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The grass and trees were shady, the clouds were light, the sky was high and the ground was quiet. It was a bustling city.

Jade Wall City was prosperous and beautiful like a beautiful woman. The people living within it were proud and content, peaceful and serene, yet their hearts were filled with joy and the spring breeze was refreshing. However, even though she was beautiful, her beauty could still be easily lost. Perhaps, the Jade Wall City that the Murong Family had painstakingly built for hundreds of years would soon lose its splendor like a beauty and die a tragic death.

In the blink of an eye, the fifth family had already settled down in a long and simple alley in Jade Wall City — — Grass Market Street for more than half a year.

As for Luo Ying, she was already half a year old. Although her warm physique had not been completely removed, the daily absorption of the unpolished jade had greatly improved. However, occasionally the heat would flare up and the pain would be extreme.

It was late autumn, the stars were high in the sky, and the night was as cold as water.

The streets of Grass Market had long since turned yellow, and the surroundings were completely silent. Occasionally, pedestrians would hurry by, but they would return home. The faint snores and mumbles of sleeping people could be heard; it was an intoxicating and peaceful night.

At this moment, fifth family hurried home with a bag of herbs. Luo Ying's hot physique flared up again, and fifth family had to be treated with herbs. The street was empty. At the end of the street, in the darkness, the Fifth Avenue's only feeling was that there was someone moving around.

"Is anyone there?" When they were almost to the door of his house, he did not need to care about it, but instinctively, he asked a question.

He saw a figure slowly walking out from the shadows. It was more accurate to say that it was floating out. This person was tall and was wearing a long black robe. There was a huge bamboo hat on his head that covered his face.

"It's so late, why aren't you coming home?" Although Jade Wall City was a rich city, there were still many homeless poor people. Could it be that he was also a homeless wanderer?

"It's so late, I'm going home." The black shadow said in a faint voice.

His voice was low and heavy, and he still couldn't see the man's face clearly. He only felt that the eagle-eyes that shot out from under the conical bamboo hat were staring right at him, and an inexplicably strong evil aura assaulted his face, causing him to feel uncomfortable all over. The black robe floated past and gradually disappeared around the corner. The strange look in the eyes under the bamboo hat made Fifth Avenue shudder.

A gust of wind gusted by, seemingly containing a sinister intent. At this moment, swarms of birds flapped low in the air, accompanied by shrill cries; the rats on the rooftops scattered in groups; and the horses in the stables, restless, kicked forward and back, leaped high and tore at the cords with all their might. These strange creatures seemed to wake up the people in their dreams. Everyone looked at this scene in astonishment, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly, thousands of fireballs descended like raindrops from the sky, carrying with them a destructive force, as if they were going to swallow up the entire Jade Wall City in the blink of an eye. In just half a second, the entire city was filled with terrifying flames. Residents' houses, inns, wine houses, and manors were all engulfed in a sea of fire, wailing, calling for help, shouting for help, cracking of yellow sorghum, and collapsing of houses. The fireballs from the sky were still concentrated within the city. The hot air they produced was as if it would devour everything within Jade Wall City. This was an extremely rare natural disaster — "Heaven's Burst".

Mu Rong Kongming and the rest of the Taixuan disciples who had rushed over blocked the ferocious flames while evacuating the residents of the city. Unfortunately, no matter how strong and determined Mu Rong Kongming was, the Taixuan disciples were unable to stop this devastating natural disaster no matter how hard they tried. Everyone's eyes were filled with terror as their faces twitched and their bodies trembled. The fire that filled the sky would become an unerasable memory in their lifetime. It would wrap around their nerves like a ghost and would not dissipate the haze in their hearts.

The next morning, the sky had returned to its former tranquility. It seemed like the "Heaven's Burst" that had been raging the night before had disappeared. After this calamity, Jade Wall City had suffered more than half of the casualties and half of the city had been destroyed. The city was a sight to behold, devoid of its usual colorful colors, the air still thick with the smell of burning, the black smoke still rising from the ruins, the crumbling solid walls, the broken wine flags fluttering in the wind, the taverns falling, even the indestructible dragon tongue, the destruction of the houses on Grass Market Street. In the empty street, the fifth couple tightly held Fallen Ying. Their faces were haggard and their eyes were bloodshot. Fortunately, they were still alive after the natural disaster.

Jade Wall City was a bustling place of the past. Its vitality was greatly damaged by the sudden 'Heaven's Burst', causing it to become desolate and desolate like a dead city. Countless innocent lives were lost under this' Heaven's Burst '!

