Elder Hai was beheaded, and the guarding disciples of the Guiyuan Sect who witnessed this scene were all heartbroken, and their fighting spirit instantly dissipated. They no longer struggled with the mining slave monks who were fighting with them, and turned around and ran away.
Seeing Yuan Ming's heroic performance in killing Jiedan, the nearby mine slave monks felt as if they had been given blood. They all shouted excitedly and started to kill the fleeing guards.
As these people chased and fled, the news that Elder Hai had been killed soon spread throughout the mine. The already almost one-sided battle situation collapsed even more rapidly at this moment.
Seeing that the battle situation was decided and there was no need for him to take any more action, Yuan Ming ordered Huazhi and the others to disperse to assist the mining slaves, while he collected Elder Hai's body and storage bag and descended to his four-story building.
He searched all the treasures in Elder Hai's residence from top to bottom, but perhaps because this place was only Elder Hai's residence in the mine, not his private cave, there were not many good things in the building.
, there isn’t much worth paying attention to.
Soon, Yuan Ming came to the basement through the secret door. As the place where Elder Hai spent the longest time on weekdays, many elixirs and spiritual liquids of unknown purposes were stored here, as well as books recording his experimental experiences.
Yuan Ming put all these away, and then walked to the ice house where the severed limbs were stored. Even though he already knew what was inside, he still couldn't help but frown.
He directly skipped this room and continued forward, arriving at the deepest hall.
Among the countless cages, only the monsters still exist, but in those cages where monks were once imprisoned, nothing remains.
Yuan Ming looked around. Since Elder Hai often fed the flesh and blood of losers, although the monster beasts here were imprisoned, their ferocity was not lost. In order to prevent these monster beasts from escaping and causing trouble, he directly took action and killed them one by one.
.
Then, he controlled the magic weapon, destroying everything here, and destroying the pillars supporting the basement, and finally returned to the ground before the basement collapsed.
Without its support, the four-story building swayed and eventually collapsed.
In the center of the mine, the dust and mud smoke raised by the collapse of high-rise buildings swayed upwards with a huge sound, illuminated by firelight everywhere, like fireworks celebrating the liberation of the mining slaves, and like the afterglow of the setting sun, representing the Guiyuan Sect.
For the end of rule here.
…
In the middle of the night, the commotion in the mine gradually subsided, and the monks from the Guiyuan Sect fled to death. Now the only ones left in the mine are the slaves they captured.
The monks who had regained their freedom could have left here, but most of them stayed spontaneously after venting their anger, just to see the one who fought alone and gave them the chance of freedom.
benefactor.
Behind them are hundreds of mortal mine slaves.
Yuan Ming stood on the ruins of a four-story building, looking at the monks and mortals gathered around. Seeing the expressions of gratitude, wonder, or exploration on their faces, he slowly said:
"When I first embarked on the path of cultivating immortality, just like you, I was also a captive slave of a certain sect. I was trapped in the vast mountains and had no freedom."
"During the countless days and nights in captivity, I was always thinking about breaking free from the shackles and regaining control of my life and future. But it was so difficult to resist. Those enslavers would use various means to paralyze us, corrupt us, and make us intoxicated.
For the favor that slipped through their hands, accept the rules they set, and willingly accept slavery toward a future they deliberately left behind that will never be realized."
"Fortunately, like you, I received the help of a noble person. Not only did I get rid of my status as a slave, but I also have the cultivation and strength I have today. I am very grateful to her, but I often wonder why she wants to help
Is it simply because she has read the words I wrote when I was a mortal?"
"And today, I stand here, looking at you, recalling the past, and finally figured out the answer."
"Frankly speaking, I discovered this mine because by chance, I found a friend trapped here. I originally thought of just rescuing him quietly, but when I actually came here,
But I met some people and things, and found that you also long for freedom just like me back then, and are even willing to sacrifice your life for it. To be honest, I am very touched."
Among the crowd, Xu Che looked at Yuan Ming on the ruins, with light shining in his eyes.
Yuan Ming also looked at him at this time, nodded slightly, and then continued:
"The road to immortality is long. We monks practice hard, either for immortality, status, or dignity. In the final analysis, they are all derived from the yearning for a free world. Since God cannot trap us in
Naturally, there won’t be any monks in the mortal body who can imprison us under iron chains!”
"Perhaps some of you have become numb to reality, but there are more people who have not been dulled by shackles and still dare to show their fangs to those who stand in their way, roaring unwilling to accept mediocrity."
When Zhou Peng heard these words, his expression was a little moved, his lips wriggled twice, but in the end he only let out an old sigh.
However, Yuan Ming did not look at him, but pointed to the ruins at his feet and continued to speak loudly:
"This is the reason why I help you. Perhaps it is also the reason why my noble man lends a helping hand to me. But everyone, please remember that I am the one who knocked down this tall building, but it is I who overturned this mine.
But it’s yourselves.”
"Now, everyone, celebrate, for your own victory and for the freedom of each of us."
As the words fell, the entire mine suddenly fell into a sea of joy. The monks cheered and shouted, venting their depression after being imprisoned for these years. Some mortals even began to worship.
Some of them flushed with excitement, some couldn't help crying when recalling the past, some looked up at Yuan Ming and praised his strength and integrity, but without exception, everyone was grateful to Yuan Ming from the bottom of their hearts.
and reverence.
At this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly felt that countless wishes were pouring out from the monks and mortal mine slaves in front of him, rushing toward his right arm.
Within the aperture, Yuan Ming's soul sat cross-legged, like a carefully carved jade statue. Both his face and posture were the same as Yuan Ming's.
As the aperture completely hung above the sea of consciousness, in reality, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes, and his consciousness suddenly spread out, covering the entire mine in an instant.
The monks who were celebrating their victory in the mine immediately felt a chill all over their bodies, as if they were being targeted by something terrible.
"Don't panic, it's just a lucky break that I made and I forgot to control it for a moment."
Yuan Ming's gentle voice rang in everyone's ears, and then he withdrew his consciousness. Everyone felt relieved instantly and looked at each other. In just that short moment of contact, their backs were covered with sweat due to fear.
wet.
At this moment, they finally experienced Yuan Ming's power for themselves, and felt a little more awe in their hearts.
