As the words fell, the space within a kilometer radius suddenly paused, as if submerged in seawater.

Houses, the Imperial Court’s army, rebels, flames, cannonballs, and even the air and sunlight all froze for a moment, displaying an unparalleled silence.

The next moment, everything moved again.

From extreme stillness to extreme motion, no one noticed.

Except Xu Mujun.

"Martial God Realm..."

He murmured, as if enlightened after slaying the Green-faced Ghost who had invoked the gods.

The Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber was inherently a weapon of battlefield slaughter.

It could absorb the essence, qi, and spirit of those it killed, thus enhancing the user’s power, and converting it into battlefield slaughter evil qi.

And now, after killing the Green-faced Ghost, a mysterious, indescribable aura and spirit—or rather, will—enveloped his heart.

"Summoning God... Heavens’ Will?"

"As long as one’s will is strong enough, it can induce Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, even the Heaven and Earth Rules, thus forming a powerful Power of Rules."

"Is this the Martial God Realm recorded in the Dragon Elephant Pure Yang Skill?"

"I... have understood."

The next moment, he stepped forward, instantly appearing before the Red-haired Ghost.

The Red-haired Ghost was shocked, subconsciously swinging his blade, only to see Xu Mujun gently swing his saber; the blade bypassed the light from the blade, bypassed his summoning, and swiftly struck his neck.

"Psh!"

Blood spurted out, and his head rolled far away.

The headless body ran for over ten meters before finally collapsing weakly onto the ground.

Another mysterious Power of Rules, Heavens’ Will surged from the Red-haired Ghost, captured and absorbed by Xu Mujun.

"Heavens’ Will... just a bit more."

Xu Mujun turned around, and at this moment, the One-eyed Ghost had been scared out of his wits, awakening from the state of summoning the gods.

Just as he was about to plead for mercy, a hint of a white lotus petal appeared at his brow, slightly shimmering.

The next second, his single eye became bewildered again, and he shouted, "Mother of Non-birth, Hometown of the True Void!"

"Buzz..."

In an instant, his gaze became fervent again, a strange fluctuation surged from his body, and the previously attached golden figure became even more solid.

The golden, illusory long spear in his hand fiercely stabbed out, leaving residual shadows in the air.

Xu Mujun moved, swinging his saber straight forward. The tip of the saber met the tip of the spear firmly, causing a faint wave.

The One-eyed Ghost laughed loudly, "Haha, Xu Mujun, you’re doomed! I have the protection of the Mother of Non-birth, you cannot kill me..."

"Noisy...!"

Xu Mujun said calmly, casually waving his hand as if swatting away annoying flies.

The next second, a strange fluctuation surged from his body, covering a kilometer radius.

The golden figure attached to the One-eyed Ghost blurred, flickering as if it might dissipate at any moment.

"Wh-what’s going on..."

His face changed drastically as he hurriedly called out the name of the Mother of Non-birth, but the fear in his heart only grew.

Several breaths later, the golden figure that had enveloped him shattered like a candle in the wind after flickering a few times!

"Impossible!"

The One-eyed Ghost cried out in surprise, "Mother of Non-birth, the follower requests..."

But at this moment, no matter how he shouted or prayed, he could no longer feel the Power of Invoking Gods.

Xu Mujun walked forward step by step, speaking coldly, "So-called Mother of Non-birth, Hometown of the True Void, are nothing but the tricks for fooling the populace."

"Your summoning skills are nothing but wicked ways, only affecting those with weak will."

"How can your minor resurgence challenge my Martial Dao Will?"

"Impossible, impossible..."

The One-eyed Ghost retreated in fear, finally turning to flee, but Xu Mujun casually threw his long saber, piercing his heart, and the body fell to the ground.

He reached out and grabbed, the long saber flew back to his hand.

"Gentlemen, kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!"

A chorus of shouts echoed from all directions of Guangqing City. With Xu Mujun’s effortless killing of the Three Ghosts of Shannan, the Imperial Court’s army’s morale soared, counter-attacking the White Lotus Sect rebels.

In contrast, the White Lotus Sect rebels’ morale swiftly plummeted, unable to withstand the surging Imperial Court army even with their devoted followers who practiced summoning skills.

At this moment, Xu Mujun gazed towards the center of Guangqing City.

"This feeling..."

He walked steadily forward, his figure seemingly like a fish entering water, rapidly approaching the center of Guangqing City.

Inside Guangqing City.

In a vast manor, White Lotus Sect followers, their eyes fervent, stood around the area, guarding the place.

Further inside, followers of evidently higher status than the guards sat cross-legged, forming lotus seals with their hands, murmuring softly.

Passing through the square, corridor, and into the innermost area, was a group of women clad in white gauze, forming a semicircle as they chanted scriptures.

"The clear mind and body confirm the Dharma stage, once able to remove illness from the body.

The endlessly moving jewels, primordial spirit shimmering, qi arranged;

Three thousand and seventy-two wise brothers, washing away dust in the Prajna boat;

Pure and focused, unhindered, ancient mirrors bright, not buried;

Leaving good and bad, from now, hands together to see the Tathagata..."

Before them stood a gigantic white lotus, three zhang high.

Numerous sandalwood incense burned on the lotus, floating and drifting, forming a celestial abode at the top, captivating countless minds.

At this time, a follower stepped in quickly, bowing before an old woman in white robes beneath the lotus, saying, "Holy Mother, the city has fallen."

"Hm?"

