Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

The old woman numbly turned to look at Ji Wushuang, forcing a smile with difficulty, and said, "You have already destroyed everything... Why are you still so aggressive?"

Ji Wushuang sneered, "Whether I'm being aggressive or not is not up to you, but me. If you don't tell me the grave of that old man, I will raze the entire Wahuang Palace to the ground."

"Haha...hahahaha..."

The old woman let out a long howl to the sky. There were still many blood holes on her face and body. These holes were left by the skeleton vine when it was struggling to death. Now they could only bleed pitifully, silently telling Ji Wushuang that she was a dying person and there was no extra blood left in her body.

Ji Wushuang remained calm, only looking down at her as she smiled more and more sadly...

I don’t know how long she laughed, the old woman murmured.

"Ji Wushuang... no, Immortal Sword Master... after dividing your flesh and blood, my elder sister was punished by heaven... She even died without a burial place. Can't you let her body go? She wasn't greedy, selfish, or seeking power. She simply wanted to help our Wahuang Palace continue its legacy..."

As the old woman's voice slowly recalled, the history of the Wahuang Palace slowly unfolded before Ji Wushuang...

There is no doubt that the Wahuang Palace was originally the hero of the universe. They exhausted the Wahuang bloodline and worked hard to protect all living beings in the universe.

But as more and more people died in the battle, the Wahuang Palace was afraid that it would have no successors and had to start holding back.

But the more they hesitated, the more they hesitated, and the more reserved they were, the more likely they were to lose on the battlefield.

The number of people killed in the Wahuang Palace not only did not decrease, but on the contrary increased.

Because fear is a deadly bone-rotting poison.

But this is not the most terrible thing...

Just as the battle of Guixu became increasingly intense, a large number of void monsters appeared near the star field of the Wahuang Palace for unknown reasons. That day, the entire star field of the Wahuang Palace was dyed red with blood. However, the main forces of the Wahuang Palace who were determined and willing to fight were all fighting outside, and no one could return to save them.

By the time the Lord of the Wahuang Temple heard the news and returned to the Wahuang Temple overnight, it was already too late...

Countless tribesmen died in the battle.

The inheritance of the Wahuang Palace was almost cut off, and the sound of wailing spread throughout the void...

The gears of fate were constantly turning. No one could have predicted that the departure of the Nuwa Palace's Divine Lord would cause the swarm of Void monsters to tear a hole in the battle line. Endless Void monsters, like a tide, washed over the Guixu battlefield, causing the void to collapse crazily and causing Guixu to continue to spread...

When the Lord of the Wahuang Temple returned to the battlefield after saving his people, what he saw was a scene of devastation.

The goddess of the Nuwa Palace felt extremely guilty. In order to stop the further spread of Guixu, she resolutely sacrificed herself in Guixu.

Finally, she used her own life to stop the spread of Guixu, so that Guixu could only gather in a small space.

This is also the reason why Guixu Sea was formed.

After that, the Nuwa Palace was severely damaged and had to withdraw from everyone's sight, and even became an existence that other ethnic groups could bully and oppress at will.

In order to survive and return to the top, they urgently want to cultivate a new god of the Nuwa Palace.

But it is not known whether it was fear that polluted the will of the Wahuang Palace, they never gave birth to an heir with rich bloodline power again, and seeing that the talents of their descendants were getting worse with each generation, the people in the Wahuang Palace finally panicked.

After hesitating for a long time, they finally made an absurd decision... Since natural conception was impossible, they would use special means.

They used the most cruel methods, like raising a poisonous insect, to make the descendants of the Wahuang Palace constantly fight and devour each other, constantly selecting the purest bloodline...

If there are not enough people from our own tribe, there are geniuses from other tribes.

The Immortal Sword Master of that year caught the eye of the Queen Nuwa Palace.

But in this universe, there are more ethnic groups and forces that have declined because of the invasion of Guixu than just the Wahuang Palace.

Anyway, Ji Wushuang is just an insignificant chess piece. Even if she really fights for the universe, even if she is really famous, even if she really has done immeasurable deeds... so what?

What they represent are all ancient heritages!

For the glory of the universe, for the future of the universe, what does it matter if we sacrifice one Ji Wushuang?

Even if there were thousands or tens of thousands of Ji Wushuangs, they would be willing to give them up!

This is the fate of these "Ji Wushuang"s and the meaning of their existence!

And the person in charge of this matter in the Nuwa Palace back then was none other than Old Siming...

"Yes, in your eyes, my sister and I are not good people! We covet your flesh and blood, and we planned to kill you! But so what? We are doing this for the universe! For all living beings!"

The old woman raised her cloudy eyes, stared at Ji Wushuang dimly, and laughed like a madman.

"Ji Wushuang... Ji Wushuang... The Jianmu trees of all realms have withered. The reason the universe has not collapsed is because each realm has a pillar. Our Wahuang Palace is one of the Human Emperor Pillars..."

"And you!"

"You killed the demigod that my Wahuang Palace cultivated with great difficulty! That's equivalent to destroying one of the Human Emperor Pillars!"

"Do you know what this means?!"

"This means the collapse of the universe, the invasion of Guixu, the suffering of all living beings, and the destruction of everything... Hahahahaha..."

"Ji Wushuang! You are a sinner!!!"

“You are a sinner!!!”

"You are sin..."

……

The old woman's answer was Ji Wushuang's ruthless sword strike.

"Pfft-"

She decisively cut off the old woman's head, letting it roll to the ground, then calmly shook off the blood on the blade and put away the sword.

Ji Wushuang stared calmly into the old woman's eyes, which were still open even after death, and sneered, "Revenge is necessary, and grievances are necessary. Even if the king of heaven comes, it will be the same. Don't try to kidnap me morally, because I have no morals."