The Demon Ancestor wanted to cry.
He could no longer survive in the Star Spirit Realm, and now he was being used as an experimental subject.
Endure it!
Live on!
The Demon Ancestor comforted himself again and again.
He, who had been tortured by the vicissitudes of life, had a strong state of mind. Even if he was in a dangerous situation now, he would wipe away his tears and face it.
This was a pitiful and inspirational villain. He had been in limitless glory and had fallen to the bottom. He had tasted all the hardships of life but still lived on strong.
"Let's do it."
Jun Changxiao said seriously.
The surgeons led by the Taixuan old man looked at each other and then took out their dissection tools.
Swish!
The anesthetic powder provided by Miao Saifeng was poured into the Demon Ancestor's mouth.
This was actually a poison, but its effect was only to numb the body and soul, ensuring that the patient would not feel any pain during the operation.
About a moment later.
The drug took effect and the Demon Ancestor fell asleep.
However.
He was only in a light sleep state.
He could clearly feel that the sharp scalpel was moving on his skin, bringing about a burst of itchiness.
Puchi!
Puchi!
The chief surgeon, the Taixuan old man, quickly dissected the Demon Ancestor's corpse.
Everyone looked carefully. From the structure and shape, the corpse was no different from a normal human. It had meridians, blood vessels, internal organs, and various bones.
"Open the skull."
Jun Changxiao ordered.
When a soul was integrated into a corpse, the most important thing was the head. There might be some secrets hidden in it.
Swish!
The Taixuan old man changed a brand new scalpel and began the craniotomy on the Demon Ancestor. This was more of a test of skill. If there were any problems, the worst would be death or a vegetative state.
…
Star Spirit Realm, Law Enforcement Hall.
A group of high-level officials sat in the conference room. The light screen on the left showed 9527's portrait.
"Twelve first-class aristocrats were killed. He must be severely punished," an old man said angrily.
Everyone agreed.
"Corpse No. 9527 killed twelve aristocrats. His method was extremely cruel and the nature was extremely bad. The Law Enforcement Hall will discuss and sentence him to soul punishment. It will be executed immediately!"
The Law Enforcement Hall Master sat at the head of the table and announced to a Den Den Mushi. His voice was transmitted through the internal array and resounded in the major cities of the Star Spirit Realm. Warriors could hear it clearly.
"Killed twelve aristocrats?"
"Is 9527 Servant Corpse rebelling?"
"This kind of thing hasn't happened in a long time. For our safety, we must punish that guy!"
The natives of the Star Spirit World were filled with righteous indignation.
Serving corpses, as a characteristic of the plane, had long been integrated into their daily lives. They were already used to being in control, so naturally, they were extremely resistant and disgusted towards those who disobeyed them.
On the contrary.
When the other Corpse Attendants heard this, a trace of sorrow and fear appeared in their eyes.
They did not sympathize with 9527. They only sympathized with themselves because no one knew if they would be punished by the Law Enforcement Hall in the future because of small conflicts.
Especially soul punishment.
This was a very cruel form of torture.
The reason why the zombies had consciousness was because their souls were placed in them.
The Star Spirit World's highest punishment for Corpse Servants was to attack their souls, so that their souls would slowly dissipate while ensuring that they would suffer great torment.
When Jun Changxiao killed the Nobles, the Demon Alpha guessed that once he was identified as the murderer, he would have to suffer soul punishment.
"Carry out the punishment."
The Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall said.
No feelings, no pity.
Corpse attendants were just tools in the eyes of Star Spirit Boundary martial artists.
After meeting certain conditions, although they could obtain freedom, they would still be bound by many restrictions.
"Yes!"
The executioner in robes walked out of the hall and stopped on the ground outlined by various patterns. He then took out a special compass with many light spots gathered on it.
Each dot of light represented a soul.
Among them was the Demon Alpha's, also numbered 9527.
In fact, this was very similar to the soul origin. As long as it was controlled by others, it was equivalent to controlling life and death.
