Chapter 1407: Regret

A Dharma Idol realm cultivator had a thumb-length wound on his forehead, inflicted by the Hell Lotus.

Despite his powerful self-healing abilities, the wound quickly healed, shrinking to the thickness of a strand of hair.

However, under the influence of the Flawless Domain, the wound rapidly expanded, like a crack in a dam assaulted by a raging torrent.

By the time this Dharma Idol half-giant felt pain, the wound had already spread to his nose.

His face contorted in horror. The ancient giant bloodline within him surged wildly, attempting to counteract the Flawless Domain with its formidable regenerative power.

The wound's expansion did slow down, but it didn't stop.

In the very next breath, the wound tore through his skull.

Blood and viscous fluids gushed outwards.

He opened his mouth, as if to speak, but his head exploded on the spot.

His headless corpse crashed to the ground.

A semi-black, semi-transparent soul frantically escaped from the corpse and fled into the void.

But before it could get far, numerous chains emerged from its body, binding it.

Immediately after, it was pulled into a Spirit Crystal.

The Young City Lord's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart aching as if it were bleeding!

This was a Dharma Idol realm cultivator!

Another one had fallen!

He roared in grief and fury, "Stop it, you!"

Jiang Fan's expression remained cold. He said, "Hurts, doesn't it? It's too late!"

His thunderous body had already dissipated, and the divine halo behind his head vanished without a trace.

His aura also plummeted from the Revered Soul Transformation Realm back to the Eight-Orifice Nascent Soul stage.

He couldn't even withdraw the Flawless Domain if he wanted to.

As the domain took full effect, only Dharma Idol realm cultivators of the Second and Third Phases managed to counteract the domain due to their powerful ancient giant bloodline.

The half-giants in the First Phase could only sever their limbs to survive, just like their Young City Lord.

However, not all Dharma Idol realm cultivators were decisive enough.

One First Phase half-giant, who had a scratch on his abdomen, hesitated for just a moment. The wound spread across his entire body, and he exploded!

His soul also couldn't escape and was captured by Jiang Fan into a Spirit Crystal, just as before.

"Great Commander Heimo!"

The Dharma Idol realm cultivators who had survived let out cries of anguish.

Another companion, with whom they had spent every day, had fallen right before their eyes.

They gazed at the scattered limbs and flesh covering the ground, and the blood splashing everywhere.

And the four unrecognizable corpses of Dharma Idol realm cultivators.

Tears welled in their eyes; they couldn't accept that this was real.

The Young City Lord's chest was wracked with agony.

In just five breaths of time, he had lost four Dharma Idol realm cultivators!

These were his future right-hand men!

To protect a single Commander of Conquest, he had lost four Dharma Idol realm cultivators!

A pang of regret surged within him.

If only he had handed over the Commander of Conquest, none of this would have happened!

Now, even if Jiang Fan were cut into a thousand pieces and minced into paste, it wouldn't undo the catastrophic losses of Tianyi City!

The other Dharma Idol realm cultivators also looked on in bewilderment.

Was it worth sacrificing four innocent commanders to protect one who had committed monstrous evil?

The Commander of Conquest was also stunned.

The bloody scene before him had rendered his mind blank.

He had never dreamed that it would ultimately devolve into such a tragic situation!

A wave of immense guilt crashed over him.

He regretted it.

If he had known the consequences would be so severe, he would never have acted so madly in the Seven Cities of Sky Abyss.

But it was too late for anything to be said.

He had become a sinner of Tianyi City.

However, for him personally, it wasn't over.

Suddenly, spatial fluctuations spread out behind him.

The Commander of Conquest instantly snapped back to reality. He turned his head and saw Jiang Fan, holding a purple sword, appear coldly behind him, like a god of slaughter.

Terrified beyond measure, he shrieked, "Save me! Quickly, save me!"

He wanted to run, to hide, to live.

But the Nine Dragon Demonic Cauldron suddenly slammed down, pinning him heavily to the ground.

Already severely injured, how could he possibly escape?

With the Nine Dragon Demonic Cauldron on his back, he clawed his way towards the Young City Lord and the others, using both hands and feet.

