73: The original owner was severely humiliated by Long Aotian 2

He snapped his fingers.

The skin on Ling Qingxue's face began to squirm, rot, and peel off.

She touched her face in terror; her fingers met greasy, rotting flesh and exposed bone.

"My face! My face!"

She screamed shrilly, her voice becoming hoarse and unpleasant as her throat also began to rot.

Qin Jiuge stopped looking at her and instead turned to Long Aotian, who was slumped on the ground.

"I heard you wanted to castrate me?"

He crouched down, meeting Long Aotian's gaze at eye level.

"That's a good idea. This King adopts it."

Long Aotian shook his head in fear.

"No... no... I am the sole heir of the Long Ao Dynasty. I have a hundred Immortal Venerable Revered Masters and a harem of a thousand Immortal Emperors. You can't—"

"I can."

Qin Jiuge interrupted him, a black blade composed of pure Law of Pain condensing in his hand.

"And I will do it much more thoroughly than you planned."

The blade flashed.

No blood spilled, for Qin Jiuge had sealed the wound with Devilish Qi.

But Long Aotian could feel a bizarre 'emptiness' in his lower body, a loss far more terrifying than pain.

"This is only the beginning."

Qin Jiuge stood up, looking down at him from above.

"Next, I will let you watch with your own eyes as everything you take pride in,"

"Your Family, your Revered Masters, your harem—how they are destroyed before you."

He raised his hand and pointed toward the sky.

"Let's start with this Qingyang City."

Boom—!

The entire Qingyang City shook violently.

A world-shaking explosion erupted from the direction of the City Lord's Manor. The residence that symbolized the glory of Ling Qingxue's Family began to collapse in full view of everyone.

"No! Father! Mother!"

Ling Qingxue screamed, but she couldn't move an inch. She could only watch helplessly as her Family turned to ruins under the shroud of Devilish Qi.

Qin Jiuge reached out and grabbed the air. Hundreds of light orbs emerged from the Void Realm, each imprisoning a Soul.

Those were the Souls of the Qin Family clansmen.

"Father... Mother... Clansmen..."

The consciousness of the Original Owner wept within Qin Jiuge's Sea of Consciousness.

"Watch."

Devil King Qin Jiuge spoke calmly.

"Watch how this King avenges you."

He carefully put the Souls away and then looked at Long Aotian and Ling Qingxue.

"You like watching people die miserable deaths? You like hearing the cries of infants?"

He raised his hand, and countless strands of Devilish Qi condensed into black chains, suspending Long Aotian and Ling Qingxue in mid-air.

"Then this King will let you see your fill."

Qin Jiuge spread his hands, and the surrounding scenery began to shift.

They were brought into an illusory space.

This was the Qin Manor from three years ago, but the roles were reversed.

In this illusion, those being slaughtered were the Long Ao Family and Ling Qingxue's Family.

Bound by chains, Long Aotian and Ling Qingxue watched helplessly as their parents, siblings, and clansmen died miserable deaths one by one.

Infants were dashed to death on stone steps, women were violated and then murdered, the elderly were hacked to death by chaotic blades... "No! This is an illusion! This is fake!"

Long Aotian roared.

"Fake?"

Qin Jiuge sneered.

"Then how about this?"

He snapped his fingers, and the illusion began to overlap with reality.

True pain was inflicted upon Long Aotian and Ling Qingxue.

They felt the agony of being pierced by swords, the despair of seeing loved ones die before them,

The powerless breakdown of seeing infants dashed to death... "Ahhh—!"

Both let out screams that didn't sound human.

Qin Jiuge watched expressionlessly.

"Only three hundred people have died? You wiped out my entire Qin Family; how is this enough?"

He continued to intensify the illusion, making them experience the destruction of their families over and over again, each time more realistic and more painful.

Simultaneously, he applied 'Time Distortion.' While only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed in the outside world, the two had already experienced the pain of Family extermination three hundred times in the illusion.

When the illusion ended, Long Aotian and Ling Qingxue had mentally collapsed. Their eyes were vacant, and saliva dripped from the corners of their mouths.

However, Qin Jiuge would not let them go mad so easily.

He injected a stream of Devilish Qi, forcibly repairing their minds and keeping them conscious.

"Awake?"

Qin Jiuge smiled.

"The good show has only just begun."

He tore through space, bringing the two directly to the capital of the Long Ao Dynasty—Long Ao City.

The city was magnificent and grand, stretching for ten thousand miles. Countless palaces floated in the air, and the Spiritual Qi was so dense it almost materialized.

The Long Ao Family resided on the floating divine mountain at the very center.

"Enemy attack—!"

Alarm bells rang out. Long Ao City's defensive Formation activated instantly, and countless Cultivators flew out from the city.

The lowest were at the Nascent Soul Stage, and there were many Mahayana and Tribulation Crossing Stage Elders among them.

"What madman dares to trespass into the Long Ao Dynasty!"

A white-bearded old man in the Late Stage of Tribulation Crossing shouted sternly. He was the Third Elder of the Long Ao Family.

Qin Jiuge didn't even look at him, simply throwing Long Aotian and Ling Qingxue onto the ground.

"That's... the Young Lord?!"

The Third Elder's pupils shrank.

"Save me... Third Elder, save me..."

Long Aotian called for help weakly.

The Third Elder was so angry he laughed.

"Good! Good! Good! To dare humiliate the Young Lord of my Long Ao Family like this, today I will surely extract your Soul and refine your spirit, torturing you for eternity!"

