"Kill!" The bandits gave a shocking shout and surrounded the Mu family with murderous intent.

"Hanyan, let's go!" Ye Yian lowered his voice and said to Mu Hanyan.

Seeing this, he knew he was doomed today. Earlier, in the carriage, he couldn't resist asking Mu Hanyan how she'd killed Kang Qingyuan. Since there were no outsiders around, Mu Hanyan didn't hide anything. Afterward, they carefully sifted through the nearly useless meteorite rocks, but couldn't find any more Hunyuan Stones. So, he knew that with Mu Hanyan's strength, even if she unleashed her full force, she would be no match for the Blood Wind Bandits.

"Take this token and go see the left and right priests of the Huayu Temple." Sikong Qinglan also took out his prayer priest's token and said to Mu Hanyan.

"Lord Sikong, you should go too. This is a disaster for our Mu family. There is no need for you to accompany us to death." Ye Yian was slightly stunned when he saw Sikong Qinglan's reaction, and then advised.

"No, as a prayer priest, it is my duty to protect the people." Sikong Qinglan said firmly.

Mu Hanyan looked at Sikong Qinglan in surprise. When she saw the suffering of the people in the Continent of Gods before, she actually had some contempt for the Temple. They fooled the people under the guise of God, but they were high and mighty and accepted the worship of the people. What was the difference between such a charlatan and the charlatans in the remote and wild areas of the Holy Court Continent?

But seeing Sikong Qinglan's resolute gaze, Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that she might have wrongly blamed the Temple. The living environment on the Divine Continent was too harsh. A protective barrier like the one in Tianfeng City couldn't be erected by just a few or even dozens of priests. It was a good thing they could maintain it. Even the protection of the Mu family's fiefdom had probably cost the Temple a considerable amount of effort. How could they possibly care for the people of the entire continent?

Providing them with some shelter is probably the limit of the temple.

"Master Gongfeng, Mu Tu and I will take the young and strong tribesmen to hold them back with all our strength. You take Han Yan and Master Sikong away. As for the little kids in the tribe, take as many as you can. No matter what, you must preserve the last bloodline for our Mu family." At this time, Mu Chenglin quietly approached and whispered.

"Old Patriarch, you..." Ye Yian looked at Mu Chenglin in surprise.

"Mujia Village will definitely not be able to be saved this time. As long as one person can survive, it's a good thing. It's good enough that the bloodline of the Mu family can continue. As long as Hanyan is here, our Mu family still has hope, so we must take good care of her." Mu Chenglin glanced at Mu Hanyan and said with a resolute expression.

Mu Hanyan's heart trembled slightly. Although she knew very well that everything Mu Chenglin did was for the continuation of the Mu family's bloodline, she couldn't help but be moved by the concern in his eyes.

Just like how Ye Yian was regarded as the patron saint of the Mu family before, at this moment, the entire Mu family placed their hopes on her.

Mu Hanyan suddenly felt a heaviness on her shoulders. In the past, whether in Blackrock City or Yunjing City, even though she knew the expectations her father, grandfather, and others had for her, she had never felt this way. She knew that no matter how she grew up, in their eyes, she would always be their granddaughter, their daughter. No matter what happened, as long as they were still alive, they would protect her from the storm, just like her grandmother had done.

At this moment, she truly understood the meaning of responsibility. From the moment she promised Ye Yian, protecting the Mu family had become her responsibility. Of course, taking on such a responsibility was not without reward. The trust of the Mu family members, as well as their unconditional determination to even sacrifice their lives for her, was their reward.

Mu Hanyan's eyes quickly swept over them, clearly seeing the determination and lack of regret in Mu Tu and the others' eyes. It seemed that they had all received Mu Chenglin's instructions and were ready to risk their lives to protect Mu Hanyan's departure.

"Kill!" Mu Tu roared and rushed towards the bandits who were gathering around him. The members of the Mu clan also found hoes and shovels and followed him without hesitation.

Knowing that they were doomed to die, they lost their previous fear, and the bloodiness buried deep in their bodies was ignited.

For the first time, Mu Hanyan felt a deep sense of powerlessness. After arriving on this continent, her strength had been suppressed, and she had to be extremely careful not to reveal her identity. If her strength was still there, how could she be so helpless in the face of such a situation?