Whether driven by self-interest or changing sides, those who chose to support Illuminate against the human race had to be prepared for the possibility of annihilation in the aftermath of their failure.
An eye for an eye was the law of survival in this cruel world.
This extermination didn't last long. After all, it was only a branch.
Under the suppression of absolute power, there was no possibility of resistance.
Four hours later, the smoke dissipated and ceased to exist.
Qingqin felt a little unsatisfied and let out a cry at Xu Qing, as though it was asking if there was anything else to eat…
Xu Qing thought about it and nodded.
Qingqin was instantly excited. As it circled happily in the sky, the group continued on their way.
On the way to the teleportation point, Xu Qing took out a bamboo slip from his storage bag and crossed out the Smoke Race name carved on it with an iron stick.
At the side, Old Master Seventh glanced at the bamboo slip and saw Crown Prince Purple Green written at the top. He also saw that among the many names that had been crossed out toward the rear, there was one that hadn't been crossed out. It was very conspicuous.
It was the word 'captain' and there were many question marks beside it.
Old Master Seventh was caught between laughter and tears as he pointed.
"What's this?"
Xu Qing's gaze landed on the captain's name. He was about to cross it out when he paused for a moment.
"The ones who are crossed out are basically all dead. It's inauspicious." Xu Qing explained to his master. After he kept the bamboo slip, he looked at the iron stick in his hand.
The iron stick trembled slightly with a sign of respect.
"Master, that fish bone?" Xu Qing felt that the Diamond Sect's ancestor and shadow couldn't keep up with his combat strength at all. Hence, he had the thought of changing his weapon.
This thought was sensed by the Diamond Sect's ancestor and the vibration of the iron stick intensified.
The shadow also began to distort, emitting emotions of fear and begging for mercy.
Xu Qing didn't bother with it but Ling'er sensed it. She stuck her head out and looked at the shadow curiously.
The shadow trembled and changed its strategy, trying to curry favor with Ling'er.
Hearing Xu Qing's words, Old Master Seventh smiled slightly. He had long sensed the messy things on his disciple's body. However, after finding out that Xu Qing even had a god's finger in his body, he was no longer surprised.
"I've divided that fish bone into three parts and am refining them. Calculating the time, they should be ready in half a month."
"Unfortunately, Bai Xiaozhuo's three fish bones are gone."
Old Master Seventh felt regretful. He had also asked about Xu Qing's teleportation during the battle at the platform. Xu Qing had told him everything.
The shadow continued to curry favor with Ling'er and even split into various shapes, causing Ling'er to laugh happily. The great wing leaped across the desert and teleported from the nearest teleportation point, approaching the Yinghuang Province.
Two days later.
The white snow plains in the Yinghuang Province were reflected in Xu Qing's eyes.
The wind here was even colder than in the county capital. There were also more snowflakes falling from the sky and sweeping up from the ground in an endless stream, blocking one's vision and blurring the surroundings.
However, amidst the snowstorm, thousands of figures waiting here become even more distinct, their presence becoming clearer.
The person in the lead was the Great Elder of the Yinghuang Province's Sword Holding Court.
The moment the great wing got close, the Great Elder's expression was solemn. He cupped his fists and bowed.
"Welcome, Deputy Governor."
The thousands of people behind him also bowed.
This was etiquette, and was necessary.
Old Master Seventh's identity was no longer the sect master of the Seven Blood Eyes. He was a deputy governor now.
In the crowd, other than the Sword Holders, there were also some sect cultivators.
These sect cultivators were divided into two groups. One group wore black Daoist robes with blood patterns on them. They were from the Litu Sect.
The other group wore golden robes that exuded a sense of luxury and seemed to carry a hint of immortality. They were from the Grand Affairs Immortal Sect.
Regardless of whether they wore the blood-stained black robes or the transcendent golden ones, their expressions were filled with profound respect.
Old Master Seventh's expression showed no emotions. It was as though with his age, he was already indifferent to all of this. The emotions and desires of returning to their hometown in glory for mortals wouldn't cause any waves to him.
Xu Qing, who was at the side, noticed his master's expression and felt admiration in his heart. He felt that he was inferior to his master in this aspect because there were still waves in his heart.
"Master, Junior Brother…"
From afar, a sigh rang out from the crowd of the Grand Affairs Immortal Sect. A figure wearing a Seven Blood Eyes Daoist robe and a tall hat with the character '禁' on it walked out of the crowd quickly.
Xu Qing immediately recognized that it was his third senior brother.
However, the other party's appearance made him gasp.
He was too skinny and his spirit was dispirited, as though his body had been hollowed out.
Moreover, there were seven to eight young women following behind Third Senior Brother, and every one of them was carrying a baby in their arms.
Xu Qing's eyes widened. Old Master Seventh was expressionless as he calmly spoke.
"Ridiculous!"
This voice was filled with coldness. Xu Qing immediately realized that his master was really angry.
