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It was night.

Cold mist, like a veil, shrouded the waning moon in a haze, and the mountain city’s lights flickered, dim and scattered like candles in the wind.

The distant battlefield’s muffled roar was amplified in the silent night, mingling with the suppressed sobbing in the city’s dark alleys and the clanging armor from patrols, composing the elegy of this dying mountain city.

Compared to its past prosperity, Tianyuan City exuded the aura of death everywhere. Although the city was not in ruins, the bustling crowds in the streets and alleys had become a memory.

The Sect Protection Array, like a greedy beast, drained the city of its Origin Qi, while the Sword Sect’s army marching northwards took almost half of the city’s young and strong.

The battlefield two hundred miles away glowed with blazing fire, turning the sky a shade of orange. Occasionally, stray projectiles whistled over, crashing into the pale blue protective barrier, bursting into dazzling yet deadly ripples. Each impact and boom wore down the tense morale of the soldiers inside the mountain gate.

The great city of Tianyuan that thrived for a thousand years was like a massive dried corpse drained of its blood, crawling in the deep darkness, barely holding on.

Unlike other sects facing destruction with madness and blame-shifting, the Sword Sect’s upper echelon gathered in the main peak’s hall, sitting as solemn as water, like stone sculptures.

They understood that the Sword Sect’s downfall was not the fault of one person.

This generation of the Sword Sect was not lacking in remarkable figures like Ran Jianli, Luo Wei, and many elders... They led the Sword Sect to one victory after another, but unfortunately, they clashed with an era where monsters ran rampant.

In history’s long river, today’s Dayan could be considered a magnificent era. These people, who could be called formidable heroes in the past, were reduced to mediocrities, becoming insignificant figures in the wheels of time.

The upper echelon sat in silence, waiting for Xu Yuan’s arrival.

Having come to this point, words were unnecessary.

Pre-war arrangements and negotiation policies had already been discussed.

All that remained was waiting.

Luo Wei also sat within the hall, but now at the end of the row.

She wore plain clothes, devoid of all luxurious accessories, and her long black hair was simply pinned up with a wooden hairpin. Her eyes, once bright and sharp, now dim and downcast.

All her authority had been stripped by the Elder Council.

The Elder Council did not doubt her loyalty, but whether it was the army’s defeat or Ran Qingmo’s defection, someone had to bear the monstrous responsibility. She was not imprisoned immediately upon her return, only because the Sword Sect’s upper echelon wanted to see what negotiation terms the man who brought her back would offer.

The bright yellow lamplight in the hall flickered, casting rigid shadows on the mirror-like floor, stretching out into long, twisted shapes.

Boom!!

Boom!!!

Without any warning.

A violent tremor, as if the world turned upside down, reached Tianyuan Main Peak before the person’s figure!

Almost simultaneously, like pebbles breaking the surface of a lake, the hall exploded into commotion. Tens of formidable auras surged outside like a flood, probing the source of the upheaval.

Beneath the sweep of these auras, the Sword Sect’s upper echelon witnessed the once silent mountain gate burst open, with cries of alarm rising from the residences, echoing in waves like boiling water.

Countless streaks of light soared into the sky; they were the officers guarding the main peak who immediately entered battle readiness, but unfortunately, they could not locate the source of this abrupt change.

No dazzling light descended, no shouts from the Imperial Court’s army, only the mountain city’s chaos fueled by extreme panic.

Amidst the earth-shattering tremor, the view shook violently, causing some to look toward the sky.

Rustle...

Snow began to fall from the sky.

It was a type of fluff, blood-colored, light, and eerie, silently piercing through the Sword Sect’s proud Mountain Protection Array, drifting slowly toward the ground.

"Above."

"Look up at the sky!"

"There’s... a person."

More and more people looked skyward.

Above the gray mist higher than the Mountain Protection Array, a figure stood in the void.

Inside the mountain gate, most, including officers, could not discern the figure’s appearance, but the Sword Sect’s upper echelon in the main hall clearly saw the Profound Black Dragon Robe.

Xu Yuan gazed down upon the giant corpse drained of blood beneath him, with fluttering fluffs like thousands of blood butterflies, swirling around him. His wide robe sleeves billowed in the wind, his demeanor indifferent as a deity.

Gulp.

Most people within the Sword Sect did not recognize Xu Yuan, but they knew what the Profound Black Dragon Robe represented.

Amidst countless gazes either fearful, despairing, or hateful, that figure slowly raised his hand.

"....."

"....."

"..."

Silence.

Then,

Boom!!!!!!

Accompanied by the blood-colored fluff floating down, accompanied by the military formation power surrounding him, almost solidifying, suddenly erupting!

The second wave of more terrifying tremors descended!

The battlefield’s mountain-moving cannonfire lacked even a fraction of its power! The terrifying tremor exceeded that of an earth dragon turning over, sweeping across the entire Tianyuan Main Peak!

Around the main peak, the cliffs crumbled inch by inch, boulders rolled, and the sea of forests toppled like waves of wheat!

Endless deathly aura!

Endless eerie vitality!

Two completely opposite forces intertwined, transforming into a nauseating ominous aura, soaring skyward!

And as this force climbed to its peak,

Mushroom-like shapes dense as a Blood Nest suddenly erupted from the ground!

They spiraled, entwined, and grew, emitting sharp screeches, voraciously devouring all surrounding life force. The dense forest around Tianyuan Main Peak, which had endured for a thousand years, wilted and rotted at an observable speed, turning into dust of decay! The rising dust shrouded the sky!