THE FAIRIES I FLIRTED WITH IN THE GAME BECAME REAL?!

On the bloody and tumultuous peak of Celestial Capital, chaos lay everywhere.

The fierce battle had finally come to an end.

Combatants on both sides, with unparalleled Sword Intent and violent blood qi soaring into the sky, even scattered the demonic clouds above.

Now that the fight was over, Celestial Capital Peak was dead silent, with not even the cawing of birds to be heard.

The once lush and towering ancient trees of Celestial Capital Peak were now nothing but bare earth and stones, the landscape scarred and ravaged.

The vast Celestial Capital Peak had been shortened by a good measure after the battle, the entire mountain had a layer of soil shorn off.

And this was merely the destruction caused by the aftereffects of the battle.

Martial Trust King Lu Chen, his body drained of blood qi and as thin as a stick, now sat stiffly amid the ruins of the battlefield atop Celestial Capital Peak.

At this moment, he had exhausted all his blood qi and could not even muster the strength to move a finger.

However, Li Muyang and his two companions still hovered in the distance, watching without approaching.

Watching the trio under the setting sun, Martial Trust King Lu Chen’s aged face squeezed out a smile of helpless resignation.

“Heh… truly worthy of the legendary cultivator without a name.”

Martial Trust King weakly closed his eyes and murmured, “Every punch and kick I threw, every move I made, was anticipated in advance and neutralized.”

“Even when I burned my blood qi, fighting with everything I had, each strike was like hitting cotton, yielding no feedback or results.”

“To be sure, one who could escape unscathed from the Evil God-infested Ancient Resentment Well is indeed a mysterious cultivator.”

Martial Trust King continued to whisper, “…Your Majesty, this old servant is powerless, unable to protect you through the remaining journey.”

With a bitter sigh, Martial Trust King exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air.

And with this breath, all signs of life left him.

The moment the turbid air left his chest, the proud head of Martial Trust King Lu Chen drooped powerlessly.

This formidable figure, who had earned great fame fighting for the empire in the south and the north, now bowed his head and passed away on Celestial Capital Peak.

The setting sun cast its glow on his body, while his pale, silvery hair hung down, his face lined with age bore no more dignity.

Like a breathless statue, he merged with the blood-red sunset.

Witnessing this scene, the young girl Nie Yubing and the Glass Fairy, Chu Qingxue, could not help but be moved.

“Old Prince…”

“Senior Lu…”

Both were touched by a hint of sorrow under the setting sun.

Although he was a formidable enemy they had to face, Martial Trust King Lu Chen had a great reputation throughout the Tianyuan Continent.

A rare paragon of loyalty in the imperial court.

Now, seeing the old Prince die exhausted in battle, they both felt a touch of sadness.

Li Muyang, on the other hand, was unaffected.

He was not from Tianyuan Continent, and had no sentimental filters for this old Prince.

Moreover, the Prince made it sound easy, as if Li Muyang had him thoroughly under control and had casually crushed him.

But this “casual” crushing was achieved through repeated fatal revivals and loading from saved points.

Now that he had finally defeated the powerful boss, Martial Trust King Lu Chen, Li Muyang let out a breath and said, “Let’s go, we’ll kill the emperor in Ancient Wall County.”

The ultimate mission in a sky devoid of heaven, was to kill the emperor in Ancient Wall County.

Martial Trust King Lu Chen was just a gate-keeping boss, the emperor was the true target.

Li Muyang rose to his feet and flew off towards the distant Ancient Wall County.

Now that the Emperor’s demon spirit army had all been dispatched to fend off the sword cultivators of the Mysterious Sword Sect, the defenses around the Emperor were incredibly weak.

This was the perfect opportunity for Li Muyang to “chop down the boss.”

Otherwise, once the demon spirit army surged forth, with their numbers in the millions, even the True Man of Green Leaves would probably have to flee in panic.

In this world, for cultivators, even the topmost cultivators, it was very difficult to achieve unparalleled strength in the midst of millions of demon spirits—most of whom were not very strong.

Under such circumstances, seizing the opportunity to carry out a decapitation strike was of utmost importance.

Li Muyang and his two companions took off into the sky, heading for Ancient Wall County.

This place was originally a county city, but when Li Muyang and his group flew over where the county would have been, they found that the vast Ancient Wall County had vanished without a trace.

In place of the county city was a bare, gigantic loess plateau.

The loess plateau, stretching over dozens of miles, stood tall in the middle of the plains, resembling a mountain that had risen abruptly from the ground—an incredibly majestic sight.

Atop the plateau, ancient symbols and charms were densely inscribed.

Pole after pole of pitch-black banners were arrayed across the plateau; seen from a distance, the rows of violently flapping banners under the setting sun looked like fierce guards, coldly waiting for the arrival of their enemies.

“…This is the array the Emperor uses to transform mortals into demon spirits.”

The Glazed Fairy, looking down from above, frowned and said, “The Emperor intends to use his sorcery here to transform demon spirits once again!”

As Li Muyang and the rest flew deeper over the plateau, they sighted several people trapped in cages, their expressions dull and numb.

Groups of demon spirits, holding paper and pens, constantly moved among these cages, continuously taking notes and tallying something.

Li Muyang and Nie Yubing watched, puzzled.

The Glazed Fairy, however, knew a little more.

She looked down at the chaos below and said expressionlessly,

“Apart from that one time in the capital, for the second transformation of demon spirits, the Emperor has been meticulously choosing his subjects.”

“A long time ago, he had ordered people to register and identify citizens eligible to be transformed into demon spirits to be taken to his kingdom on the surface.”

“These people in the cages below were not randomly brought in; they were essentially dragged here with their families, having been approved by the Emperor.”

Chu Qingxue’s words left Li Muyang somewhat speechless.

Looking down at the chaos below, he shook his head, wordlessly.

“…This damned Emperor, he’s quite the perfectionist.”

“But what’s the meaning of his selection?”

Those transformed into demon spirits still possess their memories and bodies from before, but their internal character has completely changed, and their souls altered, becoming cruel and bloodthirsty.

These new demon spirits are merely a bunch of monsters with human memories.

The part of them that was human died the moment they were transformed into demon spirits.

Such conduct by the Emperor seemed irrational in Li Muyang’s eyes.

He, along with Chu Qingxue and Nie Yubing, flew across the plateau, pressing forward and heading straight for the center of the vast high platform.

All of the demon spirits they encountered along the way did not attack them or try to stop them.

The demon spirits busily registering and tallying on the ground seemed as if they didn’t see the three of them flying overhead.

Just like that, Li Muyang and his two companions landed at the center of the plateau.

Here was the core of the entire array, where the Emperor, robed in imperial garments and with demonic energy skyrocketing, was standing.

He stood on the high platform, watching the uninvited guests below with a cold gaze, and said,

“We finally meet, the legendary immortal ‘Wu Ming’…”

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