Granny Li gradually calmed down from her shock. Looking at the third sun in the sky, her attention was attracted again. She asked, "My Lord, it's already three suns. What should we do?"
At this moment, she had absolute confidence that the Lord could defeat the Yellow Emperor's former subordinates and stop this disaster.
The Lord remained calm and said lightly, "This world will belong to the martial artists. If others can't survive this disaster, then it's their fate."
Granny Li's heart skipped a beat. She immediately understood the meaning of the Lord's words.
He was going to stand by and do nothing.
Sure enough, the Lord continued, "This is a sin committed by the cultivators. It can let others know more about the cruelty of the cultivators. It's good for us. Why should we stop it?"
"But …" Granny Li wanted to refute, but she swallowed her words. She had never been soft-hearted. Her mind flashed and she understood the Lord's intention.
He wanted to let the world know about the evil of the cultivators through this incident. Then, they would hate the cultivators and naturally fall into the arms of the martial artists.
Although the Lord was confident in his own strength, he was still a modern man. He understood the importance of the general public.
He would not be like the ancient kings who ignored the general public. Instead, he would follow the will of the people and use it to his advantage. This was his wisdom.
"My Lord, this time, someone will definitely stop the Yellow Emperor's former subordinates. Will they succeed?" At this time, Granny Li was a little worried that the soul of the Golden Crow could not be fully condensed and the world would see the sins of the cultivators. If that happened, the Lord's plan would be disrupted.
As for the life and death of ordinary people, Granny Li did not care at all.
Hearing this, the Lord did not care at all. He said, "Whether it succeeds or not, when the people see the suns hanging above their heads again, the fear and uneasiness in their hearts will be aroused again. This time, it will be completely aroused. They will not sit still and wait for death. For their lives, these people will do anything. The cultivators will definitely become the target of scorn, hated by everyone."
Granny Li felt as if she was suddenly enlightened. She kept praising the High Lord's foresight and wisdom.
In the sky, a white cloud swept across the horizon. Tang Zheng, Li Xiaotian, and the Empyrean Fairy stood on the Somersault Cloud.
Before leaving, Tang Zheng suddenly remembered that Li Xiaotian was not part of this trip. After all, the Heaven-shocking Bow and the Sun Shooting Arrows already belonged to her.
Moreover, she had also cultivated Houyi's Archery, which was a trump card against the soul of the Golden Crow.
The three of them gazed into the distance in the direction of Heavenly Mountain.
From time to time, he would look up at the sky. There were already three suns. The number was increasing so quickly that it made people speechless. It also gave people a deep sense of unease.
A scorching heat wave rolled down from the sky and covered their bodies. Fortunately, they were not ordinary people. Circulating their martial arts, they were able to withstand the heat wave.
However, the others were not so lucky.
In the streets and alleys, the ordinary people were already drenched in sweat. Their moisture was quickly evaporating, and they looked like they were about to turn into human jerky.
Many people directly jumped into the water, but the water was also steaming and quickly evaporated.
Flames rose into the air from many places, and alarms rang out everywhere. Everyone felt a sense of despair, as if the god of death had descended.
But at the same time, there was a strong anger in their hearts. It was like a volcano that was about to erupt.
"Cultivators, this is the evil of cultivators. They want to destroy humanity. Cultivators are the public enemy of humanity." Similar thoughts appeared in many people's minds, accompanied by anger that burned fiercely.
In view of the previous few grand and earth-shattering events, cultivators were no longer an absolute secret group.
Although the authorities had sealed off the real news and issued various seemingly scientific explanations, the ordinary people did not completely calm the panic in their hearts. They had also heard about the cultivators from various sources and rumors on the streets.
It turned out that there was such a huge group of people hidden in the crowd.
At that time, people did not have a direct impression of the likes and dislikes of the cultivators, nor did they have an absolute standpoint of benefits.
But this time was different. The cultivators had caused all kinds of big events again and again, threatening the survival of the human race.
Even a clay figurine had some anger.
Moreover, this was a matter of life and death. They had no reason to retreat, and the hatred in their hearts for the cultivators grew day by day.
"Kill the cultivators, we are not willing to be sacrificial lambs."
"Yes, kill the cultivators. This group of bastards, even if we die, we will drag one of them down with us."
Anger was contagious.
It was as if there was an invisible hand controlling everything, causing the anger to become more and more intense.
"I heard that there are cultivators in a place. A very large area is occupied by these cultivators. Let's go find them and take revenge. Kill one and earn one."
"Yes, kill the cultivators."
The crowd moved. The crowd was excited and crazily rushed towards a place. The heat wave caused the air they exhaled to be hot, as if it could ignite.
Not long after, the crowd arrived at Tang Zheng's villa. This villa had been completely bought by him.
Only his core members lived here, and almost all of them were cultivators.
When the patrolling witches saw this group of excited people, they were shocked. Their attention was completely attracted by the soul of the Golden Crow in the sky. They did not expect that there would be people attacking the villa.
Moreover, this group of people were clearly ordinary people. They were not martial artists, nor were they cultivators. They were a group of motley crew.
Three cobblers were better than Zhuge Liang, even if the other party's strength could not be compared to theirs.
But after all, there were many of them. Their will was like a fortress. After twisting into a rope, the power that erupted was still not to be underestimated.
The villa was protected by a large formation. The crowd could not break through at all. Although it was empty in front of them and there were no obstacles, the crowd was still blocked by an invisible wall.
Bang, bang, bang!
These people punched the protective barrier again and again, only to hear the sound of the air being torn apart. These people were rebounded by the huge force and were sent flying backwards.
They could not break through the protective barrier at all. Instead, they were sent flying.
However, this did not scare them away. Instead, it made them even more ferocious. They clamored to break through the protective barrier.
Seeing this, the witches were helpless. They loudly advised them not to waste their energy and to leave this place quickly.
Another sun appeared in the sky. Four suns hung high in the sky, making the crowd even angrier.
The people who were originally watching changed their attitude. Like the most ferocious beasts, they hysterically attacked the protective barrier.
They did not listen to the witches' advice. They thought that the other party was afraid of them and deliberately gave in.
Therefore, more and more people gathered outside the villa.
Tian Chanzi and the others were at the entrance of the villa. They sized up this group of people without leaving a trace. The crowd was too far away, so they could not see their faces clearly.
However, they could clearly feel the intensity of their anger. It was as if they could burn everything in the world.
They looked at each other and discussed countermeasures.
Boom!
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