Chapter 77: The Snake Path Dies, the Demon Path Survives

  "Don't speak, calm down and rest, let me think carefully about what to do." Wang Guang hurriedly waved his hand to stop the Snake Daoist, not letting him get agitated. "Later when you move the gate of law, be extremely careful, I tried it just now, the operation is quite difficult and prone to errors."

  The snake Taoist's face turned even paler after hearing this, he had been severely injured by Wang Guang's copper sand earlier and was already seriously hurt. Just now, another round of turmoil made his internal injuries even more severe. "Fellow Taoist, don't say anything else, I'm afraid I won't make it, and I don't know if my soul will be able to reincarnate after death. If I die, fellow Taoist can burn my corpse, at least it won't be gnawed by wild beasts or inhabited by flies." As he spoke, the snake Taoist looked extremely despondent. "However, it's also good that we killed that prince, not letting him secretly plot against us for nothing. Unfortunately, that ancient treasure flew away on its own."

  Wang Guang nodded silently, then took out the elixir and crushed a small amount into powder, stuffing three to five pellets into the snake's mouth. He didn't care whether the medicine was effective or not, and instead continued to move his cultivation technique to recover from his internal injuries.

  In the blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed, and Snake Dao Ren ultimately did not make it through. During a transfer of Fa Men to recover his Fa power, he walked incorrectly along the meridians and exploded to death. Just as Snake Dao Ren had worried, after his death, even his soul was nowhere to be seen.

  Wang Guang was grief-stricken, and after gathering firewood to cremate the body, he buried the ashes along with his remaining treasure, the Wan Snake Flag. He then moved a massive boulder on top of it to prevent wild animals from digging it up and taking it away.

  After the Snake Daoist's death, Wang Guang finally recovered from his internal injuries after three to five days. This guy was very cautious and sat cross-legged in the original place without moving after burying the Snake Daoist. He thought about how to clear the national fortune that had invaded his body.

  After researching and studying, Wang Guang's attention was once again focused on the Wan Xiu calabaza. "There is no other way, I have to try it out, I don't believe that this treasure can absorb a small part of the national fortune but not a large part." Thinking of this, he steadied his mind and placed the calabaza in front of him, using his fingers to manipulate the calabaza's rotation.

  The gourd spun once, and a burst of black smoke spewed out, wrapping itself around him. The gourd spun twice, and Wang Guang felt an attractive force enveloping him. The gourd spun three times, and this guy only felt a wave of pain all over his body, a thread of dark purple smoke drilled out from his heart and twisted into the gourd.

  "It's done." After the gourd absorbed the black purple smoke, the entire gourd became even darker than before. Thus, he was certain that the smoke absorbed by the treasure was the national fortune that had been entwining his body.

  This national fortune was originally a precious treasure. If an ordinary person obtained this national fortune, even if it's just a thread, they would either rise to officialdom or become wealthy, with endless good fortune descending upon them. However, for cultivators who obtain this national fortune, not to mention rising to officialdom or becoming wealthy, their magical powers surge violently, and being able to survive for the time being is already considered fortunate. As for why there's such a difference, the ancients didn't know, and Wang Guang was even more ignorant.

  As the Wicked Gourd rotated, it first emitted a wisp of dark purple smoke, then strands, and finally, beams. Each time it absorbed a beam of dark purple smoke, it expanded by one circle. After absorbing the last beam of smoke, the Wicked Gourd grew to be about ten feet in size, with black-purple light swirling on its surface, emitting endless evil spirits and resentful auras. Even the mountain rock where the gourd was placed was eroded into a deep pit by the aura emitted by this treasure.

  "Boundless Heaven Lord!" He attempted to take a pill and put it in his mouth, only to feel the pill dissolve instantly. The transportation technique was executed flawlessly, with no errors in speed or power circulation. He also condensed and released dark thunder, which was carried out smoothly without any mistakes. It wasn't until then that Wang Guang finally felt at ease.

  "It's indeed a treasure of the ancients, it seems I misunderstood the ancient ones." This guy, now that he's safe and sound, has already cast aside his complaints about the ancients from before, and is single-mindedly surrounding the Wicked Gourd, turning it around to examine it. "It seems I still need to refine it further, otherwise it won't be easy to control."

  He tried to control the gourd, but found it very difficult. He immediately used his skills to refine this treasure. Only to see him open his mouth and a stream of green smoke spurted out. The green smoke rotated, and in one breath, it drilled into the gourd. Every time a wisp of green smoke entered, the gourd shrank a little. Fortunately, his cultivation had already reached the fifth level, and his spiritual power was three to five times thicker than before, and also much more refined.

  After this breath was sprayed for more than two hours, it finally stopped due to exhaustion of mana. Seeing that the magic treasure had shrunk by one-fifth, Wang Guang was very satisfied in his heart. Afterwards, he spent three days and nights continuing to temper, and only then did he thoroughly temper the magic treasure back to its original size.

