She had never held any deep hatred against the Zhao family. Now that most of the Zhao family's elite had died in battle, and Zhao Xinghu and Zhao Zhiyuan were completely crippled, there was no need for her to annihilate them all. Although the other party had intended to kill her, and she had killed them in return, she didn't feel happy at the tragic scene before her. Instead, she felt a sense of heaviness.

Gao Weihu and the others nodded, without any objection. In fact, after seeing the last scene, they also had some small feelings.

Of course, if Mu Hanyan insisted on eradicating the entire clan, they wouldn't object. Since ancient times, the strong have always been respected, and the weak have always been the prey of the strong. Since the Zhao family dared to do this, they should pay the price in blood. However, Mu Hanyan, completely absorbed in hatred, killing, and revenge, always made people feel alienated and fearful. It was the flesh-and-blood, deeply compassionate Mu Hanyan before them that made them feel closer.

At one end of the canyon, the giant vine net and the corpses of the surrounding priests and strange beasts were reduced to nothingness by Zhao Xinghu's self-explosion. Even a large piece of the rocky cliff was blown off. However, at the other end, there were still corpses scattered all over the ground, including those of human priests and strange beasts.

After all, Zhao Xinghong's guard priests are all masters of the tenth-level Divine Heart Priest, and the elites in the tribe are not weak either. If they fight desperately, the strange beasts will also pay a heavy price.

"Sir, do you want to bury them?" Long Wudang asked, with an unprecedentedly respectful expression.

It was not until today that he finally knew how powerful Mu Hanyan was. Zhao Xinghong was a powerful man at the peak of the tenth-level Divine Heart Priest. As long as he returned to the Continent of Gods, he would be promoted to the Divine Soul Priest immediately. However, in front of Mu Hanyan, he could not even resist.

What’s even more terrifying is that even ferocious beasts like the Black Wood Prison have to obey his orders!

Although Mu Hanyan didn't directly command the beasts, they immediately launched a ruthless massacre of Zhao Xinghong's priests as soon as they rushed down, retreating from them without even a glance, as if they didn't exist. Long Wudang was neither blind nor stupid. If he still couldn't guess the reason, he might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill himself.

"Forget it, let's just leave it at that. So many people from the Zhao family have died, even Zhao Xinghong is dead. There must be an explanation. Only by keeping these bodies can we avoid suspicion." Mu Hanyan said after thinking for a while.

In fact, when a person dies, all grudges and grievances will disappear with him. Mu Hanyan did not want to see their bodies exposed in the wilderness, but thinking of Zhao Xinghong's identity, she gave up the idea of ​​helping them collect their bodies.

After all, he was the right priest of the Temple of Life. His death would surely cause a huge uproar and someone would definitely investigate. These corpses and the giant vine net just provided a reasonable explanation - Zhao Xinghong led his team to surround the strange beast, intending to catch it all in one fell swoop, but who knew that they were completely wiped out by the strange beast's counterattack.

Although Zhao Xinghu and Zhao Zhiyuan escaped, they likely wouldn't dare reveal the truth. After all, it was the Zhao family that violated the temple's laws. Even if they revealed it, she would only have done so to protect herself. She would have a legitimate case before the Divine Lord, but the Zhao family faced catastrophic consequences. Zhao Xinghu and the others clearly understood the difference. This was also why Mu Hanyan dared to let them go. Of course, there was no other way; they couldn't catch up.