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Chapter 247: Destroying the Heaven (19)

"Sacrifice to the heaven! Sacrifice to the heaven! Sacrifice to the heaven!"

Countless roars resounded through the sky like mountains and seas.

The scene in front of Shi Xuanying's eyes gradually became clear, and she found herself standing halfway up the mountain, with Xiao Hongfan, wearing armor, in front of her.

She held a tattered flag in her hand and looked calmly at the crowd not far away: "Who told you that offering me as a sacrifice to the heavens would appease the wrath of the heavens?"

A handsome young man in a Taoist robe pushed through the crowd and walked to the front, sneering, "How can the ancient prophecy be false?!"

Shi Xuanying had a vague impression that she had killed several people guarding the formation when Qu Du broke the formation and rescued Chen Xiang, and this person was one of them.

Xiao Hongfan also recognized the identity of the person, turned around and stared at the Grand Master who was leading the group: "He is the disciple of that evil minister Liu Shuji, and you actually believed him!"

The Grand Master said righteously: "General Xiao, we have all seen the prophecy in the cave left by the ancient great power. It is true. General Xiao, please sacrifice yourself to save the people of this world!"

"Please ask General Xiao to save the people of this world!"

"What crime have the people committed?"

They said "beg", but their attitude was aggressive. Many martial artists had already drawn their weapons and pointed them at Xiao Hongfan, and it seemed that they would attack her if she said "no".

Xiao Hongfan's eyes swept across the faces of those people one by one. Their eyes were either pleading, vicious, or threatening... But she saw two words in those eyes - "instinct".

It is the instinct of hunting in the jungle, the instinct of surviving by stepping on the corpses of others.

Everything seems to be getting further and further away from the world in my dreams...

The already shaky pillar in Xiao Hongfan's heart suddenly collapsed, and his spirit was lost along with it. At that moment, he felt that the flag in his hand weighed more than a thousand pounds.

She smiled sarcastically: "As you wish!"

The evening breeze suddenly blew up from the mountains, blowing up her robe, as if trying to keep her and urging her to stay.

Shi Xuanying didn't know what happened before, but she could roughly piece together the cause and effect from a few words.

At this point the timeline has come to the time after Liu Shuji was killed.

Shi Xuanying didn't believe that there was any prophecy in the cave of the ancient powerful being. It was most likely that Liu Shuji had left a trick up his sleeve before his death, and wanted to drag Xiao Hongfan to be buried with him.

Liu Shuji has always been a shrewd and calculating person. He probably anticipated what would happen next before his death, so he left the prophecy of "Xiao Hongfan's sacrifice to heaven to save the world" in his inheritance early on. When the epidemic was raging and could not be controlled, it would be "accidentally" discovered by someone.

Looking at the current situation, it is obvious that his plan was successful.

The setting sun was blood red, and the tombstones on the hilltop pointed straight to the sky, just like the surrounding cedar forests.

When Xiao Hongfan took the red blood flag into his arms, turned around and knelt on one knee facing the group of steles, Shi Xuanying finally confirmed that this was the scene of Xiao Hongfan committing suicide.

The previous picture showed the setting sun, tombstones, the red blood flag, and Xiao Hongfan's half-kneeling figure, but unexpectedly, if you change the angle, you can see that there are thousands of people standing behind her.

They all stared at her with eyes as if they were devouring a sacrifice.

Among the thousands of people present, no one remembered the great contributions this female general had made to pacifying the world, and no one remembered that she had led the Red Blood Army to garrison the border and protect the peace after her death.

Xiao Hongfan lifted the torn flag and covered her face with it. No one could see her expression at that moment.

The low whispers were faintly heard in the wind.

Shi Xuanying's ears moved slightly, and she heard clearly an obscure spell uttered by Xiao Hongfan.

The setting sun in the sky suddenly became brighter again, half hidden in the clouds, as if the horizon had opened a blood-red eye.

The young man in Taoist robes looked up at the sky and urged anxiously, "General Xiao..."

He stopped talking when he saw Xiao Hongfan put down the red blood flag and slowly drew out his sword. The sword that killed the enemy pierced his body without hesitation, but Xiao Hongfan showed a smile of successful revenge on his face.

