Chapter 97: The Outcome of the Duel Has Been Decided, a Grudge Settled

  "I can let you go, but you need to nourish my treasure and help me find that slut Xingxue using your soul. After that, I'll release you." Wang Guang sneered and slapped the old Daoist of the Bai Shou Sect on the head with a loud crack, causing his brains to splatter and killing him instantly.

  A soul fluttered out of the corpse, wanting to escape, but Wang Guang sneered and pointed at the long banner in front of him. The banner spewed out a few strands of black smoke that wrapped around the soul, fixing it to the top of the banner. At this time, the banner quivered and sucked up all the flesh and blood of the old Taoist.

  The black smoke emanating from Wan Gui's body grew thicker after absorbing the flesh and blood of the Qi cultivator. Wails and howls echoed from the banner as Wang Guang ignored the objects falling from Lao Dao's corpse, instead chanting incantations to cast a secret spell.

  A wisp of green smoke shot out from his mouth, the green smoke drew a mysterious symbol on the soul of that Qi cultivator. The soul let out a series of mournful and eerie cries, after one or two breaths, the twisted and painful soul suddenly burst open to form a mirror floating in mid-air. In the mirror, there was Xue Dao Ren hiding under the mountain rocks, treating his wounds.

  "Haha! You despicable person, Condensed Snow, I'll see where you escape to!" Wang Guang cackled maniacally. He hadn't expected the secret technique he derived from the ancient divine art of Pursuing Soul to be so successful on its first try. Just as he was about to leave, he remembered that the master of the Luo family had revealed his hiding place, which led to him not being able to kill Condensed Snow. Enraged and humiliated, Wang Guang began a massacre.

  Along the passage that the ruler of the Luo family had drilled out from the ground fissure, he saw a secret room passage about 20-30 feet deep underground. The secret room passage was reinforced with bluestone and was very far away from the surface, so the thunder fire battle between the practitioners above did not completely destroy this underground secret room. Most of the Luo family members were hiding in this secret room.

  Wang Guang sneered repeatedly, not bothering to explain anything to these people. He simply shook the black flag in his hand, and a wave of killing intent burst forth. The flag fluttered, and a dark wind carrying an endless stench spread throughout the room. Some people with weak bodies were actually suffocated to death by the foul smell. Black smoke also emerged from the flag, wrapping around and rolling into the shapes of old women and children, pulling at the souls of those people, not even leaving them a chance to reincarnate.

  Dozens of breaths later, the Luo family's children hidden in various secret rooms were all killed, leaving only the head of the Luo family barely alive.

  "Venerable Wu Liang! I, the poor Taoist, have never treated you unfairly. Why do you want to treat me like this?" Wang Guang took a deep breath and said in a low voice. "Do you think my methods are not ruthless enough? Is my knife not fast enough?"

  "Haha! Wang Daochang, we don't speak in riddles, today we sell you out, it's also the cause of your own doing in the past, and the fruit you taste today." The head of the Luo family glared at Wang Guang with a resentful face, not feeling any sorrow for the death of his family members.

  "What's the point of saying that?" Wang Guang flicked his newly grown fingernail, which rang out with a metallic sound as it sliced through the bluestone slab with ease, like a sharp blade cutting through tofu.

  The ruler of the Luo family sat on the ground, panting heavily and said: "In those years when the Tianyu imperial court suddenly changed, I was persecuted by a vengeful family, so I sent someone to seek your help, even prepared all the industries of our family to ask for your assistance. However, my people didn't even see you once. Later, the Qingmu and Baishou sects' cultivators kidnapped my only grandson, forcing our Luo family to secretly plot against you. We refused, so we sent someone to contact you, but you still ignored us."

  "We couldn't get help from you, so we had to surrender to them to ensure our family's survival. That's why we ambushed you today. Daozhang, do you think what we did was wrong? The ones who are wrong aren't us, the Luo family, but you, a ruthless and bloodthirsty cultivator." The leader of the Luo family became more agitated as he spoke, finally jumping up to charge at Wang Guang, but unfortunately, his head was cut off by Wang Guang's finger nails before he could even take a step. His body sprayed out a jet of dark, foul-smelling blood and fell to the ground, twitching a few times before losing all signs of life.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! I am not wrong, you are the ones who are wrong!" Wang Guang was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. The Long Fan in his hand shook, absorbing all the souls in the underground secret chamber. He also saw the foul and toxic blood flowing out of Luo's family leader's corpse being absorbed by the Ten Thousand Filth Long Fan.

  Alas, the ruler of the Luo family spent his whole life running around to expand his clan, only to end up losing everything: his home was destroyed, he died without a place to rest, and even lost his only grandson, who became a tool for others to manipulate at will. The Luo family, which had aspired to rise again, was completely annihilated from the Tianyu Empire.

  "Wú Liàng Tiān Zūn." With a loud shout, Wang Guang wrapped himself in red copper sand and directly broke through the air to chase and kill Níng Xuě Dào Rén at the fastest speed.

  He ran all the way, and when he arrived at the place where he would watch from the secret method, he only saw a large tree with a blood stain under it, and Xue Dao Ren's figure was already gone.

  Wang Guang was not in a hurry, took out a sandalwood incense from the treasure bag and lit it, then stained the sandalwood with some fresh blood scattered under the tree. He pinched his fingers to decide the law, and with a wave of his hand, a wisp of green smoke flew out from his fingertips and fell into the sandalwood. The sandalwood was assisted by the green silk, and in an instant, it burned into a ball of white mist that broke through the air and went far away. This secret method was also a small trick derived by Wang Guang from the ancient divine art of chasing souls with blood.

