Ming Qi reached out to take it, his consciousness transforming into countless streams that flowed through his fingers.
A moment later, he knew everything.
"So you were sent by Zongfeng? That's good. You and Dahei will find out all the information within three days. I'll wait for you here."
"As you wish."
Ming Qi remained silent, standing quietly on the ruins, as if at this moment, he had returned to the lonely and dark days of his past.
"Master, perhaps you should go to the back mountain."
Dahei's voice rang out, and Ming Qi's heart skipped a beat. He walked silently towards the back mountain.
The back mountain was where he had buried the sect disciples who died in the previous attack on the mountain gate. Since Dahei mentioned the back mountain, he knew exactly what he meant.
Xing Yun looked at Ming Qi's desolate and lonely back, gritted her teeth, and followed.
The Glazed Sacred Land had been reduced to ruins, its former prosperity gone. Ming Qi's heart ached with every step he took as he walked across the ruins.
The distance to the back mountain was short, but Ming Qi walked for a long time.
Because he didn't want to see what was there.
Finally, he arrived.
Among the weeds in the back mountain, a surprising number of graves appeared!
Ming Qi's eyelids suddenly felt heavy, but he still forced himself to look up.
Xue Zhuqing, the leader of the Sanhuan Hall; the Demonic Spider King, the leader of the Xuanbing Hall; Zhu Qiqi of the Tianyu Hall; Su Yuan of the Yujian Hall; Old Qin...
Seeing each familiar name completely reduced to dust, Ming Qi could no longer contain himself. He suddenly let out a long, shrill howl, then dropped to his knees with a thud, creating two deep pits in the hard earth.
"If that's the case, then let Xilan Province flow like a river of blood."
After an unknown amount of time, Ming Qi suddenly stood up, muttering to himself. He bent down, scooped up a handful of dust, and sprinkled it on each grave. Then he turned and looked at Xingyun.
"Xingyun, go to the Fire Phoenix Shore and tell these two people this message. Tell them to put aside everything and return to see me. If they don't come within three days, they don't need to come."
After saying this, he reached out and handed Xingyun two balls of consciousness energy, which contained the message to be delivered and the current identities of the Ice and Fire Emperors.
"Three days? Isn't that too much?"
Xingyun took the two balls of consciousness energy and whispered.
"Four days, then. Go."
Xingyun nodded and turned to leave.
At night, the wind roared across Qiankun Mountain, like the howling of ghosts and wolves. Ming Qi sat alone in front of the graves in the back mountain, like a statue.
Three days later, Dahei and Changkong returned on time, bringing the information Mingqi needed.
Mingqi, who had already guessed the outcome to a considerable degree, was deeply surprised. He had initially assumed the Yan family of the Chifu and the Mo family of the Juefu would join forces again, but he hadn't expected that all the major forces in Xilan Province were involved, including Xiongfeng City!
"Master, what should we do?"
Dahei could clearly sense Mingqi's anger.
"No rush. Do you know where everyone else went?"
The Liuli Holy Land was destroyed, and besides those who died in the battle, Mingqi also needed to know the whereabouts of everyone else.
"I only know that Baihu and Tianhu returned to the Demonic Spirit Realm. The others left no trace."
...
Mingqi said nothing more and continued to wait.
On the fourth night, Xingyun returned with two people: Fire Emperor Lu Ji and Ice Emperor Ye Yuancheng.
However, the two were carried back by Xing Yun. At their speed, they couldn't possibly keep up with Xing Yun, who was at the late Martial Emperor stage. Even within the four-day deadline, they wouldn't have made it.
Seeing the two men like dead pigs, Ming Qi immediately released two bursts of Martial Emperor True Essence, which helped them recover considerably.
"What's the matter? Why is it so urgent?"
Fire Emperor Lu Ji asked breathlessly.
Ming Qi didn't answer him directly. Instead, he glanced at everyone and said in an extremely cold voice, "From tonight on, the entire Xilan Province is your hunting ground. Kill any cultivator at or above the Innate Realm. As many as you can find. I will teach you a technique that will transform and refine a portion of their cultivation for your own benefit."
Ming Qi raised his hand, injected the technique into each person's sea of consciousness, and then waved.
"You're going to make the whole world your enemy!"
Lu Ji hesitated. This sort of thing was no joke. Slaughtering the entire state's cultivators would inevitably draw the attention of the Divine Realm. When the powerful arrived, this hard-won body would be ruined.
"If you try to stop me, I'll kill you first."
Ming Qi didn't even turn his head, but his voice was terrifying.
"Kill them if you want. What's the point? I think you're regressing as you get older."
Ye Yuancheng grumbled at Lu Ji.
Da Hei and Chang Kong left first, followed by Lu Ji and Ye Yuancheng. Even they had to acquiesce to Ming Qi's madness.
"Your murderous intent is too strong,"
Xing Yun whispered.
"If one person is my enemy, I'll kill him. If a country is my enemy, I'll kill it."
Ming Qi stared at the night sky and spoke quietly.
In the thick darkness, the night wind over Xilan Province began to grow fierce, as if sounding the clarion call for Ming Qi's revenge.
Xilan Province is vast, with numerous sects and schools. Besides the seven powerful prefectures and the Grand Chancellor, Xiongfeng City, there are also many weaker sects. These smaller sects, due to a single misguided decision by the seven prefectures and Xiongfeng City, have all suffered unforeseen disasters.
Ming Qi's first stop wasn't the nearby Mo Clan, but rather the more distant Chi Mansion in Dongling. The Yan Clan was once the leader of the seven prefectures, possessing a strong foundation in Dongling. It was rumored that the Chi Mansion in Dongling housed more than one Martial Saint-level expert.
But this no longer mattered to Ming Qi. He wanted the Chi Mansion to be eradicated from the entirety of Xilan!
Late in the morning, the quiet city of Guangling had yet to fully awaken from the night's stillness, but already the streets and alleys were bustling with people, each going about their business.
At that moment, everyone looked up at the sky. Suddenly, a golden bridge appeared in the clear sky, reaching all the way to the horizon. Two figures slowly approached the golden bridge. They didn't look tall, but they exuded a natural aura of power that made everyone from a distance feel breathless.
"Gods?"
Someone secretly wondered. The vast city of Guangling was soon completely shrouded in a golden aura.
In the center of Guangling City, from a massive vermilion building complex, a long roar suddenly echoed. Immediately, a figure burst out and rushed towards the golden bridge.
Ming Qi, who had already appeared above the Mo family castle, narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the person who appeared before him.
Yan Buzhou, one of the two great martial saints of the Chifu.