The Demon Emperor Zhan Yuan's fingers continued to slowly tighten. Bright red blood gushed from the mouths, ears, and noses of the priests and commoners, and their bones crackled under the immense pressure. It was clear that in just a moment, they would explode, turning into a cloud of bloody mist before fading into nothingness. Huayu City, already a ruin, would become a dead city, forever lost in the long river of history.
"No!" Mu Hanyan let out a cry of grief and anger.
She wanted to hold the sword tightly, wanting to fight Zhan Yuan with all her strength at the risk of her life, but unfortunately, her hands kept shaking, and she couldn't exert any strength at all, let alone break free from the invisible restriction.
"It's useless. Even if you could break my Sky-Slaying Demonic Art back then, you are nothing but an ant now." Zhan Yuan said contemptuously.
Mu Hanyan knew without him saying it that with her current strength, she could not break the domain restriction of his Sky-Slaying Demon Dao. However, how could she bear to see the priests and people of Huayu City die in front of her eyes? Protecting Huayu City was her promise and her responsibility.
Anger, pain, and guilt continue to spread in my heart, filling every corner of my heart.
The crazy idea of killing all living beings and destroying everything in the world once again surfaced in his mind!
"Ah..." Mu Hanyan let out a long roar, and the power of various laws rushed towards her like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea.
Even though Ye Lanxun had reminded Mu Hanyan not to use the destructive sword technique just a moment ago, and she herself was well aware of the danger, she still attacked again without hesitation.
Now not only is she in danger, but tens of thousands of priests and people in Huayu City may also explode and die at any time. She has no choice at all.
Zhan Yuan's strength was simply too strong. Even if she had recovered to the peak strength of a great swordsman, she was not sure she could compete with him. The only hope she could still rely on was the sword art of destruction.
Now we must first stop Zhan Yuan and save the priests and people in the city. As for what happens after that, we will talk about it later.
Following Mu Hanyan's long and sad howl, the cold wind whistled past, ruffling her long black hair, and her messy hair fluttered in front of her. Her beautiful face was looming, and her dark eyes once again turned a layer of blood red, becoming so deep, like an endless sea of blood.
All kinds of completely different laws of power, but with a strong destructive aura, surged in from all directions. The domain of the Sky-Slaying Demon Dao no longer had the previous solidity as if time and space had stopped, and ripples of light and shadows like water ripples were spreading.
Plop, plop... one by one, the people fell to the ground powerlessly, breathing in the air in big gulps.
Zhan Yuan frowned, obviously not expecting Mu Hanyan to be able to do this.
Sikong Qinglan and other temple priests also felt relieved of their pressure. If they delayed for a moment longer, not only the people in the city, but even they would not be able to escape the fate of exploding and dying. However, at this moment, looking at the red light in Mu Hanyan's eyes that was like a powerless sea of blood, they did not feel the slightest joy of surviving the disaster.
Although they didn't know what kind of magic Mu Hanyan was performing, they had witnessed with their own eyes how Mu Hanyan had lost his mind and was filled with murderous intent, wanting to kill and destroy everything in front of him. As priests, they mainly practiced spiritual cultivation, so they knew better how serious the consequences of losing their mind were.
If Mu Hanyan might have had a chance to wake up that time before, but was burdened by the guilt of slaughtering her own priests and civilians, then this time, if Mu Hanyan's mind was once again occupied by killing and destruction, she might never wake up and turn into a bloodthirsty and ruthless demon and beast.
"Roar..." At this moment, a beast roared, and then a phantom of light rushed towards Zhan Yuan. The speed was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye. Only a vague image of a beast could be seen.
At the same time, a figure carrying a thick and wide oval shield slammed heavily towards Zhan Yuan. His figure was not tall and strong, but he was so resolute and decisive.
"Bang bang!" With a dull sound, the man and the beast crashed heavily into Zhan Yuan, knocking him back several steps.
Zhan Yuan obviously didn't expect that there would be someone who could move freely in the domain of his own Sky-Slaying Demon Dao. He suffered a loss by accident and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
"Looking for death!" Zhan Yuan roared angrily and swung his hands violently.
"Puff, puff!" The invisible air wave erupted like a volcano, and the man and the beast flew out, spitting out blood at the same time.
It was not until this time that everyone saw clearly that the man and the beast were none other than Ling Baobao and Mu Hanyan's pet piglets. No one had expected that they could ignore Zhan Yuan's domain restrictions. Unfortunately, their strength was still too weak. Although they caught Zhan Yuan off guard, they did not cause him much harm. Zhan Yuan's furious counterattack caused them to suffer serious injuries.
"Baby Ling, Liuguang!" Mu Hanyan's mind had not been completely occupied by the desire for killing and destruction, and she still retained a trace of clarity. Seeing that they were seriously injured, she felt a pain in her heart, as if stabbed by a sharp blade. It was precisely because of the severe pain in her heart that she regained some clarity.
"Let's go!" Ling Baobao was in mid-air, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, but he ignored his injuries. Instead, he grabbed Mu Hanyan and took advantage of the momentum to fly out of the city.
Although the previous attack did not cause much damage to Zhan Yuan, when he attacked in anger, the domain loosened briefly, giving them the best chance to escape.
At this point, Ling Baobao couldn't care about anyone else and had to rescue Mu Hanyan first.
"If you want to leave, it's not that easy!" How could Zhan Yuan just watch Mu Hanyan leave like that? He roared and clasped his hands together.
The Sky-Slaying Demon Dao's domain was only loosened for a moment before the pressure around it suddenly increased.
"Puff!" Baby Ling spat out another mouthful of blood.
Mu Hanyan realized then that he couldn't truly ignore Zhan Yuan's domain restrictions. When the restrictions reached a certain level of strength, he still couldn't withstand them. Mu Hanyan could even feel his vitality rapidly fading. His eyes became empty and blank, relying only on his willpower to persevere.
"Let me go!" Mu Hanyan sighed and said.
She could sense that the edge of the Sky-Slaying Demonic Path's domain was just ahead. With Ling Baobao's desperate defense, she had a great chance of breaking free from this restricted domain. However, the moment he broke through the domain's barrier, it would most likely be the moment Ling Baobao's life would be cut short.
As the field grew stronger, the temple priests and tens of thousands of people behind him were once again on the brink of death, with endless despair in their eyes.
There was no doubt that if she escaped like this, no one else would be able to survive, and she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.
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