Whoosh!
The executioner first summoned the soul of 9527, then gently placed it in a small sunken hole in the ground.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Lines were activated, and flames appeared.
9527's soul struggled wildly in the hole, as if it was experiencing the cruelest fire punishment.
Sizzle!
After a while, the fire pit became a pot of oil, and the soul was suffering inside.
Next, there were other punishments such as whipping, hanging, and so on.
9527's soul was like a helpless child, suffering torture that was worse than death, until it slowly … disappeared.
The execution scene was broadcasted live.
When the Star Spirit Boundary martial artists saw the lowly Corpse Attendants' souls finally turn into nothingness, they all had satisfied smiles on their faces.
Insubordination.
Being sentenced to death was very satisfying.
On the other hand, the corpses that had no status or dignity felt their hair stand on end as they trembled in fear.
In fact, the reason why the Law Enforcement Hall carried out the execution was to let the other Corpse Attendants understand that if they did not obey orders and did not know their place, this would be their fate.
The effect was outstanding.
The Corpse Attendants who originally had complaints in their hearts, after witnessing the execution process, worked even harder to serve the Star Spirit Boundary martial artists.
Death.
It was not scary.
What was scary was the destruction and the scattering of the soul.
…
A few hours later.
The effect of the anesthetic gradually disappeared.
The Demon Alpha woke up in a daze. What he saw was no longer dazzling lights, but an exquisitely carved ceiling.
His thoughts were a little chaotic, and his mouth was dry.
"Water …"
His voice was weak.
As soon as the Demon Alpha shouted, the cold spring water flowed into his mouth through his lips, making him gulp crazily as if he had encountered an oasis in a harsh desert.
The water entered his stomach.
His thoughts gradually became clear.
"Brother." Jun Changxiao's voice sounded, "How do you feel?"
Only then did the Demon Alpha realize that the guy was standing beside him with a bowl. He was furious and was about to curse when he suddenly felt like his brain was about to explode.
"You just opened your head."
Jun Changxiao said, "Don't move, don't think too much."
"…"
The Demon Alpha forcefully suppressed his anger and said weakly, "You … what did you do to me …"
"Save you."
"Save me?"
The Demon Alpha laughed with difficulty.
Jun Changxiao sat down, took out a thing the size of a fingernail, and said, "This is something I found in your head. According to my preliminary judgment, it should be an explosive device related to the soul."
…
"Patriarch, there's something in this guy's head!"
"What is it?"
"It's beating like a heart."
Jun Changxiao walked over with a mask on. After careful observation, he guessed, "It can't be a bomb, right?"
"Beep!"
"Beep!"
Suddenly, the thing sounded.
Jun Changxiao, who was just guessing, immediately judged that this was definitely some kind of explosive device. It suddenly made a beeping sound, and it might be about to explode!
"Shua!"
He picked up the scissors next to him as fast as he could and cut toward the thread-like thing.
"Crack!"
The line broke, and the sound stopped.
"Phew!"
Jun Changxiao breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to wipe away the sweat on his forehead.
Actually, that thing had many different colored lines, but because time was tight, Gou Sheng decisively chose to cut the red line.
Why did he choose red?
Because Jun Changxiao subconsciously thought of the color of roses.
Maybe his wife gave him a lucky buff, and he actually guessed correctly. He successfully saved the Demon Alpha, who was about to undergo soul punishment and have his soul explode.
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PS: Actually, this chapter was written at 10 in the morning. I received a call from the renovation master, and the house in the neighborhood was changed to backfill. In the end, it took me an entire day. Because there was no elevator, I had to run back and forth to the 17th floor countless times. For someone like me who has never exercised, it was simply an anatomy. My legs are still weak.
That's right, I have a house. I paid the down payment five years ago, and it's been unfinished for five years. You guys are always worried that the book will be unfinished, but in fact, I've been unfinished for five years, five whole years.
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