A purple light flashed, severing one of his legs.

"Ah!!!"

The Commander of Conquest let out a horrific shriek.

Jiang Fan's voice, as cold as if from hell, drifted over:

"Don't you like to emulate your ancestors?"

"Get up!"

As he spoke, he swung his sword again, severing his other leg.

His agonizing screams echoed throughout Tianyi City.

The Commander of Conquest, though severely injured, hadn't died under the Flawless Domain because Jiang Fan had deliberately intended it.

Such a beast did not deserve a quick death!

"Don't you enjoy the Great Hunt?"

"Don't you like to eat people?"

"Keep eating!"

With another swing of his sword, Jiang Fan severed his last remaining arm.

"Ah!" The Commander of Conquest roared in excruciating pain.

The Young City Lord and the numerous Dharma Idol realm cultivators snapped back to attention, all erupting in fury.

The Young City Lord's eyes were bloodshot as he shrieked, "Scum! If you dare to kill him, I will grind your bones to dust and ensure you never reincarnate!"

Jiang Fan's response was to plunge his sword into the Commander of Conquest's forehead.

The icy blade sent shivers of terror through the Commander of Conquest, and he shrieked for mercy:

"Daoist Jiang, don't kill me!"

"I know I was wrong. Please give me a chance to atone for my sins."

"How about this? Let me die on the battlefield of the ancient giants, okay?"

Jiang Fan replied coldly, "No need."

"I will not associate with a beast that devours its own kind."

With a forceful thrust, the purple sword pierced his skull and plunged deeper.

Death, now so close, sent a chill through the Commander of Conquest's entire body.

He shrieked in terror, "Young City Lord, what are you waiting for? Save me!"

"Otherwise, I'll reveal that secret, and we'll all die together!"

Hearing this, the Young City Lord's expression changed.

He hastily shouted, "Stop! Spare him!"

"Don't kill him! I... I will arrange for you to leave Tianyi City!"

Jiang Fan laughed, a desolate, sorrowful laugh, looking up at the sky:

"If I feared death, would I have come to Tianyi City?"

"I came only to exact this blood debt for the souls of Kaiyang City and the Seven Cities of Sky Abyss!"

The Young City Lord secretly gritted his teeth.

Suppressing his surging murderous intent, he spoke gravely:

"I deeply regret the fate of the innocent souls of Kaiyang City."

"How about this: I will ask my father to go to Zhongzhou and invite the Great Bodhisattva to personally come and offer salvation for their departed souls."

"This way, their grievances will be appeased."

"What do you say?"

Jiang Fan's shoulders shook with laughter, his eyes growing even colder. He said:

"No need!"

"The Commander of Conquest's blood is the best scripture for their salvation!"

With that said, he thrust harder.

With a squelch, the purple sword passed through the Commander of Conquest's massive head from front to back.

"Ah!"

The Commander of Conquest let out a terrible cry of pain. His remaining torso convulsed violently, attempting to struggle.

But he had lost his limbs.

He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Fan's long sword swept, splitting his head in two.

The Commander of Conquest's screams abruptly ceased.

His convulsing torso also slowly stilled.

But it wasn't over.

Jiang Fan raised a hand and grabbed, pulling out the Commander of Conquest's soul, bound by Soul-Capturing Chains.

He stared coldly at the struggling soul, saying grimly, "You won't get to enter a Spirit Crystal!"

The small black bottle appeared before him.

Inside, soul flames writhed.

Jiang Fan said in a chilling voice, "From now on, live in purgatory!"

With a clap of his hand, the Commander of Conquest's soul, howling in terror, was stuffed into the bottle.

The flames within, designed specifically to torment souls, immediately caused the Commander of Conquest to scream repeatedly.

The sensation was like being thrown into a boiling oil pot, a soul-piercing agony that made him wish for death.

What was terrifying was that these soul flames would not burn him to death.

He would remain there for all eternity.

"Commander of Conquest!" The Young City Lord's eyes were bloodshot, his murderous intent soaring to the heavens as he roared in fury:

"Kill him! Tear him to shreds!!!"