However, no matter how heavy the price he paid was, even if he was torn to pieces and his body and soul were destroyed, that was a matter for the future. Now he was constantly recovering his strength and was even stronger than before.

"Destruction, swordsmanship!" Mu Hanyan mobilized the last of her divine power and it suddenly exploded in Po Cang's body.

This time, Mu Hanyan finally used her forbidden sword technique. Although she knew very well that after this sword strike, all her divine power would be exhausted and even her mind would fall into the darkness of destruction, she had no better choice.

Po Cang's internal organs, bones, and meridians were all shattered, but Mu Hanyan's sword still could not advance an inch. His heart meridians still maintained their previous appearance and were even repairing rapidly.

Mu Hanyan's expression had completely changed. Even the destructive sword technique couldn't destroy Po Cang's heart meridians!

Boundless darkness flooded into her mind, and the terrifying thought of destroying everything in the world also grew like poison in her heart.

Mu Hanyan could only keep her mind focused and retain the last bit of clarity, not letting her mind be occupied by the desire for destruction. But what was the use? Even the sword of destruction could not kill Po Cang, so what was the point of retaining this bit of clarity?

"Han Yan!" Ye Lanxuan and Fen Qianji also noticed something was wrong. They exclaimed at the same time and rushed towards Po Cang.

"Die!" Po Cang roared and slapped out with his palm.

The black mist broke through the air and condensed into a giant palm that seemed to be real. It brought endless power, endless violence and destructive aura, and fell down on the two of them.

"Leave me alone, let's go!" Mu Hanyan cried out in shock. If they were at their peak, they might be able to withstand Po Cang's attack, but at this moment, they had almost exhausted all their divine power. Charging forward would simply be courting death.

Ye Lanxuan and Fen Qianji also knew that they could not save Mu Hanyan in their current condition, but they still slashed out with their swords at the same time.

Their gazes were so unwavering, without regrets.

The giant palm fell, and the sword light that the two men had used up their last bit of divine power to cut out instantly collapsed. The giant palm continued to fall towards their heads without any loss of force.

"Let's go!" Seeing that both of them were about to die at the hands of Po Cang, Fen Qianji suddenly stopped and stood in front of Ye Lanxun.

At this moment, a calm smile appeared on his face.

Tears welled up on Mu Hanyan's face. Perhaps no one could understand the meaning of that smile, but she understood: if you died, she would be sad, so you had to live.

At this moment, two hunched figures suddenly moved, like lightning and blazing light, blocking the way of Fen Qianji and Ye Lanxun. They were the Divine Lord and the Holy Lord.

The giant palm slammed heavily on their bodies, blood mist flew, and the four figures were swept up by the wind and flew hundreds of feet away.

With a single palm strike, the Divine Lord and the Holy Lord's divine spirits shattered simultaneously, their meridians and seas of energy shattered. The two most powerful Lords of the Sacred Continent had their cultivation completely destroyed, their lives uncertain.

Ye Lanxuan and Fen Qianji hugged the two of them respectively, their eyes filled with tears.

Mu Hanyan was stunned. She could understand the Divine Lord's willingness to save her, even risking his own life and cultivation. After all, one was his most beloved disciple, the other his own flesh and blood. But she hadn't expected the Holy Lord to risk his life to save her. Of course, he wasn't doing it for Fen Qianji, but for Ye Lanxun. It seemed that no matter what he had done, no matter how paranoid or even crazy he had become, his love for Ye Lanxun was genuine. Otherwise, why would he risk his life to save her?

"Lan Xun, Qian Ji, let's go!" Mu Hanyan quickly recovered from her shock and shouted to Ye Lan Xun and Fen Qian Ji.

"Let's go. Where can they go? You, them, all of them will die. The entire continent will be destroyed by my, Po Cang's, hands!" Po Cang laughed wildly.

"Really?" A hint of determination appeared in Mu Hanyan's eyes, which was even more resolute than Po Cang's previous look.

She loosened her grip on the hilt, and an ancient stone seal appeared in her palm.

"Qiankun Seal of Life and Death!" Po Cang exclaimed, as if he realized what Mu Hanyan was going to do, and instinctively flew backwards.

Unfortunately, it was too late. A mysterious light enveloped both him and Mu Hanyan.

The laws of time took effect once again. Po Cang felt himself plunged into stillness, even blinking his eyes becoming incredibly slow. Even though Mu Hanyan was right before him, even though he was still imbued with the powerful demonic power, he had no way to stop her.

Of course, given Mu Hanyan's current condition, it was impossible for her to kill him, but the terrifying thing was that the vitality of the two of them was escaping from their bodies at an alarming speed, and they could not be stopped or resisted.

This is the power of the most terrifying artifact of the Qiankun Life and Death Seal besides the Law of Time: the Law of Death!

To be more precise, it was a mutual destruction. Back in the Divine Punishment Prison, Dou Nanshan had desperately wanted to use this opportunity to perish together with Mu Hanyan, but because Mu Hanyan possessed several other fragments of the seal, he was unable to do so. In the end, he lost his life, while Mu Hanyan was unharmed.

But this time, the situation was clearly different. This time, it was Mu Hanyan who took the initiative to use the Qiankun Life and Death Seal. As Po Cang's vitality disappeared, she also had to pay the same price. This was also the law.

In fact, when she was promoted to the Divine Martial Realm, she had already comprehended all the secrets of the Qiankun Seal of Life and Death. She also knew how terrifying the law of death contained in the Qiankun Seal of Life and Death was. While eliminating the enemy, she must pay the same price.

However, only in this way can she kill Po Cang, and only in this way can she preserve the Holy Continent.

Perhaps, even if she got rid of Po Cang, she would still not be able to escape death. A hundred years later, the Holy Continent would still not be able to escape destruction. However, she had no choice!

The faces of the two men continued to age. In just a moment, they seemed to have aged a hundred or a thousand years.

Mu Hanyan's long, jet-black hair had long since turned silver like snow. Her gaze gradually grew empty.

The backlash of the destructive sword was meaningless to her, because her vitality was constantly fading, and her soul was also constantly dissipating, as if she had entered endless darkness, with no end in sight and no way to leave.

"Han Yan!" Ye Lanxuan and Fen Qianji were completely cold.

Below, Feng Qingyu, Lu Nianxin and others also felt cold all over.

They wanted to rush forward and risk their lives to save Mu Hanyan, but under the law of time, they could not get close for a long time.

Time passed so slowly, and their gazes seemed to have lingered on Mu Hanyan for countless centuries.