An Xin rescued Kong Xun, Li Ziyu and a group of people from the city wall.

Then he saw Gu Mingde hurriedly running down from the city wall, preparing to lead his men to escape.

No matter how rampant and brutal he was, he knew that anyone who could fly in the air and control the colorful clouds was definitely not an ordinary person and was not someone he could defeat.

An Xin still had a calm expression as he quietly looked down at Gu Mingde and his group.

The voice was ethereal: "Dan Ling, why don't you come out quickly and surrender?"

"You were originally some negative emotions that I had while cultivating, which were absorbed by the space medium and became a weapon spirit. If you practiced hard, you would naturally be able to cultivate your own body after thousands of years, which would also be considered a merit."

"But you chose a shortcut, wanting to absorb and plunder other people's luck to strengthen yourself. When you were in the cultivation world, you killed many fellow cultivators, but you still didn't repent.

"I brought my injured consciousness with me from the world of cultivation to an era of advanced technology, and then from the modern world to this continent, causing great suffering to all living things here."

An Xin sighed: "Since you are the result of my negative emotions, in order to resolve this cause and effect, I will repair this world and regain its vitality.

This heaven has allowed me to destroy you on my own..."

When An Xin flew into the air with golden light on his body, the spirit of the weapon knew that its master had recovered all his memories and his appearance had returned to that of the cultivator world.

The spirit of the weapon also felt that An Xin's consciousness had recovered to the peak of its time in the cultivation world. It was so powerful that it could not fight against it at all and could only be pinned to the ground and rubbed by its master.

After being pointed out by An Xin, the spirit of the weapon now hides in the host body of Gu Mingde and shivers.

"Since you don't want to come out yourself, I will do it myself."

Everyone saw An Xin flying in the air, her fingers waving, and along her fingers, golden lights formed into a complicated seal.

Then the white jade-like palm gently pushed down from mid-air and pressed down on Gu Mingde who was about to escape on horseback.

He let out a scream and fell off his horse.

He rolled on the ground in agony, howling miserably.

He bit his lips and tongue, and blood came out from the corners of his mouth. He slammed his forehead to the ground in pain, and blood was flowing.

The soldiers under him had already been panicked when An Xin revealed his true form as an immortal, and now they could not care about their master Gu Mingde.

They were all unable to take care of themselves and were running around, trying to escape from here.

How could An Xin let these accomplices of Gu Mingde's massacre of the people and the executioners escape? He was about to raise his hand to cast a spell to eliminate these people~ and heard a mellow and low voice from below: "You don't need to take the consequences of these dirty lives, let me do it."

An Xin lowered his eyes and looked down.

Jiang Xuan, with a cold look in his eyes and a long sword in his hand, led Qinglong and his men to chase after Gu Mingde's escaped accomplices and minions.

Bai Yuheng and Li Qianhui, Xi Munan and Su Yanqiu, Xuanyuan He and others also brought people to help.

Those people were quickly hunted down and eliminated, and the weapons they were holding when they escaped were also confiscated.

After Li Ziyu, Kong Xun, Leng Xiangbai and the others recovered, they all stood up and watched how An Xin would punish the evildoers.

The spirit of the weapon in his body was not having a good time either, as it was wrapped in the curse cast by An Xin.

The spirit of the weapon fought back desperately, and thick black threads corroded the golden curse mark.

Originally everyone felt that victory was in sight.

Then a sharp and piercing cry was heard.

Everyone was horrified to see a thick, black fog as strange as ink floating out of Gu Mingde's body, which condensed into a skull and a ghost face.

When I looked again, Gu Mingde had stopped screaming. His eyes were bloodshot and he died with blood coming out of all his orifices.

"What, what is this?!" It was so eerie and terrifying that people took a step back. "It looks so scary."

An Rui and Chi Lan came over to take care of the injured brothers.

Jiang Zhou noticed that Chi Lan was pursing her lips in fear, so he reached out and pulled her behind him. This was the only little sister they had who was dressed as a man.

If they were frightened, especially in front of their fellow disciples, the headmaster would definitely settle the score with them later.

An Xin looked at the unrepentant spirit of the weapon, sighed softly, and said no more.

As An Xin chanted spells and changed his gestures, a huge vortex formed in the air.

She condensed a space medium from her body that was a contract with her soul, which was also An Xin's life-saving magic weapon during her cultivation.

The spirit of the weapon saw that An Xin was going to use a big move on it, so it wanted to put it into the space medium and use the magic weapons stored inside to turn it into ashes.

The black eyes of the skull were strange, as if it glanced at all of An Xin's students present, including Xi Munan, Bai Yuheng, Li Qianhui, Su Yanqiu, and Xuanyuan He, who had good luck.

The weapon spirit made a harsh ghostly sound, sharp and sinister: "Hahaha, if you don't leave me a way to live, I will take everyone you care about with me to die."

The thick black fog formed a big net, slowly covering Li Ziyu and his group.

