Chapter three hundred and forty-one.
But what puzzled everyone was that Wei Yuan seemed to be still at the peak of Wugui, and it seemed that the spiritual herb crystals he consumed in this month were all drifted away.
However, even if you are confused, no one dares to underestimate this master of the sect. As for the reason, everyone knows that although the other person's level has not improved, if you have strength, you may not find anyone in the entire rebirth sect who can compete with him.
That day, Wei Yuan suddenly went alone to the basin where the monks in the Immortal and Demon Realm were painted in prison for nearly half a year. In the past six months, these immortals and demons were suffering.
The Rebirth Sect really treats them like raising pigs, but at least they keep pigs full every meal. When will the disciples of the Rebirth Sect remember to feed them, they will randomly catch a few huge beasts or ferocious beasts and throw them outside the Luotian mask, and let them drag them in to grab the food.
Although it is raw meat, it is already very good. After all, these crazy disciples of the rebirth sect can not remember to come to feed each day. If they forget one day, they will have to starve all day, or even for several days.
Half a year passed, and even the moss in the Luotianmao were gnawed clean. Even so, nearly half of the immortals and demons starved to death.
In the end, those poor starving ghosts were unable to even keep their bodies, and they were all eaten clean. During this period, some people could not stand the sorrowful life. They rushed out of Luo Tianmao and wanted to fight the disciples of the Rebirth Sect guarding outside the Concubine. But how could the fifth-level cultivation level be able to defeat the current Rebirth Sect disciples? They all took off their heads with one sword. After nearly a thousand people died, no one dared to leave Luo Tianmao's range again.
The moment Wei Yuan came outside Luo Tianmao, the immortals and demons in themao were frightened and they naturally knew who the handsome and extraordinary boy in white was. Although he looked smiling now, he used his own strength to massacre several immortal gates in the fairy world with immortal emperors. They were piles of corpses and blood flowing into rivers.
Even if they don’t understand Wei Yuan’s past reputation, after spending half a year in this mask where life is worse than death and beasts are worse than that, their fear of the rebirth master sect is still profound in their souls and cannot be lingered no matter what.
Wei Yuan glanced at the desolate scene in Luo Tianmao, and he smiled and said, "All the Immortal Emperors and Demon Lords, do you want to make a deal with me?"
As soon as these words came out, the ten only immortal emperors and demon kings in Luo Tianmao who were still alive were all looking at each other and frowned. The demons wouldn't say it for now. The five immortal emperors probably didn't dare to have too much involvement with Wei Yuan at will. They had already experienced the scheming of this emperor three thousand years ago. He was the typical kind of person who sold you and still helped him count the money with a smile.
The five immortal emperors did not dare to talk to each other. First, they were afraid of Wei Yuan's way, and second, they were indeed afraid of the emperor after being reborn.
But they dare not say that the demon kings of the demon clan could not care so much. Their understanding of the Taoist Emperor Wei Wuhen was limited to rumors. Although the propaganda was all amazing, they had never seen it with their own eyes, so they were not as timid as the immortal clan.
A demon king walked forward carefully, first bowed respectfully to Wei Yuan, and then asked, "Imperial Lord, don't know what the deal is?"
Wei Yuan glanced at the Demon Lord, and did not rush to answer. He grinned and said, "Half a year has passed. Even if no one attacks, you Luo Tianchao will not last long. When the cover is broken, do you think you are going to start a killing or a killing?"
As soon as Wei Yuan said this, Xu Yang's face in Luo Tianmao changed slightly. It was indeed as Wei Yuan said. The spiritual energy of Luo Tianmao was almost exhausted, and it would probably be completely dissipated in a short time. If Wei Yuan gave his order, he might not have one of the 100,000 immortals and demons left in the cover could walk out of this basin alive.
But before the immortals and demons knelt down and begged for mercy, crying for their parents, Wei Yuan said as if he was merciful, "Don't say that I didn't give you a chance, now, as long as there is an immortal emperor or demon king who is willing to hand over half of his soul, I will give you a favor and let the rebirth sect take him and he wave his disciples, how about it?"
As soon as these words were said, everyone was shocked and handed over half of their souls?
This is too cruel.
The soul power of the Immortal Emperor Demon Lord and others is naturally very strong, but if you want to hand over half of the soul, you have to split it into two and deeply tear it apart. The pain of the soul tear is not something that ordinary people can bear. Even the Immortal Emperor Demon Lord may have to suffer a lot of hardship to do this.
Besides, let alone how much damage to their souls will affect them. Half of the soul is enough to drive anyone crazy if they are held in the hands of others. To put it bluntly, if half of the soul is really handed over, then they will only be dependent on others in the future and will never see the light of the sky again. After all, if Wei Yuan destroyed that half of the soul, although they would not die because of this, their realm would plummet and their souls would be greatly damaged. This is inevitable.
For those of them who have been in high positions for a long time, the decline of their realm and the damage to their souls is a huge disaster that is no different from a catastrophe. Which of the people who can sit in the positions of Immortal Emperor or Demon Lord is not covered in blood, and there are few groups of enemies staring at them in secret. It would be fine if they remain in their heyday, but as long as you fall from the altar one day, those enemies will definitely beat the dog in the water. Therefore, handing over half of the soul is equivalent to putting a knife on his neck and stuffing the handle of the knife to Wei Yuan. It would be easy for him to die when he wants to die.
"Don't worry, I am not an unreasonable person. After handing over my soul, as long as you don't do it too out of order, I will pretend that I haven't seen it and will not make any attempt to make things difficult for me."
As he said that, Wei Yuan looked around the immortal demons who were already depressed in the Luotian mask. He continued, "And you have to think about it. Once this mask is broken, it will be too late. If you can be soft at this time, you can still survive. In the future, you will return to the world of immortals and demons to continue to be your noble immortal emperor and demon king. As long as you don't come to the mortal world to bother me, everything will be easy to talk about."
Hearing this, the eyes of the demon kings flashed slightly and they had already started to hesitate.
As Wei Yuan said, once the Luo Tianmao is broken, it is probably the end of a person who is the slaughter and I am the fish. Moreover, since Wei Yuan is here to ask for his soul at this time, as long as he gets his soul, he will have no reason to make too much trouble. Half of his soul is exchanged for a life, and this transaction doesn't sound much.
Chapter completed!