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Originally according to Yan Wenmo's plan, she had to deal with the fallen god as quickly as possible, and then dismantle the formations of Qianyang Sect and White Horse Temple, allowing those mortals to come out and continue their lives, but this plan was ruined by others.

It was Xiaoyaozi who used the communication symbol to notify her to go back. His tone was serious, his expression was solemn, and his voice was full of sternness and rare seriousness. He said that there was something he needed her to deal with.

Since it was her fourth uncle who notified her, Yan Wenmo could only hurry back. Even Yun Feidu and Yun Pudu were ordered by her to go back, lest they stay outside for too long and get into trouble.

After the experience of the past two days, she also discovered something unusual, that is, there are fewer and fewer Fallen Gods with weaker strength, while there are more and more Fallen Gods with stronger strength.

This was very strange, because except for her, Jiang Wenbai, Ouyang Xian, Xuanyuan Jing, Shangguan Zhi, Zhao Wenlong and Xie Xiaofeng, all the other cultivators who came out to eliminate the Fallen God were kept in Qianyang Sect and were not allowed to go out.

But even so, the number of fallen gods they could kill was limited, but now, those with weaker strength disappeared extremely quickly, which made Yan Wenmo wonder, are there gods killing each other? !

Perhaps this is possible. After all, if they can betray even the humans they once tried so hard to protect, what else can they not betray?

The so-called bottom line?! Morality?! To the devil, these rules and regulations are just a bunch of random words. It is simply a pipe dream to ask them to abide by them.

Therefore, it is not impossible to kill people around him, but... it is inexplicable. Just this speculation makes Yan Wenmo shudder.

Suddenly, she thought of Chi Weiming and his experiences, and then when comparing them with the fallen gods, she inexplicably felt that Chi Weiming could still be saved, but these fallen gods were truly hopeless.

Sure enough, there is no harm without comparison. Even though Chi Weiming, whom Yan Wenmo hated to the core at the beginning, seems less hateful compared to these fallen gods, but if he had to do it again, Yan Wenmo would still choose to let Chi Weiming die.

There are some things that you have to bear the consequences for once you do them, just like these fallen gods. When they abandon all living beings and pursue their own selfish ends, they have to bear the consequences of being abandoned by all living beings.

Yan Wenmo and his party hurried back to Qianyang Sect. Now Qianyang Sect was already overcrowded. Outside were the fallen gods who were eyeing them covetously, inside were the mortals who were trembling with fear. The cultivators were standing between the fallen gods and the mortals, like a protective wall, guarding those mortals inside.

Seeing Yan Wenmo coming back, before Yang Jin had time to speak, Xiaoyaozi pulled her over and asked in a deep voice:

"Have you ever been back to the Yan family?!"

The question was inexplicable, but Yan Wenmo immediately understood what he meant. Almost instantly, her expression changed, and then she subconsciously clenched her fists, looking at those fallen gods with a cold expression, gritting her teeth and saying word by word:

"I see"

She looked across with stern brows. In her trance, she saw someone sitting very leisurely on an armchair, playing with two small balls in his hands out of boredom.

No one knew what the small ball was made of, but it looked filled with evil energy. Yan Wenmo knew that this person should be the leader of the fallen gods, so she stood directly in front of him.

Not sure if it was because he had become a fallen god, but that man’s handsome face was covered with hideous wounds, making him look weird and terrifying. He raised his eyes nonchalantly, and Yan Wenmo faintly felt a sense of pressure, not inferior to that of Gu Hansheng.

This is a strong enemy, Yan Wenmo suddenly thought of this sentence subconsciously. She looked at the man with a bad expression, but the fallen god looked at her casually.

After staring at Yan Wenmo for a long time, the fallen god casually handed the toy in his hand to the subordinate beside him, stood up lazily, pulled out a soul from a cloth bag with a smile, and said to Yan Wenmo with a smile:

"I heard that you still have parents and relatives in the mortal world, so I spent a little money to bring them here to reunite with you. If you know what's best for you, let me in. If you don't, I will kill them to pieces."

He spoke with great confidence, as if he was sure of victory. Yan Wenmo looked at the soul that was in danger and almost shattered in his hand. The murderous intent and madness in his eyes became more and more obvious, even on the verge of exploding.

That was her mother, or to be more precise, Yan Qingshuang's mother, and also the mother of the body she now occupied. She was held lightly in someone's hand, as if her soul would be shattered and dispersed in the next moment.

She didn't say anything, but her eyes looked at Yan Wenmo, who looked calm and composed, with extra love and pity. There was some reluctance in her, but more of a resoluteness in having made the decision.

She should have entered the cycle of reincarnation, she should have been reborn, she should have started over again, but she wanted to see her child, her daughter again, even if she had to stay in the old place of the Yan family as a ghost, she just wanted to see her again.

She wanted to know if she was living well?! Did she eat well and sleep well?! Was she hungry?! Was she bullied?! Was she married?! Was her husband good to her?! Did he treat her like a baby, and pamper her like she did.

She waited for a long time, but her daughter did not come back, from one or two months to one or two years. It was so long that she almost forgot what her daughter looked like. It was so long that she could be easily caught and used as a threat.

She didn't know who she would be used against?! She only knew that she was captured, and those people were not good people. He captured many ghosts who didn't want to reincarnate, just to threaten people.

The people being threatened may be their relatives, friends, loved ones, or even their masters and apprentices, but it doesn’t matter. They are all bargaining chips, and it depends on whether the other party dares to gamble.

But... no mother wants to become her child's weak point, or a tool for others to threaten her child, not to mention that she was once the daughter of a general, and what she has in her bones is to fight against violence and protect the people and defend her country.

Although she had never been to the battlefield, although her husband was only a prime minister, although her daughter was only a lady from a wealthy family, although she was only an ordinary woman and a mother, but... she was unwilling to become a tool for others to threaten her daughter, even if it meant death.

Without hesitation, she prepared to self-destruct her soul. Seeing her like this, Yan Wenmo pointed his face directly at Yun Feidu and shouted unceremoniously:

“Let him in”

As soon as these words came out, everything went silent. Instantly, everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to Yan Wenmo, as if they were surprised that she actually had such an idea. She actually let so many of them die for the sake of a soul? !

On their faces, there was shock, horror, fear, terror, and even sadness and despair.

Let the fallen gods in?! How is this different from asking for their lives?! So...so there is no one to protect mortals like them?!

Do they deserve to die? ! But why? ! Why should they die instead of those fallen gods? ! Is it because they are too weak and have no power to resist? !

"Are you crazy?! Yan Shisan, let him in, what will happen to these mortals?! You..."

The one who spoke was Ouyang Xian. He looked at Yan Wenmo with a look of disappointment on his face, but was covered by Jiang Wenbai's mouth and taken away. Shangguan Zhi looked at Yan Wenmo with a serious expression, while Xiaoyaozi looked at the soul of his brother's wife, which was gradually swelling up.

It seems that she wants to self-destruct her soul. It seems that she would rather die than become a burden to her daughter. She even wants to use self-destruction to hurt the Fallen God.

But before her plan could succeed, it was easily thwarted by the Fallen God, who even sealed her soul completely.