The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 594 - 270: I am them..._3

Chapter 594: Chapter 270: I am them..._3

The battle was still raging on, but it was completely one-sided.

In just a few breaths, it seemed as though Qi Yuan’s divine realm had devoured all others.

The puppets appeared to have lost their fighting strength.

The leader of the Divine Flower Society could no longer bear it: "Spare me, and I will offer you the control technique of these flesh pigs.

In the future, you will have four mythical servants, as well as thirty-six Grand Dignitaries who have attained the six steps to heaven!"

Of course, he didn’t have the puppet control technique, he was merely trying to buy time and preserve his life.

Qi Yuan looked at all the puppets, his gaze complicated: "These elders fought for their freedom when they were alive and deigned not to be trapped in the Vast Wave Realm.

After their death, how could I control their corpses and deny them peace even in death?"

Qi Yuan believed himself to embody order and goodness; he couldn’t commit such a thing.

His words stumped the leader of the Divine Flower Society.

All he could see was Qi Yuan’s hypocrisy or foolishness.

To give up such immense benefits for the sake of reputation.

"If you do not wish to control these pig slaves, I am willing to take control on your behalf!" the leader of the Divine Flower Society hastily proposed.

He no longer had any backbone, considering his life more important than anything else.

He thought that the Bloodstained Sword God was merely vainglorious. It would be alright to leave the dirty work for him.

"I fear my hand will be dirtied killing you." Qi Yuan looked at the leader of the Divine Flower Society, his face full of disgust.

The leader of the Divine Flower Society lit up, believing Qi Yuan was going to let him go.

But then he heard Qi Yuan speak coldly.

"Fortunately, I always wash my hands thoroughly; I am not afraid of getting them dirty!"

As Qi Yuan’s words faded, a blood-red longsword slashed across the sky of Wind Thunder Valley.

At that moment, all the Yin God puppets made no resistance, allowing the sword to pierce the leader of the Divine Flower Society.

The ordinary Yin God worshippers, witnessing this, ran away in madness.

However, could they outrun the speed of Qi Yuan’s sword light, let alone the spreading speed of his Divine Realm?

The arrogant Yin Gods of this Dark Sky Realm fell silent, their bodies quietly crumbling within Qi Yuan’s Divine Realm.

As for the leader of the Divine Flower Society, he was directly pierced by Qi Yuan’s sword.

"Your divine realm is too filthy, I’m too lazy to devour it. It’s better to just destroy it with a single sword strike."

Saying this, Qi Yuan’s hand rotated clockwise, and then counter-clockwise, as if the blood-red longsword was stirring the entrails of the leader of the Divine Flower Society.

His body shattered instantly, disappearing without a trace.

The leader of the Divine Flower Society wore an expression of disbelief.

He could not understand why Qi Yuan, the Bloodstained Sword God, chose to kill him instead of seizing this huge benefit.

In a single breath, all the Yin Gods of the Dark Sky Realm had fallen by Qi Yuan’s hand.

With the blood sword in hand, Qi Yuan looked at the thirty-six Grand Dignitaries and four mythical powerhouses in front of him.

His gaze held a twinge of complexity.

"Today, Qi Yuan of Divine Light Sect is sending all you elders on your way."

With one sword stroke, blood seemed to flood the world.

It seemed as if the heavens and earth were bleeding, as if they were crying.

At that moment, all the puppets stood still, allowing the sword to fall upon their bodies.

There was a crack.

Scattered remnants of forty mighty figures finally disappeared without a trace.

Dust to dust, earth to earth, they vanished into oblivion amidst the Vast Wave.

Qi Yuan’s gaze became even more profound, he murmured, "Now... their divine realms have become part of me, wouldn’t that mean, my act of slaying the Great Tribulation was an act of revenge for myself."

Of course, these once powerful warriors who died in battle, unlike his followers, could not transform into his divine infants.

Slaying the Great Tribulation as a form of self-vengeance could barely be justified.

Thinking of this, a smile inevitably appeared in Qi Yuan’s eyes.

He seemed truly busy.

Busy gobbling up his seats, and also busy seeking revenge for himself.