At this moment, the power Yu Ziqing possessed was pure, not particularly strong, yet its mystique had already surpassed his comprehension.

He wanted to use the most thorough method to completely eradicate the White Sun Holy Mother.

He also observed those who had fought all their lives for noble ideals.

Therefore, he wanted to try if he could use another way to completely erase the White Sun Holy Mother.

He could converse with Shi, but he did not know if this was real or an illusory history.

But it was not important anymore; he just wanted to tell them that they ultimately succeeded, so they would not die with regret.

Even at the moment of his death, he bore hope.

Shi, hearing Yu Ziqing's words, cried and laughed simultaneously.

Finally, he looked at the manuscript in front of him, a mix of reluctance and relief on his face.

He raised his hand, and a flame appeared in his palm.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing spoke.

"Look again, I think no one understands better than you.

The White Sun Holy Scripture as a pure cultivation technique is indeed good, continued into the next era; countless people have cultivated it, fighting for your great cause.

Now, it's a pity to destroy it.

I think you should know how to avoid that thing from appearing, to prevent it from being evil."

Shi nodded seriously, revisiting the content with an unprecedented mindset and perspective.

He burned the second half to ashes with a single flame, and seriously revised the first half.

His energy grew more vigorous and his complexion rosy.

Once the revisions were completed, the White Sun Holy Scripture remained only as a normal but rather good Qi Refinement Dharma Method.

Shi laughed heartily three times toward the heavens before dying.

Yu Ziqing's body was, at this moment, pulled back into the scene.

All images created ripples this moment.

An unprecedented storm started from the initial scene, spreading backward.

Yu Ziqing smiled, completely withdrew from the scene.

He indeed could have erased the content himself, but he went through the trouble of seeing if Shi, the original creator, would do it.

That was most perfect.

There was nothing wrong with the White Sun Holy Scripture itself, only the latter half.

He did not want Shi's lifelong achievements, which could have been passed down for a long time and bore positive meanings, to be destroyed because of the trash like the White Sun Holy Mother.

One was one; two was two. He only wanted to utterly annihilate the Evil Dao like the White Sun Holy Mother.

Still, the White Sun Holy Mother was cultivating diligently.

He healed Yu Ziqing's body, but his Yin God remained vague, unable to completely transform into the hungry ghost form.

He did not know what went wrong, it had always been this way.

Finally, he could only think it was Yu Ziqing's last struggle, a final trick on him.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed slightly, and his Yin God trembled.

Within the black Yin God, countless spikes seemed to churn, and threads of white began appearing on the Yin God.

The black gathered toward the center rapidly.

The White Sun Holy Mother wanted to block it, but his Yin God started to collapse, and his consciousness began to blur.

Frantically, he struggled to do something, but could do nothing; his consciousness weakened increasingly.

Memories of the past kept fading away.

He did not know what Yu Ziqing had done, but recognized the feeling.

Being tortured for five lifetimes felt just like this, reaching a limit where memories faded and consciousness blurred.

The gathered blackness accelerated, forcibly tearing from the White Sun Holy Mother's Yin God, condensing at its center.

Transforming into the Yin God of Yu Ziqing's hungry ghost form.

Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, casually reached out with a hand, and tore the White Sun Holy Mother's Yin God into two without resistance.

He grabbed with his hand, condensing the White Sun Holy Mother's Yin God into a mass.

"What have you done? What have you done?"

The White Sun Holy Mother screamed in terror, experiencing an unprecedented fear.

His consciousness wasn't shattered, silently vanished.

He could not comprehend this power.

Yu Ziqing retrieved his physical body, opened his eyes once more.

He casually tossed the Yin God of the White Sun Holy Mother, condensed into a mass, onto the ground.

Watching it slowly dissipate.

"I did nothing. I only said some words."

"Your existence is a tarnish upon some ancestors."

Yu Ziqing checked his body: intact, well-maintained by the White Sun Holy Mother, injuries healed better than he himself managed.

He sat there, watching the White Sun Holy Mother slowly disappear.

Now no one could stop it.

In the Dali Imperial City.

The Crown Prince seemed to sense something as a subtle change occurred in the world.

So did Emperor Li.

Those with high cultivation sensed a change in the world immediately.

The Crown Prince appeared in Lihuo Palace without regard for ceremonial norms.