The area was already shrouded in black fog, and the soldiers and generals who were not covered by the black fog around could hear bursts of screams coming from inside.

Li Ziyu and his fellow disciples, as well as Bai Yuheng and the others, felt as if something in the black fog was tearing and absorbing their souls. It was so painful that they couldn't help but scream out in agony.

"Humph!" An Xin's expression turned cold: "You don't know whether to live or die!"

The jade finger moved slightly, as if an invisible silk thread tightly bound the spirit of the weapon hiding in the black fog and dragged it towards the vortex spinning in the air.

“Ah…ah…”

The weapon spirit had a ferocious face and begged for mercy: "Master, I know I was wrong, please forgive me, I will never dare to do it again."

An Xin said without any sadness or joy: "It's too late."

The ghost face that the weapon spirit conjured up seemed to reveal a kind of unwillingness, and was slowly pulled into the vortex formed by the space medium...

Everyone saw the ghost thing in front of them gradually disappear into the vortex in the air, and they all showed expressions of joy as if they were relieved...

An Xin watched the turbid air on the continent evaporate as the sun came out, but in this spring season, all things were still lifeless.

He sighed helplessly. If he wanted to let this continent slowly recover, it would probably take hundreds of years.

During these hundreds of years, the creatures in this world will be no less than living in the end times.

An Xin flew in front of Li Ziyu and the others.

There was a deep reluctance hidden deep in his eyes as he looked at everyone here.

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With a faint smile, he tried to speak in the same tone as usual, "I'm leaving now, you guys have to take care of yourselves in the future."

An Xin had a lot to say to them, but at this moment, she didn't want to say anything more.

"That's it."

Leaving behind these seemingly carefree words, An Xin opened his arms again and soared into the sky...

"Little Hill Chief!!"

"teacher……"

"Lord An."

There were voices of exclamation and reluctance: "Don't leave, please stay~"

Everyone looked at An Xin with tears in their eyes as she was about to fly away. They knew in their hearts that fairies like her lived in heaven and could not stay on earth, but they still shouted reluctantly.

An Xin shook her head, and her voice in the air resounded throughout the world. It was not her style to do good deeds without leaving a name.

"I will use all my spiritual energy to revive all creatures on this continent and restore their vitality."

An Xin waved to everyone and said, "If I have a chance, I will come back to see you."

An Xin, who was cultivating immortality and was about to ascend to heaven, possessed powerful spiritual power in her consciousness. Everyone looked up and saw wisps of pure white spiritual energy like smoke and fog emanating from her body.

It floated towards the forest and landed on the flowers, plants and trees.

The flowers, plants and trees were nourished by the spiritual energy and instantly sprouted tender yellow new buds.

When all the people on this continent heard the fairy's voice coming from the air, they all knelt on the ground.

Seeing the aura emanating from the fairies in mid-air, floating around the crowd, they felt as if they were surrounded by a breath of fresh air.

My body, which had been weakened by the turbid air, now felt much more comfortable and light.

Even the sick and weak were nourished and repaired by the spiritual energy, and gradually they were able to sit up.

Knowing that this was the blessing brought to them by the fairy in the air at her own sacrifice, they all struggled to get up, knelt on the ground, and thanked her for her merits.

Jiang Xuan looked down and saw that a blade of grass under his feet had regained its vitality and sprouted new buds.

On his beautiful face, he showed a determined smile, and murmured: "No, I can't allow you to leave me. Even death can't stop me from staying by your side."

He raised his head to look at the woman in the air whose face was becoming increasingly paler, as if she was about to become transparent. She released all of her spiritual energy to repair this world.

An Xin looked down at the continent with a pale face, and all things came back to life.

The world will soon become full of spring flowers, greenery and vitality again.

The damage done by the spirit of the weapon was repaired by her, its master, and that also settled the cause and effect.

I looked at the people I knew in this world again and smiled with relief.

An Xin let her body gradually merge into the vortex formed by the space medium, letting this magic weapon take her through time and space and back to her own world.

But why did she feel that her beautiful long silk ribbon was a little heavy because there was a foreign object hanging on it when it was sucked into the vortex of space?

The man, who relied on his extraordinary martial arts skills, flew over and tightly grabbed the brocade ribbon that was falling from her clothes, with a smile of satisfaction on his cold and beautiful face.

His body was sucked into the vortex of space and left with the person he loved. For him, there was nothing to miss in this world.

Everyone watched the two figures gradually disappear. Some felt sorry, some were reluctant, some were sad, some shouted loudly to keep them, and some smiled with relief...

Life is full of ups and downs, and it is beyond our control. After seeing all the prosperity in the world, life is like water.

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Originally, the author wanted the heroine to be the queen who unified the world, but then he thought that the heroine was a big shot in the world of cultivation, and the small world was too small to accommodate a big Buddha like her, so the author let her go back to the world of cultivation with the beautiful Jiang who was infatuated with him.