Many years later, the memories of this natural disaster were still fresh in the minds of the Taixuan disciples. They were filled with reverence, fear and hatred towards the "Heaven's Burst", and after experiencing the Nirvana Baptism, which resulted from the destruction of the jade wall, the Jade Wall City had become even more resolute, tenacious, and indestructible after Murong Kongming painstakingly operated it. Of course, this was all in the future.

At this moment, Mu Rong Kongming's family was still lucky enough to survive. Mu Rong Kongming, who was leaning against a corner of the room, had a lifeless look in his eyes and his face was haggard. There was a bamboo stick stuck deeply into his left shoulder, and his clothes were soaked with blood. Apparently, he had suffered some injuries from last night's rescue, but he still felt no pain. His tears had dried up, his nerves were numb, and his heart was like dying embers.

His expression was solemn, his brows were tightly knitted together. He stood in front of the many disciples, and his eyes slowly swept across the city that had been "scorched" by the "Heaven" and his face tightened up, his muscles twitched, and his eyes became hazy and moist.

"Head senior brother, I've already sent people to do a preliminary check, the city is severely damaged, and it's late at night, three quarters of the people died, I never thought that the 'Heaven's Burst' would have such destructive power!" He looked haggard and haggard. Last night, he had led his disciples in disaster relief and hadn't slept for the entire night, but the results were still meagre.

"This' Heaven's Burst 'is a once in a millennium natural disaster. The heat released by the Universe is condensed in the air, forming an incomparably hot energy layer. When this energy reaches the pinnacle, it will erupt, turning into a fireball falling from the sky. I have also heard about it from grandmaster in the past. Uncle Fang seemed to be deep in thought as he slowly spoke.

Yin Baoyun said, "Head senior brother, all the survivors in the city have been physically and mentally injured. The most important thing now is to heal the wounded and calm the people."

Uncle Fang nodded his head repeatedly, "Yes, saving lives is more important. Junior Brother, this is your responsibility. As the leader of the twelve pots of the four cities, we, Supreme Mystery, will definitely take the lead."

Yin Bao rolled up his Qi to seal Mu Rong Kongming's left shoulder. With a "sou" sound, fresh blood flew out from the bamboo branch, but there wasn't much blood on the wound. Mu Rong Kong Ming's face twitched, and he fainted. It seemed that Mu Rong Kongming's injuries were not light. In addition to his exhausted heart, he was in a miserable state. The meridians in his body were extremely weak, so he was immediately transferred to the Supreme Profound City to be treated.

This was the first time in his life that he had witnessed the elegant demeanor of an Elder of Taixuan in such a close proximity. He thought to himself, "Being fearless in the face of danger, cultivating the world and saving the citizens from fire and water is not something that ordinary people can learn. If I were to enter Taixuan in the future, I would be able to fulfil my husband's dream of saving the world and the heavens.

The sun rose slowly, its gentle rays shining on the ruined walls and ruins of Jade Wall City, filling everyone's tired faces. In the past, the sunny weather like this would always bring people happiness, warmth, confidence and hope. Even the beggars in the city would smile in the warm sun, as if they were asking for a few taels of silver. But now, all of their faces were overcast with dark clouds and filled with grief. They had suddenly suffered a natural disaster and lost their loved ones. At this moment, the greatest need for them to properly settle down and comfort their hearts was. Many years later, these departed undead would return to the afterworld, reincarnated to any place in the Six Realms. However, their previous love for each other was irreparable.

In a sudden encounter with a natural disaster, everyone helped. Among the 12 altars, the Ottawa Master Jade Ion, the Heaven Shocking Cloud Master Xin Guest, the Central Melody Master Yu Changxiu, as well as Lang Xie City, Xi Yong City, and Yi City all came to provide assistance. After more than forty days of hard work, the survivors were all placed into the empty rooms in the city. The grief on their faces had lessened a bit, but the trauma of their souls still needed to be slowly comforted. In fact, for those who were still alive, they had to face what remained of their homes. Sometimes, life was more painful than death.

In the blink of an eye, Ying Luo was already half a year old. Under the constant treatment of the unpolished jade and herbal medicine, her hot body had gradually returned to normal, but the unpolished jade was still a cold material after all. Although the daily absorption of the unpolished jade dispelled the heat from her body, it also transmitted the cold qi to her body.

It was an ordinary early winter night. The streets were dark and cold, the monotonous sounds far and near. Occasionally, there were a few barking sounds coming from the alleyway, a night when people had long since fallen asleep. At this moment, Fifth Wife was carrying a jug of warm wine home by himself. In the dimness of the street, he once again saw that person wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat on his tall body. This time, he still couldn't see the face of the black robe. His steps were light and erratic, as if he couldn't feel his steps at all.

Filled with suspicion, Fifth Miss raised the wine pot in her hand and asked, "It's cold out, why not drink a cup of wine to warm your body?"

