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Gu Yan continued walking, then suddenly her expression changed.

Thousands of miles away, hundreds of men, women, and children, dressed in tattered clothes, were fleeing in terror. They were all ordinary people, and chasing them were not ferocious beasts, but a group of guards in magnificent armor. These guards were all quite powerful; most were already at the Earth Spirit Realm, and a few were at the early Heaven Spirit Realm.

They were protecting a blond boy with a fierce expression. He held a longbow and shot ordinary civilians as prey.

He would shoot one dead and then burst into laughter, and the people around him would join in the laughter, as if they regarded the lives of ordinary people as worthless.

Gu Yan's eyes turned cold.

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On the desert, the people ran in terror.

More than ten people were groaning and screaming on the ground, clutching their wounds. Their legs had been shot through, blood was gushing out, and they could no longer run.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, get up! Please get up!"

A little girl was crying as she hugged her grandfather, who lay on the ground with an arrow piercing his chest.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!"

"Hahahahaha..."

A blond-haired youth in brocade robes stood atop a beast-drawn cart, laughing loudly as he aimed his longbow at the little girl's head. With a whoosh, an arrow shot towards the girl. However, the scene of the little girl's head exploding and dying did not occur; instead, the arrow was blocked.

A snow shadow tiger, over ten zhang in size, appeared carrying a young man in black. A slender hand grasped the arrow, and with a gentle pull, the arrow turned to dust.

The young man in black wore a mask, and his exposed skin was as white as jade. He was elegant and had a noble air, and his black clothes added to his mystery.

Everyone was shocked.

Gu Yan's appearance was so sudden that the blond-haired boy's laughter abruptly stopped. His guards, one by one, gripped their weapons and protected him. The four Heavenly Spirit Realm experts beside the blond-haired boy stared intently at Gu Yan. They couldn't fathom Gu Yan's strength, which made them feel immense pressure.

"Your Excellency, who is this? This is His Highness the Prince." The red-haired old man closest to the blond-haired youth said. This red-haired old man was one of the four experts at the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

The red-haired old man was wary of Gu Yan's strength, but the blond youth was clearly spoiled and arrogant, angrily saying, "Who are you, you bastard? How dare you disturb my enjoyment! Guards..."

Before the blond-haired boy could finish speaking, Gu Yan vanished from the tiger's back and reappeared in front of him, effortlessly lifting him up with one hand. He stood on the beast-drawn cart, holding the terrified blond-haired boy in one arm. The blond-haired boy's feet left the cart, revealing an expression of extreme pain.

"Your Highness!"

The red-haired elder and the others broke out in a cold sweat; Gu Yan's speed was simply too fast. They knew the black-clad man before them was incredibly powerful, but they would gladly die for the sake of their prince. The red-haired elder was the first to react, striking out with a palm towards Gu Yan.

Following the red-haired old man, the other three Heavenly Spirit Realm experts attacked simultaneously.

Before they even got close, a terrifying spiritual pressure erupted from Gu Yan, which was like a storm that sent them all flying.

In an instant, Gu Yan searched the soul of the blond-haired boy. The blond-haired boy was named Gu Chengyang, the grandson of the King of Yue, whose father was the Crown Prince of Yue.

His grandfather was the current ruler of the Yue Kingdom. This King of Yue murdered his father and brother to seize the throne, and even took his brother's wife and sister-in-law as his own—but these were actually minor matters. Royal families are full of such petty squabbles. A good person isn't necessarily a good emperor, and a bad person isn't necessarily incapable of governing a country well.

However, since ascending the throne, the King of Yue has levied exorbitant taxes, causing widespread suffering among the people of Yue. His crown prince, his most beloved grandson, is just like him.

This Gu Chengyang was only sixteen years old, yet he had already taken countless lives. His favorite thing to do was to sit on a beast-drawn cart, holding the bow and arrows given to him by his grandfather, and shoot civilians.

He shot civilians not for any other reason than for fun.

Gu Yan has a very good temper. He doesn't usually kill people unless he can't help it.

Upon seeing these memories, Gu Yan's eyes turned cold, and Gu Chengyang screamed as his entire body burst into red flames. The gem on his chest glowed; it could protect his body, but it couldn't withstand Gu Yan's Samadhi True Fire.

He was utterly destroyed, both physically and spiritually.

This little beast doesn't deserve to live, nor does it deserve to be reincarnated.

Gu Yan terrified him.

"Your Highness—"

The red-haired old man let out a mournful cry, and the others, witnessing this scene, were chilled to the bone. They feared Gu Yan's strength, but they feared their Crown Prince and the Prince of Yue even more. With the prince's grandson dead, the Crown Prince and His Majesty would surely not forgive them, and their clansmen would inevitably be slaughtered.

Unless the murderer is caught and he can atone for his crime, he will not escape death, but at least he can save his family.

"You've committed a terrible crime." The red-haired old man pointed at Gu Yan, his whole body trembling. The next second, his head flew off.

His head fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, still unaware of how he had been killed. How did Gu Yan kill him?

Those who aid and abet evil shall die!

The remaining guards froze in terror. As fear drove them to flee, a flash of crimson light streaked past, and their heads flew off one by one. Hundreds of guards died instantly, their headless corpses spurting crimson blood.

The masked man in black, his robes billowing in the wind, looked like a grim reaper emerging from hell amidst the splattering blood.

The civilians who hadn't had time to run far were all stunned by what they saw.

No, he is not Death.

He is a celestial ruler who punishes evil and promotes good; he killed the bad guys.

The little brown-haired girl hugged her grandfather and thought to herself.

The black-haired celestial emperor walked towards her, knelt down in front of her, and said, "Your grandfather can still be saved."

The old man, being held by the little girl, was no longer moving, but he was still breathing. Gu Yan pulled out the arrow that had pierced his chest, stopped the bleeding, and then gave the old man a Blood Spirit Pill. The Blood Spirit Pill, made with Tan Yue's blood, was very effective; the old man's wound healed instantly, and he opened his eyes.

"Grandpa, Grandpa—"

The little girl cried tears of joy.

Gu Yan went to treat the others. The Blood Spirit Pill was too potent; since the others' injuries weren't as severe as the old man's, Gu Yan didn't give them the pill and used other medicines instead. After treating the injured, everyone knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Gu Yan.

"Thank you, thank you so much, my benefactor!"

"Thank you so much for saving us!"

Gu Yan looked at them and said, "Leave this place, go as far away as you can."

The gemstone Gu Chengyang wore served both as protection and a location marker. His father sensed his death the instant he died. This tyrannical and cruel Crown Prince of Yue, Gu Yan was prepared to wait for him here, to make him and his father accompany him in the afterlife.

One by one, everyone stood up. The little girl's grandfather asked, "Could our benefactor tell us his name so that we may remember him?"

Gu Yan thought for a moment and said, "My name is Li He."