books44 Chapter 879 All Spirits Return to the Origin (7)
Chapter 879 All Spirits Return to the Origin (7)
Chapter 879 All Spirits Return to the Origin (Part 7)
but…...
Han Yi shook his head and smiled wryly.
There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests.
In his view, a bond of shared interests, where one prospers and the other suffers, is far more reliable than a vow.
But while Han Yi thought this way, some people didn't.
For example, Li Feibai right in front of us.
"I, Li Feibai, hereby swear that in the name of the Mother of All Spirits, I will never reveal any information about you, my lord." Li Feibai suddenly became serious and spoke with absolute certainty, "If I break this oath, may my soul be destroyed and I die by suicide."
His behavior at this moment was like that of a drowning person who saw a glimmer of hope for getting ashore, grasping at a straw and swearing a solemn oath in an attempt to gain a chance of survival.
Seeing Li Feibai's solemn expression and serious tone, Han Yi remained silent, observing with great interest.
All of a sudden.
The sky darkened, the earth shook, clouds rapidly gathered, and suddenly a dark cloud loomed overhead…
Ok.
The scene was completely different from what Han Yi had imagined.
The wind was gentle and the clouds were light; the azure sky was like a crystal-clear sapphire, without a trace of gloom, and nothing seemed to have happened.
"That's it?" Han Yi finally lost his patience after waiting for a while. "Absolutely...will abide by it? Just that one sentence? In the name of the Mother of All Spirits, I will absolutely not kill you. Do you believe me?"
“This…” Li Feibai was also stunned.
When Han Yi said this, he glanced at him. Although his tone was calm, the killing intent in that glance was tangible, like a sharp sword bursting forth.
Li Feibai believed that if he said he didn't believe it, his head would roll immediately.
whee…...
Just then, Han Yi's pupils contracted as he saw the images transmitted by the Night Wanderer.
As Li Feibai swore an oath to the heavens, as he spoke, it seemed as if some strange entity sensed it, and a strange power broke through the void, descended, and entered Li Feibai's body.
This process is extremely fast and very discreet, happening without a sound.
If Ye You hadn't been a former Demon King of the Demon Clan, and possessed a special enhanced sense of perception, making him extremely sensitive to the flow of energy, he wouldn't have noticed this scene.
"These words... if I say them, it means nothing happened..." Han Yi frowned, momentarily at a loss. Perhaps the origins of the Mother of All Spirits are just a story or legend.
But over countless years, through generations of oral tradition and the immense power of faith and prayers, the northern lands have been able to gather and give birth to such a deity.
Subtly, this creates a constraint on the people in the Bai Mai (a system of meridians).
Lacking more information at hand, Han Yi could only guess at the moment.
Putting the matter aside for the time being, he raised his head and looked at Li Feibai with a half-smile.
This guy... though a bit greedy, seems to have some use to him after years of experience in the North...
At the very least, knowing that there is such a constraint, the probability of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect incurring the revenge of Ronghua Mansion will be somewhat smaller. "If you are still not at ease, sir..." Li Feibai felt uneasy under his gaze. He gritted his teeth and continued with a determined heart, "I can release my divine soul and let you leave your mark. That way, you can rest assured, right?"
Release your soul and leave your mark.
It's essentially a disguised form of slave contract.
After all, life and death are not in one's own hands; having one's life controlled by the will of others is no different from being a slave.
"Soul Imprint..." Han Yi pondered for a moment. He had never learned about soul restrictions, let alone mastered the soul imprint, a term that sounded extremely high-level.
However, Li Feibai's words sparked an idea in him.
Since the Spirit Seed's ability to erode the mind can control Night Wanderer, a former Demon King-level demon powerhouse.
So, applying this to Li Feibai and the other person... seems... probably feasible. After all, their strength hasn't reached the Demon King level yet.
Even if things don't work out, the worst outcome for these two is that they can't take it and their bodies explode and they die.
It's worth a try...
Having thought of this, Han Yi nodded slightly and agreed.
“Okay…okay…” Li Feibai took a deep breath, just about to react.
Bang!
Han Yi slightly clenched his right hand, and wisps of gray gas swirled around him like snakes. This was the manifestation of the gathering of primordial gray energy, which rapidly transformed into a spirit seed.
He struck Li Feibai squarely in the chest.
what! ! ! ! !
Li Feibai screamed in agony as a large number of spiritual seeds spread rapidly throughout his body, penetrating his meridians, blood vessels, muscles, flesh, and even his brain and soul. These foreign objects, like tiny seeds, burrowed in, broke through the soil, took root, and sprouted. The excruciating pain he endured was unimaginable.
"You, come here too!"
As soon as Han Yi raised his hand, Ye Jindie, who was pale and trembling beside him, was involuntarily lifted into the air.
Bang!
Han Yi struck out with another palm, and in an instant, massive streams of spiritual seeds surged into Ye Jindie's body.
Excruciating pain shot through Ye Jindie's skin, muscles, internal organs, and cerebral cortex. She felt her entire body rapidly inflating as if being inflated, and she couldn't help but let out a series of heart-wrenching screams.
