Chu Kuangren began plucking at his guqin with all of his fingers, infusing a boundless surge of Heavenly Might into his guqin music.
It was the Heavenly Punishment Daoist Rhymes!
As the guqin music spread, one wave after another, its magnificent might shook everything within a thousand kilometers radius.
Countless living beings knelt on the ground when they heard the music. It was the instinctive response of life itself towards the Heavenly Might!
Needless to say, Swordsman Yan, who was standing near the guqin music, could not resist. Despite his Rage Qi Absorption granting him an increase in his combat strength, his strong body began to crack, and crevices began to form all over his body.
"How? How's that possible?!"
"No, no!"
Swordsman Yan screamed in terror as the vengeful souls began to slip out of the crevices.
"D*mn it, d*mn it. Go back inside!"
Swordsman Yan swung his sword as if he was forcing the wandering vengeful souls back into his body.
However, his efforts were futile.
Having already spent too long in the state of Rage Qi Absorption, the Eight Celestial Demonic Chord had exhausted his body of all energies.
Countless vengeful souls pried out of his body, yet they did not flee. Instead, they stared ferociously at Swordsman Yan, their eyes seething with a deep sense of hatred.
"Give me back my life!"
"I'll kill you. I'll kill you…"
The vengeful souls swarmed towards Swordsman Yan and began devouring his body.
By now, Swordsman Yan had lost all control over the vengeful souls that were retaliating against their former master.
"No, no…"
Following the loss of his rage qi, Swordsman Yan's body began to return to its frail state and regained his former senses.
When he witnessed the horde of vengeful souls staring into him, Swordsman Yan was overwhelmed with a sense of horror that he had never felt before.
The pain inflicted by the jaws of millions of vengeful souls was unbearable, to say the least.
Followed by a long wail, Swordsman Yan perished within the horde of vengeful souls.
Swordsman Yan, who once ruled the battlefield using his mastery of rage qi, had unfortunately perished in his own elements.
How ironic.
Chu Kuangren was unfazed as he watched the gruesome scene unfold and kept the Springtime Lightning away into his inventory. "You reap what you sow."
Then, Chu Kuangren glanced toward the distance not far away.
He noticed a figure frantically escaping into the distance. It was none other than Jian Changfeng.
"Where can you go?"
Chu Kuangren's gaze was cold as he unleashed a formless mind power with his hand.
Jian Changfeng felt his entire body grasped by an invisible hand. As such, he froze in the air in spite of himself.
"What's going on?!"
Jian Changfeng was horrified.
He did not pick up on any hint of spiritual powers and was clueless as to how he was captured.
Then, Jian Changfeng could do nothing but watch as Chu Kuangren came closer to him.
"What do you want?!"
"I'm a sky-pride of the Sword Tribe. Killing me will only escalate the feud you have with them. Please let go of me. I'll beg for your mercy when I return…"
Jian Changfeng pleaded as he tried to find a way to get out of the situation alive.
Chu Kuangren merely looked at him indifferently and said, "Do you think I need your help to beg for my mercy?"
He pointed his finger and aimed at Jian Changfeng's forehead.
"Please don't!"
Jian Changfeng was mortified.
When Chu Kuangren tapped on his forehead, Jian Changfeng did not feel the pain he expected.
Instead, there was a chilling sensation that gradually made its way into his mind.
What was going on?
Just as Jian Changfeng was confused, he felt the chilling sensation penetrating deeper into his mind.
It was as if it was about to reach the depth of his soul!
This was bad!
Although Jian Changfeng did not know what plans Chu Kuangren had, he resisted instinctively.
He channeled his spiritual power and spiritual thought to resist the chilling sensation.
It seemed to work.
Jian Changfeng felt the chilling sensation finally stopped.
"Oh, I don't think you have what it takes to resist!"
Chu Kuangren lightly grunted and mobilized his mind power.
All Jian Changfeng felt was a surge of oppressive energy crushing violently on his body.
The intense pain hit all of his nerves, which made Jian Changfeng feel as though his body was about to be ground into a paste.
Under such a situation, Jian Changfeng no longer had control over his spiritual power and spiritual thought as he became distracted.
"Soul-Vanquishing Slave Seal!"
As soon as Chu Kuangren grunted, the chilling sensation went straight into Jian Changfeng's soul and branded it with a golden "slave" seal.
Only then did Chu Kuangren finally retract his hands.
On the other hand, Jian Changfeng seemed to understand the situation now. He cowered in the middle of the air as he stared at Chu Kuangren in horror.
A slave seal!
Chu Kuangren had implanted a slave seal in his soul!
Jian Changfeng could not believe that Chu Kuangren could use a technique like the Soul-Vanquishing Slave Seal!
Now, his entire life and death would be dictated by a single strain of Chu Kuangren's thought.
"Head back to the Sword Tribe and report any uncommon events to me," Chu Kuangren said calmly.
Jian Changfeng attempted to resist.
However, a stinging pain radiated from his soul. The more he resisted, the more intense the pain became.
Jian Changfeng eventually felt as if his soul would be ripped apart at any moment.
Cold sweat drenched his forehead, and his face was white.
At last, Jian Changfeng was forced to concede to the source of his pain and nodded. "Alright!"
As such, he returned to the ground and left the city.
Looking at his departing figure, Chu Kuangren murmured, "The Soul-Vanquishing Slave Seal isn't something you can resist."
Soon.
The slave seal would gradually alter Jian Changfeng's thoughts and turn him into Chu Kuangren's most loyal servant!
He would provide Chu Kuangren with every information about the Sword Tribe.
"The Sword Tribe? Ha. I don't mind taking my time in this game."
A cold grin appeared on Chu Kuangren's face before he turned his eyes onto the mounting corpses and the horde of vengeful souls in Blaze City.
If Chu Kuangren ignored them, the vengeful souls might spread and cause terrifying havoc in other cities.
Perhaps, the vengeful souls may corrode the corpses and turn them into zombies.
Although Chu Kuangren did not kill these people, they did die because of him.
Chu Kuangren did not feel remorse. After all, this world was based on survival for the fittest.
However, he felt he could at least do something to make this situation better.
With that, Chu Kuangren lifted his hands and mobilized his formless mind power above, forming lines of runes over the city that transformed into blazing fires!
The fire swept over Blaze City, lighting the mountains of corpses and the rage qi that lingered over them on fire.
The Buddhist Light then manifested around Chu Kuangren. With the ancient Buddha's appearance, majestic light was cast over Blaze City.
The ancient Buddha began chanting his Brahmic Chimes. As the vengeful souls bathed under the Buddhist Light, a sense of serenity soon replaced their beastly expressions. In the end, they vanished into thin air.
Moments later.
Chu Kuangren's runic fire had reduced the mountains of corpses into ashes while his Buddhist Light had purified the rage qi.
After that, Chu Kuangren left Blaze City and returned to Seven Chord City.
It did not take long before stories surrounding Blaze City spread, and it shook many cultivators within a billion kilometers radius.
Some said that Blaze City had been turned into a haunted town, which was fortunately exorcised by an ancient Buddha.
The magnificent Buddhist Light could be seen millions of kilometers away.
The story had even spread to one of the most outstanding Buddhist cultivation groups of Emperor Road, Putuo Temple. Needless to say, it certainly piqued the interests of the noble high monks that resided there.