allonlinenovel Chapter 1629
Chapter 1629
When Chen Xuan landed, his toes landed on a huge stele engraved with "All Poisons Pay Homage to the Origin".
His divine sense spread out like a tide, sweeping over the ninety-nine main peaks and three hundred and sixty secondary peaks, but only touched the empty palaces.
The hustle and bustle of the sect, where millions once operated, has faded away, leaving only the mournful sound of the wind blowing through the corridors, making this magnificent building seem all the more eerie.
He could have wiped this place out with a single sword strike, but he left it as an empty shell—after all, finding a ready-made secluded place for cultivation is always better than enduring the elements under the stars.
Just as he was about to find the main peak with the most abundant spiritual energy, his divine sense paused when it swept across a valley shrouded in miasma to the west.
The canyon was as deep as an abyss, completely shrouded in a layer of pale purple miasma. Within the miasma, jagged black rocks could be vaguely seen, each one engraved with runes that absorbed spiritual energy.
From behind the damp stone wall, chilling sounds were seeping out—angry roars, weak groans, and desperate pleas, like countless venomous snakes flicking their tongues in the darkness.
"You damned bastards! Where's today's antidote?" A rough, hoarse voice slammed against the stone wall, bouncing back with a buzzing echo. "My grandfather is an inner sect elder! You guard scum, do you want to die?"
"No... Please... Ten Thousand Gu Devouring the Heart... I will never dare to do it again..." Another female voice was choked with sobs, her breath barely a whisper, as if she were about to die at any moment.
"Master... save me... Master..." The childish voice mixed in sounded even more pitiful.
Chen Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a flash, he passed through the miasma and landed outside the prison deep in the canyon. This prison was actually built with "Netherworld Cold Iron," and the walls were covered with dark red patterns. Upon closer inspection, they turned out to be made up of countless tiny Gu worm skeletons pieced together.
In the deepest part of the cell, a disheveled man sat cross-legged. His thin wrists were locked with three-inch-thick black iron chains, the chains wrapped with "spirit-eating patterns," which would erode a third of the spiritual energy with each flow of energy.
Even so, his back remained ramrod straight, like an ancient pine tree struggling in dire straits.
This person is none other than Gu Ying.
"Shut up, everyone!"
In the surrounding cells, a dozen or so prisoners laughed even harder when they saw him frowning and scolding them.
"Gu Ying, do you really think you're still the senior disciple of a sect?" A Nascent Soul Realm prisoner with a face full of pustules spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his voice like a broken gong, "Now you're just like us, a prisoner Gu waiting to die, what are you putting on airs for?"
“Exactly!” A cultivator with a missing left arm chimed in, his eyes flashing with venom. “Back when you were inspecting the sect, I was merely torturing a mortal flesh and blood embryo in my own residence, and you crippled half of my spiritual veins! Why aren’t you so arrogant now?”
Someone else sneered: "Hahaha! This is utterly ridiculous! Our Gu God Sect's genius senior brother actually had an affair with the Gu puppet he created? Tsk tsk, isn't that junior sister Gu Yingying, the soulless Gu puppet you created yourself? Don't you find it disgusting that you're having an affair with a puppet?"
"Yingying..."
These two words were like a poisoned dagger, piercing deeply into Gu Ying's heart. He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and a chilling killing intent instantly rose around him.
Just as the spiritual energy was about to burst through his Purple Mansion, countless tiny bumps suddenly swelled up under his skin, like countless grains of rice rolling under the skin, crawling along the blood vessels toward his heart—those were Heart-Eating Worms, which specifically devoured the spiritual energy and soul of cultivators.
"Oh? You're angry?" The one-armed cultivator laughed even more smugly. "If you're so capable, then mobilize your spiritual energy! The more you mobilize it, the faster this Heart-Eating Worm will grow. Sooner or later, it will crawl out of your heart and devour your primordial spirit!"
Gu Ying clenched his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. He could feel the insects wriggling under his skin, causing excruciating pain, but what hurt even more was the words, "Gu Yingying is already dead and her soul has been extinguished."
He remembered when Yingying first entered the sect, she wore her hair in two buns and timidly called him "Senior Brother"; he remembered her secretly giving him the "Qi Condensation Flower" that she had finally obtained, saying, "Senior Brother, we are from the same hometown and cultivation is hard, so you must take good care of yourself."
I remember arguing with that devilish senior sister to protect her... In the end.
"Yingying, Junior Sister..."
"Why aren't you saying anything?" A female prisoner scratched at the stone wall with her fingernails, making a grating sound. "Back when you stood on the alchemy platform and personally beheaded three outer disciples who were secretly practicing forbidden Gu, weren't you quite impressive? Now that you're being eaten by insects, how does it feel?"
Gu Ying closed his eyes, ignoring the mockery. But those voices were like a persistent, stabbing wound, drilling into his ears and causing him excruciating pain.
Outside the stone wall, Chen Xuan stood quietly, his divine sense already taking in everything.
He looked at the man who was holding his head high in the face of adversity, then glanced at the thick aura of sin emanating from the clamoring prisoners, and smiled slightly, saying, "None of the prisoners imprisoned by the demonic sect are any good people after all."