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"Hohohoho~"
The Quanxing man's eyes were full of smugness.
"Hahaha~ What can you do to me now that I'm dead?"
"I'm not afraid of dying, do you think you can be more ruthless than me?"
"Go ahead and kill me again if you dare?"
The Quanxing member lay on the ground with a peaceful and contented smile, leaving behind a speechless silence that seemed to freeze the air.
That's it? That's it?
So your solution is suicide?
The Quanxing member committed suicide so quickly that the remaining Quanxing members disappeared from their faces before they could even show a hopeful smile.
Then, an even more terrified expression appeared on his face.
Lu Xuan gently reached out and grabbed a phantom spirit from the corpse of the Quanxing.
The spirit's eyes were filled with confusion, but it soon regained some of its liveliness.
What happened? Wasn't I dead?
Is this the afterlife?
Does this mean I can go to heaven too?
It's true that being religious has its benefits; I won't try to kidnap children when I'm collecting eggs at church anymore!
The spirit's eyes were filled with surprise.
But... why do I feel like I'm being carried?
The spirit's eyes darted around, and then it saw Lu Xuan standing in front of it.
Spirit: "Σ(OдO|||)ノノ"
Lu Xuan: “(????)→j”
Lu Xuan's voice sounded like he was laughing.
"I'm saying, what makes you think that dying will save your life?"
Chapter 155: Hehehe~ Just kidding, you can't escape even if you die...
Lu Xuan looked at the Quanxing spirit body in his hand, its face ashen.
Since he came down the mountain, quite a few members of the Quanxing sect have committed suicide out of sheer terror and a desire for a quick death.
Want to end it all with death? Looking for a quick and painless end?
Lu Xuan could only say that you're overthinking it.
Behind them, an endless dream unfolds, evolving into a wicked land consumed by karmic fire and endless sins, where countless spirits suffer torment.
Lu Xuan had no intention of becoming a judge in reality, to judge each of the Quanxing members on behalf of Na Dutong.
The world of supernatural beings is in chaos right now, and in times of chaos, severe punishments are necessary.
Since these villains deserve to go to hell, let's send them there to atone for their sins.
Did you commit so many sins while you were alive, and now you want to end it all after you die?
There aren't that many good things in the world.
In the dream behind him, Lu Xuan used the Yellow Millet Technique to create the eighteen levels of hell. It was a good ending for these villains to have their souls scattered; those who didn't have their souls scattered all entered Lu Xuan's dream.
The inspiration for this dream came from the filial piety banner in the hands of Xue Fan, who was a spirit summoner and a mourner at a grave, capable of summoning souls.
Lu Xuan: Thumbs up for them!
"Since you're dead, go to the dream world to atone for your sins!"
The Quanxing spirit wanted to say something more, but Lu Xuan threw it into the hellish dreamscape behind him.
"No~"
Endless wails echoed from the hellish dreamscape, but Lu Xuan ignored them.
Then, he turned to look at the remaining Quanxing members, who were shaking like sieves.
Lu Xuan smiled very kindly.
"Let's...continue!"
The remaining members of Quanxing: "..."
Don't come over here!
If they had known Lu Xuan was so ruthless, they would have just run away. Why did they even bother coming to this meeting?
The remaining members of the Quanxing faction cursed Hong Laoqi, who had summoned them to the meeting, as utterly worthless.
If it weren't for Hong Laoqi insisting that there was still work to be done, they would have run away long ago, and they wouldn't have been trapped here and killed!
What should I say now?
Is Master Lu's cultivation level so high that he has reached the heavens and his Taoist magic is divine?
Bullshit! You don't have to go in; it's us who are going to hell now!
Seeing that Lu Xuan had created this hellish dreamscape using methods they couldn't even comprehend, the remaining members of Quanxing only wanted to die...
No, that's not right! Now even suicide for a quick end is gone.
The concept of hell and the underworld was created by ancient sages to warn future generations, using the idea that one would encounter judgment of good and evil after death to admonish people against doing evil.
But the extraordinary beings all know that there are no immortals in this world... emmm
He glanced at Lu Xuan and crossed it out.
There are no ghosts or gods in this world, and naturally there is no hell. Even highly skilled extraordinary people will have their souls scattered after death, and their spirits will return to heaven and earth.
Therefore, they naturally had no fear of death or the so-called afterlife.
But now, this terrifying guy, Lu Xuan, has actually created a hell for himself?
If they were just bystanders, they would definitely be able to express their amazement like the NPCs, saying things like "666", "terrifying", and "awesome".
But now, it seems they're going to play a real "Hell Online" game...
"Damn it, how are we supposed to play this game?!"
The remaining members of Quanxing were heartbroken. Now, if they were alive, they would be tortured; if they were dead, they would be put into Lu Xuan's hellish dream world to be tortured again.
"Master Lu, you're determined to kill us all, can't you even give us a quick death?"
Starving Ghost: Xu Laosan stared intently at Lu Xuan in front of him, his mind filled with nothing but cursing.
It was bad enough that Quanxing was killed, but they were killed by Lu Xuan and not even left with a complete corpse. Now, even the path of suicide to seek a quick death has been blocked. Lu Xuan is truly cruel to the extreme.
Who would have thought that these heinous criminals would one day accuse others of being cruel?
Lu Xuan seemed somewhat puzzled as he slowly walked towards the group.
Their steps were slow, yet they frightened the remaining members of the Quanxing sect, causing them to retreat and cling tightly to the door and wall.
It seems that the solidity of the material gives them a sense of security.
"You Quanxing people are really interesting..."
"When you were trying to fool me just now, you were praising me to the skies. Why are you so scared now that it's your turn?"
“You trafficked children, sold women, practiced forced labor and mutilation; you died too easily, the wronged souls in your bodies would not agree.”
"Then we can also leave Quanxing!"
Xu Laosan trembled like a leaf, even on the verge of death, he still wanted to fight for a sliver of life.
“Master Lu, listen to me. The Quanxing sect can never be completely eradicated. As long as there is evil in people’s hearts, the Quanxing sect will rise from the ashes.”
Xu Laosan had an expression that said, "I'm doing this for your own good," and as he spoke, a hint of excitement, which he himself was deceiving, even appeared on his face.
"Killing alone won't solve the problem. Why not use a combination of carrot and stick?"
"If you, Daoist Lu, are willing to forgive and forget, I can..."
Xu Laosan was all smiles and eloquent, his words flowing like a torrent, his boasts and tales, as if he genuinely cared about Lu Xuan's well-being.
Then a sword light came from the front.
Xu Laosan's "sincerity" froze on his face.
A line of blood slowly appeared, from the center of the forehead to the bottom, then the next one, and the next one...
Before long, countless blood lines appeared on Xu Laosan's body.
The atmosphere was deathly silent; the Quanxing members in the room swallowed hard.
Just then, an old fan on the ceiling blew a breeze carrying the smell of grease and blood.
Under the horrified and nauseous gazes of the remaining members of the Quanxing clan.
One by one, the "Xu Laosan" photos were blown around by the wind, filling the sky. The vertically cut cross-sections of the "Xu Laosan" photos in the air were as thin as cicada wings, and slightly translucent.
Where have they ever seen such a method before?
Damn it, are righteous people this cruel when they kill?
Before the panic could spread, Lu Xuan's footsteps had already sounded.
Remaining All-Round: "..."
Is reconciliation truly impossible?
Lu Xuan: "(￢ω￢)"
Of course!
Come on in! Let's talk after we've come in.
Please don't kill me! I was just passing by.
The burly man who finally had a name was Luo Yong, who squatted on the ground, trembling with fear, his head in his hands.