I was the one who was causing the collapse of the iron.

"I'm not crazy. I'm calm. Jing Yuan can come back to life, so why can't Bai Heng? Don't forget how we survived. It was a Harvest Order Envoy who saved us! The battle between two Harvest Order Envoys caused some minor accidents, which brought the dead back to life. This isn't something particularly strange, right?"

Ying Xing's words made Dan Feng have many thoughts.

He was indeed researching the secret method of reincarnation and resurrection, because the population of the Chi Ming tribe was declining day by day, and if he didn't find a solution, the Chi Ming tribe might really destroy itself.

The secret technique has already taken shape, but Dan Feng has never found an opportunity to use it.

And now...

In this war, how many members of the Chiming tribe died without even leaving their bodies?

"First, we need to obtain enough flesh and blood, and we also need Bai Heng's DNA."

His friend's agreement brought a smile to Ying Xing's face, and he carefully took out a wooden box.

"Just now at the center of the explosion, I collected some blood, flesh and hair. If nothing goes wrong, they should belong to Bai Heng."

"Okay, come with me."

Dan Feng's heartbeat quickened involuntarily; he knew what he was doing.

This is a taboo, a blasphemy, and an unforgivable crime.

But...but they have already lost too much, and since an envoy of the Order of Abundance has stood on their side, it means that Xianzhou’s position will also have to change. It won’t be too much to try out the power of abundance a little, right?

Chapter 214: The Order of Abundance

The remaining thunder continued to bombard the earth, and the hunting power was so piercing that anyone who stepped into this place felt as if they were stabbed by swords and axes.

Jing Liu, who had just walked in, groaned, then shook his body and knelt on one knee.

The woman gasped for breath, trying to contend with the surging divine power that remained in this place.

As a traveler on the hunting path, she knew better than anyone how powerful the force before her was.

Under this level of attack, no living thing will survive.

Suddenly dead, then...

Not daring to think about such things, Jingliu struggled to move forward with his tired body until he reached the limit.

All you see is devastation, without a trace of flesh or blood or even a single branch.

There was no trace of the towering tree, whether golden or red.

She just sat cross-legged here, staring blankly at the arrow pointing straight to the sky.

Time passed so quickly, and in the blink of an eye, three days and three nights had passed. The Land of Divine Punishment was still cold and silent, with no signs of any living creatures.

Without any hope in his heart anymore, Jingliu clutched his chest in grief, tears and blood flowing from under the black cloth.

No more, the people I cherish, the people I love, none of them are here anymore...

For a moment, it seemed as if the heaven and earth had lost their color. Jing Liu knelt on the ground in grief, feeling as helpless as he had been in Cangcheng a thousand years ago, and crying like a little girl.

On the fourth day, Jing Yuan appeared beside her. The white-haired general seemed to have aged hundreds of years in just a few days. He looked tired and handed a jade omen to the other party.

"The list of casualties... has been compiled."

Jingliu took the jade omen and remained silent.

"The sacrifices this time were huge. There were more missing people than those who were confirmed dead. Because their bodies could not be found, it is very likely that all of these bodies were... devoured by Him."

The strangeness in her words made Bai Heng look up. The woman's condition was even worse and more haggard than Jing Yuan's.

The blood and tears had long since dried up, leaving two deep scars on her beautiful face.

"Master..."

Jing Yuan felt a little distressed for a moment. He wanted to say something, but after stammering for a long time, he couldn't utter a word.

Finally, he could only bend his knees and kneel in front of the woman.

"Why are you kneeling down to me? You are Luofu's general, and now is the time when you need to hold up everything."

The brutal war is over, but the remaining pain is forever.

Luofu didn't know how many years it would take to emerge from the shadow of this war and regain its prosperity and vitality.

I... probably can't see it.

Thinking of this, Jingliu couldn't help but clench her chest again. In the past few days, she felt that her heart was beating faster and faster, and it was becoming more and more painful.

That fiery red heart seemed to be about to jump out of his chest.

The deadline is approaching...

When Xu Nuo and Bai Heng died together, Jing Liu was undoubtedly heartbroken.

"Stand up, don't kneel. You represent Luofu. From now on, you don't have to kneel to anyone."

"Yes... Master."

Jingyuan nodded, wiped away the tears that had overflowed, and then stood up again.

"Master, I have something to tell you about Xu Nuo... or Huang Liang, the Envoy of the Order of Abundance."

"The order of abundance is like a golden sorghum? Hahaha... what a great order of abundance is like a golden sorghum."

Jing Liu laughed, she clenched her fists and hammered them on the ground, her face stained with blood and tears looked particularly charming.

Jing Yuan lowered his head and remained silent until Jing Liu's emotions stabilized, then he continued to speak.

"In the past few days, I have reported everything to the Marshal. The other Xianzhou generals and the Dragon Lord Chiming have also attended the meeting. This result... was reached through discussion. Although it was a necessary measure, Xu Nuo and Huang Liang swallowed up billions of Xianzhou people. This kind of means, this kind of existence... really can't be promoted as a hero."

"In short, now is the early stage of the end of the war, and it is the stage when the survivors are most traumatized. Luofu should focus on promoting the bravery of the Cloud Riders in killing the enemy. If the surviving people knew that they were saved in this way, because of the flesh and blood of the sacrificed, it might cause some bad consequences... and it might also cause the remaining abundant forces in Luofu to rise up, and then spread the doctrine of abundance, causing civil unrest again."

"So, regarding this incident, how did you decide at the meeting to characterize it?"

