I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Ning Ruan didn't know what happened either.

But what is certain is that an accident must have occurred somewhere.

"Get out first."

Ning Ruan said.

"Ah?" Mo Feng hesitated, his palms sweating as he gripped the lamp. "But it's already night, and I'm sure I'll encounter those evil creatures if I go up there!"

The two new 'captives' also looked pale, and their shock became more intense.

The Qinglin Clan cultivator said urgently, "We can't wait any longer! We might still have a chance of survival if we get out. Continuing to hide down there is courting death!"

After saying that, he couldn't wait to go in the direction he came from.

There were still holes there where they had made them.

As he ran, the blood bats followed him.

Ning Ruan did not stop him.

Because she also felt that at this time, being up there might be safer than being down there.

No nonsense.

She shot out vines from her hands and quickly tied Mo Feng up tightly.

He pulled him and chased in the direction the two captives left.

Mo Feng: “…”

When he reacts.

Already standing firmly on the ice.

In the dark night, the lamp in his hand emitted a dim light, which could only barely illuminate the area around him.

The biting cold wind was filled with violent chill, and countless tiny ice blades scraped across the skin.

Mo Feng shivered from the cold.

The other two captives, who clearly had higher cultivation levels, were already shivering with cold.

If you look closely, you can see the frost condensed on their faces in this moment.

"What a horrible weather...why did it suddenly become so cold?"

The Blood Bat Clan monks hurriedly used their spiritual power to protect their bodies.

Even so, he could still feel the terrible cold air invading his body inch by inch.

The same is true for the Qinglin clan cultivators.

But he noticed Ning Ruan and Mo Feng with his sharp eyes.

They were freezing to death.

But these two...

One simply had no reaction, as if he couldn't feel the cold.

The other person might have felt it, but at most would have felt a little uncomfortable, and it wouldn't have had much of an impact at all.

Ning Ruan is fine.

But how did Mo Feng do it?

He was about to ask.

Suddenly, there was a dull and heart-pounding rumbling sound under my feet!

Everyone subconsciously directed their spiritual awareness downwards.

Same as before.

Divine consciousness cannot penetrate beneath the ice.

Ning Ruan raised his hand and a huge fire dragon flew out from his palm.

Flying around the cave entrance.

Finally it hovered in mid-air.

With the help of the firelight, everyone was finally able to see the horrifying scene below with their own eyes.

It all collapsed!

All the buildings whose ice they broke through collapsed without exception.

There was a ruin under the ice.

What was strange was that the world below was collapsing and falling apart.

But the ice under their feet did not move at all, without even a crack!

It seemed as if there was an invisible boundary that completely separated the upper and lower parts.

This is obviously extremely unreasonable.

At this moment, the Blood Bat Clan monk suddenly pointed at the cave entrance they had just escaped from, his tone full of disbelief: "Hole! The cave entrance... It's... It's closing!"

"?"

Ning raised his eyes and looked.

Under the illumination of the fire dragon, the edge of the ice wall at the entrance of the ice cave was indeed "growing" at a slow but clearly visible speed!

At this rate, this only hole will completely disappear in less than an incense stick of time.

Covered by ice again.

"How could this happen?" Mo Feng stepped hard on the ice with a grim expression, "This ice seems to be even stronger!"

He just finished speaking.

Suddenly, there was a stronger vibration under my feet!

The next moment——

There was a terrifying explosion next to my ears...

This was also the last sound everyone heard before losing consciousness.

……

“They are coming, they are coming…”

"Run away..."

"Run away..."

The moment Ning Ruan regained consciousness, someone pushed her from behind, so hard that she almost fell to the ground.

Ning Ruan stood firm and wanted to punch back.

But it's just a thought...

The thought came to her mind, but her fist did not cooperate with her.

To be precise - she seemed to have lost control of her body!

"..."

After stabilizing herself, she was forced to flee again.

Like a puppet being manipulated by invisible strings.

His legs stumbled and ran completely out of control.

A hoarse and terrified cry came from her throat, which even she herself was unfamiliar with, mixed with the deafening cries and screams around her.

"Run away—they're coming!"

"Run to the portal! Go to the portal!"

"No, no, they're blocking the door. Go to the altar! Everyone, go to the altar!"

"..."

Ning Ruan was forced to turn his neck, and the glacier was no longer in sight.

Mo Feng and the two captives were no longer around.

But the panicked Curse Crow Clan—

Countless Curse Crows!

