Shen Zhao paid no attention to Xu Fengqing's change in expression and placed his hand directly on Dong Zhongying's head.

"As for him, this tool is the greater tragedy. He was deceived by Xu Xiao, and by you, and ultimately ended up with such a miserable end."

It's truly tragic that even his children aren't his own.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Five Thunder Transformation Hand swept over Dong Zhongying's entire body.

"No, stop!"

Sensing something amiss, Xu Fengqing shouted to stop them, but it was too late.

After Dong Zhongying's entire body was struck by lightning, it instantly turned into dust, which scattered throughout the secret room.

No! No!

With her last hope shattered, Xu Fengqing turned ashen-faced, and a heart-wrenching scream echoed through the secret chamber.

"Ren Piaomiao!"

He roared and threw a punch at Shen Zhao.

Puff——

"ah--"

Before he could even reach Shen Zhao, a dark green zither-sword pierced his heart from behind.

"You... little clay figure... you really..."

"Don't call me that, it's disgusting!"

Jiang Qingluan pulled back the sword, and a pool of blood instantly appeared.

Xu Fengqing stared intently ahead.

In the hazy light, a spirited young man walks along the bustling Huayang Street.

That's where my life began...

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood brought him back to reality.

"Don't be smug. This is not over yet. My army has already received the orders..."

Even if I die, I will let the entire Holy Land be buried with me..."

After uttering the last word, Xu Fengqing knelt down and died instantly.

Is it over?

"Yes, it's over."

Finally, Jiang Qingluan let go of the sword in her hand, knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

"A thousand years of grudges, a thousand years of knots in my heart, finally...finally it's over!"

Jiang Qingluan wept uncontrollably, her cries heart-wrenching, as mournful and desolate as a broken stringed instrument, as if she were releasing all the pain, grievances, and resentment that had been building up in her heart for a thousand years.

Her body was shaking, like a leaf in the wind, about to fall.

Tears blurred my eyes, and the world before my eyes became hazy and unreal.

For thousands of years, she has carried too much hatred and obsession. Now everything has come to an end, but she does not feel the pleasure of killing her enemies. All she feels is endless sorrow.

Memories flooded her mind like a tide, the joys and sorrows, the love and hate of the past intertwined at this moment, causing her unbearable heartache.

However, no amount of tears can wash away the pain of the past; only time can slowly heal this deep wound.

Shen Zhao watched Jiang Qingluan quietly without making a sound to disturb her.

She has shouldered too much national hatred and family feuds, and it's time to vent them.

"Are you mourning for your future in advance?"

Suddenly, an extremely domineering shout came from outside the Xiliang Prince's Mansion.

The next moment, the entire palace was hit by a ray of evil spiritual light and instantly turned into ruins.

Fortunately, Shen Zhao and Jiang Qingluan left in advance and stood on the ruins column.

Standing opposite were Tianxie Xuanwang and Luo Manying.

Seeing Xu Fengqing kneeling in the ruins and already dead, Luo Manying couldn't help but smile.

"This is what happens when you fall out with Jiuyou."

Tianxie Xuanwang pointed at Chen Zhao.

"Since the person next to you is Jiang Qingluan, then your true identity is Shen Zhao?"

"snort."

Shen Zhao snorted coldly, and the next second he transformed back into his original form.

"Thank you for helping me deal with Xu Fengqing. It saved me a lot of trouble. Now, to express my gratitude, let me personally send you off."

The expressions of Tianxie Xuanwang and Luo Manying changed at the same time.

They had personally tested Shen Zhao's strength to see for themselves.

Under such an intensive siege, they were able to clear out the entire headquarters stronghold and even injured themselves to this extent.

Even when facing someone like this, the two of them still felt uncertain.

"Shen Zhao, we are both injured. If we fight now, we will only suffer heavy losses. Why don't we retreat and fight another day?"

Tianxie Xuanwang made a reasonable suggestion, hoping that Shen Zhao would accept it.

"Letting a tiger return to the mountain will bring endless disaster; the evil spirits of the underworld deserve to perish!"

With a shout, Shen Zhao rose and leaped into the air. Instantly, the Daoist principles condensed, forming a vast vortex.

"hateful!"

Tianxie Xuanwang roared in anger and, together with Luo Manying, unleashed their evil power.

"Shen Zhao, since you're determined to die, I'll grant your wish!"

"You're all alone, and in your current state, it's impossible for you to deal with both of us working together at the same time."

Just as the three were about to unleash their ultimate moves, Jiang Qingluan suddenly conjured up an ancient zither and gently plucked a string.

Instantly, the two emperors of the Nine Netherworlds felt their souls sway.

Immediately afterwards, stirring piano music rang out.

"The Great Way is without hope, depart!"

boom--

The sound waves generated by the ultimate zither music directly repelled the two emperors.

At the same time, Shen Zhao was enveloped in the Southern Bright Fire, and his evil-slaying move was unleashed with a roar.

"Heavenly Dragon Roar!"

The sounds of the zither and the chanting of Buddhist scriptures, two unparalleled forces, converged and complemented each other, merging into an overwhelming force that instantly penetrated the minds of the two emperors of the Nine Netherworlds.

"ah--"

"Well--"

The two men, enraged, instantly exploded.

At the very moment the two died, a strange phenomenon occurred.

Upon seeing this, Shen Zhao roared, "Qingluan, now's the time! Set up the formation!"

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