From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

This was her husband\'s vengeance, and her word would be the final say.

As Jiang Ling\'s voice fell, the hands of every soldier in the Nine Heavens Corps were gripping their sword hilts, ready to unsheathe their longswords for justice at a single command from Mu Huanqing.

"Xia Fu Lan... today you must die!"

Mu Huanqing\'s entire being turned into a blaze of silver light, unleashing the full power of all the pills she had consumed at once.

"Those who block me! Forgive my heartlessness at old affections! Even if you\'re one of my kind, be ready to lose your head!!"

With the fall of Mu Huanqing\'s voice, the Nine Heavens Corps in the sky drew their swords and rose, their sword cries enveloping the heavens.

Xia Fu Lan was overwhelmed with panic at this.

"Mu Huanqing! You are slaughtering your own kin! The entire Mu Family will be despised for generations because of you!" screamed Xia Fu Lan in terror.

"Kill!"

Mu Huanqing soared into the sky.

Xia Mo lay on the ground, drained of strength to intervene, while Xia Yuntian silently closed his eyes beside him, deciding not to stop the inevitable; Xia Fu Lan deserved to die.

He simply hoped that the innocent disciples might survive, under the protection fought for by the Central Army.

Chaos unfolded in the sky.

The Nine Heavens Corps, clad in silver, and the black-robed Nightfall Organization, mingled together as they surged toward the innumerable troops of the Central Area.

Watching their kin draw swords and rush forward, a group of generals from the Central Area stood still, not lifting a finger.

The human casualties were already too great, and they couldn\'t perpetuate this bloodshed among themselves.

From their standpoint, although they were supposed to protect Xia Fu Lan, they had said what they needed to say, but this battle was not theirs to join.

Catching sight of the Nine Heavens Corps and Nightfall Organization\'s charge, a soldier in the front row suddenly discarded his weapon and turned, plummeting to the ground, no longer willing to witness the death of any more of his kind.

As the first soldier threw down his weapon, it was as if he had hit a switch. Immediately after, countless soldiers behind him also cast aside their weapons, descending from the sky, no longer putting up resistance.

"You! You all are trying to murder us!"

Xia Fu Lan, watching the soldiers in front of her desert the fight, one by one, had eyes bulging with bloodshot terror as she frantically grabbed a soldier\'s arm, bellowing, "Hold them back! Go and hold them back! They\'re breaking the law! Can\'t you see!!"

Yet no matter how furiously she roared, the soldier remained indifferent, pushing away her hand, dropping his weapon, and leaving the sky.

"Useless! Is the whole Central Army useless!!" Xia Fu Lan shouted, "Or are all of you in conspiracy? Planning to destroy our Tiandao Sword Sect!?"

Song Mobei and a few other Tiandao Sword Sect disciples, seeing this, quickly distanced themselves from Xia Fu Lan. Even though they were disciples of the Sword Sect, it was Xia Fu Lan whom the Nightfall Organization and the Nine Heavens Corps were after, not them.

Noticing Song Mobei and a few disciples rapidly withdrawing from her, Xia Fu Lan was stunned.

"Senior brother... you too are abandoning me..."

Xia Fu Lan stood dumbfounded for a moment before hurriedly chasing after Song Mobei, "Senior brother! Have you forgotten! You said you would protect me for a lifetime! Why are you abandoning me!"

Seeing Xia Fu Lan approaching, Song Mobei reacted as if he had seen a frightful creature, quickly activating his cultivation technique and striking out at Xia Fu Lan with his palm.

"Get away! Don\'t come closer!"

With a palm strike sending Xia Fu Lan recoiling, Song Mobei and the others sped towards the innermost recesses of the Tiandao Sword Sect\'s valley even more swiftly. That was where the rest of the Sword Sect\'s disciples were.

He couldn\'t believe that Xia Mo would actually let Mu Huanqing wipe out the entire Tiandao Sword Sect, could he?

"Senior brother..."

Struck by Song Mobei\'s palm, Xia Fu Lan was completely dazed.

Song Mobei had actually abandoned her!

The Song Mobei who was always so good to her had slapped her back at this critical moment! He wanted her dead!?

"Song Mobei! You dog!"

In midair, Xia Fu Lan\'s cursing spread throughout the entire sky.

Shick!

Before she could even let out a second curse, a silver longspear pierced through her chest from behind.

Pain! Agonizing pain!

"Ahh!!!"

Xia Fu Lan cried out from the pain, looking at the longspear in her chest, then at Mu Huanqing behind her, her face was twisted with expression.

"Mu Huanqing! Even if I die, don\'t think you can get away clean!" Xia Fu Lan viciously glared at Mu Huanqing, compressing her words to a whisper with spiritual energy, and sent it into Mu Huanqing\'s ears.

Immediately after, Xia Fu Lan started yelling out loud, "Mu Huanqing! You\'re murdering me! I have not betrayed our kind! You\'re murdering one of your own!"

Even to her death, she was still trying to tarnish Mu Huanqing, not believing that the dirt she spewed with her life would be disbelieved by everyone.

Even if most people didn\'t believe it, from henceforth, there would always be someone who remembered Mu Huanqing as having killed someone who proclaimed their innocence to the end.

"Do you think I care?" Mu Huanqing twisted the longspear in her hand, tearing at Xia Fu Lan\'s flesh, causing her to cry out in even more agony.

At this moment, Mu Huanqing\'s eyes were as dull as a corpse\'s. Xia Fu Lan, looking into those eyes, suddenly felt very angry. To her death, she wanted to upset Mu Huanqing, but why did Mu Huanqing look like this now?

"Not only do I want to kill you, but I will also kill all of your fellow disciples. I intend to massacre the innocent," each word from Mu Huanqing fell like venom in Xia Fu Lan\'s ears.

Xia Fu Lan thought that the filth she had thrown would stain Mu Huanqing for a lifetime, but she hadn\'t expected that Mu Huanqing was determined enough to plunge into the sea of blood and not care about all this.

"You! Ah... I was wrong..."

Xia Fu Lan\'s hands grasped the longspear through her chest, which was getting closer and closer to her heart. The fear of death filled her mind; she was scared.

"Mu Huanqing! I was wrong! Spare me!!"

Xia Fu Lan, born with a silver spoon, had never faced such fear, for she was pampered by many over even a scratch.

This feeling of fear, it was her second time experiencing it—the first was during the duel with Fang Ren, who truly intended to kill her back then.

"Mu Huanqing! I can give you anything! I can help you with anything! Just spare my life! From now on, I will never dare to trouble you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the longspear suddenly pierced her heart.

"Why... even though... even though I had already admitted my wrongs..." Xia Fu Lan\'s body stiffened in midair.

"His life, you can\'t afford to give," Mu Huanqing replied.

Mu Huanqing twisted the longspear in her hand, and the next moment blood sprayed, Xia Fu Lan completely vanished from the world.

In midair, Mu Huanqing\'s cheek was once again splattered with a few drops of blood, but this time, it was human blood, not that of a Void beast.