The two men's faces were contorted in rage, their muscles trembled violently, their torsos twisted grotesquely, and tiny blood spots gradually seeped from their skin.
However, what is even more unbearable than physical pain is the mental damage.
The endless stream of spiritual seeds, like surging, violent waves, one after another, never stopping, submerged the entire soul and consciousness, tearing and healing, like a nail growing on a fingernail; you painfully tear off one, and a new one appears.
Li Feibai and Ye Jindie's faces twitched, and white foam came out of their mouths. It seemed that their souls were almost shattered, and they had become idiots who drooled all day long.
"Hold on. This is the last time."
Han Yi shouted and raised his hands, causing the two of them to float up and tumble rapidly in mid-air.
A gray gas, several times thicker than before, suddenly shot out from Han Yi's palms.
what! ! !
Li Feibai and the other man screamed, their eyes rolled back, and they fainted.
whee…...
Hiding in a corner, Ye You's innate, wicked nature kicked in, and he chuckled, gloating. The pain he had endured was now being witnessed by someone else, and the feeling was like eating an ice-cold ice cream on a sweltering summer day—exhilarating, refreshing, and thoroughly satisfying.
"Night Tour, come over here for a bit," Han Yi suddenly said.
Ye You suddenly shuddered, shrank his neck, and flashed away, teleporting over in an instant.
"Keep an eye on them. If they fail and dare to resist when they wake up, don't hold back," Han Yi ordered calmly.
At this moment, Li Feibai and the other person were suspended in mid-air, their bodies stiff, as if they were being hung up, completely still.
Wisps of gray mist still lingered around the two of them, constantly moving in and out.
That was the absorption and transformation of the primordial gray energy, used to perform the final transformation on the two individuals.
Night Wanderer nodded, his enormous snake body twisted, and with a flick of his tail, the two of them vanished.
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The first year of Emperor Sheng's reign, in Mingdu.
"Fulin roast duck, piping hot, fragrant... sweet and mellow Fulin roast duck..."
"Crystal shrimp dumplings, no water, no money back!"
"How about a plate of fermented bean curd chicken wings, sir? Only ten coins, ten coins a plate!"
On the brightly lit streets, crowds of people huddled together, their smiling faces appearing and disappearing in the rising steam. Loud shouts mingled together, making it impossible to hear anything from a distance.
Mingdu, the former political, economic, and military center of the Great Xuan Dynasty, was a prosperous city with a large population and thriving commerce, making it one of the most important cities in the world.
Compared to it, Wangtian City, where the Li family of Qingzhou is located, pales in comparison.
Even though Mingdu had recently experienced chaos—the death of Emperor Wen, the ascension of Emperor Sheng, and the descent of a harbinger of doom that very night…
However, after Emperor Sheng ascended the throne, he implemented a series of measures, first deploying elite troops to suppress the rebellion, then granting a general amnesty...
A right fist of iron, a left hand of honey.
With both carrot and stick approached, even though the imperial court announced the relocation of the capital to Chenjing, it had no impact on Mingdu, a large city with a history of hundreds of years, and it continued to prosper.
Inside a tall, five-story restaurant.
In the elegant private room on the top floor, the table was filled with delicacies carefully prepared by the chef, their aroma filling the air. Several maids gently fanned the room, creating a soft breeze.
Tantai Xunzhen looked at the delicious dishes in front of her and gave a helpless, bitter smile.
A plate of thinly sliced duck meat sat in front of her.
The freshly roasted duck has a crispy, golden-brown skin. It's served with thin spring pancakes, rolled up with refreshing cucumber and scallion shreds, and dipped in a rich sweet sauce. The duck meat is wrapped inside, and with one bite, the aroma is intense and the flavor lingers on your lips and teeth.
"Eat quickly. We still have a long way to go."
A refined-looking man sat opposite Tantai Xunzhen.
He was dressed in a black scholar's robe, with his long white hair hanging down naturally. He looked elegant and had an extraordinary temperament.
"..."
Tantai Xunzhen remained silent, not uttering a word. Having fallen to her current state, she had no appetite whatsoever.
"What? You don't like it?" the white-haired man chuckled. "Isn't this all your favorite food? Is the food at this restaurant not good enough?"
Although his hair was completely white, the strands were as fine as cow hair and as white as jade. One glance was enough to tell that it was not due to old age, but rather that he was born with it.
"..." Tantai Xunzhen remained silent, still not uttering a word.
The maid's slender white arm had been raised for some time, holding a roast duck wrapped in a spring pancake, ready to put it in her mouth at any moment.
Upon closer inspection, the maid's expression was blank, her eyes empty and lifeless; compared to a living person, she looked more like a puppet.
It wasn't just her.
Everyone else in the room, except for Tantai Xunzhen and the white-haired man, looked lifeless.
"Not going to eat?" The white-haired man smiled. "Then we'll just have to let them eat it."
Swish! ! !
Several maids simultaneously opened their mouths, put their fingers in their mouths, closed their clean, sharp teeth, and were about to bite down.
"Wait!" Tantai Xunzhen closed his eyes in anguish. "The dignified Lord of the Demon Realm... a Lord of the Demon Realm, actually using a few lowly maids as hostages... if word gets out..."