This form alone is already difficult to deal with, so adding another sword would be like adding wings to a tiger, wouldn't it?

Xie Lian had a bad feeling and shouted to the people below, "Everyone, be careful!"

The ghosts were busy beating rats. Upon hearing this, they all looked up and exclaimed, "What a huge Dabogong... Oh no, thank you Taoist priest!"

"The city lord seems to be having a lot of fun up there!"

Xie Lian said, "No, we're not playing..." Before he could finish his words, the blazing sword slashed down with overwhelming murderous intent. Xie Lian let go, barely avoiding the blow, secretly terrified by the sword energy and heat wave.

The giant stone statue had only been able to fight back to begin with, but now it was completely unable to fight back!

In this critical situation, he couldn't help but want to summon a few more martial gods to help, but Quan Yizhen was now wandering in the black water with the broken body of the bone dragon to heal his wounds. Lang Qianqiu had to use one person as a hundred people to support the increasingly frantic vengeful spirits in the human formation. Feng Xinmuqing hadn't been seen since he came down for some reason. Only Pei Ming was free, but he was also charred all over, killing mice and blowing smoke rings, refusing to be outdone by the Rain Master. He was probably not to be relied upon, as there was no one else available!

At this moment, a voice from the ground said, "Wait, Your Highness! Your sword is coming soon!"

The one shouting was the Imperial Master. Xie Lian rushed to the Jade Crown Platform and asked, "What? Where's my sword?"

The Imperial Master cupped his hands to his mouth and said, "Blood Rain Seeking Flowers, the land shrinks a thousand miles! It's reached Copper Furnace Mountain! The sword is coming!"

Hua Cheng decisively threw a dice and said, "Open!"

Something rumbled in the dark clouds above. After a moment, Xie Lian narrowed his eyes and looked upward.

There really is a sword!

The statue leaped up, long sword in hand. Xie Lian clenched his hands into a seal, and the giant stone statue also clenched the hilt of the sword in its hand and swung the sword towards "Xianjing"!

The opponent immediately drew his sword to meet the attack. However, when the two swords collided, something happened that no one had expected—the sword in Xie Lian's hand directly cut through the giant flaming sword!

Amid the earth-shaking sound of metal and stone breaking, the demon fire giant stopped in his tracks.

Suddenly, it shattered into pieces and then plummeted to the ground.

Xie Lian had never expected this sword to be so powerful, capable of killing with a single strike. He was completely stunned by the sword in the giant stone statue's hand.

The light shone, and it was extremely sharp. What kind of sword was this?

Remembering that the Imperial Master had Hua Cheng drive the Shrinking Earth Thousand Miles Sword to the Copper Furnace Mountain, he immediately understood - this was probably a sword forged from the bodies of those three mountain monsters!

However, there was no time for further thought. If this behemoth fell, it would be no fun. Xie Lian immediately controlled the giant stone statue to fly down, grabbing the large mass of rocks that were about to fall apart. He changed direction, flew to the side for a distance, and carefully chose a more remote place to land. Finally, the giant stone statue returned the sword to its waist and stood still, one hand holding the sword, the other holding the two people in the palm of his hand, as if holding a flower, motionless, smiling again, returning to the posture of the flower-crowned martial god.

Not a single rock fell to the ground. No one in the imperial city was hurt!

For a long while, everyone on the ground looked at each other in bewilderment, and then they said, "Done...done?"

Xie Lian and Hua Cheng also jumped down from the giant stone statue's palm and rejoined the others. Shi Qingxuan's cold sweat had already turned to hot sweat. He tucked the Wind Master Fan, which had broken down again after fanning it once, back to his waist and limped over, hopping and dragging his feet, saying, "Your Highness! Are you alright? Is this resolved?"

A few other priests also gathered over: "Emperor... Where is Jun Wu? Your Highness, did you defeat him? Is he dead?"

The Imperial Master beside him said, "How is that possible? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...he won't be defeated so easily."