"The Envoys of Plenty Huang Liang and Shu Hu invaded the Immortal Boat for Jian Mu. During the fight, they had an internal conflict due to uneven distribution of spoils. Fortunately, the Emperor Bow Siming appeared during the fight and bestowed divine grace to eliminate the Envoys of Plenty. This allowed Luofu to survive this catastrophe."

"Haha... that's a good point. It not only publicizes the ugliness of abundance, but also praises the greatness of the Imperial Bow. It's perfect."

"Master..."

"Since it has been decided, why are you still here? Go and execute it. As General Luofu, you should have a lot of things to do. Don't stay here with me any longer."

"Yes... Master, I'll go first then."

Jing Yuan took a deep breath, bowed to Jing Liu again, and then left.

Not long after Jing Yuan left, a mechanical bird spread its wings and flew over, bringing Jing Liu some steaming food.

"It's unnecessary."

Without even looking at the food, Jingliu, who was sitting cross-legged, closed his eyes and began to meditate again.

In this way, another three days passed.

During this period, no one came to disturb Jingliu.

The hunting divine power lingering around had dissipated a lot, but the hunting divine arrows remaining on the earth were still shocking.

Jingliu opened her eyes and seemed to have discovered something. Then the woman stood up shakily and moved forward in the direction she sensed.

Soon she found a swaying branch next to a sacred arrow, and next to this branch, there were beautiful flowers in full bloom.

It is incredible that branches filled with the power of fertility actually grow in a place where the power of hunting is rampant.

Jingliu couldn't help crying with joy. She looked at the small branch as if she saw hope.

"I knew it... I knew you wouldn't die so easily."

The blood-colored branches swayed gently, as if responding to the flow of the mirror.

We must set up a formation nearby so that no one can discover His existence before He grows up.

Jing Liu was thinking so, and then the ground suddenly shook, followed by a mournful and shrill dragon roar, and a huge body rose into the air from the Linyuan Realm.

Chapter 215 You Are Not Her

what is that?

Jing Liu seemed a little confused, looking at the giant dragon rising into the sky from the Linyuan Realm not far away.

The giant dragon started to destroy indiscriminately like crazy, and soon the members of the Chiming tribe organized themselves to try to stop the dragon. However, they were no match for the dragon, let alone stop it, even getting close to it was a luxury.

Dan Feng, what on earth are you doing?

Frowning, Jingliu stepped forward with the sword in his hand. The dark black blade in his hand was covered with cracks, and the tip of the sword had long disappeared in the previous bloody battle.

Soon, Jingliu found the place where the giant dragon first took off into the air, and here she saw Danfeng and Yingxing.

The white-haired craftsman slumped in the mud, his face dazed, and standing next to him was Dan Feng, who also looked incredulous.

"How could this happen? It's impossible. The dragon masters said... the blood of my clan and the soul of my ancestors should have created another Dragon Lord. All this... shouldn't be like this."

"What on earth did you do?!"

Jingliu raised his wrist, pointed the broken sword at Long Zun, and asked sternly.

"I...we..."

"Let me tell you."

Ying Xing had a miserable smile on his face. He raised his head and faced the angry sword head.

"We plan to resurrect Bai Heng."

"Ridiculous! How did you find the means to revive Bai Heng? Do you know what the consequences of greed for immortality are?"

Dan Feng remained silent, but Ying Xing became emotional.

"Why? Why can Jing Yuan be resurrected but Bai Heng can't? She died for us. What's wrong with me wanting to save her?"

"Shut up! Do you want to destroy Luo Fu?"

Jing Liu swung his wrist and smashed the broken sword in his hand hard into Ying Xing's face, sending the white-haired craftsman flying.

"Forget what you said. General Jingyuan risked everything for Luofu. Don't slander him."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Ying Xing didn't say anything else. The man had blood on the corner of his mouth. He just lay on the ground with a bitter smile. As he smiled, the smile turned into a wail.

"Yes, it's all my fault. I deceived Long Zun and coveted immortality. Kill me now."

"I should kill you, but you have other sins to suffer for eternity..."

Without even looking at the hysterical craftsman lying on the ground, Jingliu walked past him like a wandering soul and came in front of Danfeng.

"It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this..."

"Now tell me where the dragon's reverse scale is."

"The top of the skull..."

The half-dragon beast swam through the air at lightning speed. Its body, big enough to swallow the sea horizon, smashed into another floating island, and its wailing sounded like a thousand swords clashing.

Jingliu jumped up and rushed towards the evil dragon like a stream of light.

She felt her internal organs churning and burning, as if ripe grains were about to break out of their shells and expand to infinity.

Burning tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, my eyes had long been covered, and now my heart seemed to be covered with a layer of dust.

"You are not her."

The woman murmured, in a dreamlike illusion, she felt her flesh and blood finally surpassed the limit and began to disintegrate. It was as if there were strings binding her limbs tightly, cutting through her last consciousness bit by bit.

For no reason, those words rang in my ears.

"Even if it's the stars in the sky, I will cut them down."

At that moment, she grasped the sword she had always dreamed of.

That is the sword that can free you from all shackles. It is a sword that you have been familiar with for many years.

It is not made of melted iron, but is condensed from a piece of solid ice. It contains a faint glow, like holding a ray of moonlight in your hand.

The sword is three feet and seven inches long and as light as a feather.

The sword made of black ice pierced through Nielong's skull, and the solidified frost froze Jingliu's feet on Nielong's body, allowing her to remain standing.

One sword, one sword, and another sword, Jingliu mechanically waved the ice sword in her hand. She pierced the evil dragon's reverse scales, scraped off its skin and bones, and froze its flesh and blood. Her numb movements were like slaughtering a live fish.