Male cultivators, female cultivators, cubs...

All of them had faces as pale as paper, their gray-black wings were either nervously folded behind their backs, or half-opened in panic, but no one took off into the air, as if some force was pinning them down to this hopeless world.

While running, she finally saw her current appearance clearly.

'I saw' that I also had a pair of smaller, gray-black wings that were not yet fully grown.

His skin was the pale color unique to the Curse Crow Clan, his fingers were slender, but his fingertips had an unhealthy bluish-gray color.

She also became...a member of the Cursed Crow Clan!

No.

Or rather, it wasn't her who turned into a Cursed Crow.

This body was never hers.

She couldn't control it either.

Only consciousness.

It felt more like watching a deeply immersive movie.

She could even sense the whistling sound in her ears as she ran.

So true.

"You, the Curse Crow Clan, have attempted to spy on the secrets of Heaven and defy the will of Heaven. Now, in compliance with the Supreme Immortal's decree, I will unleash my mighty power to utterly annihilate you, the rebellious clan!"

A voice mixed with terrifying pressure suddenly sounded in the sky.

No sign.

The sound was like nine divine thunders exploding in the sky at the same moment, shaking the earth and the air.

Every word carries with it supreme majesty and terror, penetrating the eardrums and reaching the depths of the soul.

The fleeing members of the Curse Crow Clan were all trembling in fear.

Those with weaker cultivation base even bled from all seven orifices and staggered to the ground.

For example... Ning Ruan's current body.

She suddenly fell to the ground...

Although the body is not hers.

But awareness is.

At this moment, she just wanted to see which pretentious person was talking behind her back.

One day, she has to fight back!

Noted!

Just as she was taking notes seriously in her little notebook.

Above the sky... countless figures appeared from the rolling clouds.

Like a god hanging above all living beings, he looked down indifferently at the Curse Crows below who were either fleeing in panic or lying on the ground struggling in pain.

His eyes were cold and distant, as if he was looking at a group of insects destined to be annihilated, rather than fellow Taoists who were pursuing the Great Dao together.

"The Curse Crow Clan shouldn't be so presumptuous as to try to meddle with destiny and arbitrarily interfere with cause and effect. Why do they insist on getting to the bottom of things and exploring things they shouldn't know? It's a pity, the Curse Crow Clan is still very talented."

Another voice sounded from the heavens.

Compared to the previous voice that sounded like some kind of will, this voice now seemed much more normal.

Ning Ruan really wanted to look up.

But she couldn't do it.

But someone can do it.

Mu Yi Qiu is running away at this moment.

Both legs ran very fast.

While running, he couldn't help but look back at the group of "uninvited guests" in the sky.

Then, my brain completely shuts down.

The whole consciousness is in shock.

She couldn't believe what she saw.

But she saw it with her own eyes!

The group of monks in heaven are of all kinds and from all races.

This includes the human race.

And the one who said "what a pity" was none other than the human race!

A human monk wearing a star robe and a jade crown.

He glanced at 'them' who were running away like ants below with regretful eyes.

Beside him, a young man from the Yan Clan, surrounded by scorching flames, scoffed upon hearing this. He toyed with a dancing flame with his fingertips, his tone frivolous and playful, "What a shame? You humans are really good at being nice guys. Being too soft-hearted isn't a good thing. Be careful or you'll become the next Curse Crow Clan. I've heard that some of the old guys in the human race aren't so obedient anymore. Hahaha, look at the way they flee. Don't they look like insects whose nests have been burned by fire? Quite interesting."

As he spoke, he casually flicked out a spark, which grew in the wind and turned into a blazing white fireball.

It landed precisely in an area below where the Curse Crow Clan had been knocked down by the previous sound.

Most of the people here are of low cultivation level.

They couldn't even escape.

I could only watch the fireball fall in despair.

In an instant, the area was reduced to scorched earth and the screams stopped abruptly.

"!!!"

Mu Yiqiu was shocked.

But she soon lost sight of it.

Because the current owner of her body didn't even dare to look back, and ran forward desperately.

Behind.

The voices talking in the air continued.

But it seems that the person has changed.

"Huh, boring."

The monk who spoke had a voice as deep as thunder.

Ning Ruan felt that her gaze finally moved slightly upwards.

Not much lifting.

But he could already see the group of monks high in the sky out of the corner of his eye.

It was different from the army approaching like she had imagined.

There are only fifty monks in total.

It seems like a lot?

But these fifty monks dared to annihilate the entire Curse Crow clan with just one sentence.

