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When she killed those who deserved to die, she used too much of the Sword Intent of Annihilation. Even if she only used a tiny bit to kill one person, with so many people piled up, it would be enough to kill Lin Qinghe.

We need to get to our destination quickly, as this body is reaching its limit.

After arriving on the sea, Lin Qinghe quickly absorbed the spiritual energy around him. The water in the sea was rich in spiritual energy. Lin Qinghe absorbed it while converting it into gold spiritual power in his body.

Regardless of the fact that his body couldn't bear it, Lin Qinghe used forbidden techniques to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and gathered it into his dry Dantian. The meridians in his body were stretched by the large amount of spiritual energy and had many cracks. Lin Qinghe just frowned slightly.

After blocking her five senses, she used her spiritual energy to fly forward faster on the sword.

With Lin Qinghe's extremely fast speed, the journey that originally took a day was compressed into two hours. At noon, she finally arrived above the island country.

It should be here. Lin Qinghe flew above the sky on his sword.

0038 suddenly couldn't help but say, "During World War II, on August 1945 and , , the United States dropped two atomic bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan."

"Well, what do you want to say?" Lin Qinghe raised his eyebrows.

"What I mean is that, host, you are more terrifying than an atomic bomb." 0038 has now anticipated what Lin Qinghe will do.

Facts have proved that justice may be late, but justice is never absent.

Lin Qinghe's arrival brought justice forward.

She was madly running forbidden techniques in her body, and the golden spiritual power slowly gathered from her body to the sword.

Once you start practicing the forbidden technique "The End", there is no possibility of stopping. In addition to being able to increase your practice speed exponentially, it also contains a technique that gathers all the strength in your body into a final blow.

After injecting all the spiritual energy in her body into the sword in her hand, Lin Qinghe shouted, and the sword with the sword intent of annihilation slashed fiercely towards the island country under her!

"Three thousand ashes of setting sun, the end!"

This sword slashed down and actually cut the ground beneath her straight in half!

All creatures, whether living or dead, that were contaminated by the sword of annihilation lost their lives instantly.

Nirvana, all living things will go to destruction, and dead things will also go to the final process of dissipation.

"Host, destroying a place will leave a big cause and effect!" 0038 was shocked and puzzled, "Why are you so impulsive? What if you are marked as a sin by this world?"

"They will die eventually. I just gave them a ride. How can it be called a crime?" Lin Qinghe looked at the island country that was split in half by her, and her black eyes dimmed a little.

She wiped the blood from her mouth and laughed evilly, "Sin Seal?"

She swung out the sword a few more times, destroying the land into pieces before stopping. With these swings, Lin Qinghe managed to carve out the word "sin".

"When they decide to invade other countries, they should think about the cycle of cause and effect. After all, the law of the jungle is what they believe in, isn't it?" Now she, Lin Qinghe, is the strongest cultivator in the world!

Since they want to invade others so much, they should first clean up their own fragmented selves, Lin Qinghe coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.

She wielded the sword and flew quickly in the direction she came from, leaving without looking back.

"Cough cough..." Lin Qinghe spit out a few blood clots and some broken internal organs. He clenched his hands and flew even faster.

She couldn't, couldn't let Mingzhuke die in a foreign land...

Going back to my home...

Fortunately, Lin Qinghe blocked his five senses, so he could not feel the pain and discomfort in his body for the time being.

We are almost in Shanghai...

Lin Qinghe's hair was completely white, and her body was gradually aging. By the time she reached the beach, she was no longer able to fly with her sword.

Fortunately, fortunately I am back.

"Let...let Mingzhu come out...and tell him that the mission is accomplished." Lin Qinghe, who had spit out a few more mouthfuls of blood, lay on the beach, his hands weakly trying to support his body which was about to run out of vitality.

"Let him take one last look... here..." After vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood, Lin Qinghe with bloodshot eyes was taken back to the system space by 0038.

"This world mission has been completed—"

"The host is leaving the world——"

"Escape from success—"

When Mingzhu opened his eyes again, he saw the blue sky and felt the salty sea breeze blowing in his ears.

The pain of his meridians being torn apart and the rapid aging of his body made him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to roll around.

But now he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

Mingzhu sighed in his heart. He looked at the blue sky and his pupils gradually blurred.

He really wants to go home and see his master and senior brothers again. If he had known that when the senior who helped him fulfill his wish asked him to come out... he would have listened and come out.

But he really changed his fate once, and he made his master and senior brother survive...

Let the people of Nanjing survive...

If he died like this, the waves would carry him back into the sea when the tide came in, right?

In fact, he wanted to be buried in Qingcheng Mountain in Nanjing...

This is good too, at least the master and the others don't know he's dead, so they can still remember him...

"Mingzhu...Mingzhu? My apprentice..."

Mingzhu's pupils were dilated and his eyes lit up, but then quickly dimmed. He thought to himself, how could this be possible...

Taoist Priest Yangui, who had been traveling for three days and three nights, ran towards the beach in a panic with a compass in his hand.

When Taoist Master Yangui saw Mingzhu, a man with a head full of white hair and older than him, standing on the beach, he paused.

When he rushed over, his trembling hands touched Mingzhu's wrinkled face. He murmured in disbelief, "How is it possible..."

His little disciple Mingzhu is the youngest... and most talented... in the Taoist temple.

"Master...I did it."

This was the last sentence Mingzhu said before his eyes completely lost their light.

"My disciple..." Perhaps there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, Taoist Yangui was so grief-stricken that he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

After kneeling on the ground for a long time, Taoist Yangui finally moved. He tidied up Mingzhu's messy clothes, bent down, carried Mingzhu on his back, and walked towards Qingcheng Mountain step by step.

"Master will take you home."

Along the way, Taoist Yangui kept talking to himself.

"You bastard, didn't I tell you before? What does the chaos in the world have to do with you? What dynasty hasn't had chaos?"

"Speaking of which, this is still my fault. Why did I say those words when I was teaching you Taoism?"

"Master has already cast a fortune, and you are the only one who is doomed... There is no solution."

He walked and talked along the way with Mingzhu, and after three days they finally arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain.

Taoist Priest Yangui found a good place in the back mountain. Although he was not good at feng shui, he still figured out a good place and buried Mingzhu there.

The flames of the lit candles in the Taoist temple flickered and caught the eyes of Taoist Yangui, but he never wanted the candles to go out again.