Chapter 10 - Conclusion

As Elder Kong's Primordial Spirit dissipated, Elder Yao's blood froze.

It felt almost unreal. A puny Nascent Soul cultivator at the Early Stage had crossed an entire major realm to kill a Divine Transformation Elder.

Dread. Fear.

Once forgotten feelings awoke once again within her mind as her eyes crossed the scarlet irises of Yu Weiyuan.

His gaze promised death. Her death.

And she didn't want to die.

Yao Hong was born with a Profound Spiritual Root without any hope to reach the Golden Core Realm.

In her youth, she had been too beautiful of a woman. And in a sect like the Myriad Demon Temple, beauty without power meant suffering.

She had been a slave for Elders, coveted for her body and defiled of all her dignity, her virginity and Primordial Yin plundered.

Only when she encountered a Heavenly Frost Liquid Pool and bathed in it, reforging her innate talent after going through the pain of tearing muscles and scraping bone did she became able to reach beyond the Foundation Establishment Realm, even attaining the Peak of the Nascent Soul Realm.

But she couldn't break through the Divine Transformation Realm. The abuse had bred Heart Demons within the confines of her mind.

The Heavenly Tribulation of the Divine Transformation Realm being a Heart Tribulation, she would have died if she went through it without a special method.

Hence, she sacrificed her future prospects, used the Emotion Severing Sutra to cut off her emotions, killing her Heart Demons in the process and finally breaking through the Divine Transformation Realm.

She couldn't die now. She had sacrificed so much.

Unwillingness.

Even the Emotion Severing Sutra couldn't remove this deep sense of unwillingness she felt. A frown marred her face.

'I won't die.' She thought. 'I won't.'

She looked at her opponent, a young man with scarlet eyes full of monstruously deep Killing Intent, a ponytail of ink-black hair flowing behind him.

With the baleful Murderous Qi shrouding his figure, red-black malevolent energy coating his halberd and his gaze overflowing with desire to bring death, he was akin to a peerless Demon, one surpassing all of the Myriad Demon Temple.

She couldn't help but gulp. 'I won't die.'

While her vitality continued draining because of the Murderous Qi corroding the bloody gash on her front, she reached for the pouch tied to her sash and opened it wide.

As a spatial fluctuation emanating from the bag slightly distorted the air, two menacing monsters emerged from the bag's opening.

They were two seven meters long wolves with bodies as large as elephants, with defined muscles and bloody fur. Their razor-sharp teeth were like the serrated edge of a supreme weapon, brimming with power.

On their heads were two seals drawn out of blood.

"Attack him." The emotionless voice of Elder Yao said as the seals on the beasts shined with a bloody light, forcing the wolves to obey the middle-aged woman's orders and pounce on Yu Weiyuan.

The latter only raised an eyebrow, his scarlet eyes shining in mockery. "Nascent Soul Realm Blood Wolves?"

He smiled in derision.

"Was that all you had to defend yourself from me?"

[First Slaughter: Execution]

With a swing of his halberd, a red-black moon-shaped cutting blade beheaded one wolf, his seal dimming after he died in vain.

Yu Weiyuan shook his head. "If so, that is disappointing."

The other wolf jumped on the young man, his jaws opened, revealing the raws of monstruous teeth threatening to bite him to death.

[Fire Burst]

The blazing palm of Yu Weiyuan penetrated the the beast's open mouth before exploding the poor creature from the insides, sending bits of its charred flesh in the air.

'I... I... I won't...' Even Elder Yao's thoughts became jumbled as Yu Weiyuan slowly approached her.

She was petrified as the killing Demon raised his halberd, the malicious and baleful Murderous Qi on its blade concentrating, sharpening its edge.

As the descending Dragon Slaying Halberd was reflected in her eyes, she only felt it to be the reaper's scythe bringing her fated death.

'I don't want to die...'

That was Yao Hong's last thought as her decapitated head spun in the air and her Primordial Spirit dissipated due to Yu Weiyuan's Killing Intent.

---

Meanwhile

Mo Gui was panting. His arm had large open wound on its entire length. His body was full of minor cuts that had accumulated all over it, making the old bald man lose too much blood.

Even his blood had completely stopped flowing out as he had used too much of it with his techniques. His Essence had been completely bottomed out and his Spiritual Sea got dried out of all its energy.

Even his Primordial Spirit had suffered some injuries as he was forced to use his Soul Power to drive most of his attacks as the fight continued.

He had never felt the difference between him and Jia Feng more than now.

What of his title as the Blood Fiend? He had no blood left and nothing to resplenish it!

Jia Feng wouldn't let him. With his present state, even just taking a pill out of his spatial ring would give the old dog enough time to inflict a fatal wound.

"Why?" Mo Gui shouted in anger. "Why are you so strong?! Even if you had always been stronger, the difference should never have been this wide!!!"

The decrepit old man only sighed in response. "You shouldn't underestimate the benefits of having a Void Amalgamation powerhouse as your Sect Master."

"Lu Yingjie?!" Mo Gui snorted in disdain. "What about this dead dog?!"

"It was through his deeper understanding of Dao that I could reach this level of power." Jia Feng smiled lightly, his tone gentle as he fell in remembrance. "Because of his preaching, all of our Elders attained a higher realm of strength."

"Something your trifling Myriad Demon Temple could never hope for."