She rested her forehead on her knees. Except for the blood flowing in a stream on the ground, everything was calm and almost peaceful.

The setting sun dyed the clouds into a magnificent fiery sunset. Half the sky was burning red. Everyone's face was coated with golden red. In the Red Blood Army cemetery, black shadows slowly grew out from behind the tombstones.

Those black shadows were like fir trees reaching into the sky, connecting heaven and earth.

Someone whispered, "Was the sacrifice successful?"

The sound was very small, but it was like thunder in a drought in the dead silence, and the frozen crowd began to stir.

"Is that... a cedar tree?"

The black shadow growing out of the cemetery is columnar, wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, and its shape is very similar to that of a cedar tree.

"No way, there are no bare fir trees."

"Ah!" The young man in Taoist robe suddenly cried out in pain, "Xiao Hongfan!"

Everyone looked at him, and saw that the blood flowing from Xiao Hongfan's body had turned into black mist and wrapped around the young man.

The people around him stepped away, watching him being drained of energy in horror.

It was not until this moment that everyone realized something was wrong. However, the thick black air in the cemetery poured down like a flood, engulfing the crowd in the blink of an eye.

The shrill screams and cries of pain continued to ring out.

Shi Xuanying looked up and saw that the originally bare "trunk" seemed to be injected with nutrients and began to grow branches.

"Secret art of guarding the soul..."

In the last dream, the Queen gave Xiao Hongfan a volume of "The Secret Art of Guarding the Soul", which was forcibly opened by Shi Xuanying using telekinesis to spy on its contents.

That magic has two sides: using death to protect life, and using life to protect death.

Xiao Hongfan used the method of "guarding the dead with the living", that is, using living people to sacrifice to the heavens and build a quiet place independent of heaven and earth for the dead.

Xiao Hongfan had obviously already prepared everything necessary for the sacrifice at the Red Blood Army Cemetery. She ran here just to make the final decision.

Although there had been some speculations, before Xiao Hongfan chanted the spell, Shi Xuanying had not expected such an extremely opposite result, because Xiao Hongfan was a man of destiny born when the way of heaven collapsed, and he had been carrying the heavy responsibility of "saving the world" since his birth.

Once one is contaminated by "divinity" and "destiny", it seems that one cannot judge the outcome based on "human nature".

For example, Xi Nu and the others usually fight and quarrel with each other, and each has his or her own temper, and different little thoughts and calculations among each other. However, when faced with the crack in the sky, the entire tribe, without exception, chooses to sacrifice themselves to repair the sky. This is the divinity rooted in their blood.

Xiao Hongfan lost her father in her childhood, her husband in her youth, and everyone around her died of conspiracy in her middle age. Facing the pressure from the people of the world, she was extremely calm and chose the evil thoughts in her heart, dragging everyone to be buried with her.

The last person who struggled and cried out, "Those who carry firewood for the people should not be allowed to freeze to death in the wind and snow" is dead, and no one in the world understands her anymore.

Xiao Hongfan slowly fell in a pool of blood. Shi Xuanying looked into those half-closed eyes. In a trance, the dazzling sunlight tore through the darkness of the end of the world. Behind them were blue sky and white clouds, golden wheat waves, the simple smiles of the people in the fields, and the sounds of chickens and dogs on the roads.

From the village came the clear recitations of young children: "The sky and earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and wild, the sun and moon wax and wane, the stars are lined up, winter comes and summer goes, autumn harvests, winter stores, leap years make a year..."

Xiao Hongfan reined in his horse and stared at the child who was shaking his head in the private school, lost in thought.

The sound of recitation was still lingering in her ears, but Shi Xuanying had been pushed out of the dream.

There was a sudden tremor in the Purple Palace. When she looked inside, she was shocked to find that the blood stains on the Red Blood Flag were slowly seeping out and condensing into a blood mist around the entire flag.

The red blood flag trembled, and energy spread out like ripples, washing over Shi Xuanying's consciousness again and again. She felt that her consciousness was gradually being driven away, and subconsciously closed her eyes to cover her pupils that had disappeared.