Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?! Chapter 808 - 762: After Losing Spiritual Energy

Huh? There’s no Spiritual Energy here?

Jiang Yuan didn’t feel anything special, other than the sun being a bit harsh and the wind a bit dry, which felt no different from the Wilderness World.

But when he turned his head and glanced around, he noticed that most of the Demon Cultivators were clutching Spirit Stones, clearly ready to maintain the normal circulation of Spiritual Power within their bodies at any mont.

Even Qu Luming beside him was toying with a piece of Immortal Jade in his hands, ready to absorb the more advanced energy, common across the Three Realms, if needed.

This scene reminded Jiang Yuan of the calamity when the Human World suddenly lost its Spiritual Energy.

According to Lin Feng, back then, cultivators with ample Spirit Stones absorbed them and fled; those without enough Spirit Stones aged and died, causing the entire world’s cultivation inheritance to quickly break off.

But that was just sothing Lin Feng said casually, and Jiang Yuan listened just as casually.

He’d never actually witnessed what happens to cultivators after they lose their Spiritual Power; Lin Feng had only ntioned it briefly without detailed description.

Today, he had the fortune to witness it with his own eyes.

"I’ve heard more than one High Realm master lant, saying that Spiritual Energy is actually a curse for cultivators," Qu Luming bent slightly and lowered his voice, "From the day a cultivator starts the path of absorbing Spiritual Energy, they can no longer be separated from this power.

Just like fish cannot live without water; once they lose Spiritual Power one day, ha...

Even if a cultivator has only practiced for a few days, ti won’t rush, but the feeling of extre emptiness from lacking Spiritual Power will accompany them for life, even driving them mad;

While for those who have cultivated for over a hundred years, being cut off from Spiritual Energy would be the most miserable and hopeless way to die."

"So terrifying?" Jiang Yuan rembered, should he try the Golden Chicken Immortal’s Spirit Testing Instrunt on Qu Luming?

On second thought, it wouldn’t work; the Spirit Testing Instrunt is made to detect if Spiritual Energy is polluted.

He’s a Ghost Cultivator absorbing Yin Fiend Qi, only disguised as a normal cultivator using a Magical Treasure. Without Spiritual Energy, the instrunt certainly couldn’t detect anything, and who knows if the Netherworld’s power is polluted.

As they spoke, Gao Yi personally activated the execution device.

"Buzz～"

The massive, exquisite "coffin" turned into a luminous body, the runes engraved inside glowed, flashing brightly on Ding Shun’an’s body.

He could feel his Spiritual Power disobeying him, forcibly being drawn out of his body.

An indescribable emptiness and fear swept over, yet he couldn’t even beg for rcy, only able to let out a low, beast-like wail from his throat.

The demon cultivators attending the execution whispered among themselves, most of their faces showing hints of shock.

Gao Yi was quite satisfied with this; what could be more deterrent than seeing a traitor’s miserable end firsthand?

He was pleased that their last conversation in the prison had disrupted Ding Shun’an’s Daoxin, making this public execution more thrilling!

"Open it and let him out." In the ti it took to drink a cup of tea, the runes no longer had any Spiritual Power to absorb and receded back into the execution device, Gao Yi waved to indicate his subordinates to open the door.

When Ding Shun’an walked out of the device, he still looked bewildered.

After a mont of lantation, he realized that aside from the emptiness from the outflow of Spiritual Power, he hadn’t actually been hard at all.

There were no wounds on his body, no pain or itching.

But after losing his Spiritual Power, no matter how powerful the cultivation technique he once practiced was, it beca useless.

The surrounding air was barren, with no Spiritual Power to absorb, he couldn’t even perform the simplest cultivation technique, like a fish tossed ashore, gasping but feeling increasingly empty inside.

"There doesn’t seem to be any change, losing Spiritual Power just turns you into a mortal, doesn’t it?"

"Yeah, Ding Shun’an has even taken the Youthful Appearance Pill, allowing him to be a mortal in his twenties. With his knowledge, living peacefully for decades in this world doesn’t seem too difficult."

"Tsk tsk, doesn’t that make it too easy on the traitor?"

"Shh! Look, sothing seems... a bit different about him!"

"He’s aging! Hao Tian, this speed is unbelievably fast..."

...

The crowd whispered, pointing, while Ding Shun’an initially didn’t notice anything unusual. Seeing so many familiar faces encircling and staring at him, he felt a sense of absurdity.

Thinking that these guys might all ascend in the future, his inner unwillingness and anger found no outlet for venting.

For a ticulous self-benefiter, the most painful thing is ticulously calculating to maximize personal interests only to realize he miscalculated.

The maximum benefit lay with others; he didn’t even have any way back, epitomizing the saying "too smart for their own good, losing even their life."

"Mmm! Mmm-mmm!"

Then he looked down and saw his hands starting to wrinkle, "shouting" as he touched his face with both hands, discovering his skin growing increasingly loose, even beginning to wrinkle!

A demon cultivator who has practiced for hundreds of years maintains a young and handso appearance with Spiritual Power after taking a Youthful Appearance Pill; now, without the support of Spiritual Power, he begins aging rapidly.

This scene was indeed shocking—witnessing a young, robust man gradually grow old, growing older as if ti, once paused, now flowed over him at dozens of tis the speed.

The watching Demon Cultivators grew a bit tense, clutching their Spirit Stones tighter.

All secretly thinking, under no circumstances could they be reduced to a world without Spiritual Energy!

Especially the Human World that descends at night; they should never linger needlessly, otherwise, should the Wilderness stop descending one day, without Spiritual Energy it’d spell the end!

"Collective Ascension?" Jiang Yuan recorded with the mory Stone for posterity, yet was in no mood to observe carefully.

After being let out, the detailed information of Ding Shun’an formally erged.