dognovel Chapter 1627
Chapter 1627
He put the ruler back into his storage ring, his gaze sweeping over the disciples below, whose faces were ashen: "Now that this artifact is in my hands, tell me, why should I destroy your sect?"
"No... Impossible!" The sect leader staggered backward, his white robes stained with the blood mist falling from the sky, leaving twisted and glaring marks. "My Gu God Sect has existed for two hundred thousand years, clearly tacitly approved by the Heavenly Dao! How could it be... that it was used by powerful beings as a Gu to harvest merit?"
"Heaven's tacit approval? Hahaha." Chen Xuan's voice was devoid of emotion. "Doesn't that mean that my destruction of your sect was also Heaven's tacit approval?"
Upon hearing this, the sect leader of the Gu God Sect was shocked, his face turning pale and then flushed.
"However, I am not killing you for this merit artifact, but because the sins on your bodies can just dissolve the Red Lotus Karmic Fire on my body," Chen Xuan continued, revealing his purpose.
"Hahaha... Hahaha!" With the foundation of their lineage severed and a powerhouse comparable to a celestial immortal about to use the entire sect to dispel the karmic fire, the sect leader suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, his laughter filled with tearing pain. "Ridiculous! Truly ridiculous!"
He recalled that when the sect was first established, it used demonic beasts to refine poisons, which was so pure and upright.
But just ten thousand years later, everything changed after that disciple broke the sect rules and used mortals to refine Gu poison in exchange for a surge in cultivation.
Once the Pandora's box is opened, it can never be closed again. They thought they had gained control of the power, but little did they know they had already become pawns on someone else's chessboard.
Recalling the past, the sect leader's aura suddenly changed, his long black hair turned snow-white at a visible speed, and as the hair fell, his once lustrous skin quickly wrinkled, like an ancient tree that had been eroded by a raging wind for thousands of years.
His laughter shifted from anger to resentment, from sorrow to desolation, and finally grew fainter and fainter, turning into wisps of ashes that vanished completely in the starlight.
The opponent possessed the strength to kill a third-level Celestial Immortal, and despite using all his methods, he was still unable to defeat him, leaving him with no other choice.
For a cultivator, severing their own soul is merely a matter of a single thought.
This was the most dignified way for him to die.
With the death of the sect leader, the protective array surrounding the Gu Shen Sect's mountain gate suddenly collapsed, and the light curtain shattered like glass, revealing millions of low-level disciples inside who were not qualified to participate in the battle—Cultivators at the Nascent Soul, Myriad Manifestations, and Foundation Establishment stages—who were now scattering and fleeing like a swarm of frightened ants.
Chen Xuan felt the red lotus karmic fire that had been burning deep within his soul suddenly extinguish at this moment. It was like a torrential rain falling on a desert that had been parched for ten thousand years; a cool sensation spread from the depths of his soul to his limbs and bones, and even his consciousness became exceptionally clear.
After annihilating the demonic force that had plagued this world for two hundred thousand years, and slaying nearly five hundred sinful Void Realm cultivators, the accumulated karmic obstacles were finally resolved.
"Master, you smell so good again!" Bai Li peeked out from his sleeve, sniffed at Chen Xuan's clothes, her little face full of surprise.
Chen Xuan also smelled it. It was the clear fragrance emanating from the fusion of merit and physical body, like orchids growing in a secluded valley, or sandalwood wafting before a Buddha.
Looking up, a golden light of merit, ninety-nine feet tall, soared into the sky above, its blazing golden light flowing like a living thing, piercing straight into the outer starry sky. Such golden light could be clearly seen by any cultivator whose soul was stronger than his with a sweep of divine sense.
"Ninety-nine feet of golden light of merit should be enough to cultivate the third strand of immortal merit energy." Chen Xuan felt slightly reassured.
At this moment, as the great formation dissipated, hundreds of thousands of low-level disciples were fleeing in a frenzy.
Chen Xuan spread his divine sense, like an invisible net covering tens of thousands of miles, and clearly saw those Nascent Soul Realm disciples hurriedly crushing the small teleportation talismans, trying to escape into the void.
"You think you can escape from me?"
Chen Xuan made a hand seal with one hand, placing his index and middle fingers between his eyebrows. A surge of divine consciousness, like a raging sea, suddenly erupted, instantly sweeping across tens of thousands of miles.
"God-Slaying Technique, Kill!"
An ordinary teleportation talisman could instantly travel tens of thousands of miles, but here, Chen Xuan's mastery of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth was comparable to that of a second-class Celestial Immortal, and he had already suppressed the heaven and earth of this place.
The talismans had barely begun to glow when they dimmed in the stagnant void. The disciples holding the talismans felt as if they were sinking into mud, unable to move an inch.
Upon seeing this, a disciple at the Nascent Soul Realm hurriedly used the Blood Shield Secret Technique, transforming into a streak of blood light and rushing towards the starry sky. However, under Chen Xuan's divine sense lock-on, that blood light moved as slowly as a snail crawling.
Even worse, some escaped thousands of miles by carrying a rare artifact, thinking they had escaped with their lives, only to be followed by an invisible wave of divine consciousness. The female disciple's face contorted violently, she clutched her hair and let out a shrill wail, but in just a moment, her eyes completely lost focus, her soul turned to ashes under the impact of the divine consciousness, and her body plummeted straight into the nebula below.
More than three thousand disciples at the Nascent Soul Realm, each burdened with sins that amounted to tens or hundreds of feet of blood and light, were all annihilated by the God-Slaying Technique, their souls and spirits destroyed.
After doing all this, the golden light of merit above Chen Xuan's head suddenly surged, soaring from ninety-nine feet to one hundred and ninety-eight feet! The golden light became increasingly intense, almost dyeing the world gold.
Chen Xuan took a deep breath, feeling the surging power of merit within his body, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
The karmic fire has been extinguished, and the merits are in hand. Next, it is time to cultivate the third strand of immortal energy and ascend to a higher realm.