Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The sky seemed to have been ripped open by someone, with dark, imposing spirit ships hanging overhead, completely blocking out the midday sun.

Xuan Yin Zhenren stood at the bow of the ship, watching Su Qing swallow the Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart. His face twitched, and he laughed in extreme anger.

"Good, very good."

He flipped his hand, and a purple-gold gourd appeared in his palm.

The gourd didn't look very big, but it was covered with densely packed monster totems, and one could vaguely hear the screams of thousands of demon souls coming from inside.

"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish. I'll refine you two star-crossed lovers into a blood pill; perhaps that will be even more effective."

Xuan Yin Zhenren pulled out the gourd stopper.

"Buzz—"

A terrifying suction force instantly enveloped the entire Gu Family Village. Tiles from the ancestral hall, pebbles on the ground, and even the air itself were forcibly pulled towards the mouth of the gourd.

Su Qing stood in the eye of the storm, her red dress fluttering in the wind.

She had just swallowed the Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart when the righteous energy contained within Gu Xiang's heart was surging wildly within her body, as if countless knives were cutting her meridians.

pain.

Excruciating pain.

But this kind of pain is nothing at all.

"Old man, you talk too much."

Su Qing raised her head, her blood-red vertical pupils filled with rage.

With a stomp of her foot, she transformed into a streak of red light and soared into the sky.

Nine enormous fox tail phantoms behind him instantly solidified, lashing out at the purple-gold gourd with a world-destroying force.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the shockwave blew all the surrounding houses away.

Xuan Yin Zhenren remained motionless, only his eyes grew even colder.

"Like an ant trying to shake a tree."

He pointed his finger, and a stream of black flame spewed out from the Demon Refining Gourd. It was the Bone-Corroding Demonic Flame, condensed from the refining of countless powerful demons; anything that touched it would instantly rot.

Su Qing neither dodged nor flinched, letting the black flames burn her body.

"Sizzle—"

The smell of charred flesh filled the air instantly.

Su Qing gritted her teeth and remained silent. Her Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart was pounding wildly, and with each beat, a surge of powerful life force emerged, repairing her damaged body.

They were burning and repairing at the same time.

This torture is a hundred times more painful than slow slicing.

"Let's see how long you can last!" Xuan Yin Zhenren sneered and increased his magical power output.

Just then, a beam of white light suddenly shot from the direction of the capital and slammed into the Demon Refining Gourd.

"when!"

The Demon Refining Gourd was knocked askew, and the black flames flickered for a moment.

A disheveled figure landed beside Su Qing.

He is the Imperial Advisor.

She no longer possessed her usual elegance and grace; her hair was disheveled, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, and six white fox tails appeared behind her, though her aura was much weaker than Su Qing's.

"What are you doing here?" Su Qing glanced at her, her voice hoarse.

"I've come to see if you're dead or not." The Grand Preceptor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at the Xuan Yin Zhenren in the sky. "Three hundred years ago, I didn't dare to make a move and was a dog for three hundred years. If I don't make a move today, I'm afraid I won't have the face to see the monks in the future."

Su Qing grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained white teeth.

"Alright, let's kill this old bastard together."

Two celestial foxes, one red and one white, simultaneously let out a mournful roar.

A demonic aura filled the sky.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Yin Zhenren's greed intensified.

"Two celestial foxes, plus a heart with seven orifices. It seems I can only receive one great gift today."

He formed hand seals, and the Demon Refining Gourd swelled in the wind, instantly becoming as large as a small mountain. The dark gourd mouth pointed downwards, as if it wanted to devour the heavens and the earth.

"receive!"

The terrifying suction force descended once more, this time even lifting a layer of the ground.

Su Qing felt as if her soul was being ripped out of her body.

She glanced back at the red figure in the ruins of the ancestral hall.

Gu Xiang lay there quietly, covered by half a broken roof beam, her hand still clutching the jade pendant she hadn't given away.

"Don't be afraid, you idiot."

Su Qing said softly.

Then, she suddenly turned around, her eyes flashing a frighteningly bright red light.

"Imperial Advisor, please block three breaths for me."

The imperial advisor was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, and his expression changed drastically: "You want to touch that? You'll be annihilated!"

"I'll die whether I move or not." Su Qing laughed bitterly. "Since I've already lost my heart, what's the use of keeping this body?"

The Imperial Advisor gave her a deep look and said no more.

"Fine! I'll gamble my life on this!"

The Imperial Preceptor roared, burning his essence and blood, and his six white tails transformed into a white barrier, firmly resisting the suction force of the Demon Refining Gourd.

Su Qing closed her eyes and plunged her hands into the ground.

The moment her fingertips touched the soil, she felt it.

That was a giant dragon that had been sleeping beneath this land for three hundred years.

It is the destiny of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

It is the "home" that Gu Xiang wants to protect.

The earth began to tremble.

It wasn't an ordinary earthquake, but a deep, resounding roar that seemed to come from the very core of the earth.

The city walls of the capital city began to glow.

Every brick and every tile lit up with golden runes at this moment.

That was the protective formation left behind by the monk.

This is also Su Qing's only trump card at this moment.

"rise!"

Su Qing suddenly opened her eyes and let out a loud shout.

"Boom!"

Countless golden beams of light shot into the sky from every corner of the capital city, converging on Su Qing.

That is the accumulated fortune of the Three Hundred Years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the aspirations of millions of people, and the backbone of this land.

Su Qing's body began to crack.

Her body simply couldn't withstand such immense force. Her skin split open, and blood gushed out, instantly turning her into a blood-soaked figure.

But her aura was rising rapidly.

The Mysterious Yin Immortal in the heavens finally panicked.

He felt fear.

That fear is like a mouse seeing a cat; it's an instinct ingrained in its very bones.

"You've gone mad! You're draining the earth's veins! After this attack, even gods will turn to wasteland! There will never be any spiritual energy here again! The Seven-Aperture Exquisite Heart will never be born again!"

Xuan Yin Zhenren screamed and desperately urged the Demon Refining Gourd to suppress Su Qing.

Su Qing hung in mid-air, covered in blood, yet laughed wildly.

"So what if it's a wasteland?"

"Even in the wasteland, flowers can bloom, as long as you high and mighty immortals aren't around!"

She raised her hand.

The entire fortune of the capital city transformed into a golden longsword, which condensed in her hand.

That sword was imbued with Gu Xiang's righteous spirit, Su Qing's demonic aura, the Grand Preceptor's hatred, and the fury of all those in the world who were unwilling to be mere ants.

"This sword strike will scare all living beings."

Su Qing read it softly.

Then, he swung his sword.

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

There was only one ray of light.

A light so pure it was almost imperfect.

It sliced ​​through the black spirit boat, the enormous demon-refining gourd, and Xuan Yin Zhenren's protective magic shield.

Xuan Yin Zhenren stared wide-eyed as the light pierced through his chest.

He doesn't understand.

Why can an ant unleash such power?

Why can the heart of an ordinary person bear such a heavy burden of heaven and earth?

"No...this is impossible..."

Xuan Yin Zhenren's body began to dissipate.

Like sand sculptures scattered by the wind, they gradually turn into dust.

The quasi-Emperor weapon, the Demon Refining Gourd, was also shattered in two by this sword strike, falling from the sky and crashing to the ground with a muffled groan.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

The sunlight came back down.

The light shines on the ravaged land, on the ruins and the bloodshed.

The golden light emanating from Su Qing dissipated.

She was like a kite with a broken string, falling straight down from the sky.

"Bang."

She fell into the ruins of the ancestral hall.

It fell right next to Gu Xiang.