Lan Tao and the others initially had some reservations. After all, Chaoyang City was not far from Xindu City, and they had heard a little about what had happened to Luo Daoqing. However, Jiang Guihua's words had completely woken them up. Rumor had it that the Divine Lady was fair and just, unable to tolerate any evil. If they fell into her hands, they would surely not escape their doom. Now, they could only pin their hopes on the evil god.
As long as they helped the evil god seize the Divine Lady's heart and unite the Three Realms, they would naturally enjoy endless wealth and glory by virtue of their founding merit. Why would they ever need to fear being brought to justice by the Divine Lady?
Having figured this out, Lan Tao sneered. “Little girl, this is not Xindu City. If your Divine Lady truly has the power to reach the heavens and earth, why hasn't she come to save you?”
“Don't think you can scare people just by putting up a strange palace and making up some so-called miracles!”
“Exactly! Exactly!” someone in the crowd shouted. “Don't be afraid, brothers! They're just bluffing!”
“Right!”
“Kill them and help the evil god unite the Three Realms!”
The firelight of the torches reflected on their faces.
Greedy and fierce.
Just as the crowd slowly closed in on Cui He and the others, preparing to strike, a sudden change occurred in the heavens and the earth.
Suddenly, a violent gale swept through.
The wind pressed down directly from above, instantly flattening the torches and nearly extinguishing them.
Lan Tao's expression changed, and he instinctively looked around.
“What's going on? Blind Granny...”
Before he could finish his sentence,
a golden light pierced through the clouds from the depths of the night sky, like a sharp sword slicing through the darkness, and plummeted straight into the crowd.
The moment the golden light touched the ground, it transformed into shimmering ropes flowing with light. The ropes moved as swiftly and fluidly as snakes, darting through the crowd at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.
Before anyone could react,
the golden ropes had already wrapped around the wrists of dozens of people, binding them in place.
Jiang Guihua bore the brunt of it.
The golden rope tightly bound her hands.
“Who is it? What is this?”
The more she struggled, the tighter the rope bound her, nearly sinking into her flesh and crushing her bones.
“Ahhhh—”
The bone-deep pain made her scream in agony.
“Ghosts! There are ghosts!”
“Help!”
Lan Tao's men fell into utter chaos. Some cried out in panic, some screamed, and others tried to chop the ropes with their blades.
Yet when the blades struck, the ropes did not budge in the slightest.
In less than three breaths of time,
dozens of people present, including Uncle Fu, were all bound tightly by the Evil-Binding Rope, unable to move a single inch.
Left completely unharmed, Cui He and the others looked on in utter bewilderment.
The violent wind still did not cease.
The clouds parted even wider, and silvery-white moonlight poured down like a waterfall.
Within the moonlight, a figure came riding on a sword.
The Divine Lady stood atop a snow-white longsword. The collar and cuffs of her moon-white Daoist robe were embroidered with faint golden cloud patterns, and her sleeves fluttered wildly in the wind, making her appear as pure as frost and snow.
Her long hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin. Her gaze was cold and clear as she quietly looked down at the messy courtyard below.
No words were needed.
Just a casual glance from her was enough to suffocate everyone, forcing them to instinctively prostrate themselves on the ground.
The entire courtyard fell into dead silence.
The people who had been clamoring so wildly moments ago were now all bound tightly, staring up at the figure descending from the sky with eyes full of horror and disbelief.
The sneer on Lan Tao's face had long since vanished, replaced by an expression of sheer terror.
“The... the Divine Lady... The Divine Lady actually exists...”
Jiang Guihua, being blind, lay on the ground, only able to make painful, rattling gasps.
The citizens of Chaoyang City were also awakened by the commotion outside. They opened their doors and stepped out to see what was happening.
Consequently, as soon as they looked up,
they saw the Divine Lady hovering in mid-air.
She parted her lips slightly. “You worship an evil god, nourishing it with your own malice and helping it bring chaos to both the immortal and mortal realms, causing the tragic deaths of innocent lives. Your sins deserve total annihilation by heaven and earth.”
“Guixu Sword Formation—”
“Activate.”
Jiang Guihua could only hear a voice coming from above her head, unable to see what was happening.
Thus, she still had no real concept of the Divine Lady.
She merely assumed someone had ambushed them.
“Lan Tao, what on earth is going on?”
Lan Tao stared blankly at the sky.
A massive sword formation enveloped the entirety of Chaoyang City. Millions of silver swords hovered densely in the night sky like an inverted galaxy, beautiful yet lethal.
With the sword light reflected in his eyes, he stammered, “Blind Granny... we're finished... the Divine Lady has really come...”
“She... she is the real Divine Lady... she can... she can fly...”
“And there are so many swords...”
“So terrifying...”
“The Divine Lady is going to kill us all...”
“Please, spare our lives, Divine Lady...”
No matter how the people on the ground begged for mercy, the Divine Lady in the sky remained entirely unmoved. “As you sow, so shall you reap.”
“You willingly fell from grace, worshiping an evil god and acting as its helper spirits to wreak havoc upon the world and slaughter living beings.”
“How can this world tolerate your existence?”
As the millions of swords rained down simultaneously, A'han instinctively crawled toward Lan Yi, who had been abandoned on the ground. He pulled her tightly into his embrace, using his own body to shield her.
Although he knew this was futile, if it could lessen the Eldest Young Lady's pain even slightly, it would be worth it.
“A'han...”
Lan Yi's mouth overflowed with a trace of blood.
Forcing down his own pain, A'han used the only clean part of his sleeve to wipe away the dirt on Lan Yi's face.
“Don't be afraid, Eldest Young Lady. I'm here.”
Lan Yi slowly closed her eyes. “Alright.”
Tears rolled from the corners of her eyes, disappearing into her hair.
She had thought she could win this wager.
But in the end, she had still gained nothing.
Still, this was fine too.
At least the three of them would be together.
Fang Shuo and the others wanted to plead for mercy on behalf of Lan Yi and A'han, but the millions of silver swords in the sky had already descended.
Humans were completely powerless under such a terrifying sword formation.
They had no power to resist at all.
【Lan Yi Shock Value +100】
【A'han Shock Value +100】
【Lan Tao Shock Value +100】
【...】
【Current Shock Value: 8526000】
Everyone held their breath, watching the silver swords raining down from the sky, silently reaping one life after another.
Sensing the danger, A'han closed his eyes as well.
However, the silver sword flying toward him and Lan Yi actually bypassed them, mercilessly piercing through Lan Tao's body instead.
Both of them were stunned.
“Eldest Young Lady, the Divine Lady didn't kill us!” A'han's grip on Lan Yi tightened unconsciously.
“The Divine Lady is just!”
Lan Yi murmured, “I actually thought wrong...”
Meanwhile,
Shen Yu and the others, who were camped eight hundred meters outside the city, naturally saw the sword formation above Chaoyang City as well.
Looking up at the sky, Shen Yu frowned and said, “Brother, something has likely happened in Chaoyang City. We must head over quickly.”
Shen Jue had a solemn expression. “I wonder who is so bold as to provoke the Divine Lady's wrath?”
Shen Yu pursed his lips, his expression equally solemn.
“We will know once we take a look.”
On the other side,
seeing that all the demons and monsters in Chaoyang City had turned into silent corpses under the Guixu Sword Formation, Yun Shu gave a look to the invisible little fox beside her.
The little fox immediately gave her an "OK" sign.
Yun Shu's lips curved slightly as she gently stroked the bracelet on her wrist, calculating how to unleash her ultimate move later in a way that would look cool.
After all, the harder she flexed, the more Shock Value she would gain.
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