These three souls looked exactly the same as the three corpses. Clearly, they were the souls of the three cultivators. When the souls were pulled out, the faces of the three souls revealed traces of terror. They looked at Di Shitian and desperately begged for mercy.
One must know that in the Immortal Cultivation World, it was not that there were no spells that targeted the soul, but they were quite rare. Moreover, there was an unwritten rule in the Immortal Cultivation World. In a battle, even if there were injuries, the opponent's soul could not be taken away viciously. At the very least, the opponent had to be given a chance to reincarnate.
This was also a ray of hope in heaven and earth.
Generally, cultivators would not violate this rule. After all, no one knew whether they would die at the hands of others tomorrow. If there was no such rule, after death, they would be completely destroyed. Not even their soul would be left behind.
Then they would truly be unable to transcend forever. Moreover, even if one wanted to take away someone's soul, they would need to have the ability to do so.
However, this monster in front of them could actually easily take their souls out of their bodies. It was clear that he definitely had a unique ability that targeted souls. How could they not panic? Each and every one of them bowed and begged in fear, hoping that he would let them go.
"Hmph, this king is a monster. There is no need for me to talk about benevolence and righteousness with you cultivators. You killed my tiger clan, so I will take your lives and take your souls." Di Shitian coldly spat out these words. The purple light that shot out from the King Rune instantly turned into countless thin strands, tightly entangling the three souls and quickly pulling them towards the King Rune.
No matter how the three souls screamed, his face did not have the slightest trace of emotion.
He forcibly pulled them into the King Rune and threw them into the purple pool. When they entered the pool, there was naturally a mysterious purple energy that quickly corroded their bodies.
"Whoosh!"
After absorbing the souls, he opened his mouth again. A powerful devouring force was emitted from his mouth, sweeping up the three bodies in one go and swallowing them into his stomach. He took them into the Demon Refining Cauldron, making them one of the many bodies in the cauldron.
Soul Devouring Body. Not a single soul or body was spared. This scene was simply that of an unparalleled ferocious demon. However, all of this fell into the eyes of the young man in embroidered clothes. There was an unavoidable deep fear in the young man's eyes. He felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.
Demon, it was definitely a demon. Only a demon would have such ferocity.
The young man in brocade roared in his heart. Looking at Sakra's gaze, there was awe mixed with fear. Reverence was naturally because of his powerful strength. As for fear, it was because this poor child had been frightened by the scene of his soul being devoured.
"Swish!!"
After Di Shitian finished dealing with the corpses, he turned to look at the young man. The coldness in his eyes made the young man tremble. However, a trace of madness immediately appeared in his eyes. He suddenly stood up and rushed forward a few steps. He arrived in front of Di Shitian and bent his knees. With a plop, he knelt heavily on the ground.
He raised his head and a look of incomparable desire appeared on his face. He cried out, "Senior, please accept me as your disciple. I will definitely serve you with all my heart." His eyes were filled with passion.
Di Shitian raised an eyebrow and his face unconsciously twitched a few times. He coldly looked at the young man kneeling in front of him and said mockingly, "I am a demon and you are a human. You actually want to take a demon as your master? Don't you think it's absurd? "Although he said that, he didn't kill the young man on the spot like he did with the other cultivators.
Instead, a meaningful expression appeared on his face as he thought back to what he had obtained from the jade slip. Then he thought about how the cultivators had referred to this person as a prince. It was clear that this person's status in the mortal world was definitely not ordinary.
"I want to integrate into the secular world and learn the zither. As long as ordinary people don't provoke me, killing them won't do me much good. On the other hand, if what the jade slip said is true, then perhaps those ordinary people in the secular world will be of great use. Perhaps I should start with this person in front of me and enter the secular world. "
Di Shitian's thoughts spun quickly. In just a moment, many ideas flashed through his mind.
"No, so what if I'm a demon?" The young man in embroidered robes shouted excitedly, "Senior was able to kill those four cultivators on the spot for the sake of your clansmen. From this, it can be seen that although Senior is a demon, you are also far more noble than most people. For the sake of the throne, my younger brother can ask a Consecrated to kill me, his older brother. Why can't I take a demon as my master?" As he spoke, his voice carried a trace of hysteria.
He had already thought it through. Since his younger brother could ask a Consecrated to kill him, it was clear that he had something that the Consecrated was interested in. But he didn't. Now, if he could ask this powerful demon to help him, not only would he be able to contend against his opponent, he would also be able to turn the situation around. Perhaps he would even be able to obtain great power.
When Di Shitian heard the young man say that he really was a prince, the light in his eyes deepened. He stared deeply at him and said, "I will never agree to take you as my master. You are a human and I am a demon. I can't accept a human as my disciple. However … "At this point, his tone suddenly changed and he said," If you want me to help you, it's not impossible. Even if it's to help you ascend to the throne, it won't be difficult for me. However, you have to pay the price that I want. "
"What price?" Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the young man in embroidered clothes hurriedly asked.
