Chapter 1648: Chapter 1275: Demon Fall Master, Parting Gift!
"You wouldn’t think that what I can destroy is merely this soul body of yours, right? One mustn’t be too naive. With my strength surpassing the Transformative Realm, why wouldn’t I have more tricks up my sleeve?"
The hazy white mist slowly seeped out from between Gu Changsheng’s palms, gradually turning blood-red, glaring and eerie...
"Perhaps you do not know that my soul once eternally fell, plunging into the Path of the Demon? Have you ever experienced the feeling of a soul eternally plunged into the abyss? Do you know the panic and fear of constantly climbing but never reaching the shore? Do you know the taste of being isolated from the world, eternally alone? The feeling of demon fall, shall I let you experience it?"
As she spoke, Gu Changsheng’s eyes became somewhat hollow, and then, the aura between her palms grew increasingly bizarre...
The rich blood-red looked like a bottomless vortex devouring everything...
"No! No! Don’t!" Watching the blood-red vortex pressing down from above, that soul could no longer remain calm. Just moments ago, he was prepared to face death, but now he truly panicked, pupils constricting continuously, eyes filled with bone-deep fear, shaking his head repeatedly, refusing incessantly...
With empty eyes, Gu Changsheng’s bright and charming little face appeared somewhat wooden, her vermilion lips moved as she spoke coldly and decisively, "That battle in the Secluded Valley, Fufeng Tianlan almost cost me my life and soul, scheming constantly and targeting me at every turn; this deep-seated vengeance I, Gu Changsheng, dare not forget, it’s time to give her a little taste of her own medicine!"
"Do you think if I send her a Master of the Transformative Realm who’ve fallen into demon fall, she might be very moved?"
The blood-colored vortex enveloped his head, and upon hearing this, the soul’s face turned pale, terror-stricken, shaking his head persistently, "No! No! Don’t! Don’t..."
However, his refusal couldn’t alter his fate in the slightest!
It must be said, Gu Changsheng is vengeful in the extreme; those who caused her suffering will have to experience it all as well!
She once fell into demon fall, so Fufeng Tianlan’s closest confidants should experience it too!
When she fell into demon fall, her kin once wandered the edge of life and death, so let Fufeng Tianlan face a Master of the Transformative Realm who’ve fallen into demon fall!
She wanted to see, just how capable Fufeng Tianlan truly was, whether she could escape with her life from the hands of a Master of the Transformative Realm who’ve fallen into demon fall!
Slender, snow-white hands, a blood-colored eerie vortex...
Gu Changsheng’s lips curved into a cold arc, a bloodthirsty gleam flashed in her empty eyes, her palm pressing down again...
"Ah!"
A heart-wrenching howl instantly erupted from the soul’s mouth.
In the blink of an eye, the soul’s head was completely enveloped by the blood-colored vortex, features gradually contorting, becoming grotesque, nearly deformed...
But this was just the external manifestation; internally, the pain was even greater!
The soul felt as though the spirit and soul it shared with its true self were on the verge of being torn apart under this blood-colored vortex...
The agony of peeling away piece by piece, indescribable pain, was about to surpass the limits of what human endurance could bear!
"Ah! Ah! Ah..."
Agonized wails echoed incessantly from the soul’s mouth, chilling the spines of those who heard it.
Upon seeing this, Gu Changsheng withdrew her hand gracefully, her Phoenix Eyes gradually regaining clarity, looked at the struggling soul in pain and despair, lips curled into a mocking arc, "Stop struggling, fall into demon fall! Only through fall can you find release, and all the pain and suffering of this body will be unrelated to you! Fall into demon fall..."
Gu Changsheng’s words, like a curse, made the soul being devoured by the blood-colored vortex tremble all over, utterly hopeless!
Gradually, under the devouring blood-colored vortex, the soul began to fade into nothingness, starting from the head...
It must be said, Gu Changsheng truly is an oddity!
Ordinary Transformative Realm Masters’ souls are extensions formed by division from their own souls. Only Gu Changsheng’s soul was seized raw beneath the Nine Heavenly Punishment Thunderbolts!
Because, for ordinary Transformative Realm Masters, the soul results from the split of the original soul, making sensations shared between soul and body...
For example, this demon fall!
For ordinary people, a soul bearing the spirit falling into demon fall could mean eternal doom, including the true self!
Demon fall is the most effective means against souls!
And coincidentally, Gu Changsheng, this otherworldly oddball, is someone who has fallen into demon fall and even managed to climb out of the abyss of demon fall!
Thus, deep within her soul, it remains contaminated with the aura of that boundless abyss, which is undoubtedly the best talisman for forcing one into demon fall!
Not everyone possesses a soul as powerful as Gu Changsheng or her evildoer!
The idea of overcoming the devouring aura of demon fall is simply a fantasy tale!
