Unforgivable Killer

Jin Guangxian's life hasn't been bad lately, but it's certainly not good either.

As one of the Seven Immortal Attendants, Jin Guangxian already held a distinguished position among his fellow disciples. After all, Tongtian only distinguished between two types of disciples: personal disciples and outer disciples.

Although there are some favored figures among the outer disciples, such as the Three Immortals and Zhao Gongming, they are nominally still outer disciples and are not any more distinguished than other disciples.

For this reason, he was considered quite remarkable, having the title of one of the Seven Immortals' attendants, and he was able to maintain the demeanor of a senior brother in the past.

But all of this was ruined by his previous battle, where he was defeated by Guang Chengzi in one move, and Jin Guangxian lost all face and dignity.

Although outwardly the immortals of Shangqing treated Jin Guangxian as usual, Jin Guangxian was well aware of how they mocked and ridiculed him in private.

That's how the Shangqing lineage works. If they see a fellow fan in trouble, some people will sympathize, some will offer their full support, but there's no shortage of people who will laugh at them behind their backs.

Moreover, Jin Guangxian wasn't without his grudges from the past, but those people had all tolerated them. Now that they saw him in trouble, it would be a real shame not to kick him while he was down.

"It's all that Guang Chengzi's fault!"

Jin Guangxian sat in a corpse-raising ground, surrounded by eerie yin energy, with bones scattered everywhere and countless corpses piled haphazardly in all directions. Thick blood vapor spewed upwards, and the screams and wails of wronged souls filled the air. It was a place of utter devastation, more terrifying than any demon and more ruthless than any monster.

But in this very demonic land, Jin Guangxian lay there comfortably, with rivers of blood converging from all directions, constantly nourishing his body and erasing away the streaks of lightning on his skin.

He was originally a zombie who attained enlightenment, and he loved to eat fresh blood and flesh. Even though Tongtian helped him dispel the demonic energy and bestowed upon him the orthodox teachings of the Xuanmen, it was still difficult to change his temperament.

It is also because there is no shortage of such evil and heretical people among the immortals of Shangqing. Otherwise, Jin Guangxian would have been completely killed long ago. How could he still be so carefree and even construct a corpse-raising ground?

Feeling the excruciating pain throughout his body, Jin Guangxian's smile faded slightly, and he said hatefully, "You bastard Guang Chengzi! Don't let me catch you, or one day I will avenge this!"

The Great Dao of Explaining Heaven is best at sticking and generating; once you're touched by even a trace, it's almost impossible to get rid of. Even though Jin Guangxian spent over 100,000 years in this corpse-nurturing ground, he only completed more than half of it.

Moreover, this kind of attrition cannot be delayed. As long as there is still a trace of the Heavenly Elucidation Divine Power entwined around him, then every short while, these divine powers can continue to grow, making him extremely troublesome.

Seeing his fellow disciples, who were once far inferior to him, now gradually approaching or even surpassing him, Jin Guangxian couldn't help but feel resentment.

Looking at the mountains of corpses around him that were gradually turning into white bones, Jin Guangxian had no choice but to set off temporarily to collect the bodies outside, no matter how unwilling he was.

This is just a nicer way of putting it; in reality, they go out and wreak havoc, plundering corpses. This is why zombie cultivators are hated.

Besides being unable to suppress their innate love of flesh and blood, the main reason is that zombies need corpses to cultivate; they cannot do without them.

No one wants to become a corpse used for cultivation, let alone have their body dug up and their grave exhumed after death. Naturally, they hate such alien beings to the core.

Before Jin Guangxian could leave, a golden light rushed towards them from the sky, as fierce as a shooting star, but with an undisguised and powerful aura.

Having spent years in the Kunlun Mountains, and with the Three Pure Ones protecting him, Jin Guangxian had long since lost his former vigilance.

Seeing the golden light so close at hand, Jin Guangxian just stared blankly until he saw through the extremely familiar aura within the golden light. Only then did he immediately start to defend himself in a flurry of activity.

Having managed this corpse-raising ground for nearly a million years, he gave an order, and gusts of blood mist and eerie winds rose up. Countless corpses and bones became the array's cores, quickly forming a vast array that could blot out the sky and completely envelop the valley.

As soon as the formation was erected, the magnificent golden light suddenly descended with great speed, crashing headlong into the layer of smoke and clouds without any hesitation.

