"You've arrived?"
Creak!
The door opened on its own. Mu Changqing stood with his hands behind his back, black hair swirling, his aura like that of ancient, silent years, cold and solitary.
He exuded an aura that warned others to stay away.
Seeing Mu Changqing appear, Su Ling'er's expression shifted slightly, tinged with guilt.
Her parents, however, looked joyfully at Tang Si and his group, shouting.
"Sir, it's him! What about the bounty?"
Tang Si's gaze remained fixed on Mu Changqing, the man he once considered a brother.
The former Mu Changqing had a gentle, heartwarming presence.
Now, he was like an emotionless ancient being, his eyes deep, carrying an aura of ancient time that made Tang Si feel an unsettling unease.
"Don't worry, what this Holy Son has promised, I will naturally deliver."
Tang Si said dismissively, with a hint of disdain.
Then, his gaze fell upon Mu Changqing, a smile appearing as he flicked his sleeve and bowed.
"Brother Mu, why did you leave without a word? You made me search for you!"
Mu Changqing's expression was calm as he surveyed his surroundings.
Seven cultivators at the Integration stage, eight at the Spirit Transformation realm.
Tang Si had indeed been cautious to deal with him.
"Gou Dan... Tang Si, why continue to pretend? If you want the supreme treasure on me, just say it."
Mu Changqing's tone was calm, devoid of any sorrow at Tang Si's betrayal.
Having endured endless torment in the void,
his heart had long since turned to stone, impervious to the ripples of the mortal world.
Upon hearing this, Tang Si's face rapidly turned cold, his violent aura erupting like a volcano, stirring ripples in the void.
Sand and stones flew, and streams of light blazed.
"Is that so? Then why don't you hand over the supreme treasure directly and help me achieve the supreme Dao? Why do you resist, why do you slaughter the villagers? In the end, you are the most hypocritical one."
As Mu Changqing's eyes opened and closed, a hint of disdain flickered at the corner of his lips.
Hypocritical? From this moment on, he, Mu Changqing, would no longer engage in pretense, nor would he hold onto any affections.
He shook his head and said indifferently.
"Ultimately, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have taken you away from the village, exposing you to worldly corruption and turning you into what you are now...!"
After a pause, Mu Changqing continued.
"Therefore, I will personally end the mistake I created. As for the supreme Dao you yearn for, I will pursue it on your behalf."
At these words, Tang Si couldn't help but laugh madly, his voice shaking the heavens.
A terrifying killing intent brewed, his expression arrogant, laced with mockery.
"Pursue it for me? What right do you have? Just because of that so-called supreme treasure? Mu Changqing, I am a Postnatal Dao Body. If my fortune is sufficient, I will transform into a Prenatal Dao Body and become a supreme immortal emperor, high above all. What are you, how can you compare to me?"
"Kill him, and take back my fortune!"
Tang Si said coldly, signaling his followers to attack.
"I'll do it. A mere ant at the Five Palaces realm dares to challenge the Holy Son? Ridiculous."
At this moment, a cultivator in the early Spirit Transformation stage stepped forward, his spiritual sword emitting cold light. He moved like lightning, charging towards Mu Changqing.
Mu Changqing kept his hands behind his back, calmly watching the approaching figure.
To him, the movements of this Spirit Transformation realm cultivator were as slow as an ant's.
As the attacker drew near, Mu Changqing suddenly struck.
His right hand was enveloped in violet flames, cold and sinister, ancient and inauspicious.
Pfft!
With a single blow, Mu Changqing's calm face was inches from the Spirit Transformation cultivator's contorted one.
"How... could this be!"
"Life is truly fragile."
Mu Changqing sighed softly. This was the second time he had killed someone.
Unlike the first time, this time, he seemed to derive some pleasure from the act of killing and also lamented the fragility of life.
Whoosh!
The violet flames spread, instantly engulfing the Spirit Transformation cultivator, reducing him to nothingness.
Witnessing this, everyone's expressions changed drastically, filled with shock.
"No, your cultivation has reached the Integration stage? Could it be because of that supreme treasure?"
Tang Si's face turned sinister, his teeth grinding.
He believed that the supreme treasure should belong to him, to him, the favored son of heaven, the Holy Son of an Immortal Sect.
Mu Changqing, with a hint of disdain, flicked his blood-stained right hand and a strange smile appeared as he looked at Tang Si and the others.
