Ling Yongnian's face darkened. "So what? You still killed him for my sake!"

Mo Yunzhao lowered his eyes and stopped smiling, raising his hand to catch the falling tears.

"Yes, I killed the person I liked when I was young, and who I still like now."

Because of the misunderstanding they created, she hated Ling Jingyu intensely.

The more you love, the more you hate; the more you hate, the more you love.

She gently clenched her fist, looked up at them with a smile, and said, "I can kill the strongest man, and I can kill you too."

His eyes darted around, his killing intent blazing fiercely.

Mo Bilian sneered and said viciously, "If you don't hand over the Soul-Stabilizing Pearl, you can only become a ghost and kill us. However, we won't give you the chance to become a ghost. There is a way to die that can make a person's soul disappear and never be reincarnated."

Mo Yunzhao looked up at them, pointing to the sky, "Killing you will not make you ghosts or bring you to the next life. This is enough."

Ling Yongnian and the others looked up, their expressions changing instantly.

The azure sky was now shrouded in a thin layer of purple mist.

As they looked up, they saw that the purple mist enveloped the entire imperial city.

It made them feel as if a deathly aura had suddenly descended.

Mo Yunzhao in front of him seemed like a grim reaper who had come to reap lives!

Ling Yongnian asked coldly, "Mo Yunzhao, what have you done, and what are these things?"

"This is a killing array that I have set up over the past year using all the magic power I have left. One array can destroy a city."

Mo Yunzhao turned around and looked at the rolling mountains and the vast, boundless landscape outside the city walls.

“Mo Yunzhao…”

Bang bang bang!

As soon as Ling Yongnian opened his mouth, a series of loud explosions were heard, followed by the city tower shaking violently.

The people in the city were terrified, and screams filled the air.

The once peaceful and prosperous imperial city was instantly thrown into chaos by war.

The spring breeze made Mo Yunzhao's skirt flutter wildly, like fire.

"I fought for this country for you; I saved your lives; now I should take it back."

Explosions rang out one after another.

In the blink of an eye, the vast imperial city was reduced to ashes.

Sister, and him, I've avenged you. I... have the face to see you now.

"A Zhao!"

The moment the explosion rang out, Mo Yunzhao heard a heart-wrenching scream.

The soul left the body and floated in the air.

She saw a familiar figure kneeling in the ruins, digging at the ground with his hands.

Even with his fingers covered in blood, he never stopped.

She floated higher and higher, and his figure became more and more blurred.

He finally stopped digging at the ground with his hands, staggered away, and was filled with sorrow.

Mo Yunzhao followed him and saw him kneeling before an old man in a gray robe, kneeling for a very long time...

"Ah Zhao, wait for me."

The last words Mo Yunzhao heard as his consciousness faded.

...

Xuan Tang Kingdom*

The vast darkness, with its continuous drizzle, made the night even more indistinct.

A horse-drawn carriage sped along the official road, the city gate gradually disappearing behind it, and the shadows of trees outside the carriage growing ever larger.

Inside the carriage lay a stunningly beautiful young woman dressed in a cherry-red dress. Her silky black hair partially obscured her face, giving her an alluring, half-hidden beauty.

Her pale face and unfocused, watery eyes stared blankly and bewilderedly at a car roof.

At that moment, voices could be heard outside the car.

"Are we really going to listen to the young lady and sell the city lord to a pleasure boat on Qinxin Lake to become a prostitute?"

“Once Mo Yunzhao gets into trouble, the young lady will be the new city lord, so of course we have to listen. As for that blind Mo Yunzhao…”