With a wave of his hand, ten thousand Long Ao Family elites formed a battle Formation. The light of countless Magic Treasures appeared in the sky, their Aura earth-shaking.

Qin Jiuge merely sighed softly.

"Too weak."

He raised his hand, fingers spread, and then slowly closed them into a fist.

Boom—!!!

With him as the center, an invisible ripple spread out.

Wherever it passed, space collapsed and Laws were annihilated.

Those so-called defensive Formations shattered like paper.

Ten thousand elite Cultivators didn't even have time to scream before they turned into basic particles and dissipated into the air.

The Third Elder and several other Tribulation Crossing Stage Elders discovered in horror that their cultivation was rapidly draining away.

"You... what exactly is your Realm?!"

The Third Elder asked, trembling.

"Realm?"

Qin Jiuge tilted his head.

He thought for a moment.

"Your so-called 'Immortal Realm Supreme' is probably about the level of a devil soldier under my command."

"Absurd!"

A hot-tempered Elder roared.

"An Immortal Venerable is the Peak of ten thousand worlds. How can you—"

Before he could finish, his body began to turn to ash from his feet to his head.

It wasn't an attack, but as if he were being rejected and erased by the very Laws of this world.

"See, you don't even have the qualification to listen to This King speak."

Qin Jiuge shrugged.

He looked at Long Aotian.

"This is the Family you rely on?"

As he spoke, he pressed down lightly toward the Long Ao Divine Mountain.

"No—!"

Long Aotian's eyes nearly split from strain.

The entire floating divine mountain began to collapse. The palaces, Formations, herb gardens, Scripture Pavilion... everything was disintegrating.

The Long Ao clansmen in the mountain fled in panic, but no matter where they ran, they could not escape the fate of disintegration.

Qin Jiuge deliberately slowed down the speed, allowing Long Aotian and Ling Qingxue to clearly see the miserable state of every clansman.

He even thoughtfully used Devilish Qi to amplify those screams and send them into their ears.

"Father! Mother! Sister!"

Long Aotian watched the palace at the highest point of the divine mountain—it was his parents' residence.

It turned to dust in the Devilish Qi, emitting desperate wails.

Ling Qingxue could no longer even cry, simply watching everything in a daze.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the once-glorious Long Ao Divine Mountain had completely vanished, leaving not even a scrap of debris.

The core power of the Long Ao Dynasty was thus easily erased.

But Qin Jiuge knew this was not enough.

Long Aotian's greatest reliance was not his Family, but those hundred Immortal Venerable Revered Masters and thousand Immortal Emperor harem members.

"Time to find your Revered Masters."

Qin Jiuge picked up Long Aotian.

"Come, tell This King, which Revered Master do you respect and love the most?"

Long Aotian kept his lips tightly shut, his eyes full of hatred.

"Not talking?"

Qin Jiuge laughed.

"No matter, This King will find them himself."

He pressed his hand onto the top of Long Aotian's head, forcibly searching his Soul.

Long Aotian let out a shrill scream but could not resist.

A moment later, Qin Jiuge retracted his hand.

"Found them. Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable, Sword Heart Immortal Venerable, Pill Emperor Immortal Venerable... Tsk, they really all have quite the backgrounds."

He tore through space, and his first stop was Hundred Flowers Valley.

This was the Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable's cultivation site. There were countless exotic flowers and rare herbs in the valley, and Spiritual Qi drifted down like materialized petals, making it incredibly beautiful.

The Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable was currently teaching her Disciples. She appeared to be an exquisite woman in her late teens, but her actual age exceeded a hundred thousand years.

"Hmm?"

The Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable suddenly frowned; she sensed an extremely evil Aura.

In the next instant, Qin Jiuge appeared above Hundred Flowers Valley, holding Long Aotian.

"Revered Master Hundred Flowers! Save me!"

Long Aotian acted as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

The Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable's face turned cold.

"Who dares to harm my Disciple?!"

With a wave of her delicate hand, countless petals transformed into blades and shot toward Qin Jiuge. Each petal contained the Law power of an Immortal Venerable, enough to easily kill a Mahayana Stage Cultivator.

Qin Jiuge didn't even look at those attacks, simply saying faintly, "Noisy."

Puff!

The Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable's attack disintegrated on its own in mid-air. She herself was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out a large mouthful of blood and slumping to the ground.

"How is this possible..."

She looked at Qin Jiuge in disbelief.

"You... you are not from this world?!"

"You have some insight."

Qin Jiuge nodded.

"However, it's too late."

He reached out and grabbed her; the Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable's body flew uncontrollably to him.

"I heard you dote on this Disciple very much?"

Qin Jiuge smiled.

"Even personally initiating him on his fifteenth birthday..."

The Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable's face turned deathly pale.

"You... how do you know..."

That was the most private secret between her and Long Aotian.

When Long Aotian was fifteen, she had engaged in Dual Cultivation with him.

Afterward, she became a member of Long Aotian's harem, though they still called each other Revered Master and Disciple to the outside world.

"There are many things This King knows."

Qin Jiuge said coldly.

"For instance, to please him, you once slaughtered a small School that refused to offer up its young girls. Three thousand people in the entire School, with not a single survivor."

The Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable trembled all over.

Qin Jiuge wasted no more words. A bizarre rune condensed in his hand and was slapped into her body.

"Ahhh—!"

The Hundred Flowers Immortal Venerable let out a shrill scream as her cultivation began to reverse.

Her Immortal Venerable Realm collapsed, falling to Immortal Emperor, Immortal King, Golden Immortal... and finally turning into a Mortal with no cultivation at all.