Chapter 987

Mountain Wind City, the lord's manor, in the quiet chamber.

Wu Tie and the three corpse avatars, as well as the Six Desire Demon Sovereign, formed a circle; in that small circle, the Demon Sovereign and Gongsun San Yang curled up on the ground, their bodies trembling involuntarily.

This scene was like a pack of hungry wolves surrounding two lambs.

Wu Tie sat cross-legged on the ground; the diagram of the Innate Yin-Yang Creation Revolving Sword Formation transformed into a Taiji diagram about a zhang in diameter, slowly rotating behind him, gradually absorbing the merit power he had stored, like a large gold ingot.

The black and yellow swords were respectively inlaid in the black and white fish eyes of the Taiji diagram, points downward; as the diagram turned slowly, they continuously emitted waves of chilling sword intent that surged tumultuously in the quiet chamber.

The black sword's sword intent swept over the Demon Sovereign and Gongsun San Yang's bodies, making them spasm and twitch uncontrollably, as if their bodies were being frenetically whipped by icy electric light; even a condensed bit of innate spiritual light trembled and spasmed.

The yellow sword's sword intent swept over their bodies, instantly filling them with magnificent, vibrant, fervent warmth; their tense, spasming, twitching, trembling physiques instantly became calm and comfortable.

That feeling was like first kneading a person into a pancake, freezing it hard as a rock with ten-thousand-year-old ice, then quickly tossing it into boiling water, with a 'crack' pulling it straight and stiff……

The two utterly opposed extreme sword intents swept over them ceaselessly; whether flesh or innate spiritual light, they endured in the extreme life-and-death opposition, suffering repeated torment like hellish reincarnation.

A steel bar forged through a thousand tempers, if repeatedly bent and folded, will become extremely brittle and can easily snap.

The Demon Sovereign's and Gongsun San Yang's flesh and innate spiritual light were no different; Wu Tie sat quietly there, and in just a short quarter‑hour, their bodies and innate spiritual light had already reached the brink of collapse.

If they were merely washed a few more hundred times by those two sword intents, their bodies would surely collapse and their souls scatter, leaving no chance whatsoever to enter the six paths of reincarnation!

With a 'thud', Gongsun San Yang knocked his head against the ground.

His gaze pure and innocent, like a newborn lamb, Gongsun San Yang looked at Wu Tie with tears welling up, expending all his essence and spirit to shout loudly: 'Senior Wu Tie, this seat… no, old man… no, junior is willing to be loyal unto death for all eternity!'

With a 'thud-thud-thud', Gongsun San Yang kowtowed like pounding garlic, shouting loudly: 'As long as you say a word, junior… I will be your hound!'

The Demon Sovereign remained silent, merely staring at Gongsun San Yang with a grim face.

Wu Tie looked at Gongsun San Yang with a chuckle: 'You've walked through reincarnation once; are you afraid of death?'

Gongsun San Yang laughed, lifted his head, and looked at Wu Tie with utter loyalty and fervent eyes: 'Junior dares not conceal anything; precisely because I have lived, been splendid, reached the limit of my yang lifespan, walked the path of reincarnation, I therefore fear death all the more.'

'Junior does not want to die, wants to live. Wants a beautiful wife and concubines, wants hundreds of sons and thousands of grandsons, wants fine clothes and jade food, wants wanton licentiousness…… Junior harbors no authority or ambition, merely desires these most primal material enjoyments……' Gongsun San Yang, extraordinarily fervent, cried out to Wu Tie: 'As long as senior… no, as long as my lord, you bestow even a trifle from between your fingers, I, your subject, will swear loyalty unto death!'

Wu Tie smiled, turned his gaze to the Demon Sovereign: 'And you?'

The Demon Sovereign pondered a moment, then spoke slowly: 'I am not like him. My memories of past lives are vague; I remember little.'

He gave a proud smile, and the Demon Sovereign said in a low voice: 'But in this life, I am not inferior to anyone.'

He raised his head to look at the ceiling of the quiet chamber, and the Demon Sovereign said in a low voice: 'If I can live, that is naturally good. But if you want me to live in servile fawning… it would be better to let me die.'

Wu Tie smiled, nodded, and said softly: 'Servile fawning, would you rather die? Hmm, but would you die willingly? Gongsun San Yang will devour your innate spiritual light, letting you and him become a single complete entity, becoming the true Gongsun San Yang.'

'Mm, if you merge with him and he becomes the main body, how could you not be servile?' Wu Tie pointed at Gongsun San Yang, whose forehead was red from knocking: 'Look, look carefully; if he is like this, would you accept it?'

The Demon Sovereign was dumbfounded.

Gongsun San Yang smiled obsequiously at Wu Tie: 'Senior, my lord, should I take you on as a subordinate, or are people like me more useful… reassuring to use, comforting to use, thoughtful to use, warming to use!'

Wu Tie shivered involuntarily.

The Demon Sovereign drew a deep breath, slowly nodded: 'Is this giving me a choice? Either I surrender to you, or I let myself become him and then surrender to you? Then I would be like him, like a eunuch, fawning and obsequious in serving you.'

