the Golden Core stage, it knew all too well what this meant.

The deaths of those hundreds of thousands of rebels are not terrible.

Because that bit of pure, spiritual rain will soon be swallowed up and assimilated by the surrounding massive demonic energy.

What's truly terrifying are the tens of millions of ordinary people remaining in this square!

They witnessed Zhao Heng's death with their own eyes!

They witnessed firsthand the demons' wretched and miserable state in the clean air!

They saw that the sky was blue!

The emperor and the rebels gave tens of millions of people a vivid lesson with their own lives, completely tearing away the fig leaf that made evil invincible.

If these tens of millions of people were allowed to live and spread what they had seen today throughout every prefecture and county of Dali...

Then it will no longer be a spark, but a raging fire that can burn down the very foundation of evil!

"A short, sharp pain is worse than a long, drawn-out one."

With a ferocious expression, Xue Du gritted his teeth and made an extremely ruthless decision.

"Not a single one of the tens of millions of people standing in this square today shall be spared!"

"Since you dare to resist, then you will all die!"

"The despair and blood of your tens of millions of lives will be used to fill this void left by the purified demonic energy!"

Xue Du suddenly waved his hand, his voice carrying the terrifying demonic power of a Golden Core cultivator, and exploded in the sky above the capital.

"Kill them! Kill them all!"

"All demonic troops and slaves, seal the nine gates of the capital! Activate the city-slaughtering formation!"

"I want this city to be utterly desolate, with not a single chicken or dog left alive!"

Accompanied by Blood Crossing's roar.

The 300,000-strong army stationed on the outskirts of the capital, along with thousands of Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining stage demons, surged toward the square like a tidal wave.

"boom!"

A dozen or so extremely powerful crimson spells were the first to land in the dense crowd.

Severed limbs, accompanied by warm blood, exploded instantly in the crowd.

In mid-air, the demons, having recovered, grinned maliciously.

In their experience, mortals are the most cowardly flock of sheep.

As long as a small number of people are killed, as long as absolute slaughtering power is demonstrated.

These tens of millions of ordinary people will immediately fall into extreme panic.

They would trample on each other, kneel on the ground weeping and begging for mercy, and push their fellow human beings toward the butcher's knife just to live one more second.

The demons were even prepared to enjoy the miserable cries of these mortals in despair and to feed on the extreme fear they exuded before their death.

however.

This time, they miscalculated.

They completely miscalculated.

The spell exploded in the crowd, splattering blood on the faces of the mortals around them.

But the expected breakdown and pleas for mercy did not occur.

There was no stampede, no wailing or lamentation.

Those tens of millions of ordinary people stood still, silently wiping the blood from their faces.

They looked up at the bewildered demons in mid-air.

There was no fear in his eyes.

There is only one kind of resolute determination, like a resurgence from the ashes, that completely disregards life and death!

Even the emperor, who was high above all others, was willing to take off his dragon robe and turn into a rain that cleansed the sky for them.

What do they have to fear, these worthless lives that are already destined to die in the mud?!

"My child's father died in the Blood Refining Workshop, and this old woman has long since had enough of living!"

In the crowd, an elderly woman with a full head of white hair suddenly sat down cross-legged with remarkable calmness.

Her withered hands were pressed tightly against her heart.

"You demonic bastards, look at what mortal bones look like when they burn!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the old woman closed her eyes.

A pure white beam of light shot into the sky from the old woman's body!

The old woman's body vaporized in an instant, turning into a gentle, refreshing rain.

This beam of light was like the loudest horn.

"I'm not going to be a pig or a sheep anymore!"

A butcher who sells meat threw down his pig-slaughtering knife and sat down cross-legged.

"The Emperor of Dali is a hero! We commoners can't be cowards either! Burn these beasts!"

A scholar looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, bowed deeply to the ground, and then resolutely closed his eyes.

"Grandpa, you go ahead, your grandson will come find you right away!"

A teenager, wiping away tears, resolutely ignited a spark of life.

There were no slogans, no organization.

Only a kind of bloodthirstiness deeply ingrained in the soul of mortals finally erupted at this moment, after being suppressed for tens of thousands of years.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

One after another, pure white beams of light burst forth like mushrooms after rain in the capital's squares, streets, and rooftops!

Ten thousand.

One hundred thousand.

million!

Ten million!

This is not a sporadic act of resistance, but a collective martyrdom of tens of millions!

Among the millions of people here, nearly 80% of them, without hesitation, activated the Mortal Self-Severance Technique the moment the magic rained down!

As ordinary people, they may be as insignificant as ants, or they may spend their entire lives struggling to survive in the mire.

They possess neither the magical power to move mountains and fill seas, nor the immortal bones to transcend the six realms.

But when faced with the greater good, and the dignity of being human!

If the sacrifice of a crippled body can bring a blue sky to future generations.

They, too, certainly do not lack the courage to face death!

The evil ones have been in power for far too long.

So long that they actually came to believe that mortals were merely blood-eating beasts born numb and unaware of resistance.

But they don't understand.

When countless ants gather to form a sea, when billions of fireflies converge to form the sun.

The blood and bones of mortals can also burn through this eternal, dark demonic realm!