A single word, and the sword light fell like rivers cascading down from the sky.
As far as the eye could see, countless members of the Ghost Race were instantly pierced through by the sword light, without even a chance to scream, turning into nothingness.
Not only the Ghost Race, but many from the Human Clan who aided and abetted them also fell under the sword light at the same time.
Song Jingyue stared blankly, seeing the sword light whiz past her, not harming her in the slightest.
As she was overwhelmed by shock, a scream snapped her back to reality. Turning around, she saw her unfortunate senior brother Leng Boceng had been pierced through the heart by a sword, dying an unnatural death.
The body fell to the ground, blood gushing out like a river.
The entire Destiny City, and even the entire Destiny Plane, lost more than half of its population in an instant, both of the Ghost Race and Human Clan.
Meanwhile, in a small town thousands of miles away from Destiny City, Jin Jue was sitting in a tea stall, sipping tea, while the tea vendor had long since fled in terror.
For behind Jin Jue stood a Ghost Race youth with a respectful demeanor.
This ghostly youth looked merely like a teenager yet lacked the arrogance and viciousness typical of the Ghost Race.
Even so, he still scared the tea stall vendor away.
The ghostly youth seemed somewhat pained, "Master! Do we of the Ghost Race invite such hatred normally?"
Jin Jue nodded, continuing to leisurely eat his dry biscuit.
The ghostly youth sighed lightly, "I am aware of the heavy sins I bear. Fortunately, I met you, Master, otherwise my life might have been spent in bewilderment."
Jin Jue chuckled.
But at that moment, the anomalies in the sky caught the ghostly youthβs attention.
When he saw it was countless sword lights and noticed the flames burning atop them, he shuddered violently, exclaiming, "Master! Look!"
Jin Jue naturally sensed it too. As he looked up, his clear eyes flashed with astonishment but quickly lowered again as he softly spoke.
"Pay them no mind. Do you still remember the Repentance Mantra I taught you?"
"I remember!"
"Recite it!"
"Yes... yes!"
Despite his fear, the ghostly youth closed his eyes and began reciting the mantra quietly.
Meanwhile, the vast sword lights were pouring down, sweeping through everything in an instant.
When the sword lights reached the tea stall, they nearly all aimed at the ghostly youth.
But as they drew near, they suddenly halted, then began to spin slowly.
The ghostly youth kept his eyes shut, continuously chanting the mantra.
The sword lights gradually softened and eventually pulled back slowly.
Surprisingly, as the sword lights passed by Jin Jue, they all slightly bent, like a nod of recognition, before dissipating.
Jin Jue was slightly taken aback, then started laughing.
Once the threat of the sword lights vanished, the ghostly youth finally opened his eyes, still filled with dread.
"Mas... Master, what was that just now?"
Jin Jue gazed at the dragon-like sea of swords fading into the distance, his eyes showing a complicated glint, and finally said softly, "That is retribution!"
"Retribution...." the ghostly youth murmured softly, eyes filled with an increasingly pure faithful devotion.
"Master, my Ghost Race has committed grave sins, and such catastrophe is deserved. I am willing to repent for my entire race in the future!"
"Blessed be!" Jin Jue nodded then stood up, leaving a Silver Coin behind.
High above Destiny City, Wen Muling widened her eyes in disbelief, watching everything unfold before her.
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