That person walked past without a trace and a faint voice came from under the bamboo hat, "I hope that you can get drunk tonight. Perhaps you won't have many chances to drink anymore in the future."

The fifth family felt a deep sense of hostility, as if their hearts were suddenly shaken. They felt a slight pain, and when they raised their heads, the black robe had already floated far away, disappearing into the darkness at the corner.

The next morning, the Jade Wall City was abnormally quiet. A strange aura seemed to be floating in the air.

Suddenly, a few screams came from the market. Old Man Liu, who was usually powerless, had a blunt saber in his hand, and a fierce look was revealed on his face. Meanwhile, the normally good-natured and good-natured woodcutter, Li Jiu, was confronting him with a machete in his hand. The two remained silent. There seemed to be a flame of hatred burning in their eyes as a terrifying bone-piercing sound entered the ears of the onlookers.

Old Man Liu's blade cut into the shoulder of Old Man Li. The wooden sabre instantly stabbed into Old Man Li's stomach, causing blood to spurt out. The miserable scene was shocking; not a single person dared to go forward and dissuade him.

Not long after, the two of them died in the middle of killing each other. Their faces were horribly dark brown.

This kind of tragedy broke the peace in the early morning. In less than an hour, there were six such bloody tragedies that happened in succession within the city. The entire Jade Wall City was in a state of panic.

At this time, Yin Yang treasure scroll once again led the Taixuan disciples to rush over to help. These dead people were normally very gentle and harmonious people. They seemed to have limitless strength when they fought. After death, their faces all turned dark brown, and all the meridians in their bodies were broken, as if they had been possessed by the Devil Dao. That terrifying facial expression was like a ghost in the backland world, like a bloodthirsty beast in the dark forest that made people shudder in fear.

The tragedy happened every day, and the people of Jade Wall City were in great danger. Rumors had it that it was because of the strange plague left behind by the 'Heaven's Burn'. There was only one way left for them to die.

The fifth couple had sunken eyes, and their ruddy faces were gradually turning a light brown color. Fortunately, the young Ying Luo didn't suffer from this strange disease. They knelt in front of the scroll and begged it to bring Luo Ying to Taixuan and accept her as a disciple.

Yin Bao was surprised at Luo Ying's background and his own bizarre gelid qi, but even more surprised at how young Luo Ying wasn't infected with the strange plague, so he agreed to the request of the 5th family.

The setting sun shone like blood, as if it was filled with resentment and adoration, and as if it were weeping.

A chilly wind blew past, bringing with it a tinge of blood in the air. It blew across Uncle Fang's deep and determined face and lifted his slightly white hair into the air. His green robe flapped loudly, letting out a heavy whooshing sound.

The strange plague in Jade Wall City had persisted for more than ten days, and the people of the city had taken too many lives. But perhaps only Uncle Fang understood:

This strange plague was not caused by the 'Heaven's Burn', but was a heart curse secretly laid by the demonic world!

Two hundred years ago, when he was still an inner sect disciple, two of the Supreme Mystery City's outer disciples had been secretly cast by the Devil Realm's inner sect. After they had been killed, they had possessed miraculous powers and killed eleven inner sect disciples in a row. After the two died, their faces turned dark brown, and the meridians in their bodies had long since been severed.

Even after so many years, the terrifying, ferocious and merciless killing of those two central spellcasters were still vivid in his mind. Unexpectedly, after two hundred years, the Mortal Realm was met with another insidious scheme by the Demon World.

A mortal will perish if he is the center of a spell, and those who are slain by the center spell will be infected.

The Devil Realm had such a vicious heart! Uncle Fang clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands, his fingers creaking.

The air was filled with a dreary air, the night was bleak, and a cold wind blew.

Uncle Fang was still standing on the jade wall, the evening breeze once again blowing across his weathered face and hair. In the distance floated a lantern, faint and flickering in the dark and terrible night. The light drifted off into the distance and disappeared into the endless winter night.

Perhaps the man who put out the lamp was still praying reverently, but the faint light had long since been swallowed up by the raging darkness, and the man who put out the lamp's hope had ceased to exist in the annihilated light.

Perhaps, lack of hope was the greatest hope, and lack of confidence gave people the greatest confidence.

At this moment, Uncle Fang seemed to have made his decision. However, this decision might bring even more pain to Jade Wall City's residents who had suffered from the Heart Mantra. However, it might be the greatest relief to them.

This decision of Uncle Fang's had allowed everyone in Jade Wall City to escape from the pain, but it had also plunged him into a state of remorse and self-blame. After many years, he was finally unable to endure the guilt in his heart and retreated.

The night was getting darker, drowning out everything. Uncle Fang finally made up his mind and secretly channeled his internal energy as he flew into Jade Wall City.