Chapter 313 Spiritual Imprint



Some men angrily launched into a tirade of profanities at the soldiers, veins bulging on their necks and faces contorted with rage.

Some people ran in all directions, staggering and falling to the ground in their panic, only to struggle to their feet again, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

But their path was cut off by a merciless blade, and the splashed blood drew dazzling arcs in the night sky, spilling onto the ground and staining it with shocking bloodstains.

However, under absolute overwhelming power, all anger and struggle were like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly futile.

Another group of people were so frightened that they trembled all over, their teeth chattering, and they huddled together like quails, seeking some comfort from one another.

They didn't even have the courage to look up at Qin Qianluo, fearing that a careless glance would bring about their annihilation.

They closed their eyes tightly, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, trying to hide themselves in a dark corner, muttering to themselves from time to time, praying for mercy from fate.

Qin Qianluo stood there like a cold sculpture, her posture upright like a pine tree, coldly observing the carnage from beginning to end.

There was not a trace of pity in her eyes, as deep and cold as a frozen pool, as the sea breeze tossed her hair and her clothes fluttered in the wind.

Some might criticize her for being ruthless and callous, but in her heart, these people could not be allowed to live.

Since they support their own children and relatives joining the army and participating in the invasion, they should bear the corresponding consequences.

Her hands were slightly clenched into fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, leaving clear marks. This subtle movement revealed the unknown struggle deep within her heart.

As the screams gradually subsided, the cursing soon disappeared, leaving only a pile of corpses lying haphazardly on the ground.

The corpse's blood flowed slowly, converging into a winding river of blood, emitting a pungent odor that permeated the air and made people nauseous.

The Tianxuan soldiers upheld military ethics and did not massacre civilians; every action they took was swift and decisive.

The blade flashed, ending one vibrant life after another, sparing them from excessive suffering.

Sunlight spilled onto the blood-stained ground, reflecting an eerie glow that added a somber touch to the brutal massacre.

Qin Qianluo turned her gaze to another group of people, whose eyes were filled with fear and who were looking around in panic.

Some looked bewildered, seemingly still reeling from the bloody scene just now.

In her heart, Qin Qianluo said to Feng Qingyun, "Yunbao, the rest is up to you."

The gentle words, carried on the sea breeze, seemed to carry an undeniable air of authority.

Feng Qingyun responded crisply, her jet-black hair shimmering with a lively luster under the mysterious light, each strand seemingly telling a unique story.

She wore an exquisite red dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like a flame blooming in the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, she gracefully sat cross-legged in the space, her petite body seemingly lifted up by a mysterious force from the ancient universe, slowly suspending itself in the air.

In an instant, a fiery red halo surged and spread from her body, like the churning, burning clouds on the horizon.

Wherever the light reached, the air rippled and emitted a faint buzzing sound.

Within the halo, ancient and mysterious runes faintly emerged, constantly rotating and intertwining, radiating a powerful and majestic aura.

Immediately afterwards, her hands flew swiftly, her ten fingers moving as nimbly as butterflies flitting among flowers.

One after another, spiritual imprints, carrying a fierce aura, roared out, and wherever they passed, the space seemed to be sliced ​​by a sharp blade, emitting a sharp shriek.

Even the boulders lining the streets outside the space trembled slightly under the impact of this force.

The mark struck everyone present with perfect accuracy, and the moment they were hit, everyone's body shuddered violently.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, as if he had fallen into a foggy dream.

The vast and mysterious scene of Tianxuan appeared in their minds, and a sense of awe from the depths of their souls arose spontaneously.

A moment later, when they regained their senses, the awe they had felt for Tianxuan, hidden deep in their hearts, had taken root and sprouted like a towering tree, deeply imprinted on their souls.

Even more remarkably, this spiritual imprint, like a vibrant life force, flows through their veins, permeating every muscle and bone.

Passed down silently from generation to generation, deeply embedded in the genes of future generations.

Once everyone had been imprinted with the mental mark, Feng Qingyun's long, curled eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes, her fair and rosy face radiating an unconcealable pride.

She blinked her big, watery eyes, and her pink lips curled up slightly.

Her soft, sweet voice couldn't hide her pride: "Luo Bao, it's done!"

From then on, neither they nor their descendants would dare harbor the slightest ill will towards the Tianxuan people and their descendants. If they dared to harbor any evil thoughts, their only fate would be annihilation!

The blood-red setting sun, like a giant beast, dyed the sky crimson, shrouding the entire battlefield in a heavy and oppressive atmosphere, filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder and blood.

A faint smile played on Qin Qianluo's lips as she inwardly praised Feng Qingyun.

Then, with a decisive wave of his hand, his booming voice pierced the battlefield's clamor: "Let's go!"

The soldiers under his command responded in unison, their footsteps rhythmic and powerful, like rolling thunder.

On the battlefield, the corpses lying haphazardly under the setting sun looked particularly eerie and terrifying, but well-trained follow-up troops were already on standby and would soon arrive to handle the situation properly.

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