The human bone kites flew back into the sky, transforming into part of the black cloud.

They changed direction, flying into the distance.

That direction was… the direction of Gu Yue Village.

And after they left, the bone ball formed by Elder Chen shattered.

The dozen or so human bone kites that were originally left were now gone, leaving only a white-robed old man standing on the bone ball.

Was that… Shishu (martial uncle)?

The fleeing disciples of the Extreme Ice Sect initially thought so.

But when they saw the white-robed old man slowly reveal a hideous smile, and two sections of kite-like ancient wings break through his flesh and grow out from his back,

they understood that Shishu (martial uncle)… had fallen!

Filled with terror, they fled in disarray, tucking their tails and running far away. Fortunately, the Wu Yu (Black Rain) clan member who had taken over Shishu's (martial uncle's) body did not pursue them.

At that moment, the "tail" who was being protected by the others, revealed a different expression.

She felt these people's emotions, their joys, sorrows, and angers, and savored them carefully.

Because… she was beginning to feel that these people were real people, with flesh and blood, and no different from her.

Because… through several days of investigation, she had finally found out the truth about the neighboring boys' school.

"Hai Ming… headless corpse… game and reality…"

A strange chill and fervor flashed in Tail's eyes.

The two emotions combined perfectly, just as she was so compatible with Lord Qi Ba Jiu (Seven Eight Nine).

"Interesting… more and more interesting!"

"I want to live, I want to live longer!"

"If the game dies, reality will die, then what about the power in the game? Could it also…"

Tail was still unfamiliar with this game.

But she could already sense it.

This game was not simple!

…

The black cloud came suddenly and left suddenly.

Everything was like a gust of wind sweeping past, casually stepping on the insignificant ant that was Mo Village.

After the black cloud left, Mo Village became silent.

It was foreseeable that if no one rebuilt it, decades or centuries later, this village, which at its peak could be called the number one village in the Black Green Mountain Range, would be forgotten in the corners of history.

No one would know that in this village, there was a Lang Wu (Wave Crow) squad captain who was willing to become an affiliated village for the safety of the village, just to help the village find shelter.

No one would know that in this village, there was a Lang Mo (Wave Ink) captain who had just awakened his determination as a captain, understood his responsibilities as a captain, and died here.

Even fewer would remember the tens of thousands of villagers in Mo Village, the sturdy houses, and the mysterious ancient formation!

Everything would be submerged by time.

Everything would be forgotten by history.

In the entire Da Qing Kingdom, in a remote area, what did it matter if a village was lost?

It was just erasing a point on the map.

Countless lives were reduced to a mere number.

Everything seemed meaningless.

But everything seemed to have meaning!

*Pa-ta!*

A hand stretched out from the endless rubble ruins.

Then, another hand, then the upper body, and then the whole person stood up from the ruins!

It was a man, a man covered in wounds, as if he had fought the enemy to the last second.

When Mo Village was still there, everyone called him Captain Wu.

Now that Mo Village was gone, he was just a martial artist surnamed Wu.

Captain Wu felt that his chest was very hot, scalding hot!

His pupils had turned golden at some point.

His heart was beating rapidly, as if turning into some kind of phoenix cry.

"Dead… all… dead!!"

Captain Wu clenched his fists, the golden light in his eyes becoming even more dazzling!

He punched the ground of the rubble ruins with force.

*Boom!*

With Captain Wu as the center, the rubble under the entire rubble ruins vibrated and exploded, blasting out an open space!

The surrounding hundred meters were spotless, without even a speck of dust left.

"This… did I do this?"

Captain Wu looked blankly at his hot right hand, vaguely feeling a little bit of something like golden liquid overflowing from his body, covering his fingers.

But just as this feeling was about to come together, the feeling of heat in his body and violent beating in his chest rapidly subsided and returned to calm.

The power in his body disappeared.

Captain Wu felt that he had returned to the strength of the Houtian (Acquired) Second-Rate Realm.

Although it was an improvement compared to his strength before the destruction of Mo Village, it was only limited, and far from being comparable to the previous state.

He tried to punch the ground, and as expected, he only smashed out a small pit, with no power compared to before.

"Damn… damn! Damn!! Come out! That power! Come out! I want revenge! I want revenge!!"

Captain Wu's eyes were red, and he knelt on the ground in pain.

The feeling he had when he learned of Captain Huo's death surged into his chest again.

Moreover, it was even worse!

Because this time, what he had lost was everything.

A person's life is made up of experiences.

The people you have met, the places you have lived, those contacts, those pasts, are proof that a person has lived.

But now, Captain Wu's past, everything about him, had been destroyed.

By… that black cloud!

His chest seemed to be heating up again, but the heat was far from enough!

"More power, more…"

*Pa-ta.*

A hand stretched out from the rubble ruins in front.

"A live… person?"

"There are still survivors?!"

With a jolt, the feeling in Captain Wu's chest quickly receded.

He rushed over and grabbed the person's hand.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will save you! I will save you!!"

He pried open the rubble, rescued the person, and took a closer look, and was immediately stunned.

The person who was still alive was actually… his disciple, Chen Xiaomiao!

Chen Xiaomiao was almost dying. Captain Wu fed her a few pills, and she barely stabilized her breathing.

Then Captain Wu went around searching, prying open the rubble, searching area by area, and shouting loudly.

Sure enough, he found many more survivors.

When night fell, they gathered around the Human Soul Fire, looking at the broken ge核 (ge he), and fell silent.

Just a day ago, they were still laughing and carefree in Mo Village, living a happy life.

But only a day later, their families were destroyed, and they looked around, but there was no one they recognized.

"Wu Yu (Black Rain) clan… Wu Yu (Black Rain) clan!! This hatred is irreconcilable!"

"I want revenge! I want to learn martial arts! Captain Wu, can you teach me martial arts?"

"Me too… I also want to kill the grotesque, I want to kill all the grotesque! I will kill until there are no grotesque left in the world! I swear, I swear!!"

When the enemy was mentioned, the crowd became excited.

Captain Wu noticed that the last person to speak was a little girl named An Dong'er, who seemed to be a descendant of Physician An.