"Yes, I am right here. If you have the ability, kill me, and it will be yours."
Looking at Mu Changqing's arrogant and domineering demeanor, it was completely at odds with the Mu Changqing he remembered from before.
He looked like a god controlling life and death, filled with arrogance, contempt, and madness.
"You're seeking death! Attack together, kill him!"
Tang Si waved his hand, and the followers behind him surged forward, their terrifying auras erupting simultaneously, turning the small courtyard into nothingness in an instant.
The heavenly lights illuminated the entire town, startling its residents, all of whom looked up towards the direction of the dazzling radiance.
Mu Changqing's lips curved upwards in a disdainful smile.
He stepped into the air, his black robe fluttering, his hair flying.
Violet flames erupted from his eyes, their dazzling purple light illuminating his face, making him appear extraordinarily demonic.
The power of the Burial Heaven Bead surged, violet flames piercing the clouds and transforming into a dense purple mist that billowed outwards.
Violet lightning crackled across the heavens, and resplendent light illuminated the void.
Mu Changqing stood amidst the rolling violet lightning like a thunder god, his form like a phantom, moving at extreme speed, breaking through the shackles of the mortal realm.
In the blink of an eye, over a dozen figures were pierced by Mu Changqing, their life force rapidly draining from their eyes.
Bang bang bang!
Bodies exploded in the void, like dazzling fireworks, exquisitely beautiful and brilliant.
Blood mist steamed and stained the void.
Mu Changqing walked through the blood mist with his hands behind his back, his expression calm.
Violet flames burned in his hair.
The scene was horrifying, striking fear into the hearts of all who witnessed it.
Mu Changqing let out a faint smile, looking down at Tang Si, whose face had drastically changed in terror, and slowly extended his right hand.
"Gou Dan, come on, let's end the grievances between us. If you go early, you can catch up with them, and you won't be alone."
"Damn it, damn it! You are not Mu Changqing, who are you?"
Tang Si roared in fear, the aura of the Great Dao flowing around him, divine radiance erupting.
A powerful magical artifact appeared in his hand.
Suddenly, Tang Si directly crushed a golden bead, unleashing a peak Mortal Dao realm strike towards Mu Changqing.
As for himself, he quickly fled.
Tang Si knew that a single strike from the Mortal Dao realm would not be able to stop Mu Changqing.
Mu Changqing's gaze was indifferent, purple mist spewing from his mouth, exceptionally eerie.
"Escape? If I let you escape, how can I answer to the villagers."
As he spoke, Mu Changqing, shrouded in violet flames, used the Burial Heaven Bead to form a purple barrier, blocking the terrifying strike from the Mortal Dao realm.
His figure ascended into the sky, and wherever he passed, violet flames raged, spreading across the land.
All living beings were reduced to nothingness amidst the violet flames.
Miserable cries erupted. The entire town, whether cultivators or mortals, all became innocent souls.
Tang Si heard the whistling sound from the void behind him, his face growing increasingly grim. He directly burned his essence and fled.
"The world fears death, but does not know that death is also a release."
Mu Changqing sighed and shook his head. He felt no pity for the tragic scene below.
With a mere thought, thousands of purple swords emerged from the void, piercing through space.
Puff puff puff!
Accompanied by the sound of swords piercing flesh, Tang Si's Dao body was brutally torn apart by Mu Changqing and hung in the sky.
"Cough, cough, Brother Mu... please spare me. I was wrong, I am Gou Dan!"
Tang Si wailed in pain, begging pitifully.
Looking at Mu Changqing approaching from the towering violet flames, his heart was filled with extreme fear, and his body trembled.
Mu Changqing's figure flickered, appearing before Tang Si. His eyes were calm, like still water, no longer stirred by the familiar voice.
"Gou Dan, remember to say hello to the villagers."
Mu Changqing slowly extended his right hand, and in Tang Si's terrified gaze, it fell upon his head.
Crack!
Blood splattered, violet flames consumed.
Tang Si completely perished, his soul unable to escape.
Mu Changqing turned around and looked down at the town, which resembled a purple purgatory.
In that courtyard, a slender figure remained, pitifully wailing.
"My path has just begun. Even if the worlds are my enemies, I will not fear."
As he spoke, the violet flames completely engulfed the entire town, obliterating all traces.