Though Black Robe’s eyes showed some complexity as he listened to Shen Wanning’s incredibly mournful words, his actions did not weaken in the slightest. With one forceful movement, a bone-breaking sound was heard.

Then, Black Robe flung his hand, throwing Shen Wanning’s body heavily to the side.

Shen Wanning fell to the ground, her body trembling slightly a few times, without even the strength to lift her head. Gradually, she closed her eyes and breathed no more.

Black Robe’s sudden brutality toward Shen Wanning was unexpected by most present.

In their eyes, the Grass Ghost Woman Shen Wanning, though her whereabouts had always been erratic, had maintained her reputation in the martial world.

Only in recent days, when Shen Wanning reappeared in the martial world willingly following Black Robe, did they realize that this famous Grass Ghost Woman was Black Robe’s lover.

Especially Qiqi and Hua Ying—they had personally witnessed Shen Wanning releasing lanterns with Black Robe, and at that time, Black Robe’s eyes were full of tenderness when looking at her.

But after such a short time, they now witnessed Shen Wanning’s neck being mercilessly broken by Black Robe.

Qiqi and Hua Ying were filled with sighs of regret.

…

…

In this world, love is what hurts people most.

After Shen Wanning’s death, Black Robe suddenly became numb, his eyes hollow, like a walking corpse.

The poisonous insect in his body was still active. Whether from extreme pain or something else, Black Robe’s tall figure fell straight to his knees, motionless…

“Go ahead and strike.” After a while, Black Robe barely opened his mouth.

At this point, did he still have a chance to turn things around?

No…

If not for the sudden appearance of the Five-Colored Divine Phoenix and the mutated Mo Qilin, they originally would have had a chance of winning.

But now, everything was gone…

Minister An glanced at Black Robe, then at the deceased Qiuye and Shen Wanning, and laughed coldly, “Feng Lan, take a good look. Is this what you all wanted?”

“Qiuye, once the master of Qiuye Mountain, respected by all, successful in both fame and fortune—if not for greed, how could he have met such a miserable end?”

“Shen Wanning, a woman skilled in witchcraft and poison, who developed remarkable skills, ultimately misjudged and loved the wrong person.”

“And you? Among these people, you are truly the most malicious. When you entered the Fenghua Sect, you were expelled for secretly studying witchcraft. For years, at the foot of Pingfeng Cliff, you raised so many hawks that killed countless travelers passing above. If you die, there would truly be no regrets.”

Minister An shook his head helplessly, his words full of mockery and ridicule.

“Hehehe…” After hearing these words, Black Robe laughed softly, raising his eyes to meet Minister An’s gaze. “Kong Shi, don’t pretend to be so righteous.”

“You were once the abbot of Shuiyun Temple. Why did you fake your death and escape to become the Minister of Southern Court? Wasn’t it also for a woman?”

“It’s said that monks should avoid the seven emotions and six desires, yet you indulged in worldly affairs for a woman. How is such shameful behavior any different from mine?”

Minister An was slightly stunned.

“He is not like you!” A woman’s voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

Upon arriving at the entrance of Fengyue Cliff, Mu Yunjin had heard Minister An’s words to Black Robe, as well as Black Robe’s reply.

She also looked at the ground where Qiuye and Shen Wanning lay lifeless.

“Yunjin, you’re here…” Jiang Qingxue saw Mu Yunjin and smiled slightly.

The others nearby also smiled.

Because of the Wind Immortal Daoist, they all felt somewhat uncomfortable seeing Mu Yunjin at this moment.

Mu Yunjin walked to Black Robe’s front, staring at his deep eyes, and spoke slowly, “You say Minister An is like you, but he has never done anything harmful. As for the woman you mentioned, he has always held feelings of gratitude toward her. How is that as despicable as you suggest?”

“Heh…” Black Robe sneered dismissively.

Looking at Mu Yunjin, seeing her return unharmed, the last glimmer of hope in Black Robe’s heart was instantly erased.

That purple-robed woman had ultimately failed as well.

“Mu Yunjin, don’t be smug. Do you know that just now your mast—” Black Robe’s face showed a trace of smugness, but halfway through his sentence, his eyes suddenly widened, and all his words were caught in his throat.

When Black Robe began to speak, Jiang Qingxue sensed something amiss. Holding her soft sword, she rushed forward and thrust it fiercely into Black Robe’s throat.

She couldn’t let anyone hurt her daughter!

“Swish…”

Jiang Qingxue’s hand trembled slightly as she withdrew the sword. Blood from Black Robe’s throat splattered on her hand.

Although Black Robe had long prepared for this moment, when it truly arrived, he felt something indescribable in his heart.

Before coming to the Tiansheng Continent, they had considered the possibility of defeat, imagining how intense and magnificent the process would be before their defeat…

Yet they never expected it to be so plain.

Black Robe’s body slowly fell, and as he fell, his eyes met the lying Shen Wanning.

As life slowly ebbed away, Black Robe’s gaze was fixed firmly on Shen Wanning before him, his mind filled with images from the past.

Did he regret it? He asked himself.

No, he still had no regrets…

His nature destined him to never find a peaceful life in this lifetime.

Back then, when Feng Cang expelled him from the sect, it wasn’t because he had learned witchcraft, but because he said Black Robe’s eyes contained too much resentment.

He didn’t understand and had argued with Feng Cang for a long time, but was still expelled from the Fenghua Sect.

