The space distorted slightly, and a ball about the size of a palm, radiating a soft silver light, floated out.
The little silver sprite circled around Yu Luo twice.
"Host, host!" the little elf called out in a clear, childlike voice, tinged with worry.
"Although that plague demon has been dealt with, it has an even more powerful father behind it!"
"I secretly investigated and found that the old plague demon is quite something. He seems to control a sizable divine kingdom in a very distant place!"
You'd better watch out from now on!
Upon hearing this, Yu Luo raised an eyebrow.
She stretched out her finger and gently touched the little silver sprite; it felt slightly cool to the touch.
"Oh? A divine kingdom?"
Yu Luo smiled enigmatically: "Don't worry, I'll be careful."
She paused, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes, and her voice turned colder.
"At that time, I also plan to take the initiative to attack."
The little elf seemed startled by her words and paused for a moment, hovering in mid-air.
Yu Luo continued, "What kind of wonderful place would a divine kingdom controlled by the father of a plague demon be?"
"The more powerful that old plague demon is, the more unbearable the suffering of the creatures under his rule must be!"
"Once my power in this desolate mountain region is fully established, the first thing I'll do is target that so-called divine kingdom of his!"
Yu Luo's voice was filled with determination.
The little system beside it swayed, feeling that its host was becoming more and more like a god.
And it's getting stronger and stronger!
This power is not just a leap forward in physical strength, but also a transformation and sublimation of mindset!
Once upon a time, that newcomer, somewhat lost soul.
Now he has the air of someone who looks down on others.
…
at the same time.
Outside the capital, on the official road.
A row of simple horse-drawn carriages, one after another.
Like a long, gray dragon, it was slowly moving out of the capital under the escort of the Imperial Guards.
The wheels rolled over the road, making a dull creaking sound.
It was like a huge boulder weighing on everyone's hearts.
The train carriage was filled with an atmosphere of despair and oppression.
The Crown Prince's staff were gathered in several relatively spacious carriages.
Xie Wendong's face was still pale, but his eyes were more lively than before.
He looked around and lowered his voice.
"Gentlemen, given the current situation, we cannot sit idly by and wait for our doom."
Even a weasel-faced, sharp-tongued staff member couldn't maintain his usual refined demeanor at this moment.
He moved closer and said urgently.
"Mr. Xie, you mean..."
"Escape!" Xie Wendong uttered a single word with unwavering resolve.
"With so many people being sent away from the capital at once, there must have been some oversights in the supervision along the way."
"If we can find a chance to escape, one or two of us might not even bother to count them carefully!"
These words immediately caused a small commotion in the carriage.
Another aide, however, was deeply worried: "But we are powerless, how can we escape from these ferocious Imperial Guards?"
"Moreover, after escaping, where in this vast world could one go?"
A glint of light flashed in Xie Wendong's eyes: "This matter cannot be handled by force."
"We also need to bribe officials."
"As long as there is enough silver, one or two of the guards can be bribed."
"It's not difficult to get them to turn a blind eye again."
He touched his sleeve pocket, where a few thin silver notes were still hidden, his last resort.
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
His eyes held both hope and hesitation.
On the other side, the students of the Imperial Academy rode in the same carriage as their teachers.
Inside the carriage, the atmosphere was one of grief and indignation.
A young student choked up as he looked at an elderly scholar with white hair.
"Teacher! Are we just going to surrender like this and let that scoundrel Xiao Zhen exile us to some desolate place?"
"We are well-versed in literature and dedicated to serving our country. How could we have ever harbored the slightest thought of disloyalty!"
The old scholar sighed softly and patted his shoulder: "Foolish child, the situation is beyond our control right now."
Another student with a fiery temper suddenly stood up, almost hitting his head on the roof of the car.
He angrily retorted, "Teacher, you are mistaken!"
"We are all disciples of sages, how can we bow down to wicked people!"
"In my opinion, we should join forces and take them by surprise to attack!"
"Could those people really dare to kill us scholars?"
"Even if we are splattered with blood on the spot, it is better than living a humiliating life!"
These words stirred the passion of many young students.
The crowd was immediately outraged.
However, just as they were having a heated discussion...
The carriage rumbled along for about half an hour before stopping in a desolate wilderness on the outskirts of the capital.
"Why did you stop? Are you planning to spend the night here?"
"No, it's still early!"
Everyone was puzzled and craned their necks to look outside.
Immediately afterwards, the Imperial Guards roughly opened the carriage door and ordered them to get out.
"Get down, everyone! Hurry up!"
The advisors of the Crown Prince's residence, and the students and Confucian scholars of the Imperial Academy.
And those senior officials in the court were pushed and shoved, staggering as they stepped off the carriage.
The cold wind blew, swirling up the withered leaves on the ground and dispelling the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.
However, when they saw what was before them, everyone was stunned.
All that could be seen ahead was a vast open space.
An enormous circular magic circle was emitting a faint silvery-white glow.
The edges of the magic circle are engraved with countless complex and mysterious runes.
Each rune seemed to contain the laws of heaven and earth, and its flowing light was filled with an aura of mystery.
"What, what is this?" a student asked in a trembling voice, his voice filled with terror.
Xie Wendong's pupils suddenly contracted.
Even though he was well-read, he had never seen a similar pattern recorded in any ancient book!
"This is the work of the Mountain Goddess?" Xie Wendong understood in an instant.
It turns out that the General Who Protects the Nation did not exile them, but instead sent them directly to the legendary Mountain Goddess.
Even so, Xie Wendong harbored no illusions.
Because he was very clear about the actions of the Grand General who protected the country.
So, the general wants to atone for his sins with their lives?
It’s over!
It's completely over!
The group, who had initially held onto a sliver of hope and planned to escape while the journey was long, were now facing a crisis.
At that moment, it felt like a bucket of ice water had been poured over my head, and my heart sank to the bottom.
The mountain goddess of the desolate mountain has no shortage of such unpredictable and mysterious methods!
Faced with such a miracle, any mundane schemes seem so pale and powerless.
Utterly ridiculous!
Those students who had clamored to fight their way out were now ashen-faced and their legs were weak.
Even the wisdom of sages seems to lose its luster in the face of absolute power.
In particular, they watched as the Imperial Guards pushed some people past.
The shock was even greater when those people disappeared in the blink of an eye.
General Zhenguo, are you sending them all to their deaths?
Otherwise, how could so many people have disappeared in an instant?
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