To Prove the Eternal Way! I Betrayed All of Mankind

Wandering through myriad worlds, pursuing the eternity longed for by all beings. Upon reaching the destination and looking back, there was nothing but a shattered starry sky.

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Chapter 21 The Soul-Capturing Gourd is Destroyed

At this time, the wolf, tiger, and sheep clans within the city lord's mansion below had been completely eliminated by the imperial tomb stock market disaster.

The corpses were piled up densely, forming mounds of earth.

The group of people who had fled the imperial tombs had already broken out of the city lord's mansion and were wreaking havoc in Calabash City. Outside the city, Gu Changqing had already stepped into the trap, and no one in the city could escape.

They could only watch in despair as the stock market crash at the imperial mausoleum claimed the souls of the people in the city.

The desperate howls and painful screams of the various tribes within the city reached the ears of Yang Aotian, who was imprisoned high in the sky.

"Although I, Yang Aotian, am not a good sheep, I am definitely not the kind of vicious person without any bottom line!"

Yang Aotian was filled with rage. Although his body was restrained and he could not move, his strong willpower still made him roar at Gu Changqing.

Gu Changqing, standing before him, merely watched everything unfolding in the city with a cold gaze, seemingly unconcerned about the lives of the tens of thousands of people in Calabash City.

Although Yang Aotian is arrogant and complacent, he only kills enemies indiscriminately. He would never do what Gu Changqing did and slaughter innocent people at will, after all, he also has his bottom line.

"Noisy".

Gu Changqing turned to look at Yang Aotian, who was still cursing him angrily. The Dao Tian Mirror floated behind him, emitting a faint light.

With just a slight raise of his right hand, palm facing the cursing Yang Aotian, a small, continuously rotating blackish-purple vortex appeared in the center of Gu Changqing's palm.

The moment the vortex faced Yang Aotian, the dark purple vortex, like a black hole, exerted a powerful gravitational pull on Yang Aotian's soul.

Soul Capture

One of the secret techniques of the Holy Land and Holy Rank, it draws upon the power of heaven and earth to create a black-purple vortex out of thin air, which can pull the souls of living beings into the vortex, from which they can never escape.

This technique was created by a certain holy emperor to banish some evil spirits whose souls could not be erased.

However, these techniques are more effective for ordinary beings than for demons, presumably because demons are generally stronger than the beings of the Heavenly Path Continent.

At this moment, Yang Aotian had stopped cursing, not because he didn't want to, but because the gravitational pull of the vortex was constantly pulling at his soul.

His face was contorted as his soul was about to leave his body, but he was unable to use any spiritual power while trapped in the air.

He could only helplessly watch as the vortex sucked his soul into it.

The divine beast Xiaoju also sensed that the connection between her and her master had been severed. Her beast body trembled violently, as if she wanted to break free from the restraint, but in the end, it was all in vain.

"You evil cultivator, you actually caused my master's death! I would rather die than be your mount!"

A gentle yet slightly mournful voice came from the mouth of the mythical beast, Xiaoju.

As Xiaoju finished speaking, in Gu Changqing's divine sense, the spiritual energy in her body was constantly gathering at the top of her head. This divine beast was about to combine all its cultivation and divine soul, causing the divine soul to self-destruct, and even the true spirit could not be reborn!

Gu Changqing simply took out a small, transparent jade bottle from his left hand, and inside the bottle was the soul of Yang Aotian, which had just been sucked into the vortex.

Inside the bottle, clusters of green flames surrounded Yang Aotian's soul. The face on his soul was contorted in agony from the burning flames, and his mouth was wide open. Although no sound came out, Xiaoju knew that it was Yang Aotian howling in pain.

"This person only has the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage and cannot reach the Divine Transformation stage. His soul can only exist in this Soul-Locking Jade Bottle for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

The cold words reached Xiao Ju's ears as she was about to self-destruct, looking at Yang Aotian inside the jade bottle.

Being intelligent by nature, she naturally knew that Gu Changqing was forcing her to stop self-destructing and willingly accept Gu Changqing's enslavement.

But what good is knowing? Looking at the pained expression on that soul's face, Xiaoju's eyes revealed a faint sadness, and she stopped her self-destruction.

"...I am willing to serve as your mount. Please...Master, spare Yang Aotian's life. I swear an oath to the heavens to be loyal to you for all eternity."

Unfortunately, she was wrong. Gu Changqing showed her the jade bottle only to stop her from self-destructing.

For Gu Changqing, it was merely a mount, a means of transportation. As for the unstable factor of intelligence, he didn't need it. Any obstacles or unknowns on the path to immortality would be eliminated immediately.

We must not leave behind any future troubles or unknowns. Even if it is just an ant, we must destroy its very soul.

Amid Xiaoju's incredulous gaze, Gu Changqing burned Yang Aotian's soul within the jade bottle in his hand to ashes, and then struck her body with a first-level Dao technique.

She had already stopped self-destructing, and it would take her the time it takes to brew a cup of tea to regroup her spiritual energy. The person in front of her would never give her that time to self-destruct.

Thinking of her master Yang Aotian's death, and how she couldn't even self-destruct, and was about to become the beast mount of her enemy, Xiao Ju, whose mind was gradually fading, let out a desperate howl to the sky.

Her soul, too, transformed into a white mass devoid of any true spirit amidst her long howl.

With the blessing of the Holy Heaven Limitless Dao Technique, Gu Changqing's Daoist arts could damage the soul with every strike, and his exceptional talent allowed him to obliterate the spirit at will without harming the body.

"Now that we've found a mount, the next step is to go to the battlefield of the Wentian Sect to take a look."

Looking at the divine beast Xiaoju, whose eyes were lifeless and which was floating in the air on instinct, Gu Changqing thought to himself.

With a casual gesture, Gu Changqing released the spatial confinement around Xiaoju, then stepped lightly onto Xiaoju's back, which was covered with colorful feathers.

Below, the stock market crash at the imperial mausoleum also obliterated the souls of all living beings in the city, leaving only corpses with white eyes throughout the city.

Whether hiding inside a house, within a formation, or among the creatures lurking in a secret chamber filled with incantations, no barrier is effective against the imperial tomb's stock market disaster.

Looking at the excited faces of the people surrounding him, who seemed like children who had been playing all day, Gu Changqing simply opened the passage between the Dao Heaven Mirror and this world.

Then a pulling force drew these dozens of Huangling stock crash stocks back into the Daotian Mirror.

And these imperial tomb stock market crashers, who were having fun, entered the Dao Tian Mirror world without any resistance.

Afterwards, Gu Changqing put the Dao Tian Mirror back into his ring. Looking down at the lifeless city below, he simply waved his hand, and dark clouds surrounded the sky, with bolts of lightning like tribulations striking the earth.

A divine intervention!

There was no violent explosion, no deafening sound, only bolts of lightning carrying a hint of heavenly tribulation falling like lightning.

Watching coldly as the corpses and cities were reduced to nothing by lightning, Gu Changqing simply ordered Xiaoju to head to the battlefield of Wentian.

"If one cannot attain immortality, one will be like these creatures, unable even to be reborn in the Pure Land."

In no time, the little chrysanthemum under Gu Changqing's feet had already traveled a thousand miles away from Hulu City, and Hulu City had disappeared from this land.

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