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

Thousands of white beams of light.

This number far exceeds any precedent for the self-mutilation method of mortals.

When the millionth beam of light lit up, the crack in the sky had expanded from fifty miles to a hundred miles.

When the five millionth beam of light converged into a sea, the gray haze that had shrouded the capital for tens of thousands of years began to violently churn and crack.

And at the moment when the ten millionth beam of light simultaneously existed in this world.

Quantitative change led to qualitative change.

"boom--!!!"

A deafening roar, beyond description, exploded directly above the capital city.

That was not thunder, not magic, and not any human power.

That was the very law of heaven and earth roaring in anger.

In the same instant, millions of white beams of light merged into one, transforming into a pure white vortex that kept rotating and expanding.

At the center of the vortex is the central square of the capital.

The edge of the vortex is spreading outward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wherever it goes, the insidious demonic energy is not slowly purified, but violently torn apart, crushed, and completely reversed!

The black magic particles that had been floating in the air for tens of thousands of years, under the crushing force of the pure white vortex, made a faint hissing sound, like ice and snow falling into a furnace, and evaporated instantly.

Instead, there is a pure and utterly pristine spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

How dense is the spiritual energy?

The rain was so thick that transparent raindrops actually fell from the sky.

That wasn't ordinary rainwater.

That's a liquefaction phenomenon caused by the extreme concentration of spiritual energy!

Spiritual Rain!

This is a strange phenomenon that only exists in ancient legends.

It is said that in the ancient times before the invasion of evil spirits, when the spiritual energy of this land was at its peak, a very small amount of spiritual rain would occasionally fall in certain sacred places where spiritual veins converged.

Every drop of this precious rain is priceless.

At this moment, the pure spiritual power, which tens of millions of mortals had exchanged their lives for, actually gave rise to a real torrential spiritual rain over the capital.

Transparent raindrops fell from the azure sky, sprinkling on the ruins, on the crumbling walls, and on the faces of the mortals who were still alive.

It's cool and refreshing, with an indescribable fragrance.

Someone opened their mouth and caught a drop.

Then he froze.

Because of that smell, it was so clean it made you want to cry.

……

At the center of the spiritual energy storm was an absolute expanse of pure white.

But on the edge of pure white lies the hell of evil.

Those Foundation Establishment stage demons who were unable to retreat were swallowed up the moment the spiritual energy storm expanded.

Pure spiritual energy is like ice under the scorching sun meeting boiling water, but conversely, their demonic bodies melt in the spiritual energy.

"ah--!!!"

Heart-wrenching screams rose and fell.

Some demons had their meridians burst open, and black demonic blood gushed out from their seven orifices.

Some of the demons' cores shattered on the spot, their cultivation level plummeted to the level of mortals within a few breaths, and they were then "poisoned" to death by spiritual energy.

Several of the closest Qi Refining stage demons didn't even have a chance to struggle before their physical bodies turned to ashes in the spiritual energy.

Within a radius of fifty miles, all demons below the Foundation Establishment stage were annihilated.

A demon in the mid-to-late stages of Foundation Establishment, severely injured.

Even Xue Du, who had reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage, was forced to retreat to the outermost edge of the spiritual energy storm.

Fine cracks appeared on the surface of its demonic body.

That was a rejection reaction caused by pure spiritual energy penetrating into the demon's body.

It was as if its body was filled with deadly poison.

Xue Du activated his Golden Core to protect his body with all his might, barely managing to stabilize his swaying figure.

It stared intently at the azure sky and the incredible spiritual rain falling beneath it.

For the first time, a fear from the deepest part of the soul surfaced in the depths of the vertical pupils.

It wasn't fear of the spiritual storm before them.

It is not fear of a fact.

This power comes from mortals.

It comes from the mortals it has trampled underfoot and regarded as pigs and sheep for tens of thousands of years.

They have no spiritual roots, no magical power, and none of the methods of cultivators.

But they did it in the most primitive, brutal, and unbelievable way.

They turned themselves into weapons.

And the number of these weapons is endless!

……

at the same time.

In the northern border of the Great Li, deep in the wilderness.

The deepest part of the abandoned mine, the central secret chamber.

Twelve-year-old Su Yu sat cross-legged with her eyes closed.

Since his spiritual sense broke through to the seventh level of Qi Refining three years ago, it has been able to cover an area of ​​dozens of miles.

At this moment, he does not need spiritual awareness.

The spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from the direction of the capital were so strong that even mortals could sense them.

The sky over the entire Northern Territory was faintly glowing.

That was hundreds of miles away above the capital, where the afterglow of the spiritual energy storm was reflected on the horizon.

Su Yu felt the overwhelming, pure spiritual power and remained silent for a long time.

Zhao Heng's face appeared in his mind.

The young emperor who spent three years approving blood tributes in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, his fingers stained dark red with cinnabar.

Su Yu has lived for over a thousand years and has seen far too many people pass away.

His wife, his son, his fellow students, and his juniors.

With each one he saw off, he thought he had become numb enough.

But at that moment, he still silently uttered a sentence in his heart.

"Zhao Heng, you did it."

Su Yu opened her eyes.

There was no sadness, no emotion in his eyes.

Because Zhao Heng's death was not the end, but the beginning.

The explosion by millions of ordinary people in the capital was merely the most crucial first move in this game.

But purifying only the capital city is far from enough.

Demonic energy enveloped the entire Dali Kingdom, and the entire world.

The fifty miles of blue sky above the capital city are but a lonely island in the vast ocean of this land.

If we don't take advantage of this momentum and expand the scope of purification to the entire Great Li...

All Xue Du needs to do is retreat outside the capital and wait for the surrounding demonic energy to slowly flow back in, and everything will return to normal.

Su Yu naturally wouldn't let that happen.

He stood up and walked towards the sheepskin map that covered the entire wall deep inside the secret room.

The map was covered with thousands of ink dots.

Each ink dot is a node.

Each node represents a group of ordinary people prepared to risk their lives for a clear blue sky.

Su Yu raised his hand and drew a circle in the very center of the map.

Then he turned around and said three words to Li Xiaotian and a dozen core members who were waiting for orders in the secret room.

"It's dawn."

Li Xiaotian was startled.

This was the code they had been waiting for for three years.

"Pass down the order."

Su Yu's voice was extremely calm, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

"Fully activated."