Xiang Shaoyun was once viewed as a devil. At the time, Beiming Tianpeng had even gathered a large number of Saints to surround and kill him. Xiang Shaoyun almost got himself killed at that time.
Xiang Shaoyun had never forgotten that grudge. He had not intentionally sought them out, but he had not forgotten about the incident. Now that he had encountered the White Lotus Sect, he naturally wouldn’t let go of this opportunity to get his revenge.
“How brazen. Anyone who dares to offend the White Lotus Sect will die. Kill all of them!” commanded the leader in a displeased manner.
Although Xiang Shaoyun had a decent number of people around him, they were nothing to the leader of the White Lotus Sect group. The White Lotus Sect’s group had two pseudo-Gods and five Great Saints. Their average cultivation level was much higher than Xiang Shaoyun’s group. Thus, he was confident their group would emerge victorious over Xiang Shaoyun’s group.
“You seem confident,” said Xiang Shaoyun as his face fell. He transformed into a gust of wind and shot forward. Before the pseudo-God leader could react, Xiang Shaoyun’s fingers were already wound around his neck.
The leader’s body turned cold as a sense of death enveloped him. He finally realized that he had provoked someone he shouldn’t have.
“From now on, you’re my underling,” said Xiang Shaoyun as he looked into the leader’s eyes with his oppressive gaze. Instantly, the leader’s willpower was crushed as the Nether Dragon Soul Curse was planted into the leader’s soul.
First, the pseudo-God was intimidated. Then, he was awed by Xiang Shaoyun’s imposing aura. Thus, he gave up all resistance and allowed Xiang Shaoyun’s Nether Dragon Soul Curse to enter straight into his mind. The curse branded his soul, turning him into Xiang Shaoyun’s slave.
Everything had happened so quickly that the possession was completed before the White Lotus Sect members even noticed what was happening. In any case, they wouldn’t dare to act blindly even after recovering from their initial shock.
“Release Lord Bai Mei, or all of you will die miserably!”
“That’s right. Release Lord Bai Mei, and we’ll let this slide!”
The White Lotus Sect members started crying out one after another.
Xiang Shaoyun released Bai Mei from his grip and smiled as he said, “Don’t worry. He’ll be fine.”
A Great Saint pointed at Xiang Shaoyun and threatened arrogantly, completely clueless as to the danger he was in, “Smart choice. If anything happens to Lord Bai Mei, you will di—”
Before he could finish his words, Bai Mei dashed over and slapped him across his face.
Pa!
The Great Saint was stunned, and several teeth flew out of his mouth, accompanied by some blood.
“Do not be rude toward Young Master Xiang, or I’ll kill you!” berated Bai Mei.
All the White Lotus Sect members were stunned. None of them had expected Bai Mei to change his attitude so fast. He was just shouting about killing Xiang Shaoyun a short while ago.
“Ok. Just stand aside for now,” said Xiang Shaoyun with a wave of his hand. He couldn’t even be bothered with them.
He then asked Baili Yixiao about the ancient site of a God. Baili Yixiao hid nothing and told Xiang Shaoyun all he knew. Not far away was a site sealed by a god-grade formation. A divine vault that belonged to ancient human experts was probably hidden there. Unfortunately, Baili Yixiao’s group wasn’t strong enough to break through the formation. They even attracted the White Lotus Sect and were chased away.
The White Lotus Sect members were concerned that Baili Yixiao would expose the ancient site. Thus, they had tried to kill Baili Yixiao’s group. If Baili Yixiao and his people had been a tiny bit slower, they would already be dead.
After listening to the full story, Xiang Shaoyun smiled and said, “I have an old grievance with the White Lotus Sect. I might as well take this chance to settle scores with them.” He looked at Baili Yixiao and asked, “Do you dare stand against the White Lotus Sect with me?”
“They have no fewer than 300 members. With the people we have, how can we be their match?” said Baili Yixiao with a trace of worry on his face.
“Numbers do not determine everything,” said Xiang Shaoyun confidently.
“Fine. Since you’re so confident, I’ll put my life on the line and fight with you,” said Baili Yixiao as he strengthened his resolve.
“Well said. Relax a bit. It won’t be too late for us to make our move after I heal you,” said Xiang Shaoyun with a pleased expression. He used his recovery technique and nourished Baili Yixiao and his group, allowing them to rapidly recover.
Baili Yixiao and his group were astonished to see Xiang Shaoyun’s healing prowess. Inwardly, they exclaimed, Is there something this guy can’t do?
At this time, internal conflict had erupted in Bai Mei’s group. After all, not all of them were willing to obey everything Bai Mei said.
“Bai Mei, I’ll report this to the holy son and have him make the decision. How can we allow others to command us?” said the other pseudo-God in the group in a displeased manner.
“How are we being commanded by others? What nonsense are you speaking? That person is Xiang Shaoyun, the overlord. Following him is the smartest choice we can make,” replied Bai Mei.
“You must have fallen under his control. Everyone, leave with me,” said the other pseudo-God.
“Where are you going?” asked Xiang Shaoyun as he walked over.
“Xiang Shaoyun, do not be arrogant. We don’t fear you!” declared the other pseudo-God as he glared at Xiang Shaoyun.
“Is that so? In that case, all of you shall stay,” said Xiang Shaoyun. As he whipped his head around, the Imperial Nether Domain appeared noiselessly and enveloped the over 100 people from the White Lotus Sect.
They weren’t even able to react before they found themselves in the domain. Everyone turned pale with fright.
Great Nether Dragon Soul Curse!
Xiang Shaoyun’s soul started chanting, creating a much larger number of curse symbols than usual. These symbols were also powered by much more energy than his usual curse symbols as he attempted to put over 100 people under his control at the same time.
That was the ultimate version of his Nether Dragon Soul Curse, a version he could only unleash when his soul reached the God Realm. Of course, it would only work against those with weaker cultivation levels.
All the White Lotus Sect members were bound by the domain’s chains, making escape impossible. One curse symbol after another entered their heads and branded their souls, turning them into Xiang Shaoyun’s puppets.
Initially, Xiang Shaoyun did not plan to touch them. But from their reaction, it was apparent he couldn’t afford to show them mercy. By the time all of them had fallen under his control, even his soul felt tired. After all, he had exhausted a large amount of soul power planting all those curse symbols in them.
The Imperial Nether Domain faded while the over 100 people saluted Xiang Shaoyun respectfully. “Greetings, overlord!”
All the people from Xiang Shaoyun and Baili Yixiao’s group were stunned. Why had all the White Lotus Sect members been subdued in such a short period of time? What happened?
