After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

Now is not the time to talk about this.

"I'll stay here for now."

Xu Ze looked towards Donghua City in the distance, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Those so-called leaders of the righteous path just ran away like that?

He looked down at the completely collapsed glacier and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

If these puppets and corpses are allowed to continue spreading, Donghua City, the nearest city, will surely fall.

How many people will die then?

Xu Ze didn't know.

He was not a saint, nor did he want to concern himself with the families in Donghua City.

But now that I think about it, it wasn't difficult for them to run so fast and leave Donghua City with their whole family.

The ones who will truly die are the ordinary people in the Qi Refining stage!

For example, the old man selling sugar figurines, the owner of a steamed bun shop, the waiter at a restaurant...

With such natural and man-made disasters, a person of "righteousness" would probably not die.

Only mortals die.

"Is this the fate of ants to them?"

For no apparent reason, Xu Ze thought of the nameless peak.

I remembered the languid woman sitting by the pond.

A gentle breeze rustled the willows by the pond and her soft hair.

And then there were her remarks, which Xu Ze found so naive.

—There are inherent principles in the world, so why talk about cause and effect or destiny?

All men are created equal, and the life of an ordinary person is also a life!

—If one day you achieve great things in swordsmanship and ascend to the celestial realm, remember what I have said.

—Don't let me regret teaching you.

……

"call."

Xu Ze took a deep breath and shook off the memories in his mind.

He opened his eyes and pulled out the [Old Sword Bar] he had just obtained from his storage bag.

"Isn't it a bit much to ask you to help me fight the enemy when I'm already like this?"

Who would have thought?

The voice just fell.

hum-

The jet-black sword blank trembled violently.

That wasn't a rejection.

It was an unprecedented and unparalleled excitement!

Having been dormant for ten thousand years, it yearns for a thrilling battle!

"OK!"

Xu Ze laughed loudly and said to Mu Qinghe beside him:

"Go to Donghua City and tell the mortals to leave as soon as possible."

"No... Brother, what are you going to do?" The little girl was dumbfounded.

"I'll hold them off."

"Ah?! The strongest aura inside is even stronger than the Void Refinement stage, how are you going to withstand it?!" Mu Qinghe was terrified and refused to leave no matter what.

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

The young man turned around to face the surging tide of corpses below.

His long robes fluttered in the blood-red sky, and his black hair danced wildly in the biting wind.

He held the sword in one hand, the blade pointing diagonally at the ground.

One person, one sword.

With their backs to the city walls and their faces to a sea of ​​corpses.

Watching the other person's figure, Mu Qinghe gritted her teeth. She didn't try to persuade him anymore, but she didn't leave either.

She planned to wait here, in case Xu Ze couldn't hold on any longer or fainted, she would pull him into the spiritual treasure and then take him back to Zhongzhou!

Okay, let's do it this way!

……

Donghua City, the Song family.

The spacious main hall was filled with cultivators from various families.

They fled all the way here, and some of the weaker cultivators were still panting heavily.

"If these corpses keep pouring out, the entire Donghua City will fall!"

Song Tianqing continued to use his divine sense to probe the distant mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

These zombies have an extremely strong desire for destruction and attack; wherever they go, nothing grows.

"Father."

A calm voice came from outside the door.

"I have already used my authority as the head of the family to start transferring all of the Song family's assets."

"I believe that it will take less than a day to move more than half of the items in the warehouse to Jianglin City next door."

Song Xunzhen slowly walked into the main room, took out a jade thumb ring representing the identity of the family head from his bosom, and presented it with both hands.

Song Tianqing took the ring, put it back on his thumb, and his expression finally softened a bit:

"Good! Excellent! You truly are your father's fine eldest son!"

Regarding this eldest son.

He was absolutely satisfied.

Rational, decisive, and meticulous in everything he does.

He's so much better than that troublemaking idiot.

"Humph."

Upon hearing this, the old man with the sword sneered: "Instead of announcing the disaster and mobilizing the entire city's population to evacuate, you're transferring your own businesses first?"

"Patriarch Song, you are truly hypocritical."

In response, Song Tianqing retorted without hesitation: "Heh, Elder Jian is so righteous, why didn't he step in to stop the zombie horde just now?"

"With your peak Nascent Soul cultivation and the Heavenly Vault Palace's inherited sword techniques, you should be able to hold out for a while, right? How come you're faster than me?"

This was the first time Song Tianqing had a falling out with the old man.

Even if most of the foundation can be transferred now, the Song family will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

In addition, a good-for-nothing son died.

Therefore, he doesn't want to give anyone face at all right now.

"You!" The old man's face stiffened, then he roared, "I was protecting the sect disciples! If it weren't for covering their retreat, I would have already..."

"What do you mean, 'already'?" Song Tianqing interrupted him, his eyes icy. "They ran away a long time ago? Elder Jian, we're all sensible people, so stop pretending!"

“If you are truly so righteous, you can go back and take action now. I, Song, will not stop you.”

The old man with the sword was so angry that his beard was trembling, but in the end he did not lash out.

That kind of zombie horde, plus countless zombie kings at the Nascent Soul stage, and even some at the Void Refinement stage...

It's fair to say that whoever gets involved will die.

He's not that stupid.

"Ahem," he coughed lightly to ease the awkwardness, "The Heavenly Palace has an order that elders cannot act casually while they are outside."

"But your Song family patriarch, after all, is a Void Refinement stage senior, he should be able to resist the zombie horde... right?"

Speaking of which...

The middle-aged man in front of him instantly turned grim, and he slammed his hand on the table, shattering it into pieces—it had just been replaced not long ago.

Among the five major families, the Song family ranked last.

This is the venerable elder of the Void Refinement stage in the Dao of Talismans, who serves as the pillar of stability.

What if something were to happen to this person?

“My Song family patriarch is currently in seclusion in the far north and is not in Donghua City at the moment.”

"Even if we send someone to inform them, it will take some time."

After his outburst, Song Tianqing said in a calm voice:

"Besides, my Song family only has one person at the Void Refinement stage... Why not let your Heavenly Vault Palace Master take action?!"

"Hmph, the Palace Master will take action himself."

The old man with the sword still looked arrogantly at the Ice Soul True Man beside him: "Shouldn't you also inform the Valley Master of Flying Snow Valley?"

"Such a natural disaster should be suppressed by our four great immortal sects."

The middle-aged woman picked up the teacup on the table, took a small sip, and then slowly said, "Of course."

"However, with a zombie horde of this scale, even one or two Void Refinement stage seniors might not be able to secure a victory, right?"