Chapter 162: Hidden rits and Fa
After listening to what Li Tianwei said, those who had beco vengeful spirits due to their obsessions finally understood that the disasters they had suffered all stemd from the Immortal Masters they once revered.
At this mont, their resentnt surged, almost to the point of losing control.
Seeing this, Li Tianwei imdiately took action. He moved to the side of several of the vengeful spirits and lightly tapped each of them on the forehead.
Spiritual power surged forth, and under Li Tianwei’s control, the state of near-madness they had been in finally dissipated completely.
"Immortal Master, why?"
"Haven’t we always worshiped them?"
"We even paid all kinds of immortal taxes! Half of the crops from my fields were handed over, and even if my whole family went hungry, I never once missed paying those taxes!"
The vengeful spirits who had regained clarity clutched their heads, their spectral figures showing the look of a faith completely shattered.
"There’s not much of a ‘why’. It’s simply sothing that has changed its nature."
"I brought you out to tell you the truth, so that you may let go of your obsessions and return to Heaven and Earth."
Li Tianwei sighed softly as he spoke.
But seeing this, those ghostly figures did not let go. Their eyes were filled with unwillingness, their hearts far from calm.
"Immortal Master, I don’t want to return to Heaven and Earth. I want those people to die."
"Yes, I don’t want to either."
"They ruined our families, trampled on us all. Even if my soul is scattered, I want them dead!"
The faces on those soul-shadows twisted hideously, their eyes brimming with suppressed emotion.
"With your power alone, you cannot accomplish this."
"Since you have such thoughts, let help you."
After speaking, Li Tianwei took out the Saint Soul Banner. Thick evil resentnt surged forth, black and green mists rising into the air.
In an instant, the chill of the mass graveyard was utterly crushed under its presence.
The ghostly figures stared wide-eyed at this scene.
When they t Li Tianwei’s gaze, their eyes filled with fear.
This feeling was completely unlike that of the Immortal Masters they had t before—this Immortal Master… felt sowhat sinister.
Just as they were thinking this, Li Tianwei spoke again.
"Since you do not wish to return to Heaven and Earth, then co into my banner and lend your strength. Within it are the evil souls of those heretic cultivators who brought disaster upon you. You may take your revenge to your heart’s content."
"Moreover, I shall lead you to sweep away all the demonic cultivators of this cultivation world."
Li Tianwei’s voice drifted through the air, calm and distant.
"Truly?"
The vengeful spirits and shadows were all filled with disbelief.
"I am the foremost disciple of the Sacred Land of Lingxu, the greatest righteous sacred land of this realm. Would my words be false?"
"The demonic cultivators of Panshan City who committed countless sins have already been taken into my Saint Soul Banner, tornted ceaselessly to atone for their cris."
"Since you refuse to return to Heaven and Earth, I shall lead you to slay demons, uphold the Dao, and restore righteousness."
Li Tianwei spoke solemnly, extending his hand slowly toward the vengeful spirits before him.
Those who had been steeped in grief and fury stared blankly at Li Tianwei’s outstretched hand. Accompanied by his words, all fear in their hearts dissipated.
Instinctively, they wanted to reach out in return—yet thinking of their current state, and of the Immortal Master’s identity, they hesitated.
Inwardly, they cursed themselves for their blindness—how could they ever doubt a true immortal, wondering if he was tainted with evil?
What evil? He rely sought to uphold righteousness, asking for help from lowly vengeful spirits such as themselves.
Vengeance… revenge…
Without hesitation, they nodded deeply.
"I am willing."
"I am willing as well."
"……"
Hearing their responses, Li Tianwei revealed a faint smile.
"Very well."
"Good."
As his words fell, Li Tianwei waved the banner. The chaotic energy left within the Forbidden Land of Taixu, combined with the Resentnt Channeling Curse and the Resentnt of Heaven and Earth, rged with the righteous power from the Fusion Golden Core, surging toward the vengeful spirits before him.
Soon, those vengeful spirits and shadows began to transform.
Their once-ethereal, flickering forms began to solidify, becoming substantial and lifelike once more. The savage, hideous expressions disappeared, replaced by their original human faces.
Those n had been tornted beyond recognition by Lin Xiaoyu and his ilk—Li Tianwei’s purpose was to make them human again.
And to lead them—one by one—to exact retribution upon the cultivators who had wronged them.
"Thank you, Immortal Master! Thank you, Immortal Master!"
Feeling the power filling their bodies, in their eyes, Li Tianwei was now a being of divine radiance and supre glory.
"Go in. The demonic cultivators of Panshan City are inside, along with countless others like them. Within the banner, you hold supre authority—they retain everything they had in life. You may do as you wish."
"Evil shall be repaid with evil."
Li Tianwei spoke, then drew them into the Saint Soul Banner.
The cultivators already sealed within had no idea what awaited them—
They would suffer at the hands of the mortals they once despised, scorned, and treated worse than livestock.
Inside the banner, beyond the newly gathered vengeful spirits, were also those mortals once enslaved and sold. Li Tianwei had yet to resettle them—he intended to let them vent their hatred, to repay their torntors.
Once they received Li Tianwei’s command, the vengeful spirits entered the banner, brandishing their blades, beginning their punishnt.
Sweeping his divine sense through the banner, Li Tianwei could only sigh—these spirits were still too kind, unable even to imagine how to inflict proper tornt.
Considerately, he compiled the various punishnt thods he had once studied and placed them inside the banner for reference.
"Good."
After completing all this, Li Tianwei nodded deeply—hidden rits and fa, leaving no trace behind.
Then, he proceeded to several more graveyards in Panshan City, gathering more vengeful spirits ford from ordinary folk.
Among them, there were a few who had committed grave sins—Li Tianwei, of course, punished them accordingly.
As for the rest, he assigned them as executors of punishnt among the vengeful spirits.
After finishing everything, Li Tianwei set off toward another city.
He would sweep this entire region clean.
——
In the Sacred Land of Baiyuan.
"Their soul lamps have gone out—the mission has failed."
Several Ancestors of the sacred land, still waiting for reports from those sent to assassinate Li Tianwei, watched as every lamp on the altar went dark.
Their expressions changed drastically.
"Report to the Sacred Lord at once—the mission has failed."
"Even the Elders we placed nearby for surveillance have been annihilated along with them."
The few Ancestors of the sacred land shook their heads and imdiately relayed the situation.
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