Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1449: Only She Is Worthy

Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1449: Only She Is Worthy

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Chapter 1449: Chapter 1449: Only She Is Worthy

Those Exotic Beasts were blocked below the General Mansion with nowhere to advance or retreat, falling one after another beneath a flurry of blades, their blood staining the Earth red.

Perhaps its pent-up unwillingness had already been vented almost completely, perhaps it also knew that facing Mu Hanyan again meant certain death; Xu Ming suddenly raised its head and let out a long howl, then beat its wings and flew toward the nearby cliff.

Behind it, the few Exotic Beasts that remained still had blood-red eyes, and they actually charged after it madly.

"Rumble..." One Exotic Beast after another plunged off the ten-thousand-zhang cliff; only after a long time did the dull thuds of bodies hitting the ground echo up.

"Mu Hanyan, I will come back..." Xu Ming turned its head to look at Mu Hanyan once, then glided through the valley. Very soon, it turned into a tiny black dot at the edge of sight and vanished between Heaven and Earth.

The great battle finally ended, but as they stared at that bottomless abyss, everyone remained silent for a long, long time.

Clearly, Xu Ming had seen Mu Hanyan’s Beast Taming Technique and was unwilling to leave her even a single Exotic Beast, so it led all of them to leap off the cliff to their deaths. This Netherworld Beast was actually so ruthless and decisive!

The words it left behind as it departed still echoed in their ears; it was not hard to imagine what kind of catastrophe it would be when it returned next time.

"We won, we won." No one knew how long had passed before the garrisoned soldiers and commoners of Qingyang Pass seemed to awaken from a dream, crying with joy as they cheered.

No one knew who started it, but one soldier and commoner after another knelt toward Mu Hanyan, tears of reverence shimmering in their eyes.

Earlier, when Beining Pass was hanging by a thread, Qingyang Pass watched the fire from across the shore. Although this had been Dan Tai Xuan’s decision and they had no power to change it, everyone believed that when Qingyang Pass fell into danger, Beining Pass would absolutely not lend a hand. Yet the final outcome was beyond everyone’s expectations.

Of course they knew whose decision this was; only she was qualified to make such a decision.

"All of you, get up." Mu Hanyan said calmly. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Seeing the shocking wounds on those injured, the pools of blood and scattered broken limbs on the ground, Mu Hanyan felt not the slightest pride at this moment, only deep sorrow.

She subconsciously glanced at Ye Yanran. Understanding her meaning, Ye Yanran once again began to chant softly, her hands weaving Hand Formations one after another.

"Heavenly Rain, Divine Healing!" Ye Yanran whispered.

A sheet of golden radiance emerged from Mu Hanyan’s body, falling like raindrops. Between Heaven and Earth, a wondrous rhythm arose, and the Power of Laws brimming with vitality surged in from all directions.

Bathed in that warm aura, the wounds of those whose blood had been flowing without end quickly stanched; the Qi that had been nearly exhausted also began to slowly recover. Qingyang Pass, which had been steeped in bleakness and tragic grandeur, regained a trace of vitality.

This time, Mu Hanyan clearly felt that, as Ye Yanran chanted and formed seals, a power hidden deep within her bloodline was awakened; even the Heaven and Earth Rules were drawn by this power, thereby releasing exuberant life force.

Ye Yanran had been right: this power did indeed come from her.

Clearly it was her own Innate Divine Ability, yet she could not freely wield it herself and instead needed Ye Yanran to activate it—this was truly bizarre. Mu Hanyan shook her head helplessly, but could not be bothered to ponder the reason; she would not figure it out no matter how much she thought about it.

Mu Hanyan discovered that although this Innate Divine Ability "Heavenly Rain Divine Healing" was formidable, its effect varied from person to person. Huayue and the others had previously been wounded by Xu Ming, their injuries far from light, yet under the nourishment of those golden raindrops they recovered in no time, to the point that not even a trace of injury could be detected.

But the recovery speed and extent of the others were clearly far inferior. At best, those who should have died did not die, and those heavily injured quickly stopped bleeding and regained the ability to move; to fully heal their wounds, they would still need the aid of Elixirs and a certain amount of time.

Could this be because several of them had undergone Bloodline Awakening, making Heavenly Rain Divine Healing much more beneficial to the Guardian of the Gods who had awakened their bloodline? Mu Hanyan could only make such a guess.

At this moment, Mu Hanyan naturally did not know that reality was far more complicated than she imagined.

"Young Master, you’re awake, you’re finally awake." From the crowd came a cry of delighted surprise.

Within the crowd, a young man slowly opened his eyes, looking around in a bit of a daze. His face was deathly pale, completely devoid of color, and both his legs were severed at the knees. This was precisely the Changsun Family’s Young Master, Changsun Yi’an.

Changsun Yi’an’s gaze lingered on his own legs. His dazed eyes suddenly regained a hint of clarity as he let out a shrill scream of misery: "My legs, my legs!"

As he screamed, he struggled to stand, only to collapse heavily back to the ground. The wounds at his knees, which had just stopped bleeding, split open again, and fresh blood gushed out once more.

"Young Master!" Several juniors of the Changsun Family, who had been weeping with joy, were startled out of their wits by this sight and hurriedly pressed him down.

Changsun Yi’an struggled desperately, bawling his eyes out.

Mu Hanyan shook her head. Changsun Yi’an was finished. Having lost both legs, he was destined never to be Young Master again.

"Hahahaha, with Mu Hanyan dead, those two pieces of trash He Qingzong and Yan Yi are completely incapable of holding up the overall situation. Fang Zhe brought about his own death and isn’t worth mentioning. Beining Pass is doomed to defeat this time. Our Four Great Families have held fast at Qingyang Pass and will surely go down in history. As for the Eight Great Families of the Capital, from now on there will only be our Four Great Families, hahahaha." Not far away, a burst of wild laughter suddenly rang out.

A young man’s left arm was severed at the shoulder, yet his right hand was shaking a tattered folding fan as he laughed loudly, giving off an air of boldness and grand vision as if pointing out the fate of the land. Unfortunately, at this moment, he only appeared exceedingly bizarre.

Everyone looked at him as if he were an idiot. Mu Hanyan was clearly standing right in front of them, and Beining Pass still towered high and unfallen, so no one knew where his words were coming from.

"Lord Tantai, Brother Changsun, Brother Mo, Brother Song, Brother Qu, today is our day of great joy. Come, come, after this cup there are three more. Today we don’t go home until we’re drunk, hahahaha." Song Yu continued to laugh madly. He grabbed a severed Exotic Beast head beside him and drank its blood as though it were wine, then wiped his mouth and praised repeatedly with relish, "Good wine, good wine."

"Ugh..." Even though days of fierce fighting had long since numbed many to bloodshed, quite a few people still gagged and vomited in disgust.

He’d gone mad—this fellow had actually been scared insane. Looking at Song Yu’s severed arm and his pitiful, deranged appearance, one should have felt a twinge of sympathy, yet when they recalled what he had just said, no one could summon any pity.

If Beining Pass had truly fallen, the entire Anyun, and even the entire Holy Court Continent, would have plunged into chaos. Using that as a fuse, it was not impossible that humanity itself would have been wiped out. Yet he worried only about his own family’s petty interests, caring nothing for the greater situation. Such a person was not worthy of living; the fact that he merely went mad was actually letting him off lightly.

Next, the soldiers of the two passes began to clean up the battlefield and settle the wounded.

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