"Oh God, what have we done wrong to deserve such punishment?" An old man knelt in the mud and cried out to the sky with tears streaming down his face.
"Oh God, please let us go." Countless women also knelt on the ground, weeping in despair.
"If you want to punish us, punish us and leave our poor children alone." The men beat their chests hard, facing the falling lightning, looking at the raging waves, and shouted sadly, angry and helplessly.
Unfortunately, God is blind. Their prayers and roars are ultimately in vain. Before long, this desperate city, along with its desperate people, and everything, will be completely destroyed.
This is the power of destruction.
Mu Hanyan clearly remembered that it was because she had seen too much greed and too much infighting that she developed an extreme disgust and then comprehended the sword art of destruction.
But at this moment, her heart was filled with sadness. Perhaps there was indeed too much greed and too much cannibalism in this world, but there were also too many innocent people who did not deserve to be destroyed.
Looking at those pairs of desperate eyes, the tears on their faces, the young children tightly held in their arms, and the panic and fear on those tender little faces, Mu Hanyan gritted her teeth, drew out her sword, and slashed at the oncoming huge waves.
But how could human power contend with the might of heaven and earth? Even if Mu Hanyan unleashed her destructive power, even if she slashed with sword after sword, the huge waves would still shatter under her frantic slashing. But the storm still raged on the sea, and huge waves continued to roll in.
Finally, the huge wave passed the embankment and headed towards the desperate city. Behind them, the mud flow was still rolling in, and the volcano was still erupting.
Mu Hanyan's half body was immersed in the sea water. Huge waves hit her hard, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't defend herself.
"No!" Mu Hanyan's heart was filled with sadness and unwillingness. Even though she knew that no matter how strong she was, she could not compete with this vast power of heaven, she still slashed out with one sword after another.
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"What's wrong with her?" Kong Renhe asked in confusion.
Although the scene of destruction only appeared in Mu Hanyan's mind, it was a memory from before her reincarnation, which outsiders could not guess, but he still felt the sadness, despair, and unwillingness released from Mu Hanyan.
"Could it be that her mind has been occupied by the way of death?" Jiang Ruchu speculated.
"Is there such a thing?" Guan Xiujin asked in surprise. After all, he didn't know much about the Way of Death, so he had to rely on Jiang Ruchu to answer his questions.
"The ultimate way of heaven and earth is not something that can be mastered easily, especially the way of death, which is full of murderous intent and not something that anyone can control. Although Mu Hanyan is quite powerful, she has not yet reached the realm of a soul priest. Suddenly encountering such a pure way of death, it is extremely difficult for her to control it. If she is not careful, she will be retaliated by it and it is very likely that she will become addicted to killing." Jiang Ruchu explained.
"Then what should we do?" Guan Xiu Jin asked.
"If you don't want to destroy her, quickly open the ban and let her out." Jiang Ruchu said.
To be honest, Mu Hanyan was able to pass the tests one after another and reach the fourth level of restriction. Although there was some luck involved, there have been more than one or two people who have entered the Palace of Spirits throughout history. Do the others really have no luck at all? But apart from the ancestor of the Gao family, who else could reach this step?
When luck reaches a certain level, perhaps it's no longer just luck; it's also a reflection of strength. To witness such a prodigy emerge in his lifetime is undoubtedly an honor for Jiang Ruchu. If he can put aside his grudge against Mu Hanyan and approach her with kindness, perhaps she'll change her mind, which would be a godsend for the Temple of Life. Not every higher temple can produce a prodigy like Mu Hanyan. Perhaps one day, she could even surpass the Temple of Life. If this can be repaired, it would be a boon for the Temple of Life.
Thinking this in his heart, Jiang Ruchu didn't want Mu Hanyan to be destroyed in front of him.
"Or, let's take another look." Guan Xiu Jin hesitated for a moment, but still insisted.
Jiang Ruchu was only the Left Priest, after all. Even if he apologized to Mu Hanyan and made peace, that would be fine. But he was the Chief Priest. How could he possibly apologize to Mu Hanyan? If it got out, he would lose all his authority and how could he convince the others? He didn't even think twice about such a thought.
Fortunately, Guan Xiu Jin was too concerned about his reputation and refused to take the initiative to make peace with Mu Hanyan, otherwise, Mu Hanyan would have really missed the opportunity.
Mu Hanyan was almost exhausted after slashing with her sword again and again. Finally, another huge wave came overwhelming her, and she could no longer stand firmly and fell into the waves.
"Is there really no way out?" Mu Hanyan lay on her back on the water, her eyes fixed on the endless sky. Rain, seawater, and tears blurred her vision. Behind her, the heartbroken cries of grief reached her ears. Even though her heart had long been as hard as iron, she was still heartbroken.
Mu Hanyan knew that the Path of Destruction couldn't hold her back; after all, she was also cultivating the Way of the Death Sword. As long as she chose to give up, she would immediately be able to leave the illusion, or rather, the distant memory, and bow to Guan Xiujin and the others, and she would be able to leave the Spirit Hall.
However, she refused to give up, not because she was unwilling to bow her head, but because the crying behind her, those pairs of desperate eyes, had been deeply imprinted in her heart. Even though she knew that all this had nothing to do with her, she could not change anything. However, if she could not save them, this would still become a knot in her heart that she could not untie, and one day it would become her inner demon.
"No, I can't give up. I absolutely can't give up." Mu Hanyan gritted her teeth, suddenly jumped up from the waves, soared in the air, and slashed with the sword again.
This sword exhausted her last bit of strength, all her mind, and even all her life force.
As the sword slashed out, Mu Hanyan clearly felt her life force rapidly dissipating between heaven and earth. Originally, life originated from heaven and earth, and this could be considered a return to heaven and earth.
Her consciousness gradually became blurred. A wonderful feeling came over her. At this moment, her entire body, her entire mind, everything, completely merged into the world, no longer distinguishable from each other.
Heaven and Earth Sword Heart! At this moment, she unexpectedly entered the Heaven and Earth Sword Heart again.
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