  "Good baby! Good baby!" Feeling the power of the treasure, Wang Guang was so excited that he almost jumped up. It turned out that after his refining was over, he found that the treasure's grade had been upgraded to lower grade, a black smoke burst out, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into powder, a boulder three to five meters in size disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  After getting excited, this guy finally remembered that his gourd treasure still contained the souls of several Qi practitioners. Having nothing better to do, he opened the gourd and poured out the souls inside, preparing to store them away to refine a treasure.

  Never thought that after this guy's soul was poured out, it was discovered that these souls had been eroded by the black smoke and evil energy. The originally transparent soul now has endless black threads wrapped around it, and can no longer escape from this filthy gourd.

  This guy was not reconciled to his soul being sealed by the law treasure, and he had made a big fuss about it. In the end, he still couldn't get his soul out of it. Although he didn't achieve his goal, he wasn't disappointed at all, but instead became excited.

  Why did you say that? It turned out that after a lot of trouble, Wang Guang actually discovered that these souls not only could swallow and spit out grievances, evil spirits, and even national destiny to generate a strange aura in the gourd, but also release it for battle. This yin soul thunder fire cannot be killed by explosion, divine power cannot be pinched to death, and magic treasures cannot be polished away. As long as the gourd is not destroyed, that special aura is not exhausted, those few yin souls will not disperse.

  A burst of movement, a female skull emerged from the gourd. The skull was composed of black gas, emitting an aura that pierced the sky and gave off a faint stench. The skull crashed into a massive boulder, instantly shattering it into dust. As the dark thunder boomed, the skull swallowed it in one gulp, only to spit it out violently again. The thunder struck the ground, igniting flames and unleashing black smoke that invaded the surroundings, accompanied by eerie wails that seemed utterly malevolent.

  Then another soul flew out of the gourd, but this soul was not a skull made of black smoke, but a white bony skull that trapped the original soul. The skull opened and sprayed out thunder fires, which were condensed by Wang Guang in the past and stored in the gourd. Today, the gourd absorbed the change in national luck and brought those thunder fires with it.

  After practicing, Wang Guang found that the power of this Wàn Huì Gourd was much greater than his own Chi Tóng Shā. At least in terms of combat skills, Chi Tóng Shā was no match for Wàn Huì Gourd. Therefore, he thought of merging Chi Tóng Shā into the gourd to further increase its power.

  Unfortunately, after repeated consideration and experimentation, I was unable to find a way, and finally had no choice but to give up. I plan to try again in the future when I have another opportunity, in order to make the power of the Law Treasure even greater.

  After manipulating the soul with a skull to devour other souls without a skeleton, Wang Guang put away his treasure and calculated with his fingers that it had been dozens of days since the defeat at the border. It was time to go back and check on the situation. After all, he had promised Li Di Dao Ren, and to repay Li Di Dao Ren's kindness for saving his life, he must help him control the Tian Yu Imperial Court.

  With the idea, he took out a handful of red copper sand and wrapped himself in it, flying directly towards the Tianyu Imperial City. Along the way, he looked down at the earth, only to see that the city was in ruins, with countless refugees fleeing in groups into the deep mountains and old forests. There were wild beasts jumping out of the forest to kill the refugees, and birds swooping down to grab the corpses, crows cawing annoyingly in people's ears, tigers and wolves howling loudly, shaking people's hearts and splitting their gallbladders.

  Never administered Dan medicine to save people from suffering, on the contrary, he even carried a gourd to cut off the heads of defeated soldiers, not only collecting heads but also robbing souls. Along the way, the stinky gourd absorbed endless death energy, evil energy, and resentment energy, and there were as many as 10,000 skulls inside.

  A large number of souls were rolling and twisting in the gourd, gradually transforming into various negative auras, finally forming the Wan Gui's aura as Wang Guang said, and the power of the magic treasure increased greatly for a while.

  After walking and stopping for seven or eight days, he finally arrived at the capital city again. As soon as he entered the city, he saw that thousands of houses had collapsed, a thick atmosphere of death filled the air, and waves of resentment rose to the sky. The once prosperous capital was now almost deserted. Shops were not open, and peddlers were nowhere to be seen. There were emaciated people lying on the side of the road, stretching out their hands and begging in low voices, it was unclear whether they were asking for food or begging others to kill them.

  "It's a great place." Feeling the endless negative aura emanating from the city, Wang Guang took a deep breath and was very pleased. "It seems that going back to the Imperial City to see the Crown Prince later is also good. First, absorb some of the endless negative emotions here, and it's not too late to increase the power of the magic treasure."

  Whatever he thinks, this guy doesn't hesitate at all. He directly jumps into a magnificent villa, takes out the gourd and starts casting his magic spell.

  Only to see the gourd moving, the yin wind rising, and strands of visible breath gathering from all directions to drill into the gourd. For a time, not only were there various negative emotions, but also some lingering souls. Those breaths that entered the gourd were transformed into a foul aura, but let's not mention that for now, just talk about those souls.

  These souls were filled with resentment in their lifetime, so they didn't go to reincarnation and wander on the earth. There are soldiers and civilians among them. As soon as they approached the gourd, a thumb-sized white skull came out of the gourd.

  These white skulls gathered together and rotated, the soul fell into them instantly being torn apart by countless white skulls, the white skulls that swallowed the soul not only emitted a stronger aura but also appeared smoother.