"You don't need to know what price you have to pay for now. When you ascend to the throne in the future, I will naturally tell you. Don't worry, when that time comes, what I want you to do will be very easy for you." Di Shitian glanced at him. There was an inexplicable look in his eyes.
"This …" The young man in embroidered clothes' eyes flickered for a long time. Di Shitian didn't disturb him and waited quietly for his decision.
After a while, the young man in embroidered clothes finally gritted his teeth and nodded heavily. He said, "Alright, I agree. As long as you are willing to help me, I will agree to anything. At the very least, I will definitely not let my 'good' brother live a comfortable life. "When he thought of being chased for three days and three nights, there was a deep hatred in his eyes.
The corners of Di Shitian's mouth curved into a faint smile. He walked past the young man and came to the front of the colorful Spirit Tiger. Looking at the miserable state the Spirit Tiger was in, a strong sense of resentment emanated from its body. There was a look of unwillingness in its eyes. Seeing this, a cold murderous intent involuntarily emerged in its heart.
"Immortal cultivator, I can feel your resentment towards cultivators. Don't worry, when I kill cultivators, I will take your share. Perhaps, we can fight side by side. "
The death of the Tiger Tribe gave Di Shitian a strong sense of empathy. He looked at the Spirit Tiger in front of him and said without a trace of emotion. The purple King Mark on his forehead flashed and shot out rays of purple light that landed on the Spirit Tiger's body.
"Roar!!"
Under the pull of the purple light, the Spirit Tiger's soul was suddenly pulled out. The moment the Spirit Tiger's soul came out, it let out a roar and its eyes fell on Di Shitian. There was a hint of respect in its soul, and it knelt down and said, "King!!" In its soul, there was still a strong sense of resentment that couldn't be dissipated.
In a race, the strong were the kings. Di Shitian was much stronger than it. The aura of a king was so oppressive that it couldn't resist at all. Naturally, it recognized Di Shitian as its king.
"Mm, don't worry. I've already killed all the people who wanted to kill you. Do you have any wishes?"
"King has already avenged this subordinate. This subordinate is willing to follow King, follow King, and fight by King's side." The Spirit Tiger looked at Di Shitian with a burning gaze and said without hesitation.
"Mm!!"
Di Shitian frowned slightly and looked at the Spirit Tiger's body. Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. He walked up and reached out his right hand, placing it on the Spirit Tiger's head. His palm turned into a claw and he grabbed the Spirit Tiger's head. At the same time, a surge of demon essence rushed into the Spirit Tiger's cold body and wrapped around the spine.
"Crack!!"
He pulled it out forcefully. Instantly, a snow-white spine was pulled out of the Spirit Tiger's body. Bone marrow could be seen flowing in the spine, and it contained traces of demon energy. It was a full two meters long.
"Condense!!"
After pulling out the Spirit Tiger's bone, Di Shitian reached out and touched the huge Spirit Tiger's bone gently. Pure demon essence rushed into the bone and quickly refined the Spirit Tiger's bone. In the blink of an eye, the entire Spirit Tiger's bone became as clear as jade.
At the side, the Spirit Tiger's eyes were filled with confusion when it saw its corpse being treated in such a manner. However, it did not resent Di Shitian at all.
"This is the spine bone in your body, and it has the most spiritual nature. I've tempered it a little, and your soul can enter this bone and temporarily reside in the tiger bone. Stay by my side, and in the future, you'll definitely be able to fight side by side with me. In this period of time, I'll collect the bones of the clan. When that time comes, I'll let everyone in the world know that the Tiger Clan will not be slaughtered by anyone. "Di Shitian looked at the Spirit Tiger's soul and said in a deep voice.
"Yes, King!!"
Hearing that, the Spirit Tiger's eyes burned with passion. Without hesitation, it pounced on the Spirit Tiger's bone in Di Shitian's hand. Landing in front of the Spirit Tiger's bone, it turned into a ray of black light and entered the bone.
After that, Di Shitian opened his storage bag and kept the Spirit Tiger's bone and the rest of its body.
The young man in embroidered robes watched from the side with a burning gaze. He was even more amazed by Di Shitian's methods.
Without saying much, he walked out of the forest after doing all that.
Along the way, the young man in embroidered robes talked about himself and the situation outside. As it turned out, this person was called Hua Wenwu. He was the second prince of China and the successor to the throne of China. If there were no accidents, he would be the next Emperor if the old Emperor passed away. Above him, there was an elder sister. Below her, there was a younger brother.
In fact, the reason why he was being hunted down this time was very simple. It was all for that supreme throne.
[Haha, I wish everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival!!] (To be continued. If you want to know what happened next, please go to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author. Support the original reading!)
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