"Father?"

Emperor Li held the Imperial Jade Seal, eyes closed in deep search.

After a moment, Emperor Li made a virtual grab, a book appeared in his hand:

scripture of the White Sun Evil Cult.

He opened the book, his expression slightly changed.

They all saw the words in the book slowly fade away and vanish.

Even the lettering they saw in their minds faded and disappeared.

Like the slow, irresistible passage of time.

It was a terrifying power, imperceptibly present.

"This is..."

Emperor Li and the Crown Prince were astounded.

They couldn't understand which power could accomplish such a feat.

The Crown Prince immediately fetched an earlier copy from his storehouse.

Upon opening it, the scripture inside also faded and disappeared.

Yet, she felt no power influencing it at all.

Suddenly, she looked westward, toward Jinlan Mountain.

Before long, the scripture in their hands disappeared entirely.

Also, their minds held no memory of the scripture's content.

The Crown Prince gazed westward, expression increasingly grave.

"Father, I think so. You?"

"I also think so; this isn't power of the Ninth or Tenth Tier, I've seen ancient records: eleventh tier might not have this ability."

"From today, the White Sun Evil Cult is completely gone."

Emperor Li, hearing the Crown Prince's words, showed rare bewilderment.

They had just discovered the White Sun Holy Mother could descend repeatedly, never imagining how to eradicate it wholly.

The root of the White Sun Evil Cult was dug up.

Their scripture erased entirely from heaven and earth by Great Divine Power.

Simultaneously, all the White Sun Evil Cult scripture vanished from everyone's memory in silence.

Faithful followers chanting the scripture suddenly paused.

They forgot the scripture's content.

Liu Xin panicked when he noticed the scripture in his mind disappearing.

He could not comprehend it, but knew something significant happened.

He fled immediately.

He burst out of the stronghold, like a stray dog, crazily escaping.

He did not know what he fled from, just knew he had to leave.

Yu Ziqing watched as the White Sun Holy Mother's Yin God vanished without a trace, sighed deeply, and stood.

He walked out of the tent, observing the chaos of panicked followers outside.

Yet, nothing seemed to change.

Yu Ziqing mulled over it; it seemed he didn't change history, nor returned to the past.

The power he invoked didn't seem strong enough to reverse the course of time, altering history.

With a thought, he saw the blank scripture.

Some scripture contained residual content, mere handy life tips or common prescriptions.

All evil Dao content was gone.

And, the scripture content in his own mind vanished.

The invoked mysterious power hadn't dispersed; he felt omnipotent.

He knew what he had done, dug up the roots of the White Sun Holy Mother.

Completely erased the foundation of the White Sun Holy Mother's existence.

Those wicked scriptures.

The White Sun Holy Mother's essence became those scriptures.

As long as one book existed with those wicked scriptures, or one person recited the scripture, the White Sun Holy Mother would never truly die.

Now, those scriptures vanished, completely erased.

Yet Yu Ziqing regretted not really returning to the past.

He sincerely wanted to tell the ancestors, who dedicated their lives and died without seeing success, that they indeed succeeded.

However, telling Shi within the White Sun Holy Mother's memory satisfied Yu Ziqing.

Merely witnessing the past epics was a baptism.

As the mysterious power faded, Yu Ziqing caught sight of Liu Xin, miles away, fleeing.

With a thought, he disappeared from the spot.

He appeared before Liu Xin, standing aloft, extended his right hand, and a black flame flickered on his middle finger.

Liu Xin, seeing Yu Ziqing, immediately knelt in fear and reverence.

"Subordinate Liu Xin, pays respects to the Holy Mother."

"Holy Mother, I..."

Yu Ziqing gazed down at him, shook his head.

"No need to pretend, I'm not your Holy Mother, your Holy Mother has utterly died.

I said I would eventually eradicate your Evil Dao.

I also said, you would face retribution.

This wasn't spoken to curse you.

But it's the first Divine Skill I awakened after refining my Yin God.

Called Retribution."

Yu Ziqing flicked his finger; the black flame drifted outward.

Liu Xin wanted to flee, but his body became instantly suppressed in place.

He could only watch helplessly as the black flame landed on his head.

With a sudden hiss, the black flame ignited him, completely engulfing him.