Hua Cheng extended his hand to Xie Lian and said, "Brother, let's go up and look for him."

Xie Lian nodded and offered him his hand. Hua Cheng gently tugged, pulling him up onto the ruins. The ghosts, having already lost interest in the battered corpse-eating rat, leaped forward, eagerly clamoring to "raid the Immortal Capital." But Hua Cheng warned, "Stay away! No one, including those not human, should approach." Otherwise, running into Jun Wu would mean death. Hearing this, the ghosts had no choice but to jump back and continue their defense below.

However, in the former Immortal Capital, which had been reduced to a heap of ruins, there was no trace of Jun Wu. Xie Lian and Hua Cheng searched for him, then lifted the golden roof of the dilapidated Shenwu Temple, but found no one.

At this moment, Lang Qianqiu suddenly said to Pei Ming, "General Pei! I have something important to attend to. Could you please help me out?"

Pei Ming, who hadn't killed as many rats as Master Yu, was feeling frustrated and frustrated when he was inexplicably dragged into battle. He rubbed his nose but said nothing. Lang Qianqiu leaped onto the ruins and rummaged around, finally lifting a section of the collapsed roof. "Found it!" he exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Xie Lian went over and said, “Qianqiu, be careful!”

He thought Lang Qianqiu had found Jun Wu, but what he found was a charred mass, like a huge curled up insect shell, with a small coughing sound coming from inside.

Xie Lian's heart tightened, and he and Lang Qianqiu quickly peeled off the charred shell. Unexpectedly, a little child rolled out from inside, curled up with its head in its arms. Its whole body was red, as if it had been burned, but its life was not in danger and it was still coughing.

After he rolled out, a ball of green will-o'-the-wisp also floated out stealthily. Xie Lian said, "This is..."

Lang Qianqiu grabbed the ghost fire, his eyes blazing, and said, "God has mercy on you, Qi Rong, and you're still alive. You've fallen into my hands!"

Now, Qi Rong had truly become a "green lantern night wanderer." Presumably, when Jun Wu unleashed that blaze, Qi Rong had protected the grain, saving the boy from being burned to death. Xie Lian couldn't help but feel a bit surprised. After all, with Qi Rong's temperament, throwing the grain away to block the flames was the natural thing he would do when provoked.

Hua Cheng immediately saw what he was thinking and said, "Even if he threw that kid out to block the fire, he wouldn't be able to block much. He would be burned to ash in an instant. To him, blocking and protecting are not that different."

That's true, but that was also a bit of a protection. Qi Rong was burned to a ball of green ghost fire, which hadn't even dissipated yet. Lang Qianqiu caught him red-handed and frightened him so much that he screamed. Gu Zi, who had just been rescued, woke up immediately and hugged Lang Qianqiu's legs, saying, "Brother, don't kill my father!"

Lang Qianqiu shouted angrily, "Let go! I'm warning you, even if you beg me, I won't show any mercy!" He tightened his grip. Qi Rong was his clan's nemesis, and Xie Lian couldn't intervene. But Xie Lian was afraid that Qi Rong might accidentally hurt Gu Zi in anger, so he tried to pull him away, but Gu Zi rushed over and hugged him again, saying, "Brother Rag, save my dad!"

Xie Lian said, “Guzi…that’s really not your father. Look at how he treats you, don’t you know?”

Gu Zi said, "That's my dad! He used to be mean to me, but later he treated me very well. He often gave me meat to eat and even said he would take me to live in a beautiful big house... He's been very good to me. Can you, Bro, save him?"

Qi Rong started cursing, "Don't ask him, stupid son! This black-hearted Snow Lotus won't save your father! He wishes I were dead. He doesn't care if I live or die!"

Hua Cheng glanced sideways and asked, "Are you worried that Lang Qianqiu won't be able to kill you, so you insist on having me involved?"