The old woman remarked puzzledly, "Why so quickly?"

"Although Guangqing City is not big, it’s three zhang high and guarded by a million followers..."

"Holy Mother, the invader is Xu Mujun, wielding the formidable Red Coat Cannon, effortlessly demolishing Guangqing City’s city wall and gate."

"How is the current situation unfolding?"

"The Imperial Court’s army is engaged in street battles with our followers in Guangqing City, and the losses are heavy."

The newcomer said in a low voice, "The Three Ghosts of Shannan have been killed, personally slain by Xu Mujun."

"Hehehe... Xu Mujun?"

The old woman chuckled softly, raising her head slightly, revealing her extremely aged appearance, with a head full of silver hair, even her eyebrows were entirely white.

Even her pupils were white!

Upon closer inspection, the old woman’s eyes were lifeless, her pupils unfocused, she was actually blind.

"Holy Mother... what should we do?"

The old woman chuckled softly, "I have received a divine oracle from the Mother of Non-birth, Guangqing City is Asura Prison."

"Our followers must enter the prison themselves and only by passing this tribulation can they ascend to the Hometown of the True Void!"

"Relay the divine oracle...!"

"The disciple earnestly requests the divine oracle!"

The newcomer immediately fell to the ground, and the many surrounding followers chanting scriptures also prostrated themselves reverently.

"The divine oracle..."

"All followers, with flesh and blood, go to resist the Imperial Court’s army."

"Sinking into Asura Prison can cleanse one’s sins, discard the guilty flesh, and ascend to the Hometown of the True Void."

"Beside the Mother of Non-birth is Paradise, where your loved ones will eternally enjoy bliss."

"Mother of Non-birth, Hometown of the True Void!"

"Obey the Holy Mother’s divine oracle!"

"Mother of Non-birth, Hometown of the True Void!"

The newcomer and the surrounding followers shouted loudly, and with these shouts, they gradually spread beyond the corridors, outside the palace, onto the square, and throughout the entire Guangqing City.

"Mother of Non-birth, Hometown of the True Void!"

"Mother of Non-birth, Hometown of the True Void!"

"..."

One by one, the White Lotus Sect followers, young men, women, even elderly and children, all stood up, their eyes fanatical as they surged towards the east of Guangqing City.

After all the believers had left, the old woman continued, "White Lotus Saints."

"The followers are here!"

In the darkness, more than ten figures slowly emerged.

These individuals were all strong, with bright eyes; some were men wielding sabers, some were alluring women, others were elders with sinister gazes, and there was even a dwarf child with an extended aura.

This group of people were all martial artists who believed in the White Lotus Sect.

Among them were several Grandmaster Realm Martial Artists.

The leader was a middle-aged woman.

She appeared enchanting, but the crow’s feet at her eyes revealed her age was not young.

"Lian Ning’er."

"The follower is here."

The woman knelt to the ground respectfully.

"Take your people to kill Xu Mujun, offering his life as a sacrifice to the Mother of Non-birth."

The old woman spoke softly, "This person has already broken through to the Innate realm, his martial arts cultivation is astonishing, his soul alone will suffice to please the Mother of Non-birth."

"The follower obeys the divine oracle!"

Lian Ning’er respectfully said, and then led more than ten saints to go intercept and kill Xu Mujun.

Once everyone had left, the old woman continued sitting cross-legged in front of the gigantic white lotus, murmuring softly, "White Lotus Sect, do you really think my White Lotus Sect is easy to bully?"

"The Tuoba Clan and Tianlong Temple are unwilling to act."

"Saint Heir... the White Lotus Sect’s inheritance is not easy to cultivate."

"There’s still one last step, if you don’t come, it will all just benefit Xu Mujun, heheh..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a flash of firelight suddenly glimmered at the top of the giant white lotus, then disappeared without a trace.

"Kill!"

"Drive the Imperial dogs out!"

"Guangqing City is our Guangqing City!"

"Mother of Non-birth, Hometown of the True Void!!!"

Cries suddenly came from afar.

The Dragon-soaring Army fighting bravely suddenly found, after they had struggled to slay many White Lotus Sect followers, even more of them surged forth from the nearby streets and alleys.

Unlike before, those rushing out this time from the White Lotus Sect were elderly, women, and even children!

Some elderly were draped in filthy, stinking clothes, their hair tied with hemp ropes, limping as they walked.

Some women were disheveled, and others with bound feet, their expressions raving and frail.

There were also children, appearing only seven or eight years old, still in their innocent and carefree times.

Yet even so, they were all intensely fervent, charging at the Dragon-soaring Army, wielding crude weapons unhesitatingly against them. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Some elderly even hurled their frail bodies against the sabers of the Dragon-soaring Army, merely to earn an opportunity for their companions to strike.

"Retreat!"

"Retreat quickly!"

At the front, many captains and commanding officers began issuing orders in a panic, continuously retreating.

In the face of the ferocious White Lotus Sect, when confronting the rebellious intent on slaughter, they could unsparingly wield blades and slay the enemy.

But in facing these frail and fanatical elderly, women, and children, the battle-hardened Dragon-soaring Army found themselves at a loss.

They dared not draw their swords, and when facing the fervent elderly, women, and children, they could only helplessly retreat.

Some Dragon-soaring Army soldiers even died at the hands of these White Lotus Sect followers due to their retreat.

Amidst the chaotic formation, a cold command suddenly sounded:

"Stand your ground! Do not retreat!"