Chapter 1910: Two People Who Suddenly Appeared in 2009

"I’m afraid it’s still not sufficient. Though your Divine Sense is strong, your cultivation is not enough. Unless you reach the Qi Cultivation Realm, practicing this Divine Art will be harmful rather than beneficial," Ye Lanfeng shook his head and said.

With those few words, his figure became increasingly ethereal and vague. Clearly, with his level of cultivation, performing this Divine Art was exceptionally taxing and couldn’t be sustained for long.

"Han Yan, the spirit messaging consumes too much. I can’t talk with you much longer. Remember, on the Divine Continent, unless your Priest Divine Technique reaches a Sword Dao Cultivation comparable to the Great Sword Master Peak, you must not use it lightly again." After he said this, Ye Lanfeng’s figure completely vanished from Mu Hanyan’s mind.

"Lan Feng, take care, I’ll wait for you," Mu Hanyan said affectionately in her heart.

All the hostility, the urge for destruction, and thoughts of slaughter vanished completely, and a gentle smile reappeared on her face.

"Han Yan, you’re okay now!" Seeing the change in her expression, Ling Baobao exclaimed in delight.

Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren, and others also rushed over. Seeing the clarity return to Mu Hanyan’s eyes, they all breathed a long sigh, their joy evident.

"Ling Baobao, thank you," Mu Hanyan looked at Ling Baobao and said seriously.

With her Spirit Platform clearing up, the previous events replayed vividly before her eyes.

Although Ye Lanfeng sensed her dire situation through Angang’s perception and used that spirit messaging technique to awaken her consciousness, Ling Baobao’s efforts deeply moved her as well.

She knew very well how perilous the situation had been for Ling Baobao at the time. If she had executed that sword slash, even with the Overlord Dragon Armor protecting him, Ling Baobao would’ve likely had little chance of survival.

Fortunately, his persistence didn’t awaken her but did stir something deep within her heart—her attachment to family and friendship—causing the sword to pause momentarily. It was during that fleeting time that Ye Lanfeng managed to awaken her.

Mu Hanyan felt that if it weren’t for the emotional impact Ling Baobao had on her, Ye Lanfeng might not have been able to awaken her so swiftly. Without Ling Baobao’s call that wagered his life, she probably would’ve made an irreversible mistake.

"No problem, it’s good that you’re okay." Ling Baobao smiled, relieved.

Taking advantage of Mu Hanyan’s momentary pause, the bandits, who escaped with their lives by sheer luck, swarmed out of the city.

"Master Priest..." Shen Yuhe hesitated as she glanced at the fleeing bandits.

Seeing Huayu City, which had only recently regained some prosperity, destroyed in the blaze, she naturally hated those bandits to the core, wishing to shatter them into pieces. But Mu Hanyan’s recent carnage was terrifying, making her fear Mu Hanyan would again lose her reason if she acted.

"Let them go," Mu Hanyan sighed and said.

Although letting the bandits escape like this left Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe, and others somewhat unwilling, since Mu Hanyan had spoken, no one said more. Compared to Mu Hanyan, the fate of the bandits seemed insignificant. Mu Hanyan’s likeness to the death god moments ago had truly scared them. As long as nothing happened to Mu Hanyan, letting the bandits go didn’t matter.

Thinking this, Shen Yuhe waved her hand to stop others from pursuing.

Just as they stopped the pursuit, Mu Hanyan staggered and nearly fell to the ground. Her face was so pale, as if all her strength had been drained away.

"Han Yan!" Sikong Qinglan and others were shocked, quickly stepping forward to support Mu Hanyan.

They then understood that Mu Hanyan’s decision to let the bandits go wasn’t entirely intentional. The fierce battle with Mo Jiu had severely depleted her Primordial Energy, leaving her without the strength to continue fighting.

Their minds no longer concerned about the bandits’ fate, they worriedly watched Mu Hanyan, fearing any hidden dangers.

By utilizing the Destruction Sword Dao, Mu Hanyan’s power once again transcended the Divine Continent’s Law limits, her body’s self-healing ability also multiplied. That already devastated black arrow had long been expelled, and the wounds were completely healed. At least from the surface, no sign of injury was visible, not even a scar.

However, whether swordsman or priest, ordinary physical injuries are trivial. What is terrifying is internal injuries. If the meridians or Qi Sea suffer heavy blows, that’s deadliest. If the Cultivation foundation is harmed, for many cultivators, they’d rather be dead.

"Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious, just exhaustion," Mu Hanyan reassured, not wanting them to worry.

Actually, it wasn’t as simple as exhaustion. With the Spirit Platform compromised, uncontrollably employing the Destruction Sword Dao, her body’s potential was pushed to the limit. If not for the final trickle of Spiritual Power and Qi flowing slowly within her Heart Meridian, she feared she might also overextend herself like Tang Bufan once did, exhausting her potential without any hope of further cultivation.

Concentrating Inner Vision confirmed to Mu Hanyan that her situation wasn’t that dire. As long as this trickle of Spiritual Power and Qi existed, like a never-drying spring, her cultivation wouldn’t be affected, just recovery would be slow, taking three to five months to regain her full strength.

This was also why Mu Hanyan had to let the bandits go. Their fleeing like defeated dogs was entirely due to fear of her earlier ruthless slaughter. In terms of actual combat power, they were much stronger than the priest guards and citizens of Huayu City.

As the saying goes, never chase a desperate foe. Truly corner them into a last stand, with herself unable to act, Huayu City would suffer even greater losses.

In moments, thousands of surviving bandits had reached the city gate.

Seeing them about to escape Huayu City, the priests and citizens bit their teeth in hatred. They could see the Master’s Priest’s anomaly was too apparent now, knowing their strength wouldn’t hold the bandits back, chasing them would mean a pointless death, and none acted hastily.

At that moment, two men appeared at the city gate.

The leader was tall and incredibly stern, seeming middle-aged, yet possessing a weathered look from enduring life. His gaze swept over the faces of all in the city, finally resting on Mu Hanyan’s face, furrowing his brows slightly.

A young man stood beside him, slightly bowed, appearing extremely respectful but looking remarkably alarmed.

"Move!" The bandits, about to dash through the gate to escape, roared together, brandishing blades and swords, riding the Red Charcoal Cloud Smoke Beasts toward the pair.

Just as Mu Hanyan expected, these bandits were terrified by her but retained their inherent brutality and savagery. Cornered completely, they’d surely exhibit undying courage in a desperate battle.

And in their eyes, these two men were undoubtedly their final obstacle to escaping death’s grip. To break through this obstacle and seize their last chance for survival, they even unleashed stronger and more resolute combat readiness and murderous intent than before.

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