A deafening roar resounded for millions of miles around, shaking mountains and rivers, collapsing forests, and sending birds and beasts flying.

The moment the two touched, the golden light exploded in unimaginable ways, with countless sounds of shattering echoing, followed by an endless, mournful lament.

The destructive shockwaves swept across everything, even leaving the center of the explosion as a completely empty space – the vacuum of the Great Cataclysm.

There is nothing, nothing exists, not even the concept of emptiness; it is true nothingness.

Faced with this unimaginable explosion, Jin Guangxian's already pale face turned even paler, and he could not even maintain his innate Dao body. Layers of green hair began to sprout from his body, clearly indicating that he was about to be reduced to his original form.

Above the valley, the thick blood mist thinned by nearly 90%, and the overwhelming aura dissipated, along with most of the mountain-like corpses.

The once eerie valley had crumbled and collapsed, inevitably allowing the bright sunlight to shine into it and dispel the eerie atmosphere.

Jin Guangxian's nearly one million years of accumulation were simply evaporated.

And this was only one explosion of Jin Guang. If it happened a few more times, Jin Guangxian would probably be blown to death.

Jin Guangxian stood atop a pool of blood, his last accumulation of strength. Gazing at the young Taoist who had appeared in the sky after the golden light dissipated, his eyes were filled with indelible hatred and a trace of barely concealed fear.

Guang Chengzi!

"He actually... he actually became this strong!"

The fear in Jin Guangxian's heart began to slowly expand, and no one knew how he felt that unparalleled explosion.

That was an unimaginable despair in billions of ways: volcanic eruptions, earth shattering, the world freezing, and apocalyptic destruction!

This is a true apocalyptic catastrophe. Even Jin Guangxian, at the last moment, had already despaired and began to surrender, waiting for the final apocalypse to arrive.

If it weren't for his own great formation giving him a final, desperate rescue, and the spiritual treasure he had borrowed from the Turtle Spirit Mother to protect him, Jin Guangxian even suspected that even if he hadn't been blown up, he would have died of despair.

Looking down at the immortal below who could not hide his fear, Guang Chengzi smiled on the surface, but in his heart he had already sentenced the other party to death.

"He clearly cultivates the orthodox Xuanmen techniques bestowed upon him by his Martial Uncle Tongtian, which allow him to absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth to cultivate. He has such a righteous path to follow, yet he chooses not to, but instead to absorb the blood of all cultivators in the world to cultivate. How can such a demonic path continue?"

Guang Chengzi shook his head and sighed softly. A golden light rose up again as he stepped down and said, "Golden Light Immortal, why are you so foolish? Even if I wanted to let you go, I couldn't. I really can't understand it."

Upon hearing this, Jin Guangxian, despite his immense fear, couldn't help but roar out, "What do you, an immortal, know? I attained enlightenment through a corpse; my former self died long ago, and only I remain alive!"

In order to cultivate, I had no choice but to obey orders! While others cultivated, I had to eat their leftovers! I endured all of this because I had to continue on my path, because I didn't want to die!

Unlike you, who have blessed lands and inherited knowledge, allowing you to cultivate even without a master, I have to figure things out on my own. If I don't eat corpses, what else can I eat?

In the end, Jin Guangxian was consumed by anger. A strong hatred slowly emanated from his body, enveloping his entire being, and he was close to going mad!

"What right do you have to criticize me?!"

Jin Guangxian almost roared these words, and it was no longer clear whether he was accusing Guang Chengzi or accusing the injustice of fate.

Looking at the resentful Jin Guangxian, Guang Chengzi remained unmoved, not even his coldness melting away. He simply watched him go mad.

"So, this is your excuse for slaughtering living beings?"

Guang Chengzi said calmly, "You are pitiful and evoke sympathy, so you turn your butcher's knife on those weaker than you. Even though you no longer need to point the knife at them, even though you no longer need to bully the weak, you still devour them."

Jin Guangxian laughed heartily, a look of extreme pride on his face, and said sarcastically, "To become my cultivation food is the greatest honor of their lives. To become one with me is equivalent to them still being alive."

The golden light beneath Guang Chengzi's feet carried him slowly downwards, and a golden wheel of merit spontaneously appeared behind him, with thousands of golden rays of merit illuminating the valley and lighting up every dark corner.

