"Why are they back?" Mu Hanyan was a little surprised. Although it was dark, she could still recognize Chu Yanghe and the others by the strange light of the magic.
The defensive barrier could not stop Mu Hanyan, nor could it stop Cang Liao, but it could stop Chu Yanghe and others. They used their magic again and again, but they were unable to break the barrier, and their expressions became more and more anxious.
Seeing this, Mu Hanyan hurried to the formation in the hall and removed the defensive barrier.
The city gates were wide open, and Chu Yanghe and others rushed in. Mu Hanyan and others then discovered that not only the chief priests of each hall had returned, but tens of thousands of people had also returned.
Soon, Chu Yanghe and others arrived at the City Lord's Mansion. However, when they arrived at the door, they saw corpses and bloodstains all over the floor. They stopped at the same time, with shock on their faces.
In the back, the people who followed back to the city also stopped. It was not until then that they realized that the entire Pingchuan City was silent. Except for the corpses all over the ground, there was not a single living person among the original people.
"You are late, and so are we. All the people left in Pingchuan City have been killed, leaving no one behind." Mu Hanyan said.
As soon as these words were spoken, exclamations were heard all around.
Although hundreds of villages were massacred some time ago, the population of those villages ranged from thousands to hundreds, so the death toll was not large. At least thousands of people were left in Pingchuan City, among whom the guarding priests were quite powerful, and the city lord Sha Mingyuan was even more powerful, yet they were all killed.
Such tactics shocked even Chu Yanghe and the others, and the civilians who followed them back were even more grateful. Fortunately, they believed Mu Hanyan's words and left Pingchuan City early, otherwise they would have died.
In addition to feeling fortunate, they were also filled with gratitude towards Mu Hanyan.
"How...how could this happen? Who did it?" After a while, Chu Yanghe let out a breath and asked.
"That man's name is Chang Liao, and he practices the art of summoning the dead." Mu Han pointed at the dry bones left by the undead puppets and said.
Because Cang Liao's identity is too special, her origins will be implicated if one is not careful, so some things should not be said in detail. However, it is enough to let Chu Yanghe and others know about the art of summoning the dead.
"Death Summoning!" Chu Yanghe and the others had long suspected that the attackers weren't bandits, and their guess turned out to be correct. However, they hadn't guessed that the other party was using the long-lost forbidden technique - Death Summoning. Their expressions changed drastically.
"Sir, what about that arrogant man? Has he been killed by you?" Chu Yanghe asked.
Legend has it that when the art of summoning the dead first appeared on the continent, it caused a bloody storm that took tens of thousands of years to subside. This time the evil art has reappeared, and no one knows what kind of disaster it will bring to the Continent of Gods. I just hope that Mu Hanyan has killed that person, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.
Unfortunately, they were destined to be disappointed.
"That man is very powerful and we couldn't stop him." Mu Hanyan shook her head and said.
"No, we must report this to the Life Temple immediately!" Chu Yanghe said anxiously. They had all witnessed Mu Hanyan's strength firsthand. Even she couldn't stop Chang Liao, which showed how powerful he was. Naturally, they had no other options but to ask the Life Temple for help.
"That's fine." Mu Hanyan nodded. Even if she hadn't revealed Chang Liao's identity, the art of summoning the dead was a forbidden art on the Continent of Gods. With something this serious happening, it was impossible not to report it to the higher temple.
"I'm afraid the adults in the Temple of Life won't take it seriously and think we're making excuses to shirk responsibility." Fan Chengli said with a bitter face.
The other chief priests also smiled bitterly. They had already reported the bloodbaths in villages across the country to the Temple of Life a long time ago, but the high priests did not take it seriously at all, let alone care about the lives of thousands or tens of thousands of untouchables. They just scolded them for their poor governance and nothing more happened.
If we report the reappearance of necromancy on the continent this time, God knows what the result will be.
"Don't think too much about it. Let's report it first." Chu Yanghe said.
"Yes, whether they believe it or not, we can't hide it." Fan Chengli agreed.
Although they had decided to report the matter to the Temple of Life, they doubted the high priests would take it seriously, and everyone was somewhat frustrated. First, the disaster affected small villages, and now it was Pingchuan City, a small but definitely not small city. Who knew when it would be the turn of the major temples? If the Temple of Life didn't take it seriously, what would they do?
"Don't worry too much. Although Cang Liao escaped, we have seriously injured him. He should be unable to do any harm in the short term. As long as we find him as soon as possible, I am confident that I can kill him." Mu Hanyan said comfortingly.
"Chief Priest Mu, what does that man look like?" Chu Yanghe and others finally felt a little relieved and asked.
Before Mu Hanyan could speak, Gao Weihu grabbed the paper and pen on the table and sketched the figure and face of Cang Liao. Despite his large, burly figure, he possessed remarkable artistry. He rendered Cang Liao's features with unerring accuracy, even capturing his aged, yet cold and cruel demeanor.
Gao Weihu painted more than a dozen portraits in succession and handed them over to Chu Yanghe and others one by one.
The chief priests summoned spirit eagles and sent the portrait back to their respective temples. They ordered people to copy it and then spread it to various parts of the territory to search for the whereabouts of Chang Liao.
Afterwards, they immediately sent a letter to the Temple of Life to report the situation in Pingchuan City. This matter was of great importance, and they dared not delay even a moment.
After all this was done, the chief priests began to arrange for the burial of the bodies. They did not leave Pingchuan City until dawn.
Although the formations and barriers of Pingchuan City were still usable and there was no oppression from the Sha family, the people could have stayed. However, after seeing the tragic state of the City Lord's Mansion, no one was willing to stay. In the end, only a lifeless and isolated city was left.
No one knew that shortly after they left, a skeleton buried deep underground suddenly flashed bloodshot in its eyes, and then exploded violently, and a divine thought attached to it flew away.
Thousands of miles away from Pingchuan City, an old man who was walking hunched over suddenly stopped, looked in the direction of Pingchuan City, and whispered to himself, "Mu Hanyan, so in this life, her name is Mu Hanyan. One day, I will avenge her today and make her die forever, never to be reborn!"
Nearly a month later, Mu Hanyan and his party returned to Huayu City.
It shouldn't have taken so much time originally, but there were tens of thousands of people following them to Huayu City. Even if there was a teleportation formation, it would be impossible to teleport so many people at once, so it took a lot of time. Even after Mu Hanyan and others returned to Huayu City, many people still went to Huayu City through the teleportation formation.
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