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As soon as the words were spoken, countless figures began to rise from the ruins surrounding the Lord's Mansion. These individuals were all cultivators, but upon closer inspection, their levels were not high; the strongest among them was only at the Initial Golden Core stage, while most were at the Qi Refinement stage, specifically in the Cautious Phase.
Yuan Xiaotian sincerely said, "Although these people are not very powerful, they are the result of my efforts over a thousand years in Xiaoyao City. Cultivating here is extremely difficult; I had to keep it hidden from the many eyes and ears of the Immortal Palace. It has taken all my ingenuity to nurture this force! Do you know, my fellow immortal? These people were originally prepared to die here today. We had already agreed that if you two succeeded in assassinating the Immortal Emperor, even if everyone perished, they would definitely hold back the pursuers to give you time to return to Xu Yang Immortal Palace. Who would have thought, ha ha, children! We have won! The Immortal Palace has been leveled! All the immortals are dead! Ha ha!"
He laughed heartily, sweeping away the gloom in his heart.
The Rebels cheered loudly, and waves of jubilant shouts echoed all around. Soon, the entire Xiaoyao City was filled with resounding cries.
"The Immortal Palace has been destroyed by Masters Chu Hongzi and Heavenly Torch! From now on, we no longer have to carry out the Fifty Absolute Kill Order. Our elders can enjoy their twilight years in peace, and our children will no longer be enslaved by the Lord! Brothers, we are free!"
"We are free!"
"We are free!"
Tears filled everyone's eyes as they realized how hard-won this moment was.
However, they soon discovered that an even greater challenge awaited them.
The changes began to occur gradually.
At first, all the mortals joyfully cleaned up the collapsed houses under the leadership of the Rebels and began to rebuild their homes. A new life was about to unfold, and everyone was filled with hopes for a better future.
But they quickly noticed that the mighty river surrounding the Celestial Palace of Leisure and Great City was slowly disappearing. Initially, it did not attract much attention; however, when they woke up one day to find that the river had turned into a trickle, panic set in among all mortals.
The lifeblood of Xiaoyao City depended on this river. For tens of thousands of years, it had always flowed abundantly, providing irrigation and drinking water while isolating them from the vast Demon Sea Desert outside. Apart from this river, there were no other sources of water in Xiaoyao City. If this river dried up, everyone would perish.
When Yuan Xiaotian and Xi Che, leaders of the Rebels, rushed to the riverbank upon receiving reports, they found that only about one or two feet of water remained flowing in the center of what used to be a mighty river. This water was disappearing at a visibly rapid pace.
The two were taken aback and immediately instructed all the mortals to bring any containers they could find to the riverbank to collect water.
Next, they hurriedly flew to the City Lord's mansion. Heavenly Torch was sound asleep in a makeshift tent. After much effort, they managed to wake him up. Upon hearing the situation, Heavenly Torch quickly rushed with them to the riverbank.
In less than half an hour, the river had dwindled further, and the last remnants of water on the dry riverbed were rapidly seeping away, as if something invisible below was sucking it up. More troubling was that Heavenly Torch noticed the sky above was gradually darkening, and the scorching desert atmosphere from the Blood Sea could already be felt, indicating that the Restrictions enveloping Xiaoyao City were fading.
Heavenly Torch was dumbfounded; this must be the consequence of yesterday's battle, where he and his brothers had leveled the entire Celestial Palace!
It now appeared that the Celestial Palace inside and Xiaoyao City outside were interconnected. The outer city's Restrictions were maintained by Celestial Essence provided by the inner Celestial Palace. Once the palace was breached and its core Restrictions collapsed, Xiaoyao City would inevitably face disaster.
This concerned the lives of hundreds of thousands of mortals in Xiaoyao City! Heavenly Torch was frantic, ordering Yuan Xiaotian and Xi Che to do whatever it took to collect the last remaining river water while urgently contacting Li Hong.
Li Hong was meditating on a precious couch in the center of the Yin Yang Platform's Anti-Space White Jade Hall, occasionally waving his hand to summon an Eternal Herb from outside to consume. He absorbed its Spiritual Energy, feeling his extreme fatigue gradually dissipate. Just then, he sensed Heavenly Torch's call. Upon listening closely, he was startled and quickly exited the Yin Yang Platform.
Upon seeing him, Heavenly Torch grabbed his head in distress and said, "Brother, we're in big trouble. It seems that leveling the Celestial Palace has cut off these mortals' lifeline. What are we going to do? Hundreds of thousands of lives! Even if I don't care about mortals, I still don't want to create such a sin!"
Li Hong didn't say much in response; he shifted his form and appeared by the riverbank in an instant. The river had completely dried up, leaving only small isolated pools that were also disappearing rapidly. Nearby, tens of thousands of mortals were jumping anxiously, but all their usual containers for collecting water—buckets, jars, leather bags—were already full and there was nothing more they could do.
Li Hong quickly searched for a magical treasure but felt bitterly disappointed. Apart from a storage Extreme Treasure Cosmic Bag and a Yin Yang Platform capable of holding people, all his treasures were combat-oriented and none could hold water. Suddenly remembering some newly acquired treasures, his eyes lit up as he rummaged through them. Finally, he discovered a Yellow Gourd among them—its ancient appearance pockmarked but seemingly capable of holding water.
