Everything happened too suddenly. Patriarch He is still in a daze. The ruins before him, the wailing clansmen, the stubbornly resisting elders, and the flames that could not be extinguished, all made him fall into endless despair.

He was already covered in blood, and his shaking hands could barely hold the sword. His angry and ferocious face revealed his inner rage at the moment, and he stared viciously at the fiery and charming Fu Ling'er opposite him.

His heart was trembling.

"You don't know your own limitations. Since you can't bear to leave your son, why don't you go down and accompany him? Remember to be a good person in your next life." Fu Ling'er's cold face showed ruthlessness again. The next moment, the God-killing Sword in her hand flew out of her hand and shot towards the chest of the head of the He family like a laser.

"Puff," the long sword pierced through her chest, and with a "whoosh" the laser flashed, and the Sword of the God of Death returned to her hand.

"You... are despicable," Patriarch He looked down at the hole in his chest in disbelief, blood gushing out. He stared with his eyes wide open, his face full of unwillingness, he didn't even have time to dodge, and died with his eyes open.

After dealing with the He family leader, Fu Ling'er did not stop, and quickly flashed to Zhuge Qiao's side, taking the dangerous sword for her.

"Go, team up with Green Flame and Xiao Mengmeng, leave this to me."

Zhuge Qiao didn't waste any words. He made a feint and quickly dodged to Xiao Mengmeng's side. He raised his sword again and rushed towards the person opposite him.

The sound of killing was deafening in the He family mansion, and the flames illuminated the entire Humu City.

Those who were interested in the situation stood far away and watched the scene silently. Their expressions were different. Some of them showed a gloating smile on their faces, as if seeing the He family's misfortune was something that made them happy.

Some shook their heads and sighed, expressing their regret and sympathy for the He family's plight. Others frowned and fell into deep thought, as if wondering who had done such a cruel thing to the He family.

However, despite these people's different reactions, no one came forward to help. This also fully demonstrated how bad the He family's popularity was on weekdays, so that when they encountered difficulties, no one was willing to lend a hand.

The sky was turning pale, and the battle of the He family was over. Fu Ling'er and her companions had already evacuated Humu City.

The moment the sun rose, they disappeared from the scope of Humu City, as if they had never been there.

When Fu Ling'er and her companions appeared again, half a day had passed. After a long journey, they stepped into Shaping City again, because the headquarters of Guisha Pavilion was here.

In the city, people in the Guisha Pavilion were already in a panic at this moment.

More than half a month ago, when Deputy Pavilion Master Qin, also known as Qin Changye, received the news that Pavilion Master Ji had died, he became very uneasy.

His heart was in turmoil and he was always restless. Especially when the news that the branches of the various regions were wiped out exploded in his ears like thunder, he became even more anxious.

Now he finally realized that Fu Ling'er's terrifying strength was not an exaggeration. He felt like there was a sharp knife hanging over his head, which could fall down at any time and cut off his head.

His future is uncertain!

Even Pavilion Master Ji Rui is no match for Fu Ling'er, let alone the fact that his strength is even inferior to Pavilion Master Ji's?

What should he do?

Deputy Pavilion Master Qin felt at ease and paced back and forth in the study room. His mind was too confused to think of a perfect solution.

"Master, Pavilion Master Ji is gone. Now only you can take charge of Guisha Pavilion. You must keep calm." His attendant Qin Yi saw that his master looked uneasy, which was really unbecoming of a Pavilion Master, so he reminded him.

"It's already this late, how can I stay calm? Didn't you hear the news? How could Ji Rui, that damn useless guy, be so vulnerable? Damn it, he should just die instead of leaving me with such a mess."

"Master, if you really can't think of a solution, why not seek external help?"

"Looking for external aid? Hasn't Ji Rui looked for enough external aid during this period? He has turned the Seventh Heaven upside down, but it has done nothing. Instead, it has emboldened that bastard. Who knows how many people on this continent are laughing at the Ghost Demon Pavilion."

"Master, the external aid I am talking about is from above," Qin pointed his finger upwards, the meaning was self-evident.

"You mean... can it work? Are you sure I won't be burned to ashes by your anger?" Vice Pavilion Master Qin's heart twitched. Oh my god, he had never contacted his superiors before! In the past, Ji Rui had contacted his superiors in person, and he could only listen in at most. The majestic appearance of the superiors, with a glance that seemed to carry endless pressure, he didn't even dare to raise his head.

"This... Pavilion Master Ji is dead, this matter must be reported, right? As long as you are a little more skillful when reporting, you may be able to get strong support."

"Then... I'll go and try?" Deputy Pavilion Master Qin made up his mind. Even if he died, it would be better than staying here in fear and having all sorts of wild thoughts.

Deputy Pavilion Master Qin sat in the study for half the night, rehearsing countless speeches in his mind. He even rehearsed how to speak and what words to use in his mind, for fear that he would say a wrong word and bring about a fatal disaster.

Deputy Pavilion Master Qin prepared himself mentally before going to the Pavilion Master's study, where there was the Guisha Pavilion's special communication tool, the Sky Mirror.

Qin Changye inputted divine power into the Sky-peeping Mirror. He felt nervous and uneasy, hoping that the chief leader of Ge Yi Pavilion would be easy to talk to.

In a moment, the Sky Mirror flashed a bright light, and then Ge Yi's majestic and serious face appeared in the Sky Mirror.

"Ji Rui, what's the matter... Why is it you? Where is Ji Rui?"

"Respected Pavilion Master Ge, I, Qin Changye, have come to see Pavilion Master Ge. The truth is, Pavilion Master Ji Rui has already... half a month ago..." Qin Changye was stared at by Ge Yi's fierce eyes, as if all the blood in his body was about to stop flowing. He took a few deep breaths and tried to calm himself down. Only then did he tell Ge Yi the whole story of Ji Rui's death.

After a while, Qin Changye finished speaking and waited for Ge Yi to speak.

However, after a long while, he didn't hear Ge Yi speak. Just as his heart was pounding, Ge Yi spoke.

"So Ji Rui worked so hard, but in the end he got himself into trouble? Haha, he is more of a hindrance than a help. He is a fool, a fool. He can't even do such a simple thing?"

"Master Ge, to be honest, Fu Ling'er is indeed a tough guy. Master Ji has issued a bounty order, and it can be said that everyone on the continent knows about this news. In addition, many people have responded to the bounty order, but none of them have succeeded. On the contrary, like Master Ji, all of them have returned empty-handed. Fu Ling'er's strength is definitely above that of Master Ji Rui. Master Ge, what do you think... do you want to send someone to support her?" Feeling a strong sense of oppression on his body, Qin Changye said at the end, his voice as low as a mosquito.