Later, he established his faction. For so many years, he didn’t believe in the so-called dominance of the righteous sects. He resided in Ghost Valley Manor and raised so many monsters, all for the day when he could make the righteous sects realize that what they firmly believed was wrong!

But now, it seemed he was the wrong one.

Black Robe smiled self-mockingly. As his strength gradually faded and his consciousness dimmed, in the distance, he suddenly saw a powerful beam of light soaring into the sky.

Upon seeing that light, Black Robe’s eyes revealed a trace of disbelief…

This…

The Clear Heart Technique.

Feng Cang’s unique mental art.

He…

Was he still alive?

Considering this possibility, Black Robe’s eyes showed a hint of a smile. It seemed this struggle had not yet ended…

With that thought, he finally had no strength left to support himself and slowly closed his eyes, but a smile still hung on his lips.

…

“It’s finally all over.” Qiqi felt a sense of relief the moment Black Robe closed his eyes.

The others nearby also relaxed—it was finally over!

But Mu Yunjin’s face was still somewhat somber. Looking toward Minister An and the others, she frowned after scanning around, “Where is my master?”

The expressions of those who had just relaxed suddenly became somewhat strange.

Seeing that no one was speaking, Minister An smiled and looked at Mu Yunjin, “After Wind Immortal dealt with Qiuye, Murong Rusu came and then left again. Your master, who knows what got into him, followed Murong Rusu and left first.”

Hearing this, Mu Yunjin nodded slightly and smiled lightly, “He’s still the same as always—cursing and grumbling at Elder Murong on the surface, but who knows how happy he is inside.”

“Yes, yes,” the others nearby laughed in agreement, though their expressions were somewhat heavy.

Mu Yunjin cast another glance at Qiuye, Shen Wanning, and Black Robe. When her gaze swept over the bloodstains on Minister An’s robe hem, her eyes revealed a trace of confusion.

But she assumed it was just accidentally splattered with Qiuye and the others’ blood.

“How are you and Chu Li doing? Did you resolve that Cold Falcon?” Minister An changed the subject, fearing Mu Yunjin might sensitively discover what had happened to Wind Immortal Daoist.

At the mention of this, Mu Yunjin sighed and shook her head, “Not yet. We were about to finish her, but she was suddenly rescued silently by someone.”

“Such a thing happened?” Minister An was somewhat surprised.

Mu Yunjin nodded, “Now Chu Li and Mo Qilin have gone to pursue her. He asked me to meet up with you all first.”

“Heavens, I thought everything was over, but who knew we’d encounter more trouble!” Qiqi wailed. The place where Cold Falcon had injured her still burned painfully when she moved.

“Could it be Chu Qing’s doing?” Huang Yan, who had been silent, spoke up.

Then he continued, “When Ding Xian and I were at the Northern Ming Imperial Palace, Xiu Mei came in a hurry asking for our help, saying that Chu Qing and Rong Min knew the method to activate the Divine Token.”

“When Ding Xian and I arrived, Chu Qing and Rong Min were fighting with Prince Yun and Song Chun. Later, Chu Qing left first, and I followed.”

After Huang Yan spoke, Mu Yunjin was slightly stunned, “You’re saying Chu Qing and the others know how to activate the Divine Token?”

Huang Yan nodded.

Mu Yunjin frowned. Wasn’t it said that only within the Tiansheng Continent was there a method to activate the Divine Token?

Why would it be in Fengyue Cliff?

“It seems that throughout our journey, we’ve underestimated Chu Qing!” Jiang Qingxue said helplessly.

Everyone sighed in dismay.

Just then, from the southern direction came many explosive sounds in the distance. The explosions were continuous, making people’s hearts tremble.

Mu Yunjin looked toward the source of the explosions, which was exactly the direction she had come from.

“This is bad…” Mu Yunjin murmured, about to fly away, when Minister An held her shoulder.

“Don’t rush,” Minister An said.

Seeing Mu Yunjin’s unusual behavior, most could guess what was happening. Huang Yan bit his lip and tossed out a sentence, “I’ll go check on His Highness.”

With those words, he stepped away.

“Huang Yan, I’ll go with you!” Hua Ying called out to Huang Yan.

Hearing Hua Ying’s voice, Huang Yan paused for a moment, looking at her with a complex expression, “It’s too dangerous. You should stay here.”

“No need, I’m going with you,” Hua Ying said with unwavering determination.

“Then be careful,” Huang Yan said woodenly, then flew away.

Hua Ying lowered her eyes, and although she felt somewhat hurt by Huang Yan’s attitude, she still followed behind him.

Back at the site, Minister An looked at the distant explosions and the occasional flashes of clear light, his eyes gradually becoming obscure.

Isn’t this the Clear Heart Technique of the Fenghua Sect?

How could it appear here? Could it be…

As Minister An thought of this possibility, he felt something ominous. He opened his mouth, “Since everything is fine here, I’ll go take a look as well. You all stay here and don’t wander off!”

With those words, Minister An hurriedly left.

…

Not far away.

“Unexpectedly, Qiuye, Black Robe, and the others would all die tragically in this Tiansheng Continent,” Rong Min looked at the scene before him, sighing with emotion.

Chu Qing, however, couldn’t be bothered with their life or death. His gaze was fixed firmly on Mu Yunjin and the remaining people around her.

“Now there are only women, children, and the injured remaining—it’s the best time to strike…”