Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1196 Now, it's my turn to eat people.

Just now, Bai Qinghan had been thinking about how to deal with these people.

These... scum, trash.

No matter who it is, no matter which celestial official or which imperial bloodline, none of them are innocent.

Every Heavenly Official has lives on their hands. They may not have killed others with their own hands, but the order they established oppresses people, and their decisions affect the future, causing countless people to die. These people have never felt any remorse. They hide behind the Great Chen Dynasty, without having to bear any responsibility, and do their best to use the entire imperial dynasty as a shield to extract wealth and power.

As for those imperial bloodlines, it's even more outrageous. These royal bloodlines, selected by the imperial court itself, already enjoy the ultimate treatment in the world. After becoming imperial bloodlines, they have the potential to become town kings or even emperors. The wealth and glory they enjoy, the hard-earned money of the people, could feed millions, or even tens of millions, of refugees with just a little bit of it.

Even the youngest one, the imperial bloodline member who was only six or seven years old, lived a life of luxury, enjoying the service of palace maids. He was picky about food and willful; he would casually throw away priceless delicacies because they didn't suit his taste or his mood, and he would also verbally abuse the palace maids. It was he who never treated the palace maids as human beings, and never beat or insulted them at will.

They can save many people.

But they never thought of it.

Even those palace maids, though seemingly lowly, are only children of noble families from all over the country. They are those who are eliminated from inheriting the main positions of their families, or second sons and daughters. Don't think they are really commoners. They are just serving the emperor. Once they leave the Xuantian Palace and return to their hometowns, they are also gods, fairies and immortals.

In order to gain a chance to enter the Xuantian Palace and kneel down as a dog to a true nobleman, the crimes they committed were absolutely no less heinous than those committed by the Heavenly Official Emperor.

The sword pierced the scholar's heart. In his astonishment, the power of the dragon energy talisman was also absorbed, controlled, and mastered by [Perfect Balance], and then transformed into a dark golden rune on the longsword, full of ancient charm and exuding a sense of majesty.

With a swing of his sword, Bai Qinghan felt a sense of complete control over power appear in his hand. It was the supernatural power [Circulation of All Forces] that the scholar had obtained from the Dragon Qi Talisman, which allowed him to freely control the direction of all forces on the objects he controlled or touched.

Moreover, and not only that... an inspiration to develop an even more powerful supernatural ability based on this one also appeared in Bai Qinghan's mind.

Although the time she spent communicating with her "Seven Fiends Tribulation Self" was not long, it was ultimately the same person. She vaguely grasped the essence of that supernatural power, which was the prediction of the future based on "Taiyin Wuji".

Of course, this deduction still requires imprisoning the soul and true spirit—the self in that timeline always devours his friends and acquaintances, engraving all love and hate on his body, and then completely turning his heart into deathly silence, choosing to utterly destroy the human world.

She wasn't Bai Qinghan, and she didn't want to torment her friends.

But... tormenting your enemies forever, suppressing them and transforming them into a force for the future, might not be a bad choice.

Upon witnessing this scene, all the frozen Heavenly Officials and Imperial Blood were utterly filled with despair.

If they could still deceive themselves before, imagining that they could still survive, now that they see Bai Qinghan can 'kill' them to plunder their power and supernatural abilities, then according to their logic, Bai Qinghan would absolutely not let them go.

Although the logic was flawed, the result was correct.

"Witch! Witch! If only I had known, I would have completely locked down the Vast Ocean and prevented even a single commoner from escaping!"

"I told you long ago that things should be done cleanly. It's one thing to trigger a demonic calamity, but you can't let anyone survive! Look at An Jing and this demoness, they're both the result of showing mercy!"

“Those refugees all have to die too. They were given life, yet they are not grateful!”

The despicable, selfish thoughts, which were so offensive to even hear, lingered in the scholar's mind at this final moment, before being extracted by the power of Xuan Yin and solidified on the sword.

Bai Qinghan knew, but she no longer cared.