Qi Rong was still very afraid of him. The moment he spoke, the entire ball of ghostly fire shrank. But since he was going to die anyway, he decided to go all out and said, "Gou Huacheng, I'm not afraid of you! Xie Lian, don't think I don't know. I consider you a god, but you! What do you think of me? You don't take me seriously at all! You despise me, think I'm a fool, a lunatic, a sick person, and you disdain me. You've never looked down on me! What right do you have to look down on me? You can't even destroy Yong'an, you useless piece of shit!"

"you……"

Xie Lian only uttered one word. Although Hua Cheng didn't move, he sensed something and quickly grabbed him, saying, "Forget it, forget it."

Hua Cheng didn't even bother to put on a fake smile. He snorted and said, "So what if I look down on you? From head to toe, is there anything about you that people can look down on?"

Qi Rong angrily and angrily said, "Pooh, pooh, pooh! You, you look down on me, so what? I... I... I have a son!"

“…”

“…”

Qi Rong laughed wildly: "Hehe! Even though it's a cheap find, it's still better than you, an impotent coward who will have no offspring! You won't even be able to have one in the next eight hundred years! Hehehahahaha..."

Xie Lian and Hua Cheng stared at each other in silence. Hua Cheng didn't want to waste any more words with Qi Rong, so he simply raised an eyebrow at Xie Lian and mouthed, "That's not necessarily true."

Xie Lian knew he was joking, so he smiled helplessly. But as he laughed, Qi Rong's laughter grew fainter and fainter. The green, dancing will-o'-the-wisp fire finally died down.

Lang Qianqiu, unsure whether Qi Rong's will-o'-the-wisp had extinguished itself or been snuffed out by him, remained stunned. Gu Zi, also stunned, went up to pry open his fingers one by one, but saw nothing. He then rummaged through the charred debris on the ground, his hands covered in black ash, and still saw no green light. Unable to resist, he tugged at Lang Qianqiu's shirt and asked, "Where's my dad..."

He asked Lang Qianqiu, who didn't know what to say and looked at Xie Lian. Xie Lian didn't know what to say either, so he sighed and turned to leave. Behind him, Gu Zi's voice kept asking, "Brother, where's my father? Is he still alive? He said he's cultivated to become something... the most powerful king in the Three Realms, and he won't die. Is he still alive?"

The annoying look on Qi's face finally disappeared.

However, Xie Lian not only didn't know what to say, he couldn't even figure out what he was feeling at the moment.

Actually, thinking about it carefully, he really couldn't refute Qi Rong's words. From childhood to adulthood, he really didn't think much of this cousin.

At first, he felt pity for Qi Rong, but later, he felt helpless, overwhelmed, and tried his best to ignore her, believing that out of sight, out of mind. If one must say that he "disdained" Qi Rong, it seemed... he did indeed dislike her quite a bit.

It's more than just disdain. I once hated Qi Rong so much that I wanted to crush his ashes and scatter them across the land. But after all this time, after so much has happened, looking back at Qi Rong, I truly feel nothing but annoyance and exhaustion. Maybe even a mixture of disdain and a touch of indifference.

Neither happy nor sad.

After searching for a while, they found nothing. After descending from the ruins, Shi Qingxuan waited on the ground for a long time and said, "Your Highness, how is it?"

Xie Lian shook his head and said, "I didn't find him."

"How come we didn't find it?!"

The priests discussed it, "Could he really be dead? Reduced to ashes or something like that?"

"If it's hidden, that would be too scary!"

"Where can we hide? There are so many people watching us."

Shi Qingxuan looked around and said, "Your Highness, I have a question I've been wanting to ask for a while now. Where are Nanyang and Xuanzhen?"

It was true. No one had seen Feng Xin and Mu Qing for a while. The priests began to chatter again, "Could it be that the two generals, like General Pei, are locked up in their own palace in Xianjing and haven't come out?"

"No way... I saw General Nanyang coming out! And he seemed to be looking for someone..."