137: Chapter 137 They've all been killed!

"You flower demon, have you truly forgotten the rules of Taiyue Mountain?"

Lady Hua shifted her gaze. Upon hearing the word "rules," the lazy Aura about her vanished instantly, replaced by a cold, murderous intent.

"Rules? Is it because of these damn rules that my Yao Race should be killed by you Human Race? That we should be insulted and treated like livestock by you?"

It was easy to see.

Her chilling voice echoed across the Mass Grave, making everyone's eardrums ache.

This sentence struck straight at Lady Hua's heart. The murderous intent in her eyes was on the verge of erupting. Her pale green dress fluttered loudly despite the lack of wind, and the fluctuations of Demon Power around her body spread outward like a tide, pressing down so hard that the gravel on the ground trembled slightly.

"My Yao Race has lived in Taiyue Mountain for as long as you Human Race have been oppressing us! In the trial thirty years ago, how many of my Yao Race kin died! Have you ever asked how we felt!"

Tears welled up in Lady Hua's eyes—it was sorrow, yet also rage.

The surrounding Cultivators were awed by her Aura; their legs were shaking, their lips were trembling, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

Grand Elder Xuanfengzi saw that things were going wrong. His expression was terrifyingly gloomy. Leaning on his xuantian mirror, he stared at Lady Hua with eyes like a hawk. He remained silent for a moment before speaking, his voice cold and hard as iron.

"Inner Sect Elder Han Song, go!!"

Inner Sect Elder Han Song acted as if he had been granted an amnesty, hurriedly leading the Disciples of the Xuanyi Sect toward Long City.

Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan was still stubborn at this moment. He puffed out his chest, releasing his second-turn Golden Core Aura to contend with Lady Hua's murderous intent, his voice cold and hard as iron: "Fine, very fine! We shall meet again in five years!"

He turned around, intending to take those two or three Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and leave.

Gold Core Elder Liu Huan also climbed up from the ground, clutching her face. The young female Cultivator from the Luoxia Sect supported her, also preparing to leave.

Just then, from behind, the Iron-Backed Bear King's bronze bell-sized eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said in a muffled voice:

"My Lady, since we have already torn off the mask, why not just keep them here? Kill them all, and no one will know!"

The moment the Iron-Backed Bear King finished speaking, Grand Elder Xuanfengzi's body stiffened violently, and a chill rushed straight to his brain. "Bad."

Grand Elder Xuanfengzi's face turned deathly pale in an instant. Cold sweat streamed down his cheeks, and the hand holding the xuantian mirror was trembling.

He turned his head abruptly, staring at the Iron-Backed Bear King with eyes like a hawk, then looked at Lady Hua, his voice hoarse and urgent: "Run! Run!"

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed Inner Sect Elder Han Song by the collar, using his Golden Core power to lift everyone up, and retreated violently, flying toward Long City.

"Boom!" But just as Grand Elder Xuanfengzi turned around, a terrifying fluctuation of Demon Power exploded from within Lady Hua, spreading outward like a tide.

That Demon Power was as deep as an abyss, pressing down until the gravel on the ground turned into powder, pressing down until the air itself solidified.

Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan was a beat too slow. His body stiffened violently, a chill rushed straight to his brain, and he whipped his head around.

Lady Hua was no longer where she had been.

"You!" Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan's pupils shrank violently. Before he could finish his sentence, Lady Hua had already appeared before him. Her pale green dress fluttered before his eyes, her bare feet stepped on the gravel, and the silhouette of flower petals at the edges of her eyes flickered in the moonlight.

She raised her hand; her jade-like hand had slender fingers, but what Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan felt was not beauty, but death.

Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan was, after all, a second-turn Golden Core Cultivator; his reaction was extremely fast. He kicked off the ground violently, retreated rapidly, and at the same time waved his right hand, drawing his natal spirit sword from behind his back.

"Slash!" "Swish!" The sword light was like a stream of silk, carving a sharp arc through the air, carrying a heaven-soaring Sword Intent as it struck straight toward Lady Hua.

Wherever the Sword Intent passed, the air was torn apart, emitting sharp whistling sounds, and the gravel on the ground was plowed into a deep trench by the wind pressure brought by the Sword Qi.

This sword strike condensed his life's cultivation and was enough to kill a Cultivator of the same rank.

Lady Hua didn't even lift an eyelid. She raised her jade hand, palm facing forward, and pushed gently. Boundless Demon Power surged from her palm, advancing forward like a tide.

The Demon Power collided with the Sword Qi without a roar. The heaven-soaring Sword Intent that Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan had condensed was like paper in front of the Demon Power, shattering bit by bit.

"What!" Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan's pupils shrank violently. He wanted to recall his spirit sword, but it was already too late.

Lady Hua's figure pushed forward, her jade hand reached out, and her five fingers gently grasped the natal spirit sword. The sword body trembled violently in her hand, emitting a shrill humming sound, as if it were wailing, or perhaps begging for mercy.

Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan's spiritual sense was connected to the spirit sword. The moment Lady Hua grasped the blade, his spiritual sense shattered bit by bit, as if someone were taking a hammer and smashing it against his mind, blow by blow.

"Waaah!" He let out a miserable scream, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Lady Hua held the spirit sword, expressionless, and slashed backhanded. The sword light flashed, so fast that it was almost impossible for the naked eye to see. "Pfft!!"

Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan's body stiffened violently. He looked down at his chest, where there was a thin bloodstain extending from his shoulder all the way to his abdomen. "Demoness, you are mad!!"

After the strike, Lady Hua did not stop. Gold Core Elder Liu Huan's face was as pale as paper. She watched Gold Core Elder Zhou Yuanshan's corpse fall into a pool of blood, and then watched Lady Hua standing in the moonlight holding the spirit sword; in her heart, there was only one thought: run.

She turned around abruptly. Just as her Golden Core power was about to circulate and before she could take a step, Lady Hua had already teleported and appeared before her.

Gold Core Elder Liu Huan's pupils shrank violently. Her mouth opened, wanting to say something, but Lady Hua did not give her the chance. She raised her hand, her jade-like hand, and pressed down gently. "Bang!!"

A force of a thousand jun slammed down, and Gold Core Elder Liu Huan's face made intimate contact with the ground. Gravel splashed, dust flew, and the ground was smashed into a shallow pit.

Gold Core Elder Liu Huan's head was buried in the gravel, blood streaming down her cheeks, staining the soil beneath her red. She struggled desperately, her hands clawing wildly at the ground, her fingernails breaking, dripping with blood, but Lady Hua's hand pressed onto the back of her head, motionless, like a great mountain.

"Hum!" Lady Hua's Demon Power rippled. "Ah!!" Gold Core Elder Liu Huan immediately let out a hiss of agony. Her body began to tremble, and the blood vessels beneath her skin bulged one by one, like twisted snakes writhing under her skin.

Then, a cut split open in her skin, and a tender green sprout drilled out from the wound, swaying in the moonlight. "No!!" Gold Core Elder Liu Huan's scream was even more shrill, but Lady Hua still did not speak, her hand pressing on the back of her head remaining motionless.

The tender sprout grew larger and larger, faster and faster, from one sprout to two, from two to four, from four to countless.

Flowers bloomed from the tips of the sprouts—red, white, yellow, purple—colorful and swaying gracefully in the moonlight.

Gold Core Elder Liu Huan's body withered bit by bit under the erosion of the flowers; her skin dried up, her muscles vanished, and her bones weathered away. Her flesh and blood were absorbed by the flowers, turning into nutrients, while her soul was imprisoned by the flowers... A few breaths later, Gold Core Elder Liu Huan's body had completely disappeared.