Immortality from Taming Elephant

Chapter 726 - 320: The Next Ten Thousand Years, Part 3

"I curse you!" Mu Yusheng’s divine soul fluctuations grew increasingly violent, his twisted visage flickering within the soul light, "Curse you to have your path to immortality severed, forever trapped in the second rebirth! Curse you to have your friends and family dispersed, and taste the solitude of despair! Curse you..."Xu Guang’s face remained emotionless, as his fingers suddenly clenched!

"Ah—!!!"

An extremely piercing soul scream echoed endlessly, as Mu Yusheng’s divine soul was forcibly compressed, the soul light quickly dimming.

But just at the final moment before complete annihilation, a deeply hidden, nearly undetectable thread of gray-black shot out from the soul light, ignoring the protective power in Xu Guang’s palm, and swiftly entered his wrist!

Xu Guang furrowed his brow slightly, feeling a piercing cold sensation at his wrist. When he glanced down, there was already a shallow, slowly twisting gray-black pattern appearing on his skin.

"This is... the ’Curse of Dao Marks’?" In the distance, an elder with broad knowledge exclaimed in shock, "Mu Yusheng, at the last moment, sacrificed part of his collapsed fundamental Dao and the origin of his divine soul to plant this Dao Mark Curse!"

"The Curse of Dao Marks, like a festering bone, entangles with the path of the one cursed. Though not fatal, it subtly affects the cultivator’s practice, especially hindering breakthroughs!

Moreover, it is extremely difficult to remove!"

Xu Guang felt the cold and venomous intent coming from the gray-black pattern, yet his gaze remained calm.

He raised his head, looking towards the soul light which had now completely dimmed and was about to dissipate.

Mu Yusheng’s final soulful fluctuations were weak like a candle flickering in the wind, yet carried an eerie sense of delight and mockery.

"Xu Guang... this curse will accompany you for life... I’ll be waiting for you... in the Netherworld..."

Before his voice could finish, the soul light completely disappeared, turning into specks of light dust, dissipating between heaven and earth.

A generation’s Holy Land Saint Heir, Mu Yusheng, both body and soul destroyed, perished with the Dao vanishing!

The entire summit of Tianya Holy Land fell into a deathly silence.

Only the sound of the wind mournfully wailing as it whipped up dust, blowing across the battlefield full of scars, brushing the pale faces of the Holy Land disciples remaining there like wooden statues.

After a brief deathly silence, volcanic emotions erupted violently!

"The Saint Heir... is truly... gone, soul scattered?!"

"Xu Guang! How dare you strike such a vicious blow!"

"Avenge our Saint Heir!!!"

"Kill him!!!"

Thousands of Holy Land disciples, eyes bloodshot, heavy breaths, countless gazes filled with murderous intent piercing like swords towards the black-robed youth standing, sword in hand, in the field.

Usually, Mu Yusheng’s image of gentle jade-like warmth and humility had been deeply rooted in hearts, coupled with his status as Saint Heir and extraordinary talent, his prestige was extremely high among the younger generation.

Even though earlier scenes in the light screen showed unsettling images, even though Xu Guang revealed his possible collusion with demons, for many disciples, those were unproven and hard to discern "evidence."

But now, they had personally witnessed the revered Saint Heir being slain alive, body and soul destroyed!

This shock was far beyond what words could describe.

"Xu Guang! Surrender your life!!!"

A sudden furious shout rang out as a figure wrapped in blazing Source Qi light, like a shooting star, rushed out from the spectator stands, aiming straight for Xu Guang!

It was a young disciple looking but twenty-some years old, his cultivation level already at the peak of the fourth realm, both eyes blood-red like blood, face full of rage and resolve, clearly someone closely related to Mu Yusheng.

"Junior Brother Zhou, stop!"

"Return!"

Several elders changed colors at the sight, hurriedly shouting to stop him, but it was too late.

That disciple surnamed Zhou had already reached within ten feet of Xu Guang, forming seals with both hands, a crimson fire-like talisman casting out, transforming into a ferocious fire dragon, baring claws and teeth, lunging at Xu Guang!

This strike, delivered in rage, even exceeded his usual level, distorting the air with intense heat.

Yet facing this furious strike, Xu Guang just slightly raised his eyes.

He didn’t even employ the Five Emperors’ divine body, but simply, raised his left hand.

Five fingers spread open, towards the approaching fire dragon, gave a gentle grip.

"Scatter."

Chaotic currents flashed briefly.

The fire dragon, with its awe-inspiring presence, seemed gripped by an invisible giant hand; without even a whimper, it crumbled inch by inch from head to tail, turning into scattered sparks, vanishing without a trace.

While the crimson talisman at its core, with a "crack," surfaced countless cracks, its spiritual light dissipating, falling to the ground.

The Zhou disciple’s forward momentum abruptly stalled, his face locked in an expression of furious disbelief that quickly turned to shocked amazement. The talisman that he had driven with full force was so effortlessly... crushed by his opponent?

Before he could react, a shapeless yet weighty force descended upon him.

"Boom!"

His whole body, as if struck heavily, his protective Source Qi instantly shattered, chest caved, blood sprayed from his mouth, like a broken kite flying backward, crashing heavily on the ground tens of meters away, struggling twice, then fainted.

Xu Guang hadn’t delivered a fatal blow; for a fourth realm cultivator, such an injury would be fully recovered in a maximum of ten days.

He stood quietly at the mountain’s summit, looking around.

"The battle with Mu Yusheng was a fair duel; life and death comply with destiny. Since he has fallen, grievances are resolved."

"Xu Mou knows I have gone too far today; I admit I let anger cloud my judgment. I deeply respect the past glory of Tianya Holy Land, as evident when Mu Yusheng asked me to clear the eight hundred miles of demon lands, and Xu Mou went with no hesitation wielding a sword, I have always pleaded with Mu Yusheng to fulfill my friend’s last wish.

But you have witnessed it, certainly many of you still refuse to believe, but right and wrong, today lies here.

Xu Mou remains, from now one thousand years, Tianya Holy Land anyone may come to kill Xu Mou!

But I repeat, in life and death, let destiny take its course!

Everyone, protect yourselves well!!!"