Outside, after communicating with his family, Dugu Jun said to Mo Qi inside with some disappointment, "The Yuwen family has been annihilated."
Mo Qi was indifferent, "They deserved it… What? How could that be? Weren't they at the peak of their power? How could they be annihilated overnight? Could it be because of me?"
Mo Qi was joking, but he didn't expect Dugu Jun to say, "It has something to do with you. After he fought with you, he was killed on his way back. Yuwen Yan, the Sixth Tier Lord, is missing, and is likely dead too."
"That has nothing to do with me," Mo Qi said quickly.
"I know it has nothing to do with you. Such a grand gesture must have been done by a family," Dugu Jun said.
"Heh, then it must have been your Dugu family," Mo Qi laughed.
Dugu Jun also smiled, "You little devil! How could it be the Dugu family? After the Yuwen family fell, who was the biggest beneficiary?"
Mo Qi was depressed, "Don't test me, how would I know?"
"It's the Chao family. In the Tiandu Sect, after Yuwen Changsha died, the most prestigious was Chao Jing. After Yuwen Yan fell, the successor to the Sixth Tier Lord would definitely be Chao Huayuan," Dugu Jun said.
"But aren't their two families old friends?" Mo Qi asked confusedly.
"In this world, there are only eternal interests, not eternal friendships."
Mo Qi fell silent.
After a while, Dugu Jun sighed, "Another bloody night!"
Mo Qi sensed that he wouldn't say this for no reason, so he asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Dugu Jun snorted coldly, "You're so wicked, forcing me to say such bloody words. It's a purge!"
Mo Qi was struck by lightning!
He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles!
After finishing the final touches on the Bursting Pill, he began pacing in his room.
A moment later, he pushed open the door, walked to Dugu Jun's room, and continued to walk outside.
"Where are you going?" Dugu Jun asked.
Mo Qi walked out without looking back, "It all started because of me, I'm going to atone."
If the Yuwen family only had Yuwen Dong, he wouldn't have minded dying ten or a hundred times. But it was clear that besides Yuwen Dong, the Yuwen family had many people, many innocent people!
Or, if Yuwen Changsha hadn't been ambushed on his way back after fighting with him, he could have ignored it. People were killed every day in this world, how could he manage it all?
However, Chao Jing was an unscrupulous person who liked to take advantage of others' misfortune. If the Yuwen family was wiped out tonight, it would be a silent framing of him, a very, very big framing.
Therefore, he absolutely could not let him have his way, even if he was Xue Nu's father!
Dugu Jun shook his head and watched his retreating figure, "You little devil, such a soft-hearted person!"
Mo Qi unfolded his body and rushed towards the Yuwen family at high speed. The vast Yuwen family was famous throughout the Qionglu Realm, so finding their manor was not difficult.
From afar, he could see flames soaring into the sky, and the sounds of wailing and shouting mingled together.
Mo Qi leaped up and stood above the rooftops.
He saw a sea of fire below, some houses collapsing in raging flames, burned beyond recognition, while others still vaguely showed their outlines.
Under the cover of the flames, people moved like shuttles, interweaving.
A group of masked men in black moved freely, their divine arts and spells traversing the air, and screams and severed heads were heard from time to time.
There were also a few men and women in various colored robes, running back and forth among the crowd, confronting the black-clothed men.
A burly man stood tall in the crowd, cursing at the black-clothed men, "You beasts, why are you still wearing masks? Do you think we won't know you're from the Chao family just because you're masked?"
As he spoke, four magical treasures struck him from four directions. The treasures flashed with light, illuminating the night sky.
The man squeezed through the gaps with a strange movement, and the four treasures and artifacts collided, sparks flying, light dazzling, and energy reverberating.
The man suddenly lunged at another person who had been standing still, "Chao Jing, you always seemed honest and upright, but I didn't expect you to be so ambitious and ungrateful. Today, I will tear off this beastly mask of yours."
He was Yuwen Chui, an elder of the Tiandu Sect.
The masked man called Chao Jing remained silent, fighting with Yuwen Chui.
Mo Qi scanned the surroundings and found that besides this battle circle, there was another one in the back mountain.
There, a group of old, weak, women, and children were retreating into the mountains, while a pack of wolf-like black-clothed men pursued them relentlessly, their divine lights and spells hitting them from time to time, causing people to fall.
Mo Qi's purpose in coming here was to prevent these people from being purged, so he immediately gave chase without hesitation.
At the tail end of the group, a middle-aged woman was covering their retreat. She wielded a mirror-like magical treasure, which emitted white light. With a sweep, those opposite her either retreated rapidly or fell in large numbers.
For a time, the pursuing soldiers behind were unable to get close.
In the sky, several people had been observing everything around them. At this moment, one of them swooped down, raised his hand, and a beam of arrow-shaped white light shot out. With a bang, the mirror-like magical treasure was struck down, turning into dust and scattering.
The arrow-shaped light continued forward, piercing the woman's body. The woman let out a muffled groan and fell to the ground, dead.
The arrow of light was about to continue forward, and according to its usual pattern, it would pierce through the bodies of the fleeing people one by one, until the last person.
But at this moment, a shadowy arrow of light appeared out of nowhere. With a clang, it struck the arrow of light to the ground. It was a needle-shaped magical treasure, several times larger than a needle.
This thing should be suitable for refining Bursting Pills! Mo Qi's eyes lit up. He waved his hand, sucked the needle-shaped magical treasure into his hand, and quickly put it into his storage bag.
