132: The Flower Language Sect was destroyed.

With the Formation suppressing him and his Cultivation Technique restricted, cold sweat streamed down Nalan Shu's forehead.

He felt his spiritual power surge backward into his dantian sea, and the overwhelming Aura Pressure made him feel as if he was shouldering a massive mountain, unable to move even half a step forward.

“Nalan Shu, prepare to die!”

Nalan Mingyue's eyes were ruthless as she swept her spear, aiming directly for Nalan Shu's heart.

Just as the two were about to plunge into an extreme situation.

“Uh~”

With a soft groan, the Aura Pressure on the Formation core where Lu Qinghuan stood was instantly lifted.

Immediately, Nalan Shu regained some mobility. At the moment the silver spear threatened his life, he raised his hand.

Boom~

After an explosive sound, Nalan Mingyue retreated three steps.

Nalan Shu's lips bled, and he also retreated several steps.

“Hmm?”

Feeling the imbalance in the Reverse Source Heavenly Net Formation, Nalan Mingyue couldn't help but glance towards Lu Qinghuan, her pupils filled with resentment.

She saw Lu Qinghuan, clutching her chest, slumped on the high platform pillar, her eyes tightly shut and her face contorted in pain.

“Qinghuan, what's wrong?”

Ren Tianxing, seeing Lu Qinghuan's unusual state, decisively withdrew from the Formation and leaped to her side, asking with concern.

“Husband, Flower Language Sect, something happened, I felt it... so painful...”

Lu Qinghuan stammered out a sentence, then suddenly grabbed Ren Tianxing's clothes.

“I must go back and take a look, otherwise I really won't be at ease.”

“Then I'll accompany you.”

With that, the two ignored the imperial dispute and immediately transformed into streaks of light, fleeing.

Seeing this, Nalan Mingyue immediately clenched her silver spear, her face filled with towering rage.

“Wind-Riding Wave-Surging!”

The moment she lost her focus, Nalan Shu decisively unleashed the Imperial Martial Treasure Codex.

A surge of clear Qi violently struck Nalan Mingyue from behind.

Clang~

The instant the palm and spear clashed, it caused an explosive shock within the inner court.

Nalan Shu, no longer suppressed by the Formation, used his Cultivation Technique to restrain her, forcing the Empress to retreat three steps.

“Go!”

With the crisis resolved, Nalan Shu had no intention of prolonged combat. He immediately transformed into a silver flash and vanished without a trace.

Nalan Mingyue put away her silver spear, standing alone with her hands behind her back, seemingly pondering something.

“Your Majesty...”

The other two Primordial Chaos Realm Late Stage Cultivators walked behind Nalan Mingyue and bowed, awaiting orders.

“Issue an edict to the entire city's Imperial Army: Prince Jing has rebelled and usurped the nation. Immediately seal off his residence,

and execute everyone connected to Nalan Shu. Regardless of gender, age, or status, show no mercy!”

“Yes!”

The two accepted the order and departed.

“Why did Lu Qinghuan have a problem at such a time? What exactly happened?”

“A misstep in strategy. This miscalculation means the difficulties I face will be even greater.”

Taking a deep breath, the Empress turned and walked out of the inner court. She needed enough time to ponder the problems she would face next.

The civil war in the Sacred Domain was now unavoidable... On the other side, the Flower Language Sect, once like an immortal realm on earth, was now drenched in scattered blood.

Only the female Disciples of the Qi Gathering Realm, seeing the scattered limbs of their fellow Sect members everywhere, were so shocked they lay on the ground, completely dumbfounded.

Beside her was the Senior Brother who was supposed to become her Dao Companion, but now only his head remained.

Just half an hour ago, Shen Lian declared the Sect's annihilation.

Then, a palm descended from the sky, instantly turning several Elders and others into dust.

Finally, only she remained, covered in blood, witnessing the entire Sect's destruction.

“Only you are left.”

Shen Lian, who had annihilated the entire Sect, lightly fanned his Folding Fan and approached her step by step.

