"I'm afraid it's not enough. Although your spiritual power is powerful, your cultivation is not enough. Unless you can reach the state of nourishing qi and condensing soul, practicing this divine art will do more harm than good." Ye Lanxuan shook his head and said.
After he finished speaking a few words, his figure became more and more illusory and hazy. Obviously, with his level of cultivation, it was extremely strenuous for him to perform this magic, and he could not continue for too long.
"Hanyan, the power consumption of this communication magic is too great, I can't tell you more. Remember, in the Continent of Gods, unless your priest's magic reaches the sword cultivation level comparable to that of a peak great swordsman, you must never use it lightly." After saying this, Ye Lanxuan's figure completely disappeared from Mu Hanyan's mind.
"Lan Xun, take care, I'll wait for you." Mu Hanyan said affectionately in her heart.
All the hostility, desire for destruction, and thoughts of killing in her heart disappeared, and a gentle smile appeared on her face again.
"Hanyan, you're okay!" Ling Baobao said in surprise when he saw the change in her expression.
Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren and others also rushed over. Seeing that Mu Hanyan's eyes had regained clarity, they all breathed a sigh of relief, their joy beyond words.
"Baby Ling, thank you." Mu Hanyan looked at Baby Ling and said solemnly.
As his mind regained clarity, the events that had happened before reappeared before his eyes one by one.
Although it was Ye Lanxuan who finally sensed her critical condition through Ang Ang and awakened her consciousness with the technique of telepathy, she was also moved by everything Ling Baobao did for her.
She also knew how dangerous the situation was for Ling Baobao. If she had struck him with that sword, even if Ling Baobao had the Ba Xia Dragon Armor to protect him, his life would probably be in danger.
Fortunately, although his persistence failed to wake himself up, it still touched his deep attachment to family and friendship, causing the sword to pause for a moment. It was with that moment that Ye Lanxuan woke himself up in time.
Mu Hanyan had a feeling that if Ling Baobao hadn't touched her, Ye Lanxun might not have been able to wake her up so quickly. If Ling Baobao hadn't called her with his life at stake, she would have likely made an irreparable mistake.
"It's okay, I'm glad you're okay." Ling Baobao smiled and said with relief.
Taking advantage of Mu Hanyan's temporary pause, the bandits who had managed to escape with their lives fled out of the city in a swarm.
"Master Priest..." Looking at the bandits who were fleeing for their lives, Chen Yuhe hesitated to speak.
Seeing Huayu City, which had finally regained some of its prosperity, destroyed in a sea of fire, she naturally hated these bandits to the core and wanted to tear them into pieces. However, Mu Hanyan's killing spree just now really made her scared, fearing that Mu Hanyan would lose his mind again once he took action.
"Let them go." Mu Hanyan sighed and said.
Although Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe, and the others were somewhat reluctant to let the bandits go, no one said anything more after Mu Hanyan's words. Compared to Mu Hanyan, the bandits' lives and deaths were obviously insignificant. Mu Hanyan's death-like appearance had frightened them. As long as Mu Hanyan didn't get into any trouble, what was the point of letting all the bandits go?
Thinking this in her mind, Shen Yuhe waved her hand to stop others from chasing after her.
Just as they stopped the pursuit, Mu Hanyan's body swayed and she almost fell to the ground. Her face was so pale, as if all her strength had been drained away in an instant.
"Hanyan!" Sikong Qinglan and others were shocked and hurried forward to support Mu Hanyan.
Only then did they understand that Mu Hanyan had not let the bandits go out of her own will. The previous hard battle with Mo Jiu had already left her severely weakened, and she had no strength to fight again.
The few of them had no time to care about the life and death of the bandits. They all looked at Mu Hanyan worriedly, fearing that she might have some hidden dangers.
As Mu Hanyan unleashed the sword art of destruction, her strength once again broke through the limitations of the laws of the Continent of Gods, and her body's ability to heal itself also increased exponentially. The black arrow that had long been shattered and destroyed had long been forced out of the body, and the wound had completely healed. At least from the surface, there was no sign of injury, not even a scar.
However, for both swordsmen and priests, ordinary physical injuries were not a serious matter. It was the internal injuries that were most terrifying. If the meridians or qi sea were severely damaged, that would be the most fatal. If the foundation of cultivation was damaged, for many practitioners, it would be better to die.
"Don't worry, it's nothing serious, just exhaustion." Mu Hanyan didn't want to make them worry, so she said comfortingly.
In reality, it was more than just exhaustion. Her spiritual center had been breached, and she was uncontrollably unleashing the destructive sword art, stimulating her body's potential to its limit. If it weren't for the last trace of spiritual energy flowing slowly through her heart meridians, she truly feared she would end up like Tang Bufan, exhausting all her potential at once and losing the possibility of further cultivation.
Concentrating and looking inward, Mu Hanyan knew that her condition was not that bad. As long as she had this last bit of spiritual power and energy, it would be like a never-ending spring and would not affect her cultivation. It was just that her recovery would be a little slow. It would be difficult to recover without three to five months.
This is also the reason why Mu Hanyan had to let those bandits go. The reason why they fled for their lives like stray dogs was that they were completely frightened by her ruthless massacre just now. In terms of real combat power, they were still much stronger than the priests, guards and people of Huayu City.
As the saying goes, don't chase a desperate enemy. If you really force them into a desperate situation and they fight to the death, and you are unable to take action, Huayu City will only suffer greater losses.
In a moment, the thousands of remaining bandits arrived at the city gate.
Seeing them about to escape from Huayu City, the priests and people of Huayu City were filled with hatred. However, they could also see something strange about the chief priest at this time, and knew that it was impossible to stop them with their own strength. Chasing after them would be a meaningless act of suicide, so no one dared to attack rashly.
Just then, two men appeared at the city gate.
The leader was tall and had an extremely stern expression. He seemed to be middle-aged, but gave people a sense of vicissitudes of life. His eyes swept across the faces of everyone in the city one by one, and finally stopped at Mu Hanyan's face, frowning slightly.
A young man stood over him, bending slightly, looking extremely respectful, but with an expression of inexplicable horror.
"Get out!" The bandits who were about to rush out of the city gate and escape shouted in unison, waving their swords and riding on the red charcoal cloud beasts to charge towards the two men.
Just as Mu Hanyan thought, although these bandits were frightened by her, their brutality and cruelty would not change. If all their escape routes were blocked and they were forced into a desperate situation, they would definitely not lack the courage to fight to the death.
In their eyes, the two men before them were undoubtedly the last obstacle to their escape from the deadly zone. To break through this obstacle and seize this last chance of survival, they even burst out with a fiercer and more resolute fighting spirit than before.
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