Countless fairies spontaneously emerged from the golden light of merit. These were the thousands of wronged female cultivators that Guang Chengzi had previously rescued. Now, each of them was adorned with the golden light and looked quite dignified.

Under the sweeping of these fairies, the valley was transformed, like a clear spring washing away the dust, or a long-dried riverbed welcoming a new river, instantly becoming brand new.

As for the wronged souls trapped in the same place, they were also relieved of their resentment under the guidance of the fairies. Their faces were peaceful, their hands were clasped together, and they kowtowed to Guang Chengzi.

They then poured into this golden wheel of merit, both to nourish the soul and to provide mental power.

With the nourishment of countless souls, the Golden Wheel of Merit, which was originally a brilliant gold, also gained a little milky white color. Far from sullying the wheel, it gave it a more ancient and rustic feel.

Jin Guangxian coldly observed Guang Chengzi's every move. He naturally knew where these wronged souls were, but he didn't care at all.

Zombie cultivation only requires flesh and blood, not souls, so he doesn't care if these souls are alive, but he also doesn't care if they are trapped here; it's all irrelevant to him.

Only after the last soul flowed into the Golden Wheel of Merit did Guang Chengzi look at Jin Guangxian and calmly say, "To live, anything can be forgiven, because no one should die."

"You could have lived a glamorous life, yet you still choose to kill those poor people and even torture them like this. It's incomprehensible, and I can't tolerate it anymore."

With each word he spoke, Guang Chengzi's aura grew stronger. When he finally uttered the word "tolerance," the air was still, and even the rocks seemed to fly. Guang Chengzi's eyes flashed with cold light, clearly indicating that he was intent on killing.

Seeing that Guang Chengzi actually wanted to kill him, Jin Guangxian, who was still consumed by anger, suddenly felt a sense of foreboding and looked at him in disbelief.

"You, you dare to kill me! I am one of the Seven Immortals! A servant of the Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Venerable!" Jin Guangxian roared, but his feet moved quickly, and he immediately transformed into a stream of blood energy and surged into the sky, thinking of finding someone to save him.

Although the immortals of Shangqing are not very united, if it weren't for Tongtian above them keeping them in check, they would probably have been fighting each other long ago. However, they are quite good at fighting against outsiders.

Just like how wolves fight amongst themselves, but if other wolves attack, they immediately unite.

Watching the bloody aura fly around, Guang Chengzi had murderous intent, but he didn't make a move immediately. Instead, he slowly followed behind, waiting for the big fish to appear before taking action.

Eating small fish and shrimp is no fun; it's better to use them to catch a big fish.

"Jin Guangxian, I will not kill you, but don't even think about changing your fate. Just obediently become my mount."

Guang Chengzi transformed into golden light and caught up, occasionally unleashing a palm strike or two to intimidate Jin Guangxian, causing him to run even more frantically, fearing that the deadly demon behind him would catch up.

Jin Guangxian was very familiar with this place. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of one of his fellow disciples and shouted, "Junior Brother Yuyi! Help!"

This mountain is quite peculiar, resembling a giant bird spreading its wings and soaring high. At the bird's eye, a towering tree rises high, and among the trees is a huge bird's nest, inside which lies a golden-winged roc.

The eagle's body was mottled with colors, but its wings were exceptionally large and wide. Even now, when they were folded up, their golden color could not be concealed. They were even more intense and dazzling than gold, making the entire eagle appear majestic and extraordinary.

At this moment, the giant eagle heard someone shouting for help from afar. It raised its head and saw a bloody aura rushing towards it, followed by a golden light relentlessly pursuing it.

Unlike the panicked blood energy in front, the golden light behind seemed quite unrestrained, clearly intending to tease the blood energy, occasionally playing tricks on it, showing how relaxed it was.

Yu Yixian was slightly taken aback, and asked incredulously, "Jin Guangxian? How did you end up in such a sorry state? Who dared to chase you down on Mount Kunlun?"

The immortals of Shangqing have a secret connection between them. When Jin Guangxian heard Yu Yixian's words, he didn't have time to say anything, and he couldn't even muster his magic power to respond. He could only shout hoarsely, "Yu Yixian, save me! Save me!"

Guang Chengzi, standing behind Jin Guangxian, raised an eyebrow upon seeing the Golden-Winged Roc in front of him and said, "What a magnificent bird! But another mount has arrived. I'm still lucky."