"A Master of the Transformative Realm who’ve fallen into demon fall is quite enough to keep you busy, Fufeng Tianlan. No need to be too grateful; consider it a parting gift from me!"
Looking at the soul before her, slowly fading into emptiness, Gu Changsheng’s lips faintly curved, her gaze scornful as she spoke toward the northern sky.
The real show is just beginning!
Fufeng Tianlan, you have your schemes, and I have absolute strength. This game isn’t over yet, and it’s still undecided who will prevail!
Do you have many Masters of the Transformative Realm by your side?
Then go ahead and send them my way. Gu Changsheng guarantees they will return just as they came!
They arrive as perfect Spirit Bodies and return as Masters of the Transformative Realm who, after falling into demonization, recognize no one. If they don’t recognize their family, can you expect them to recognize their master?
Hehe...
Gu Changsheng’s hand, hidden under his long sleeve, slowly clenched, and a look of determination flashed in the depths of his Phoenix Eyes.
Fufeng Tianlan, wait for me. The next time we meet, I, Gu Changsheng, will take your severed head!
Before that, taste the disaster brought on by the demonized Masters of the Transformative Realm!
The feeling will definitely delight you!
Pray for yourself!
...
At the same time, outside the North Mongolia Royal City, in the rebel army camp led by Fufeng Tianlan.
The girl He Miao suddenly burst in disheveled, interrupting Fufeng Tianlan who was practicing calligraphy!
"Miss, Miss, something terrible has happened! The messenger Na Ming is causing a massacre outside, everything is in chaos, many Northern Meng troops have died at his hands! Miss, you’d better go and see!"
Breathless, He Miao urgently pointed outside, too hurried to notice her lady’s darkened expression.
"What did you say? A massacre? Has he fallen into a demonized state?" Fufeng Tianlan, still wearing a veil, was startled by the news, immediately discarding the brush and rushing outside...
Outside the tent, witnessing the distant chaos and the faint bloody scent in the air, Fufeng Tianlan’s eyes narrowed as they fixed on the infamous Na Ming, known among the Northern Meng rebels for his deadly prowess. She gritted her teeth, "As expected, he’s fallen into demonization! Just for asking his Spirit Body to do a trivial task, how could such a situation arise? Could something have gone wrong?"
"Miss! Miss! Now is not the time to think about such things, how do we stop him? If he continues to massacre like this, there’s no need to wait for Gu Changsheng to reach the Royal City; the rebels surrounding it will be wiped out by Na Ming, jeopardizing our grand plans!" The girl He Miao grew even more anxious at her lady’s murmuring.
"Stop him? How? A Primordial Transformative Realm expert who has fallen into demonization is far stronger than usual. Even if all of us join forces, we might not be able to subdue him. Tell me, how do we stop him?" Responded Fufeng Tianlan with anger flaring in her eyes.
"But Miss, this isn’t going to work! It will ruin our grand plans, and if the Hall Master holds us accountable, even you, Miss, will not be spared!" He Miao’s worry intensified at her words.
Fufeng Tianlan too was flustered and at her wits’ end!
To let Na Ming continue his rampage is out of the question, but subduing a demonized Master of the Transformative Realm is no easy feat!
"Everyone listen up! At all costs, subdue Na Ming, move in with me!" Quickly, a resolution formed within Fufeng Tianlan!
Ruining the Imperial Brother’s grand plan is a crime none can afford!
Even Fufeng Tianlan wouldn’t dare take such a risk!
So, without full certainty of success, Fufeng Tianlan could only bite the bullet!
A demonized Master of the Transformative Realm, though not as terrifying as the demonized Gu Changsheng, can still entail catastrophic consequences beyond measure!
And in such a short while, numerous Northern Meng rebels have already fallen, conservatively estimated to be in the thousands!
In the military, how many are truly masters? Even a few martial arts practitioners would be like lambs to the slaughter before a demonized Master of the Transformative Realm, unable to even escape, only to submit their necks for slaughter!
Corpses littered the rebel camp; blood stained the pasture, merging into rivers...
To the uninformed, it might seem like internal chaos within the rebels!
Yet, it’s not much different from internal chaos!
When Fufeng Tianlan led the masters by her side to intercept the demonized Na Ming, the Northern Meng rebels collectively sighed in relief; the feeling of impending death, the panic of being utterly powerless, had a moment ago spread throughout the camp as the mad killer stormed wildly...
This madman was originally an esteemed guest invited by the Great General!
Now, seeing the other esteemed guests intervene, how could they not feel elated?
One moment, teetering on the brink of life and death, the next moment, they saw hope for survival. Almost instantly, countless grateful gazes affixed onto Fufeng Tianlan and the others...
The bloody scent permeating the air seemed to remind them that death had almost descended upon them. Yet soon, the rebels who had survived the crisis, watching the ongoing battle, found their hearts clenched once more...
