“No!”

Ning heard many people shout from far away. He caught the emperor and pulled him back.

In a single motion, he pulled out a pill and put it into the emperor’s mouth.

“Eat it!” he shouted.

The emperor swallowed the pill in his mouth without question and slowly his body started healing back up.

That was a 9th-grade healing pill. If that did not heal the emperor, then Ning would be better off giving up on Alchemy.

‘Thank god I made those few pills,’ he thought. During the last month or two, he had realized that there were a lot of things he couldn’t do with the interface as fast as he could with the AI.

One of those things was quickly saving someone’s life. With the AI, he could quickly tell it to heal the person, and it knew what Ning meant.

But the interface didn’t know what he wanted. So, he would have to spend some time setting the filters to just what he wanted.

He couldn’t afford that sort of delay when saving a person’s life. So, he had made as many healing pills as he could.

“No…” the Emperor said softly. “My soul… it’s gone.”

Ning suddenly looked towards him and tried to feel his cultivation aura, but there was none.

While Ning had managed to save his life, the Emperor’s cultivation base was dead.

“Kill him!” Badel shouted.

Suddenly, a black light flashed in front of Ning as an extremely black spear with a single crimson-colored blade came out.

The shaft of the spear was made using a very durable material that absorbed most of the energy it suffered into it.

The blade was made up of a very sharp and hard, crimson metal that had a single characteristic feature. It transferred energy all over itself hundreds of times in a matter of seconds.

Together, they formed the perfect spear for the current Ning.

Ning blocked the sword and pushed it back. He stepped to the side to dodge the incoming attack and hacked off that person’s neck.

In the same motion, he also killed off the Nascent soul that was escaping as well.

He back-kicked the first attacker and sent him flying.

“Emperor we need to leave,” Ning said and pulled up the emperor. He looked for directions to leave and saw that the entirety of the audience was staring at them.

The men, then women, the children, and the elderly. Everyone was watching the massacre with wide, unbelieving eyes.

‘Shit!’ Ning thought. He couldn’t teleport out this way. If he showed everyone what he could do, that could bring problems.

Maybe not bad ones, but annoying ones for sure.

“Aegis!” he called out. Aegis came out and looked at the surrounding, immediately ready to fight.

“Take him and fly as far as you can,” he said.

“Blue!” he called out. The large flood dragon immediately scared the people into backing off.

“Kill anyone who tries to stop Aegis,” he said.

Finally, “Night!’ he called out.

A 2-meter tall black blob of nothingness appeared in front of everybody that soon grew to be nearly 3 meters tall as Night lifted his head straight.

The flood dragon had scared them because they knew what they were looking at, but Night was different.

The surrounding light immediately dimmed when he appeared and that scared people. Not knowing what they were looking at was very scary for them.

Ning immediately flared his divine sense and captured every single person fighting there. “If you are on the Emperor’s side, scream Yes!” Ning shouted.

“Yes!” people shouted.

‘Him,’ Ning said internally, and Night knew who he was talking about. The next moment, Night was nowhere to be seen. He was gone, and so was Kindley.

‘Him, him, him, her, him, her,’ Ning started telling Night who to save.

In the next couple of moments, people started disappearing one by one.

“What’s happening?” the remaining people shouted.

“That bird, I can barely keep up with my eyes,” a person shouted.

“It’s the bird?” another person asked.

People kept on disappearing for a while, and then Ning finally spoke. “Are none of you the Emperor’s men?”

People looked at each other but no answer came out.

Night returned next to Ning and looked at the corpses on the stage. Although he had saved many, a few had still died.

“There are always casualties in fights like this. Dead people are inevitable. We need to learn to look beyond their deaths and understand that we are still alive,” Ning said.

Night didn’t understand if Ning was telling that to him, or if it was meant for Ning himself.

“Alright, it seems none of these people are the Emperor’s men, so I think I’m okay with fighting them,” Ning said as he cracked his fingers.

“What are you waiting for, idiots?” Badel shouted. “He’s just one man. Just kill him.”

The people who just had their fighting partner stolen ran towards Ning in droves to kill him.

“You stay behind Night. It’s been a while since I’ve had a good fight.”

Ning didn’t use any fancy, colorful moves, or used any special techniques. Hell, he didn’t even dodge half the time.

He just took his spear and cut people.

He would block a person’s sword, and dodge another’s spear. He would then cut the arrow flying through the air, and take the fire slash to the face with just a small scratch.

When he felt like he had blocked a lot of attacks, he would simply slash at the person closest to him.

All the energy absorbed in the shaft would be released through the crimson blade. Family heads, guards, shadow guards— Everyone came attacking Ning, but not a single one could survive him.

People started getting scared and flying away, or would just let their Nascent soul fly away. Most of the time, Ning couldn’t get to them. In those times, Night would fly up to them and kill them.

In this way, in less than 5 minutes, Ning managed to kill all of Badel’s supports with a single cut on his forehead that actually bled.