  The white fog flew at an extremely fast speed, but it couldn't get too far away from Wang Guang. Every time it exceeded a certain distance, the white fog would slow down or stop temporarily, waiting for Wang Guang to catch up.

  After flying wildly for a whole day and night, Wang Guang finally discovered the trail of Cong Xue Dao Ren with the help of Bai Yan.

  Only to see Ningxue Dao Ren sitting cross-legged by the lake, operating the law door to restore her magical powers. The lower body that had originally disappeared also didn't know when it was reconnected again.

  Wang Guang hid to the side and didn't rush out, but instead inserted the long banner into the ground, lit incense, and began to urge the power of the treasure. A few mouthfuls of green smoke sprayed on top, seven or eight breaths later, a thumb-thick black light floated at the top of the banner, slightly trembling.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! Condensed Snow Daoist, your killer is Wang Guang!" Wang Guang let out a loud roar, his two hands gathering three levels of dark thunder. This dark thunder exploded on the Wan Xiu banner, causing it to shake violently. The black light at its tip flashed like lightning and appeared around Condensed Snow's neck. Condensed Snow let out a startled cry, wanting to use his techniques to dodge, but he didn't even have time to do so before his large head was cut off by the black light in an instant.

  The skull was cut open, and a green light mixed with blood shot up from the neck. Where would Wang Guang dare to go? His hands moved again, and another bolt of lightning was thrown out. The dark thunder exploded on the green light, and the green light dissipated, revealing a three-foot-long green flying sword trembling in mid-air. That flying sword was exactly what Qingxue Daoist had used when he first competed with Wang Guang.

  The flying sword trembled, unwilling to be caught by Wang Guang. A flash of green light flickered, and the flying sword exploded, instantly blasting away Wang Guang's just-released big catch. Another soul escaped from the shattered flying sword, transforming into a blue light that fled far away.

  "Don't go, won't you stay and talk about life?" Wang Guang smiled slyly, picked up the long banner on the ground, and chased after him with a series of loud shouts.

  "Fellow Taoist, why not let me go and give me a chance to live again? After I'm reincarnated, I won't remember anything that happened between us, so our grudge will be gone. Why must you cry and chase after me?" The soul conveyed its thoughts.

  "Boundless Heaven Venerable! Fellow Daoist, you're joking. Wang Guang let out a loud laugh and roared: "Although it's likely that one would lose their memories after reincarnation, I believe you must have grasped some secret method to retain some memories. To be on the safe side, I'll destroy your soul as well, lest you come looking for me in the future."

  "This boundless world of Qi, after reincarnation, you and I will never have the chance to meet again. Why must you not give people opportunities? In all things, leave a way out for yourself. Who knows, maybe in my next life, I'll still be under your tutelage as your disciple and do things for you!" Jing Xue Dao Ren was also afraid that Wang Guang would scatter her soul, and she couldn't care less about her former identity and dignity, bitterly begging the Daoist to spare her a way out.

  "Ga ga! Ningsnow, have you ever thought of the time when you were chasing me down? Leaving a way out for everything? What nonsense. You chased me tightly for seven or eight years back then, why didn't you say to let me go and leave a way out at that time? Today, I'll give you a way out, unless you can turn back time and give me a way out in the past." Wang Guangyan laughed repeatedly, his long flag waving, as the dark wind and foul smell wrapped around Ningsnow's soul.

  "Today you destroy my soul, tomorrow someone will surely destroy your soul." Jing Xue Dao Ren let out a strange cry, dodging and weaving to avoid the dark wind and foul odor that wrapped around him, until his soul could no longer hold on, and he directly plunged into the forest below.

  It just so happened that a white rabbit was eating grass in the bushes, and Cong Xue's soul rushed into the rabbit's body without choosing a path. The rabbit struggled on the ground for a while before standing up and continuing to eat grass with its head down. However, if one looked closely, they would notice that the rabbit's body kept trembling slightly, and the place where it was eating the grass didn't seem to have any less grass.

  "Boundless Heavenly Venerable!" Wang Guang looked clearly at the scene in mid-air, seeing that Xingxue Dao Ren's soul had been seized by Bai Tu. This guy couldn't help but let out a sigh. "I thought you were quite a character in the Yi Qi Sect, with your magical powers reaching the heavens and your Taoist skills being exquisite. It's just a pity that you were too arrogant and never truly put me in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't have ended up like this today."

  Wang Guang said that he stretched out his hand and picked up the white rabbit. The white rabbit's eyes were bright red, its paws clasped together in a continuous prayer-like gesture, hoping that the Taoist would let her go this one time.

  "However, it's not possible. There are hundreds of demonic cultivation methods in the One Qi Sect, and I don't even know which one you've learned. If I were to give you a way out, and you become a powerful demon in the future and come looking for trouble with me, that would be a loss." As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Guang felt the white rabbit struggling in his hand, but how could it possibly escape his grasp?

  A thousand dirty flags fluttered, and a wisp of black smoke drilled out from among the flags and merged into the body of the white rabbit. In the blink of an eye, the entire white rabbit was thoroughly dissolved by the black smoke, and the soul of the Condensed Snow Daoist, who had been hiding inside, struggled weakly for a few moments before being pulled into the flag by the black smoke.