Chapter 378

I don't want to die.

Jiang Shang shouted in terror.

Qin Yang, however, ignored him, the demon-subduing golden light continuously weakening the demonic aura on his body.

Jiang Shang grew ever weaker, he mustered his last strength, wanting to break through the demon-subduing grand formation.

However, he was completely unable to shake the demon-subduing grand formation; at this point he was no longer at his peak, and even at his peak, because the demon-subduing golden light restrained the demonic aura on his body, he would have found it difficult to break out of the formation.

To Jiang Shang, death was merely a matter of time.

In the end, the demonic aura within Jiang Shang's body was completely exhausted.

Qin Yang directly sealed him, without killing him.

Seeing this, Chiyou was somewhat surprised.

Why not kill him?

Qin Yang gave a faint smile and said, "I promised Ji Dou Dou that I would bring the murderer who killed her family before her, so she could personally take revenge."

Hearing Qin Yang's words, Chiyou understood; he gave a faint smile, his gaze toward Jiang Shang filled with sympathy.

Jiang Shang was doomed to die.

Realizing this, Jiang Shang's face turned ashen.

He didn't know how many people he had offended over the years, nor who exactly he had killed. Aside from some with higher cultivation or relatively famous forces or individuals, everyone else in his eyes was like ants.

Now, someone wants to take revenge on him; Jiang Shang finds it not at all strange.

Xiǎng dào zhèlǐ, Jiang Shang suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned pale.

He suddenly realized just how many wicked deeds he had done over the years, merely to survive, to become an immortal, and yet he had been so utterly ruthless.

Back then, he had helped King Wu of Zhou overthrow the Shang; how righteous he was.

His first half of life was extraordinarily glorious, while the second half turned out so ferocious; this is his true portrayal.

At this very moment, he could not even face his own past, wishing Qin Yang would just kill him now.

Qin Yang said nothing, merely taking Jiang Shang and flying straight to the Moon Palace.

Seeing Qin Yang take him, leaving Lan Xing and flying toward the Moon Palace, Jiang Shang felt somewhat surprised.

In the Moon Palace, there is Chang'e; he naturally knows this.

But why is Qin Yang bringing him there? Could it be that Chang'e wants to kill him?

That's impossible; he has had no dealings with Chang'e, nor has he ever offended her.

"The one who wants to kill you is currently in the Guanghan Palace."

Qin Yang said lightly.

"I see." Jiang Shang felt bitter in his heart.

He said nothing, merely giving a reluctant glance at this world.

He doesn't have much time left in this world.

In the Moon Palace, Ji Dou Dou was cultivating.

Sensing Qin Yang's aura, Ji Dou Dou emerged from seclusion.

Others also followed her out.

When she saw the person Qin Yang was holding in his hand, Ji Dou Dou's eyes nearly split with rage.

She glared at Jiang Shang, killing intent almost spilling from her eyes.

Back then, because of Jiang Shang, her entire family died, her home destroyed, leaving only her alone in the world.

Thinking of this, Ji Dou Dou wished she could swallow Jiang Shang whole.

"It's you."

Chang'e appeared, she stared at Jiang Shang, somewhat surprised.

This person, once the main figure in the War of Gods' Investiture, Chang'e naturally knew him, but she never expected Qin Yang to have captured him.

Sensing the demonic path aura on him, Chang'e was somewhat surprised.

A disciple of the esteemed Yuanshi Tianzun, yet he has entered the demonic path.

Wrong.

Chang'e suddenly realized what was off.

"Didn't Yuanshi Tianzun once say? You have no fate to become an immortal, only a single lifetime of prosperity; how could you possibly still be alive now?"

Jiang Shang laughed hehe; at this point, any chance of survival had been cut off, so naturally there was nothing left to fear.

He sneered: "My fate is mine, not heaven's; what is Yuanshi Tianzun? Could his words really decide my destiny? He won't let me become an immortal, yet I insist on becoming one."

Chang'e looked at Jiang Shang with some sympathy; although she didn't know how he had managed to survive to now, she could be certain he had endured considerable hardship.

Otherwise, how could one possibly alter Yuanshi Tianzun's words—he is a true sage who personally decreed his fate.

Wanting to change that fate is absolutely not easy; it demands an enormous price.

Jiang Shang now being neither human nor ghost is the price he has paid.

After sighing, Chang'e said: "What's good about becoming immortal? Not dying, not perishing—what's the point but to be alone for a lifetime?"

Jiang Shang glanced at Chang'e with disdain: "You think I'm like you? Just idling away, waiting to die. I want to achieve immortality at dawn, I want to survive, even become a sage in the future; I want to command my own fate, to tell that lofty Yuanshi Tianzun that my fate is mine, not his—his words are as worthless as a fart."

Chang'e sighed; she could see the heavy resentment surrounding Jiang Shang.

"Even if you seek immortality, you could think of other means; harming living beings, you cannot possibly have a good end."

"Hehe."

Jiang Shang's expression remained unchanged.

"If I don't harm living beings, I fear I wouldn't even have a chance to survive, let alone talk about immortality; Yuanshi Tianzun's words have blocked my path—the ones who truly deserve to die, the ones who truly commit evil, are him."

Chang'e shook her head, saying nothing more.

Explaining to such a stubborn and unresponsive person is useless no matter how much you say.

Ji Dou Dou stepped forward and kicked Jiang Shang in the face with one foot, sending him tumbling over.

Jiang Shang laughed loudly, not caring at all, for he was about to die—what was there to fear? At worst, it's just death.

He now had no way to live.

Qin Yang handed his magic weapon, the changdao, to Ji Dou Dou, and said calmly: "Use this; although he has now lost his magical power, he is ultimately an immortal's body, and ordinary means make it hard to kill him."

Ji Dou Dou took the changdao and swung it down hard.

Pfft.

That was the sound of the changdao cutting into flesh, but this blow wasn't deep.

Jiang Shang's head wasn't cut off; he laughed loudly, his mouth full of blood.

The Xiānxiě on his neck also spurted out.

Everyone watching felt chills.

At this moment, Jiang Shang truly resembled a vicious ghost, fierce and terrifying.

However, driven by hatred, Ji Dou Dou didn't care at all.

She Dòngshǒu again, the changdao continued to chop down.

After three blows, they finally chopped off Jiang Shang's head.

Jiang Shang widened his eyes, his primordial spirit flew out, trying to escape.

But Qin Yang had already immobilized him there; Jiang Shang's primordial spirit had no chance to escape.

"Continue."

Qin Yang said, Ji Dou Dou wielded the changdao and slashed at Jiang Shang's primordial spirit, which let out a shrill scream.

This was a pain that penetrated the Línghún, more painful than cutting the flesh.

He roared, "Killing a man is just a nod to the ground; Qin Yang, give me a quick death."

Jiang Shang knew he could not survive; the annihilation of body and spirit was the final Jiéguǒ.

So, it's better to die early than to die late.

Qin Yang ignored him, gesturing for Ji Dou Dou to continue.

Ji Dou Dou's eyes filled with hatred and rage as she chopped down blow after blow; the shrill wail echoed in the Vast Cold Palace, sounding extremely tragic.