His neck and head were connected only by a thin layer of skin, and his wide-open eyes were filled with terror.

Blood splattered on those who charged ahead, and this gruesome scene instantly silenced the noisy crowd.

Seriously, they cut it down without warning.

Mo Yunlan raised her large cleaver, still dripping with red blood, and demanded, "Who's coming?"

She'll chop anyone who comes near.

Despite the heavy clouds, lightning and thunder continued to flash, but no rain fell.

A fierce wind howled past, carrying with it the stench of blood.

The sweet and pungent smell, along with the corpses lying in pools of blood, stimulated the taste buds and the eyes of the people.

"Slay the demons and appease the wrath of Heaven."

Someone shouted angrily, then charged forward recklessly with their weapon raised, as if they had gone mad.

Mo Yunlan was completely stunned when she saw the crowd of people surging in like a tide.

She's already killed one person, so why hasn't that intimidated them? Instead, they've become even more frenzied.

Big White roared, and the Snow Tigers immediately pounced, biting the onrushing civilians.

They are very careful; they only bite the calf or thigh meat, so they won't kill or cripple anyone.

Even so, the crowd of people still rushed forward like madmen.

The people behind, ignoring those who had fallen in front, trampled forward, their screams echoing through the air.

Fu Liu held the large grass carp, watching the frenzied and chaotic crowd, completely disregarding their plight.

No, they soon found themselves fighting amongst themselves.

"Damn it, why did you push me?" He threw a punch.

"You stepped on me, go to hell!" The person lying on the ground grabbed the other person's foot and opened their mouth to bite.

"You just touched me, you're asking for it." He raised the kitchen knife in his hand and swung it down.

Fresh blood immediately gushed out and dispersed with the strong wind.

The scene became even more chaotic.

If the previous threats were merely raised hands and shouted slogans, then the actual action was only directed at Mo Yunzhao.

But now, the people, in complete chaos, have lost all reason and have killed each other without even needing a reason.

There were also rational people who watched in terror as they slaughtered each other.

"This is truly divine wrath. Mo Yunzhao is not the chosen one. She is impersonating the Hundred Flower Fairy. Heaven is going to punish us."

Mo Yunlan kicked away the crowd that rushed towards her, "Ah Zhao, what should we do?"

They've really gone mad this time; intimidation isn't working.

There's already a huge crowd here, with thousands of people. We can't just kill them all.

Moreover, judging from the screams coming from both near and far, the number must be more than just a thousand.

Be careful.

As Mo Yunzhao spoke, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, rode the wind, and leaped into the sky.

She stood in mid-air, looking down at Moyang City.

Upon closer inspection, the massive crowd had already become one.

She flew away, and the people in the mansion were all fighting amongst themselves.

As she looked around, she saw not only crowds of people, but also livestock raised by ordinary people and restaurants, all of which had poured onto the streets.

The trampling continued, and the screams became even more incessant.

chaos.

impatient.

The strong wind that blew by carried a strong smell of blood.

Something's not right.

To avoid further stampedes and injuries.

Mo Yunzhao wanted to use his power to suppress them, but there were too many people.

Once someone is unable to move or is stunned, they can only wait to be trampled or beaten to death by other civilians.

This method won't work.

Since that didn't work, she could only use her blood to create a formation for the city, capable of instantly suppressing it...