The Secret of the Goddess

Chapter 208 Ruins of Shengwei Mansion

"The third level of Dharma Realm..."

"Calculating the time, Miss Xiao should be only twenty-four years old..."

"It's unbelievable, it's really scary."

All the generals were shocked, not expecting that this powerful female monk was actually Xiao Qingruo.

Seeing how beautiful she was, everyone thought it was a female elder from the Shengwei Mansion who had just returned from training outside. Unexpectedly, this was the case.

Six years ago, the realm fell to the third level of Immortality Realm, but now it has advanced rapidly to the third level of Dharma Realm. The leap of a huge realm in six years is simply terrifying!

She is indeed like a legend, the most talented person in the history of heaven and earth!

but……

The generals thought again, who is this man named Xue Yi?

His cultivation is obviously a little higher than Xiao Qingruo, reaching the fourth level of Dharma Realm!

And he even called Lei Pang "Brother Lei"!

Doesn't this mean that Xue Yi is younger than Lei Pang and has higher cultivation than Xiao Qingruo?

"You two..."

General Chi Jia hesitated to speak.

Xiao Qingruo didn't want to stay in the fortress anymore and said: "Generals, we want to return to Lingzhou immediately, so we won't bother you any more. We are working hard on the front line, so pay attention to rest."

"Well, Miss Xiao, I won't send you far away. If you are interested in fighting the barbarians in the future, you can come here to discuss plans with us. You are a rich man, and you must not go and take risks alone." General Chi Jia reminded.

If a peerless goddess like Xiao Qingruo accidentally fell into the hands of the barbarians in order to avenge an elite soldier from the Cave Heaven realm, it would be a tragedy for the divine dynasty.

Xiao Qingruo naturally understood this, said he knew, and left with Xue Yi immediately.

Xue Yi carried Lei Pang's gun on his back, flew into the air, and headed towards Lingzhou.

Xiao Qingruo saw that he was slightly depressed and asked, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm just a little sad that a good life has been lost like this." Xue Yi replied.

Xiao Qingruo held his hand and said: "Yes, life is fragile, so we have to practice hard. Only by becoming the strongest emperor in the world in the future can we enjoy all the beauty in the world without any worries, until the mountains and rivers decay, Never separate."

"Ruo'er, you're so kind." Xue Yi held her soft little hand.

"That's for sure!" She raised her chin, a little proud.

Across the mountains and rivers, ahead is the boundary of Shenchao Dongjun.

There are four prefectures in Dongjun, the nearest one is Lingzhou, Xiazhou is to the south of Lingzhou, Xizhou is to the north, and there is Yizhou to the west.

Originally, although Dongjun was close to the border, it had a pleasant climate, superior environment, and a large population.

But now...

The two of them were in the air, looking far into the distance, and clearly saw many scars on the ground, which were similar to the scenes in the hinterland of the barbarians. They were all traces left after the Holy War.

There were forests burned to death, mountains cut off by sharp knives, and towns crumbling before the power of the saints, turning into ruins with no one to pick up their bones.

The further you go, the more you see such scenes.

"Ruo'er..."

Xue Yi obviously felt Xiao Qingruo's hand clenching tighter and tighter. She was very angry and blamed herself because these things were related to her!

Not long after walking forward, Lingzhou City was already in sight.

When the two of them saw the outline of Qinglingzhou, they were both shocked.

Lingzhou was originally a large, square city, but now, the entire northern half of the city has completely changed!

The ground was crushed by some powerful force, and a large area sank more than ten meters, surrounded by traces of torn blades and thunder and fire bombardments.

Although some people have cleaned and reconstructed the ruins in the past six years, the main traces cannot be removed. It can be seen at a glance that it is the work of a saint!

"That dented palm print was left by at least a master at level seven or above of the Yin-Yang Realm, and it was deliberately shot at the ground with the purpose of destroying the Holy Power Mansion." Xiao Qingruo said after looking at the remnants of the Holy War.

There was no anger in her tone, just calmness.

Xue Yi understood that the calmer she was, the angrier she became.

The biggest battle scar in the northern half of Lingzhou City was the palm print that completely destroyed Shengwei Mansion and some surrounding street buildings, causing it to sink more than ten meters.

The maker of this palm print has already been on Xiao Qingruo's must-kill list!

The rest of the traces were left by the battle between the saints. Most of the power was released towards the enemy, not the ground, so it didn't look that exaggerated.

"Go back first and see how many survivors there are." Xue Yi said.

Although he was also angry, he did not lose his mind.

Almost the entire Shengwei Mansion was destroyed with one strike. Unless they were evacuated in advance, no one would be able to survive.

So if you want to find survivors, you have to spend some effort.

Soon, the two came to the sky above Lingzhou, fell from the sky, and came to the ruins of Shengwei Mansion.

Looking closer, the ruins looked even more tragic. The ground seemed to have been run over by a soil compactor. The soil, bricks, grass and trees, and the structure of the houses were completely integrated with the earth and were flattened.

In some places, small mounds of soil appeared, which were deliberately covered by someone. It is not difficult to imagine that there should be corpses embedded in the ground underneath. They were buried because they were afraid that the corpses would rot and stink and cause a plague.

And there are hundreds of such mounds!

Xue Yi glanced at it and saw that in addition to a particularly large mound of soil, there was a stone tablet erected where the meeting hall of Shengwei Mansion used to be.

The two walked over and saw the words engraved on the stone tablet.

[Tomb of Xu Conglong, the 17th generation Lord of Shengwei Mansion, and the heroes of Shengwei Mansion]

The names of the heroes are engraved in small characters below.

Third Elder Xiao Jingcheng, Fourth Elder Xu Henxian, Fifth Elder Huo Liao, Sixth Elder Huo Tong, Seventh Elder Qi Xie, and the Lord's personal guard Tieyi.

There are at least seven people buried under this mound, and perhaps some guards and servants are also inside.

It can be imagined that when the Barbarian Saint came, the high-level officials of Shengwei Mansion were discussing things.

Then they were killed by a palm without time to prepare. The flesh and blood of the corpses were mixed with the building of the meeting hall, the rocks and soil on the ground. They could not even be buried separately, so they could only erect a monument in this hasty way.

There is no signature under the tombstone. I don’t know who helped to erect it. It may be a survivor of Shengwei Mansion, or it may be the Lord of Lingzhou City.

After all, the relationship between the City Lord Mansion and Shengwei Mansion has always been very good.

"Hey, who are you?"

At this time, footsteps were heard not far away.

Xue Yi and Xiao Qingruo came from the sky, attracting the attention of some people in Lingzhou.

Looking back, I saw some practitioners from small families watching from a distance, and the one who was talking was a middle-aged man.

Xue Yi happened to have seen this person before. He was the chief instructor of the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, named Yang He, with the strength of the Immortal Realm.

"Chief Instructor Yang." Xue Yi greeted him.

Yang He looked at him and felt that Xue Yi looked familiar. He had seen him before when he was clearing out the barbarian invaders in Dongshan.

Looking at the woman next to Xue Yi again, her perfect figure and impeccable beautiful back, it turned out to be...

"Miss Xiao!"

Yang He exclaimed.

The masters of the small families around him also guessed Xiao Qingruo's identity and were surprised.

Xiao Qingruo bowed to the tombstones of the mansion master and the elders, turned around slowly, and said, "Can anyone tell me clearly what happened six years ago?"

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