Wu Tie smiled and nodded: 'Choose. After all, you are a demon sovereign, and you were once one of the leaders of humanity in your past life… killing you would be wasteful. Whether it is your strength and wisdom as a demon sovereign, or the knowledge and memories from your past life, they are valuable to me.'

'Logically, I should beat you until your soul scatters, or simply use you to refine various secret treasures and arts.' Wu Tie shook his head: 'I have no intention of letting any of the other demon sovereigns of the Supreme Demon Realm go; thirty‑odd demon sovereigns could give my Wuguo many more venerable‑level experts.'

'But you, because of your status, your intellect, your strength, your experience in this life, I am willing to let you live. As long as you work earnestly for me, even if not very reverent or obedient, you can survive.'

Wu Tie shook his head: 'Of course, I cannot indulge your freedom; your life and death must remain under my control.'

The Demon Sovereign remained silent for a long time.

Gongsun San Yang stood beside him, bloodless, merely kowtowing repeatedly to Wu Tie.

Wu Tie did not look at the Demon Sovereign, but fixed his stare on Gongsun San Yang, shaking his head and sighing: 'You say, you say, you were a fine leader of humanity; how did you come to this?'

Gongsun San Yang trembled as he lifted his head, his face twisted into an indescribably strange expression, likewise staring fixedly at Wu Tie: 'But can you understand? I once stood high above…… I once controlled the life and death honor of hundreds of millions of subjects…… I once had such splendor…… I cannot bear to die, I do not want to die!'

Wu Tie sighed: 'I think the territory I now command is broader than your Lei Ze City…… I govern far more subjects than your tribe—by thousands upon thousands. I……'

Gongsun San Yang screamed hoarsely: 'But you are now young and vigorous, in the prime of life…… Have you lived past a hundred? Have you passed a hundred years? I, I, I, I struggled desperately, struggled to the very limit of my yang lifespan, I saw the shadow of death, I finally personally walked the chaotic, perilous path of reincarnation…… I, I, I narrowly escaped death, I……'

The Demon Sovereign turned his head aside and spat a 'pah' of saliva at Gongsun San Yang's face: 'Isn't that enough disgrace? We are originally one body…… you can be shameless, you can sully my name! I am the Supreme Demon Sovereign, the Supreme Demon Emperor, the Demon Sovereign!'

The Demon Sovereign turned back, glared at Wu Tie and roared fiercely: 'Do not…… do not humiliate me, or else……'

Wu Tie looked at the Demon Sovereign: 'Rest assured, I have no habit of humiliating people…… look, the Six Desire Demon Sovereign under my hand also lives carefree and content.'

The Six Desire Demon Sovereign, sitting cross‑legged to the side, burst into a 'hehehe' laugh; just that laugh caused the Demon Sovereign and Gongsun San Yang to vomit blood simultaneously.

The Demon Sovereign cursed with an extremely foul remark, then nodded heavily: 'Whatever means, unleash them…… I, I submit.'

Glaring fiercely at Wu Tie, the Demon Sovereign snapped: 'I submit not because I fear death, but because I fear that even if I die I will not die clean…… so I would rather endure and live in silence than be cursed after death.'

Wu Tie just laughed.

Gongsun San Yang suddenly leapt up, his hands flashing with a faint Buddhist light, and, voice hoarse, lunged to choke the Demon Sovereign's throat.

Wu Tie's sword formation diagram behind him slightly increased its rotation speed; with a 'bang', Gongsun San Yang's flesh exploded, the invisible sword intent instantly destroying his body and severely damaging the bright, lively clump of innate spiritual light the size of a sea bowl.

The Demon Sovereign opened his mouth and drew a deep breath.

He sucked that clump of Gongsun San Yang's innate spiritual light into his mouth, then coldly told Wu Tie: 'Whatever means, unleash them; my life and death are at your disposal…… but you must help me squeeze every trace of cattle gall and horse treasure from his brain dry.'

Wu Tie smiled and nodded: 'Rest assured, rest assured, Gongsun San Yang's…… or rather, your past‑life memories, are very useful to me.'

Qi Island, or rather humanity's fate field, even the overall trend of the human race, Wu Tie is truly very curious. He once came into contact with the great matriarch of Qi Island; that unfathomable feeling left a deep impression on his memory.

He is curious: what shape does Qi Island, and indeed the entire human race today, actually take?

The Demon Sovereign released his innate spiritual light; the Six Desire Demon Sovereigns all howled wildly, wave after wave of terrifying divine‑sense fluctuations turning into torrential demonic light that wrapped the innate spiritual light of both the Demon Sovereign and Gongsun San Yang.

The Demon Sovereign began to devour Gongsun San Yang's innate spiritual light, or rather, he began to merge with his true self.

Gongsun San Yang frantically resisted and struggled, but the Six Desire Demon Sovereigns' subtle control over human souls and spirits caused his resistance and struggle to melt away bit by bit; his innate primordial spirit was gradually devoured by the Demon Sovereign, his memories, his experience, and the vast power stored in his innate spiritual light were all swiftly digested and absorbed by the Demon Sovereign.

Originally it was merely the relationship between the true self and its avatar, between the ego and the self; their union was simply a matter of course.