This is very scary.

The monk with a dull voice spoke again:

"Clean it up as soon as possible and complete the immortal oracle. Why waste time arguing with a dying person?"

This time, Ning Ruan saw it clearly.

The cultivator who said this was from the Jiao clan.

It's just that he didn't maintain his human form.

But the prototype of one's own race.

After the voice fell, he pressed down his huge dragon claws and directly intercepted some of the fleeing monks.

No unnecessary nonsense.

These monks didn't even have the strength to fight back and their bodies exploded and died.

After killing a part of the Curse Crow Clan, he did not stop and rushed out first.

Like a hunting beast, it is wantonly killing outsiders in its own territory!

See he has already started.

The other monks were not slow either.

The hunting operation has also begun...

Not far from the Yan clan monk, a human woman with a cold temperament glanced sideways and saw that the other party was starting to attack a group of Curse Crow clan monks again.

But he did not choose to kill directly.

Instead, he teased these low-level cultivators who had low cultivation and were so frightened that they could only react based on their physical instincts.

She frowned slightly, her voice ethereal yet distant, "Yan Xi, the Immortal's oracle only mentioned annihilation, not massacre. Just give them a quick end, why do this?"

She did not make any move to stop it, but just hovered quietly, with a chill all around her.

The young man from the Yan clan, known as Yan Xi, laughed heartily. "You humans are just too full of rules! The Immortal Oracle only states the outcome, not the process. We're all going to die anyway, so what if I have some fun?"

As he spoke, another fire whip was lashed out, blowing up several members of the Curse Crow Clan who were flying in panic, and turning them into several fireballs with flying black feathers.

"stop!"

An angry voice came from a distance.

Hearing this voice, not only Ning Ruan, but all the monks of the Curse Crow Clan who were lying powerlessly on the ground raised their heads with difficulty.

The figure of the person is reflected in the gray pupils.

A faint but real light suddenly burst out from the originally dead eyes.

The cracked lips whispered silently, and the breaths mixed with blood foam were almost choked.

Their spines, crushed by despair, seemed to be trying to struggle to straighten up an imperceptible arc at this moment.

Some even shouted excitedly to the newcomers:

"The king is coming!"

"The King has come to save us!"

There are far more than one powerful Curse Crow Clan members flying towards this side.

There are dozens of figures.

Even the aura of most monks was far superior to that of the enemies who surrounded and killed the monks of the Curse Crow Clan.

But nevertheless.

This group of foreign monks, dressed in gorgeous clothes and with indifferent eyes, remained calm.

"Is this the principle of heaven that you uphold? Is this the righteous path that you advocate?"

"What Tao? That's ridiculous! Where does Tao come from in this world?"

The Curse Crow King, who was the first to express his emotion, had a sad tone.

He looked up at the sky, as if questioning the monks, or perhaps questioning Heaven:

"Have you really given us the Tao?"

"We are all devoted to seeking the truth, so what does it matter? It's you who are..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the indifferent and cold-looking female cultivator:

"Follow the will of the immortals, and the way will follow."

"If you don't respect me, you should be destroyed."

The heroine slowly raised her hand.

The slender middle finger lightly presses the center of the eyebrows.

Then slowly retract your right hand.

And at the center of her eyebrows where she pressed, a complex and mysterious ice-blue mark slowly emerged!

The mark looked like a flower but not a flower, like a pattern but not a pattern. It was more like an extremely condensed ancient rune that contained supreme laws.

Others may not feel anything.

But Ning Ruan sensed it clearly.

The breath of immortal weapon!

No.

It is not quite the same as the immortal weapon.

But they seem to have something in common.

The moment it appeared, Ning Ruan vaguely felt the long-lost chill.

Not psychologically.

It was physical... This body that did not belong to her was trembling slightly from the cold.

The runes radiate a holy light.

Reflecting her eyes that showed no emotion at all, her already cold temperament added a bit of inhuman majesty, like the incarnation of heaven.

She seems to be different from before.

But the person is still the same person!

"The Immortal's oracle is God's will."

"Those who go against the will of Heaven shall be annihilated."

The moment she finished speaking, the ice-blue mark between her eyebrows suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

The extreme coldness was rapidly spreading to the entire world with her as the center.

She did not make any seals or chant any spells, but simply slowly raised her slender, jade-white hand.

The five fingers are slightly spread out, not pointing at anyone, but pressing towards the entire world.

The moment she raised her hand——