Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

The Old Ancestor of Xiangshan clenched his fists, his killing intent palpable.

"The imperial carriage of Emperor Ningxia of the Great Qi Dynasty is returning from Mingqiu Mountain and is currently located on the East Seventh Ring Road."

The inner city is like a tortoise shell, but the outer city is not well defended. We can just attack and kill him!

No matter what their plans were, we'll kill them and run; they won't be able to stop us.

The Old Ancestor of Qinghe nodded in agreement.

"Alright! The fate is with this person. We have no grudges or conflicts of interest with the Daqi royal family, so there is no need for us to launch a forced attack on the Daqi palace."

"Let's fight the Great Qi royal family to the death! Let the Old Demon Youmeng and the Three Lives Demon Lord fight them themselves!"

"Not bad, not bad! Let them fight for themselves!" The Old Ancestor of Elephant Mountain patted his chest with his fist, his smile becoming even more ferocious.

The old mother of Yunmeng exchanged a glance with the two of them and emphasized again.

"No matter which of the three of us manages to seize the great fortune of Qi, we must remember one thing—grab it and run!"

The other two covered the enemy's retreat, trying to provoke those lunatics into fighting the people of Daqi.

Once we're back in our territory and it's safe, the three of us will divide the spoils.

"Good!" *2

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The Sixth Ring Road, on the street.

Five immortal swords surrounded Mu Ling'er, hovering in the void.

In the instant the change occurred, the Five Elements Sword Formation was already in place, with the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth generating energy continuously, isolating all dangers from the outside.

The five-colored lotus that the bracelet transformed into unfolded beneath Mu Ling'er's feet, hovering above the cracked earth.

A completely safe zone was formed within a ten-meter radius of Mu Ling'er.

Fallen bricks and stones, shattered earth, and a surge of crimson air.

Everything that came near the sword formation was instantly returned to the heavens and earth, transformed into the purest energy and absorbed by the sword formation.

From the very beginning, Mu An had imbued the sword box he gave to Mu Ling'er with his own power to prevent any potential accidents from happening.

A wisp of his divine consciousness was attached to Mu Ling'er, ready to take over the battlefield at any time.

……

A deafening roar echoed from all directions, and a bottomless crack spread along the central axis of Qi'an City.

The cracked earth resembled a giant, man-eating beast, swallowing the people in the streets whole.

When Mu Ling'er came to her senses, the once bustling street was now a mess.

Collapsed houses, extinguished lanterns, overturned flower boats, shattered stone bridges...

The newlywed couple was swallowed by the earth, and the blood-covered child was shielded by his parents. Huge boulders pressed down on them. The family, who had been happy and harmonious not long ago, was now cold and lifeless.

The drunken scholar was swallowed by the huge waves and sank to the bottom of the river. His comrade also disappeared in the surging waves.

The elderly couple, leaning on each other, protected their granddaughter with their bodies until their last breath, but their sincere affection could not change the cold ending.

The elderly man and the child fell into the river together and were hit on the head by the broken stone bridge. Their bright red blood stained the river.

The raging fire spread, boiling the river and claiming the lives of everyone on it.

Faced with this force, which is no different from a natural disaster, the efforts and struggles of mortals seem meaningless.

Watching this scene unfold, Mu Ling'er felt a buzzing sound lingering in her ears, and the whole world seemed to spin around her.

She knelt down and covered her mouth with her hands.

The colorful world lost its original colors, becoming stark black and white, which made her feel nauseous.

Why? Why is that? You weren't like this before...

Mu Ling'er didn't know who she was questioning; she only knew that she was feeling extremely uncomfortable, and her once-beating heart sank to the bottom.

Until Qingxi's voice reached her ears through the sword formation.

"What are you still standing there for? Activate the sword formation first, and we'll retreat back to the inner city together. The inner city is protected by a large formation, so it's safe for now."

The anxious voice brought Mu Ling'er back to her senses. She instinctively activated the sword formation, allowing Qingxi and Xiang Wang to enter the safe zone.

His scattered gaze sharpened again, and what came into view was a street reduced to ruins, with blood-red lines rising from the cracks and spreading across the shattered earth.

Everywhere there were broken walls and ruins, and everywhere there were mangled corpses.

The flowing blood, drawn by the red light, seeped into the earth along the crimson veins, continuously channeling its power into the great formation.

Further afield, the cracks continued to spread, and more and more innocent people were swallowed up by the formation, losing their lives on this happy night of family reunion.

For demonic cultivators, humans themselves are the best material.

Looking at this scene, at the blood-red curtain in the sky, at Qi'an City which had turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Mu Ling'er took a deep breath and stood up from her half-kneeling position.

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, glanced at Qingxi and Xiangwang in front of her, then looked back at the inner city shrouded in golden light behind her, and finally cast her gaze at the countless members of the Demonic Sect at the end of her vision.

Mu Ling'er stood up, took off the bracelet from her hand, and handed it to Qing Xi.

"Take this and hurry back to protect your child."

"Young Miss, what's wrong with you...?" Looking at Mu Ling'er's resolute face, Qingxi hesitated before speaking.

Mu Ling'er waved her hand, putting the five immortal swords back to her side, her long red dress billowing behind her in the heat.

The ruler, accustomed to appearing as a dutiful daughter, stood atop the ruins, gazing up at the distant, burning pavilion, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"We should save as many as we can, and families should be happy during this time of reunion."

"A ruler should bear the weight of the nation and the wishes of the people."

"All living beings are the king's subjects; how can we turn a blind eye to them?"

"Gods have their way, and humans have their way."

"He has his reasons, and I have my principles. No matter what he thinks, I, Mu Ling'er, will never agree to what he has done today!"

The red dress billowed in the flames, and under Qingxi's gaze, Mu Ling'er stepped aside from her and strode towards the outer city.

"Whether he's a god or an immortal, if he's forgotten the path he came from, can he still be himself?"

"I'll take care of what he doesn't care about! Even if it costs me my whole life, even if I have to resort to any means, even if it's despicable, I will never allow the person I care about most to become that terrible!"

……

At the end of the road, a raging inferno stretched out.

Tens of thousands of cult members stood amidst the ruins, weapons in hand, staring at the woman in the red dress who was walking toward them.

Five immortal swords hovered in the void, causing ripples to spread through the space.

Stepping over the broken bricks and stones, Mu Ling'er raised the Fire Spirit Sword in her hand, and four immortal swords stood behind her, pointing at the army.

"A long, long time ago, I always thought that things like Jingguan were too bloody and inhumane."

"Until today, after seeing you, the worst of the worst, I finally understand that I have been too naive all along."

"To defend human happiness, the only way is to cleanse the world with swords and to shock the world with the blood of scum."

"Remember this! Today, the daughter of the Five Elements True Lord has come to borrow your heads!"

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