The bald old demon felt his anger rising, deep hatred fueling his emotions as he shouted:

"What about it, old dog?!"

"This dog Lu Yingjie still died!!!"

"What about a Void Amalgamation realm powerhouse!!!"

"He's dead!!!'

"DEAD!!!"

Mo Gui screamed, spouting his loathing with each word until an eery voice interrupted him.

"He's dead."

"And you will join him in Samsara where he'll destroy your Soul personally."

SLASH!

Mo Gui only felt the tip of a blade piercing the back of his head until he saw it tearing through his skull, slicing it in two from between his eyes.

Only an overwhelming Killing Intent completely obscured his mind before he closed his eyes, darkness overtaking him for good as he died without knowing who killed him.

His corpse fell on the ground, leaving only Grand Elder Jia Feng and Yu Weiyuan in the air.

When Mo Gui died, Yu Weiyuan felt as if a knot untied in his heart, sublimating his mind as the Killing Intent was washed over, leaving his consciousness completely free of impurities.

Yu Weiyuan fell into a state of enlightenment as his Spirit was being nurtured, his Soul Power continuously roiled and churned, tempering itself and growing his Nascent Soul.

His three-year old multi-colored spiritual self grew to be approximatively six-years old in appearance.

Yu Weiyuan's eyes, cleared of any Killing Intent, had retrieved their golden sun-like shine as he thought excitedly: 'I can't believe untying the heart knot that formed after Master's death advanced my cultivation!'

'My Spiritual Sense even reached a range of two thousand kilometers.'

'I'm not too far from the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm anymore."

He calmed himself, revealing a hint of fierceness in his pupils. 'But it's not over. I need to prepare the sect for war.'

'We should destroy the Myriad Demon Temple before the disciple recruitment in one year, thus resolving the problem of resources through plunder.'

While he pondered the following plans, the luminescent dome covering the ruined Ash Ground Town slowly dispersed.

From outside the disappearing Heaven Severing Formation emerged a skinny middle-aged man of willful temperament.

He was Song Hui, the Head Elder of the Profound Heaven Sect's Formation Hall.

"Sect Master, has everything gone well?"

Yu Weiyuan glanced at him, answering his question. "The three Elders sent to kill me are all dead. Thank you for staying near in case we needed reinforcements."

"I wasn't even needed in the end." Song Hui scratched the back of his head, embarassment visible on his face. "What about the sect?"

Yu Weiyuan responded with a sinister smile. "They should be finished by now."

---

Profound Heaven Sect, Law Enforcement Hall

Today, the peace of the Head Elder's office of the Law Enforcement Hall was disturbed.

Yang Shirong, who was reviewing documents behind his desk, felt three powerful auras floating above the building.

Each of them was stronger than his, being either at the Middle or Late Stage of the Divine Transformation Realm.

His brows tightened as he exited the Law Enforcement Hall to meet with the owners of these domineering auras.

At the head of the three people was a beautiful woman of about thirty years of age. Her mature figure hugged her black elder robes embroidered with golden thread. Her skin had a milky white color and a soft appearance, her eyes had a fiery orange tint and her long hair, tied in a bun with a few rebel strands, was vermillion red.

At her left was a muscular white-haired old man with a neatly trimmed beard, his temperament elegant despite the savage power his body exuded.

At her right, a gray-haired woman floated in the sky, her visage having traces of wrinkles and her eyes clear like a still lake and pure like spring water.

Yang Shirong looked at the mature woman first, smelling a heavy scent of spiritual herbs emanating from her body: "Elder Yan."

His gaze shifted to the muscular old man whose Essence brimmed with unconcealed fierce vitality. "Elder Wu."

And finally crossed eyes with the gray-haired woman. "Elder Liu."

"What is the meaning of three of the Head Elders of the Sect coming to my humble abode?" He said in his usual emotionless tone, his eyes unperturbed.

Elder Yan Liqin scowled, displeasure filling her voice. "Don't you know yourself, emotionless scum?!"

Yang Shirong didn't answer. Realizing his status as a spy had already been revealed, he merged with the surrounding shadows, turning ethereal, fleeing from where he stood immediately.

[Soaring Dragon Flame]

"YOU DARE TO FLEE!!!" Yan Liqin screamed in hate as she waved her hand controlling the power of Heaven and Earth, manifesting a Divine Ability as a world-searing heat started to converge, forming pure red heaven-blazing flames that fused to form a hundred-meter long flaming True Dragon which pounced on the fleeing Yang Shirong with lightning speed and the momentum of crossing nine skies

[Sky Shaking Roar]

Meanwhile, Elder Wu Kai, gathered both the monstrous might of his body, the power of Heaven and Earth and his Soul Power within his vocal cords as the thirty-meters tall manifestation of a golden-furred and red-eyed burly ape appeared behind him.

"HA!!!!" Both him the the beastly vision behind him opened their jaws in a heart-rending scream that sent a divine shockwave ahead, overturning Heaven and Earth with one howl.

When the earth shaking sound crossed Elder Yang Shirong in the distance, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body receiving internal injuries and his Primordial Spirit forming cracks.

He could only stay stunned when the divine dragon flame passed through him, burning his body and soul to ashes.

Yan Liqin, seeing the result of her devastating attack, snorted.

"What a fitting end for this disgusting traitor."