Accompanied by Qin Chuan’s daily preaching, the cultivation levels of the disciples in the sect improved rapidly. Many elders had a premonition that their Golden Core Heavenly Tribulation was about to arrive.
On this day, after Qin Chuan finished his lecture, a disciple of the Divination Peak immediately approached him.
When Qin Chuan saw that they were disciples of the Divination Peak, he knew they had probably completed the task he gave them.
Hence, he and the disciples immediately went to the Divination Peak.
On Divination Peak, the disciples stood in an orderly manner. They looked quite confident.
After Qin Chuan arrived, the disciples immediately surrounded him.
“You guys look confident, I guess you guys are already done with everything.” Qin Chuan said with a laugh.
The disciples nodded and took out their jade talismans.
Qin Chuan waved his hand, and all the jade talismans floated in front of him.
Then, he stretched out his hand and tapped on one of the jade talismans. A large amount of information appeared in his mind.
This information included the three primordial spirit souls of Masefield.
Every soul involved thousands of people.
These people obeyed Masefield’s orders unconditionally.
Ever since he got into a conflict with Qin Chuan, he had long prepared a backup plan.
Once something happened to him, these people would carry out his plan to destroy the world.
Masefield believed that his arrangements were rather perfect, and he felt that given Qin Chuan’s intelligence, he should know that he had a backup plan, so he concluded that Qin Chuan wouldn’t dare to touch him.
Masefield also understood that Qin Chuan was very powerful and had many methods of cultivation. However, his own plan was near perfect.
He had been testing the waters ever since he began instigating the public to oppose and defame immortal cultivation.
In the end, Qin Chuan did not kill him. He had only used the monsters to counterattack.
As such, Masefield was even more confident that Qin Chuan would definitely not make a move against him.
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At the same time, in the underground ruins of the immortal cultivation sect in the center of the Do Sanbar Desert.
Masefield was enjoying a hearty dinner.
At this moment, he dropped his knife and fork on the table as if he had been electrocuted.
This was because just a second ago, Masefield discovered that his heart had inexplicably trembled.
Immediately after, all the hair on his body stood on end. His body sensed a somber aura, and he felt cold all over.
Masefield shot to his feet.
Presently, an ominous feeling spread throughout his body like a virus.
Masefield’s mind was extremely clear right now. This ominous feeling must have come from Qin Chuan.
“Is he going to attack me?”
“If he wants to kill me, he must have found a way.”
When he thought about this scenario, Masefield was filled with fear.
At once, Masefield’s clothes were soaked in a cold sweat.
He immediately picked up his communicator and prepared to contact all his souls so that they could prepare to destroy the world.
However, the communicator in his hand did not react at all, as if it was broken.
The next second, all the electrical appliances in the room stopped working like there was a power outage.
Without light, it became exceptionally dim.
After experiencing this scene, Masefield was especially terrified. His entire body trembled. He was really flustered.
“Qin Chuan, I know it’s you. Get out here.”
Masefield looked around in panic and shouted loudly.
Then, he shouted a few more times, “Somebody, anybody!”
He hoped that his clansmen outside would come in to protect him.
However, the room seemed to have been forgotten. There was no response even after he shouted for a long time.
Masefield knew that Qin Chuan was behind all of this.
With his methods, there was no way he could escape.
Masefield gave up struggling.
But because he was afraid, he subconsciously picked up a revolver to protect himself.
Just then, a pair of huge eyes suddenly appeared on the ceiling of the dark room.
These eyes were familiar to Masefield. They appeared in his nightmares almost every night.
“Qin Chuan, what exactly do you want?” Masefield roared towards those eyes.
“Don’t you know? You should know exactly what I want.”
Qin Chuan’s voice echoed in the air, carrying a hint of mockery.
When Masefield heard this, an unprecedented fear appeared in his eyes.
He did not want to die. He feared death.
Initially, he thought that he had gotten lucky. However, after hearing Qin Chuan’s words, his entire body turned cold.
He was so scared. After living for 500 years, he had realized the significance of life.
I can’t die just like this.
“I lost.” Masefield bowed his head and dropped to his knees, trembling.
“I submit to you. I can work like as your slave, I can do anything. All I ask… all I ask is for you to let me live.”
Masefield had always been high and mighty. He felt that he was the ruler of the world and could decide the fate of any individual and even a country.
But now, for the sake of survival, he was extremely humble.
Qin Chuan stared indifferently at the pitiful person below, without a trace of pity or sympathy in his heart.
“Masefield, seriously speaking, we actually have nothing to do with each other at all, but fate is such a magical thing.
“If you had remained here the whole time without killing my disciples, I wouldn’t even know you were still alive.
“As you know, I promised the world that everyone will get to cultivate.
“But you have no patience. You killed my disciples and tried to seize their bodies.
“You think you’re very powerful; you think you can challenge me just because you have the ability to destroy the world.
“That’s too naive.”
The cold voice echoed in Masefield’s ears again and again with every sentence.
Masefield was filled with remorse and buried his head in the ground.
“You’ve lived for so long. Perhaps you’ve forgotten the fear of death die. Now, let me help you recall.”
After speaking, Qin Chuan removed the restriction on Masefield.
At this moment, he could sense all of his souls again. He was able to coexist in thought and exchange information.
However, Masefield was not happy at all.
Then, his expression became abnormally agonized, and his complexion became exceptionally pale.
He sensed that souls were dying one after another.
He felt the death of his souls as though it was his personal experience.
Qin Chuan knew that what Masefield feared the most was death, and directly killing him would be letting him off too easily.
Qin Chuan would never show mercy to his enemies, let alone someone who killed his disciples.
A few minutes later, all his souls were gone, leaving only Masefield’s main body.
After experiencing so many deaths, Masefield yearned to live even more.
At this moment, his desire to live was so strong that his tears and snot were all flowing out.
He spoke about how hard it had been for him all these years and also said what contributions he had made to the world.
Qin Chuan only smiled without saying anything.
He had seen too many of such drama kings.
A few minutes later, Qin Chuan couldn’t stand it any longer and said, “I will take these as your last words. It’s time to send you on your way now.”
These words were like a bolt from the blue. Masefield’s mind instantly went blank, and the fear of death instantly spread throughout his body. He peed himself.
He still wanted to struggle, but everything was so pale.
At this moment, a faint white light entered between Masefield’s eyebrows.
Cracks immediately appeared on his body and soon covered his entire body.
In the end, his body broke apart like bubbles, turning into specks of dust that scattered into the air.
Thus, the enmity between Qin Chuan and Masefield ended.
After Masefield’s main body died, he left behind a yellow ball of light.
