Suddenly, a bright light streaked across the endless darkness, carrying with it boundless pressure and an endless killing intent. In an instant, the entire chaotic world was split apart by the light, and a boundless continent appeared before their eyes. Cities dotted the vast plain like stars in a web.
Various sounds rang in her ears, including the crying and laughing of children, the sound of wheels passing through the flat road, the red-faced bargaining of merchants, and the passionate vows of love made by young boys and girls who were just beginning to fall in love... This continent was so peaceful and harmonious.
However, with the appearance of that bright light, everything changed. Thunder struck the earth, shaking the mountains, cracking the ground, and raising waves. Dead bodies were scattered all over the land.
After the disaster, only a few people survived. In order to compete for limited food and land, they killed each other. On the bare hillside, tombstones cried silently.
It is unknown how long it took, the sea receded, and the earth was covered with green. People multiplied and their bloodlines were passed down from generation to generation. They no longer had to fight for food, but the war was not over. What continued was not only bloodlines, but also hatred from generation to generation.
Beneath the towering city walls, countless soldiers in armor fought desperately, their blood dyed the earth red. With a loud bang, the city walls collapsed, and the victorious side poured into the city like a tide. Amidst the cries of grief, sword lights filled the sky, and countless unarmed civilians fell in a pool of blood.
Among them were white-haired old men, weak and helpless women, and babies with a pair of innocent big eyes. In a moment, countless lives ended.
I don’t know how many years have passed, and the same scene happened again, except that the winners and losers were reversed, but the bloody scene remained unchanged, with countless old people, women, and babies lying in a pool of blood.
Time flies, reincarnation after reincarnation, killing, there is no end.
Mu Hanyan's heart was filled with anger and sorrow. If the initial disaster was a natural disaster, and the subsequent struggle was simply for survival, then everything that happened later was simply due to selfish desire, greed, and the hatred that had accumulated from generation to generation and could not be resolved.
She wanted this to end, but it was not something she could control.
Seeing the twisted corpses in the pool of blood, the lifeless eyes, and the wild smiles on the faces of the victors, Mu Han felt only disgust and wanted all this to end forever.
Suddenly, a boundless murderous intent surged into her heart—perhaps, only destruction could bring all this to an end! Only destruction could make them forget greed, selfish desires, and hatred. Only destruction could return the world to its former state.
This thought grew stronger and stronger in her mind. Her eyes became pitch black, like an endless abyss.
The killing continued, and she felt more and more disgusted, and her desire for destruction became stronger and stronger.
"Kill!" Finally, Mu Hanyan could no longer control herself and slashed out with her sword.
In an instant, her mind returned to reality, and she only saw the sword light that was slashed out by the Hanxiao Sword. Unlike before, this time, the sword light she slashed out was pitch black, as if darkness had descended, swallowing up all light and all life.
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