She raised her head and calmly looked at all the people frozen in the ice.

"It must be cold and hopeless, right?"

She smiled and said, then walked slowly, piercing the chest of another Emperor Blood with her sword: "I don't actually like torturing people, nor do I like to vent my emotions—what's done is done, and it's pointless to humiliate or trample on you. The dead won't come back, and the past won't change."

"Of course, it's also because I know that you are all a bunch of stubborn beasts. You will not change, you will not become better. Even now, as you face death, you are still regretting why you lost, instead of regretting why you did something wrong."

But that's exactly what's good.

With her eyes closed, Bai Qinghan once again recalled the very beginning.

It was a peaceful little courtyard with a big tree in it. On the tree was a swing that my father had built. My mother was watching me with a smile, and I was swaying on the swing. I don't remember anything else, except that I felt the wind was warm and gentle, like an embrace.

But then the cold wind came, the grass and trees withered, the yard was covered with ice and snow, and the swing stopped swaying.

There were initially three people in the house, then two, then one, and the last one left her hometown in tears. She dared not and did not want to look back, but only wanted to leave the warm memories in the past.

She had thought she wouldn't be able to face it calmly, but now she could. Her father protected her and her mother, but later, her father, corrupted by demonic energy, killed her mother and ate her. When her father went mad and tried to cook her, she, who had awakened a part of her destiny, scalded herself with boiling water and finally killed her father with a knife.

But... in the end, the man, who could have resisted, stopped.

Curled up on the ground, his lips, white from the burn, trembled as if he were saying something.

"very nice……"

The words, which were initially inaudible, gradually became clearer. In the end, the desperate man said in a muffled but hopeful tone, "You have... the power to protect yourself."

"Han'er...you won't be eaten."

When Bai Qinghan opened her eyes again, she smiled and walked lightly, step by step, piercing through everyone's chests.

There was no blood, no wailing; everything was accomplished in deathly silence, so calmly it was less like a killing and more like an elegant dance.

With each piercing, absorption, and assimilation, the silver-white Xuan Yin sword gradually became covered with dense runes, its color turning dark silver and then black. However, its flowing radiance became increasingly profound, as if countless powers were condensed upon it, revealing supreme majesty.

The mere act of being stared at makes one subconsciously want to...accept and submit.

This is the essence of the Celestial Official system—whether it is man or heaven and earth, they must accept the control of the Celestial Officials and obey the will of the imperial dynasty.

This is the true sword of the emperor, the sword of the monarch.

It is not a sword that devours heaven and earth, but a sword that devours all living beings.

"Yes, I won't get eaten."

The demoness from the demonic sect who wielded the sword sighed from the bottom of her heart, "But how many people have been devoured by this world?"

"Night after night, snow after snow, the people of that land just disappeared without a trace."

“I lived in their house and cried every night, but then I stopped crying.”

"I eat wood, mud, and salty stones."

"You people, you devour people, you devour people from your high and mighty position, you can't hear everyone's cries, you can't hear happiness either, maybe everyone is just an ant, garbage and something you can manipulate at will in your eyes."

"But now I stand before you."

In the very end, with a smile on her face, she stood before the last imperial bloodline.

That was also a young girl, pale-faced, terrified and desperate. Her eyes seemed to be pleading, begging to be allowed to live. Her eyes seemed to want to shed tears as a form of repentance, but frost had already frozen everything.

Heaven and earth do not believe in human tears, and no one has ever listened to the pleas of the dying.

"I will not hide, nor will I run away."

Meeting the girl's gaze, Bai Qinghan whispered, and then, his sword pierced her heart: "Now..."

"It's my turn to eat people."

boom--

outside world.

With the deaths of all 'Heavenly Officials and Imperial Blood' within the Xuantian Palace.

A massive upheaval ensued.

An Jing and Grand Tutor Hong, who were fighting, both turned their heads at that moment and looked at Xuantian Palace.

Then they saw it.

I witnessed the collapse of Xuantian Palace.

(End of this chapter)