“No, I don't want to die, I'm only nineteen, I don't want to die, I don't want to!”

The woman cried heartbrokenly, kowtowing repeatedly to Shen Lian, begging for mercy.

“Immortal Elder, please spare my life, I beg you.”

Shen Lian curled his lips: “You don't look like someone who would sacrifice everything for love right now. Is the love you speak of so cheap?”

The female Disciple shook her head: “The Sect Master said that we Disciples can love whomever we like, without needing to worry too much about worldly opinions.”

“Then you really listen to your Sect Master.”

Shen Lian smiled faintly.

“Since you believe love can enlighten the whole world, and one's life cannot lack love, then why shouldn't I fulfill your wish? So, prepare to die!”

“No, I don't want to die!”

The female Disciple cried hysterically, snot, tears, and saliva streaming out.

“Don't kill me, please, I want to live, I truly just want to live!”

The next moment, she could no longer utter a single word.

Shen Lian's palm strike descended, instantly turning her into a mist of blood.

He showed no mercy due to his opponent's pleas.

“Love can enlighten the world, what a huge joke. Lu Qinghuan, the Flower Language Sect falling to this state is entirely your own doing. Let me see if your love can shake Shen Lian's wrath!”

As his voice fell, the great dao human sovereign cauldron slowly emerged from his palm.

All lingering souls entered the Medicine Cauldron one by one, and accompanied by the tempering and baptism of the Great Dao True Fire, they emitted streaks of white Qi light.

A moment later, all the souls of the Flower Language Sect Disciples were completely purified, yielding only one grade eight tribulation crossing pill.

“All the Sect's souls combined, yet only yielded this one tribulation crossing pill. Lu Qinghuan, you are the most ridiculous Sect Founder I have ever seen!”

“Now, I'll just wait for you, this white-eyed wolf, to throw yourself into the net and face final judgment.”

With that, Shen Lian raised his hand to set up a Formation, then directly sat cross-legged on the spot, quietly waiting for Lu Qinghuan to walk into his trap... On the other side, Lin Yu was also continuously investigating clues about the murderer of Lin Qiuyang.

After a thorough search, he still couldn't find any traces.

However, Lin Yu was not in a hurry at all. He stood on Wuji Peak, fanning himself with a feather fan, gazing at the distant sea of clouds.

Behind him, Zither Maiden was anxious: “You're not planning to find the murderer? Don't forget you only have one month. If you can't produce the murderer after a month, how will you explain yourself?”

“Then let's do as I say.” Lin Yu said with a calm expression.

Zither Maiden: “What do you mean by that?”

Lin Yu shook his head: “Actually, I've been tired for a long time. The existence of Haoyang Sect is inherently an anomaly. If it weren't for my adoptive father's dying wish,

I would have wanted to leave long ago. Now that such a good opportunity is before me, how can I let it go?”

“Then you really won't care about Haoyang Sect at all?”

Lin Yu chuckled softly: “Managing such a complex Sect is too taxing for me. Why not let myself live a little easier?”

With that, he looked at Wuji Peak's cliff: “To be honest, I really want to see what the world outside the Sacred Domain looks like.”

Zither Maiden: “You are shirking responsibility, which is unacceptable.”

“I said, I just want to live the life I want. I didn't have a choice before, but now that I have the opportunity, why should I give it up?”

Just then, two streaks of spiritual light, one after another, sped past Lin Yu and Zither Maiden.

Lin Yu frowned: “Hmm? Those two seem to be from the Flower Language Sect and Shengyun Immortal Realm. They are in such a hurry; it must be that something big needs to be handled.”

Zither Maiden: “What, do you know them?”

“The Flower Language Sect has been incredibly prominent in the Sacred Domain these past few years, yet now they appear within the Xuan Sheng Immortal Dynasty. It must be that they've established a connection with the Empress.

We must carefully investigate the Flower Language Sect's attitude, so let's follow and observe.”

Before Zither Maiden could reply, Lin Yu had already transformed into a Spiritual Swallow, chasing in the direction Lu Qinghuan had disappeared.