Without hesitation, Li Hong probed it with his Divine Consciousness and was overjoyed. This item resembled a Primordial Purple Gold Gourd and was crafted from an ancient Spiritual Root—an intermediate Extreme Treasure—making it quite suitable for holding water. Without delay, Li Hong began refining it and soon completed the process. In the next moment, connecting his mind with it and performing a spiritual incantation, he shouted, "Collect!"
The Yellow Gourd flew into the air; though it looked unremarkable at half an inch long, it was incredibly agile. Under Li Hong's mental command, it swiftly flew over the riverbed. As it passed each small pool of remaining water below, the water surged like a dragon into the gourd's opening. Although small in size, the Yellow Gourd continuously filled itself with water.
In no time at all, the Yellow Gourd had flown over a hundred miles, leaving behind a completely dry riverbed in its wake.
However, this speed was still no match for the rate at which the river water disappeared. By the time half of it was collected, even the small puddles in the remaining half of the river had vanished. The Yellow Gourd spun halfway around and flew back into Li Hong's hand.
Li Hong took the gourd and shook it; it sounded like there was only a little water at the bottom. What a pity that Heavenly Torch hadn't notified him earlier. If he had received the message half an hour sooner, he could have collected at least double the amount. However, this was still just a temporary solution.
During this time of collecting water, the Restrictions had silently broken. The dry heat from the Blood Sea outside was being swept in by the breeze, causing the crops in the fields to droop immediately, and the green fields were gradually turning yellow. It wouldn't be long before Xiaoyao City would completely become part of the Blood Sea.
This place could no longer support human habitation.
Li Hong felt a deep sense of guilt; he hadn't anticipated such consequences. Suddenly remembering Xiao Da and that Immortal Emperor's head still in the Yin Yang Platform's main space, he first released Xiao Da. Before Xiao Da could utter a word, Li Hong struck him down with a single blow, then incinerated both him and his Nascent Soul to ashes with True Fire. Next, Li Hong retrieved the Immortal Emperor's head and hurled it violently to the ground.
The head rolled a few times before righting itself and "standing" on the sandy surface, its eyelids trembling slightly.
Xi Che and Yuan Xiaotian could hardly believe their eyes and exclaimed in shock, "Xiao Yaozi!"
"Yes, it's Immortal Emperor Xiao Yaozi; now he is just a head! This wicked dog has enjoyed being an Immortal Emperor for tens of thousands of years while killing countless ascended immortals. You may not know this, but I discovered many Extreme Treasures left behind by Beast Cultivation practitioners in his palace! This Evil Being has committed murder and theft; how dare he call himself an Immortal Emperor!" The more Li Hong spoke, the angrier he became. He lifted his foot and stomped heavily on Xiao Yaozi's head, grinding it down forcefully.
With a screeching sound, what remained of the Immortal Emperor's neck was pressed into the yellow sand. Suddenly, the Immortal Emperor could no longer pretend to be dead; he cried out in desperation, "Spare me! I was forced into this! Chu Hongzi, you don't know who I am, do you? I am Ancestor Xiao Yaozi of Penglai Sect! We are all from Immortal Sect; spare me, please! Have mercy on my tens of thousands of years of cultivation! I beg you, do not kill me..."
His voice was hoarse, like a dying wolf echoing across the dry riverbed.
The surrounding Rebels and mortals were already stunned; they never imagined that one day the supreme Immortal Emperor would be reduced to just a head, begging for mercy under someone's foot.
Xi Che frowned and looked at Yuan Xiaotian, who happened to make the same gesture. The two exchanged glances immediately.
This scene caught Heavenly Torch's attention; he quickly understood that these two had secrets. Clearing his throat, he said, "Brothers, take this Evil Being's head away. Let's find a quiet place to interrogate him properly. Hmph, as if I'm afraid he won't talk!"
Li Hong nodded, holding the head of the Immortal Emperor in his hand as he rushed towards the City Lord's Mansion.
The area was clear, and the four of them slipped into the tent that had been hastily set up last night. Li Hong first laid down a Phantom Shadow Talisman to block sight and sound, then threw the head onto the ground. Heavenly Torch reached out to Li Hong, saying, "Brother, you mentioned earlier that you seemed to have collected a lot of Extreme Treasures. Can you lend me a sharp knife or sword to use?"
Without hesitation, Li Hong tossed over a pile of items, no less than seventeen or eighteen Flying Sword-type treasures.
Heavenly Torch casually picked up a silver-white small Flying Sword and remarked, "Not bad, this little knife is very sharp. It should work well for cutting eyelids." He bent down and waved the three-inch-long small Flying Sword over the Immortal Emperor's eyelid, muttering to himself, "Where should I start so I won't get my hands dirty? This is something to think about."
The Immortal Emperor was terrified and screamed again, "I'll talk! I'll tell you everything I know..."
"Then be honest! I'll ask a question, and you answer it. If you don't obey, don't blame Heavenly Torch for being rough with you! First question: Do you know someone named Chu Xi, a Fairy?" Li Hong shouted sternly.
"I really don't know or recognize her! I've already said it; it's been Three Thousand Years since you two first ascended here. For Three Thousand Years, no outsiders have come to the Immortal Realm!" the Immortal Emperor cried out in despair.
Li Hong had anticipated this outcome, but hearing it confirmed directly from the Immortal Emperor Xiao Yaozi still left him feeling disheartened.
Heavenly Torch understood Li Hong's feelings at that moment and took over the questioning. He shouted, "You better be honest. Now tell me what's going on outside; why is that big river dry?"
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