Wu Tie formed seals, layer upon layer of profound Wu seal incantations continually imprinted on the Demon Sovereign's unresisting innate spiritual conduit. The Yin‑Yang Daoist, the Canghai Daoist, and the Five Elements Daoist each produced Dao treasure pill after another, continually pouring them into the Demon Sovereign's severely damaged, nearly shattered flesh.

Outside the quiet chamber, the high‑ranking officials of the Fufeng Divine Court, such as Fufeng Yoke, exerted their utmost, activating all the grand formations of Mountain Wind City, frantically inhaling and exhaling heavenly and earthly primordial energy, transforming it into a visible river of primordial energy that ceaselessly poured into the quiet chamber.

The Demon Sovereign's severely damaged body healed rapidly, and bit by bit his aura grew ever more vast.

A six-spoked treasure wheel appeared behind the Devil Sovereign, six illusory shadows flickered on the wheel, streams of mysterious miraculous power continually spread out, and strands resembling substance of reincarnation Dao rhythm filled the quiet chamber.

Wu Tie smiled, a new Dao Seal quietly appeared atop his head.

After the first time condensing a Dao Seal, which had consumed a vast amount of essence, qi, and spirit, and after such a long rest, Wu Tie's essence-blood was full, his spirit and soul sated, and his innate primordial spirit had returned to its original state; this time, the Dao Seal he condensed was precisely the Great Dao of Reincarnation.

The Devil Sovereign opened his chest, freely expounding the profundity of the Six Paths of Reincarnation before Wu Tie.

Wu Tie himself cultivated the Primordial Scripture, analyzing the principles and rhythm of the Great Dao of Reincarnation in extreme detail and thoroughness. Having received this live exposition from the Devil Sovereign, a six-path treasure wheel also gradually condensed behind him.

"Ha ha" a burst of loud laughter.

Wu Tie's essence-blood within his body suddenly depleted by about ninety percent, accompanied by a low rumble of thunder, six figures dressed in black Daoist robes, with disheveled hair, looking identical, their aura slightly yin-cold and sinister, tumbled out from the six-path treasure wheel.

Streams of merit-golden light surged from the Merit Treasure Wheel, continually pouring into the bodies of these six black-robed Daoists.

The yin-cold sinister aura on the six persons quickly vanished without trace, their bodies radiant with treasure light, pure qi flowing, presenting an appearance of virtue, their whole bodies faintly emitting boundless pure light shooting into the void.

The Devil Sovereign's pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick.

With the same great supernatural power of six-path avatars, why are the avatars he condenses either hideous and ferocious, or simply backlash upon his true self?

And the six six-path avatars condensed by Wu Tie are like immortals and buddhas?

This... this... this... the grudge the Devil Sovereign harbored deep in his heart toward Wu Tie finally vanished completely because of the six-path avatars Wu Tie condensed right before him.

Wu Tie's six-path avatars looked at each other, then laughed aloud softly, and simultaneously bowed to Wu Tie with a salute: "Fellow Daoist."

Wu Tie smiled and nodded; he, who had consumed a vast amount of essence-blood, took out handfuls upon handfuls of treasure pills and stuffed them into his mouth like flowing water.

The six-path avatars then glanced toward the three-corpses avatars; the six observed the three for a while, slightly sensing the difference in strength between them, the six's smiles slightly faded, and they bowed to the Yin-Yang Daoist, Canghai Daoist, and Five Elements Daoist: "We pay our respects, three senior fellow Daoists!"

The two characters "senior" were spoken quite clearly by the six-path avatars.

The three Yin-Yang Daoists smiled, nodded in acknowledgment, and returned the salute: "Six fellow Daoists, may you be well!"

The six-path avatars then fell silent, lining up side by side behind Wu Tie, squinting, they began to absorb the increasingly rich heavenly-earth primordial energy in the quiet chamber, striving to replenish their own magical power.

Above their heads, faint phantoms of Dao Seals appeared.

They were about to individually condense, under the Great Dao of Reincarnation corresponding to the heavenly path, asura path, human path, hungry ghost path, beast path, and hell path, all the great Dao principles.

Not mentioning anything else, the Hell Path alone divides into eighteen layers of hell, with blade mountains, sword forests, oil cauldrons, seas of fire, profound ice, stone mills, and various torments; each torment is a great Dao principle, and altogether the Dao Seals to be condensed would number nearly a hundred.

With the strength of the six-path avatars, stepping into the Venerable level is secure, but to condense the various great Dao seals corresponding to themselves and truly reach the limit strength this avatar should possess, the required time is undoubtedly not short.

At the same time, in the Martial Country, Martial Capital, within the palace city, over a hundred sturdy men clad in coarse hemp clothing lay scattered in all directions, each with bruised and swollen faces, and broken tooth fragments littered the ground everywhere.

A middle-aged man of extraordinary bearing, his head swollen like a pumpkin, lay on the ground, shouting in anger and frustration: "I am the Earth Class B5 Battlefront Supervisor appointed by Nüwa Island, Gongsun Bai Ma... How dare you be so rude? Do you intend to betray the entire human race?"