This skillful operation stunned the original owner of the needle-shaped magical treasure! After a moment, he came to his senses and furiously lunged at Mo Qi.
In his desperation, he chose the most primitive way of fighting!
Mo Qi naturally was not afraid. He directly raised his hand, and five claw shadows shot out, piercing the man's body. The man spat out a mouthful of blood and died!
The black-clothed men behind continued to swarm forward!
The old, weak, women, and children of the Yuwen family fled desperately!
When Mo Qi looked back, he saw that among the old, weak, women, and children behind him, many had magical power and were capable of fighting, but at this moment, they were all scared out of their wits. Except for fleeing, they had forgotten everything else.
Even Yuwen Dong was among those old, weak, women, and children, fleeing.
When he looked back, he happened to see Mo Qi, and a thousand questions immediately arose in his mind: "What's going on? What is he doing here? He's actually helping the Yuwen family? Shouldn't he be kicking them while they're down? What is he thinking?"
At this moment, countless spells and divine arts were cast at Mo Qi. Mo Qi hesitated for almost no reason, "Phoenix Fire Dance Art!" After a burst of red light twisted and strangled, a large open space appeared before him.
In the distance, many black-clothed men looked at this side in astonishment. One of them, with very long hair, like a woman, muttered to herself, "It's him, what is he thinking?"
Mo Qi's head spun. As expected, forcing the use of this technique now was harming the enemy a thousandfold while damaging himself eight hundredfold.
He had almost no spiritual power left, and if any powerful enemy came up, he would likely have to surrender.
He could only muster his imposing aura, pretend to be formidable, scare them, and if he could bluff them, they wouldn't dare to attack.
So Mo Qi held his head high, looked straight ahead, his eyes filled with the arrogance of being the only one in the world, his hair fluttering in the wind, and his robes rustling. A gust of wind blew sand into his eyes, and he quickly lowered his head to rub his eyes…
At this moment, a melodious flute sound echoed in the air, like heavenly music, or like the cries of hell, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low, sometimes making one's blood boil, and sometimes making one so dejected that they wanted to commit suicide.
At one moment, he felt his body floating as if in ecstasy, and at another, his body felt as if it were being roasted in water and fire.
At one moment, he felt his spirit invigorated, and at another, he felt listless and weak, as if his soul were gradually being eroded.
Mo Qi looked up and saw a faint red wisp drifting in the wind.
And as the flute music played melodiously, a white-haired, white-bearded old man appeared on the horizon, and in the blink of an eye, he was before them.
What shocked Mo Qi was that such a graceful, transcendent demeanor should have a kind face, but at this moment, the old man's face was ferocious, his eyes glinting with ferocity, and his entire enraged figure was embodying madness and hysteria.
Mo Qi was so scared that he froze, because all the old man's anger seemed to be directed at him!
His gaze was clearly fixed on him.
He stood there like a wooden chicken, so much so that the wisp of red in front of him quietly attached itself to him, and he was completely unaware.
Then, his spiritual power became uncontrollable, as if it were about to split.
His vision went black, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
A moment later, Mo Qi slowly opened his eyes and looked at everything before him. He was stunned again!
He saw the people of the Yuwen family kneeling in a vast expanse, chanting, "Thank you, hero, for saving our lives, thank you, hero, for slaying our enemies!"
Especially Yuwen Dong, who kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
He then turned his head and saw the old man who had been playing the flute lying dead before him, his body scattered in pieces. Apart from his clothes, hair, and beard, it was impossible to recognize him.
And himself.
He then felt pain all over his body, his skin torn and his flesh ripped apart, with multiple holes in his body.
It was as if he had gone through a great battle, and the opponent in the battle was this dead old man!
He hurriedly took a healing pill and his mind raced as he analyzed everything that had just happened.
It seemed he had been possessed!
But was there any possibility for a possessed person to regain their sanity?
He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat!
At this moment, a warm current flowed through his chest, as if the Earth Arrow was moving on its own!
He immediately activated his divine sense to probe inward. He saw the Earth Arrow emitting a brilliant radiance within his body, shuttling back and forth above the sea of his soul, like a night watchman in the sea, carrying a trident and looking at all the anomalies around him. If anyone dared to invade, the great戟 would be served!
In a deep corner of the sea of his soul, there was a faint red light, flickering in and out of existence, seeming to tremble.
Mo Qi was almost certain that this was the uninvited guest!
He felt lingering fear. Fortunately, he had the Earth Arrow in his body, and fortunately, the Earth Arrow was connected to his soul. Once his soul was attacked, it would begin to attack autonomously.
Judging by the situation, no matter how strong the attacker was, they would at most perish together with the attacker. It was almost impossible for him to be taken over.
"Who are you? Why do you want to possess me?" Mo Qi unleashed his divine sense, trying to communicate with the red light.
A faint and pleasant voice sounded, "I am from the Yuwen family. In my desperation, I entered your body to confront the enemy Chao Huayuan. I never intended to possess you."
Yuwen Yan also felt lingering fear. If it weren't for a series of coincidences, she wouldn't still exist.
After coming out of the Sixth Tier, she had been fleeing like a stray dog, running for her life.
At this moment, she was extremely fragile. If she encountered any relatively strong magical treasure in the air, she could be annihilated.
So, while fleeing, she also had to pay attention to the location, and certain halls and temples were places she could not go.
And Chao Huayuan, who was pursuing her, was determined to hunt her down to the death.