190: Chapter 190 The Tortured Moon Goddess

Her Divine Soul was forcibly stripped away, and her strongest trump card was being toyed with by the opponent as if it were a mere plaything.

The Moon Goddess had never imagined that she would one day fall into such a humiliating and wretched state.

She was forced to tilt her head back, looking at the face inches away from her, which bore a faint, mocking smile.

Those cold eyes were filled with endless humiliation and resentment.

But, she was the Moon Goddess!

She was one of the Three Divine Lords who had wielded the authority of the Heaven Burial Palace for ten thousand years!

Her pride and her dignity would not allow her to bow her head before an ant from the Lower Realm!

“Ant... don't you dare think you can make me submit!”

The Moon Goddess gritted her silver teeth, each word squeezed out from between them, carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

“By humiliating me today, you have made an enemy of the entire Heaven Burial Palace! Do you truly think that with just this small Inner Heaven and Earth, you can sleep soundly?”

“I'm telling you, the ‘Heavenly Liquidation Grand Array’ has reached its final stage! In ten years at most, the Law nodes of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths will be completely connected! At that time, the Palace Master will personally lead hundreds of millions of immortal troops to descend!”

“When that day comes, I will personally watch as you are captured, and watch as your true spirit is used to light a ten-thousand-year heavenly lamp, suffering the agony of eternal burning! Every woman by your side will become the lowliest plaything, unable to live and unable to die!”

Her words were malicious to the extreme.

She tried to use the incomparable and terrifying foundation of the Heaven Burial Palace to intimidate Su Yun and reclaim the last shred of her dignity.

However, after hearing her out, the expression on Su Yun's face did not change in the slightest, though a dangerous glint flashed in those pitch-black eyes.

“Threatening me?”

Su Yun gave a cold laugh.

“It seems you still haven't figured out your current situation.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a small cluster of purple-gold flame ignited at his fingertip with a 'whoosh'.

The Supreme Soul Refining Fire!

As soon as this fire appeared, the surrounding temperature seemed to rise significantly.

The Moon Goddess's translucent Divine Soul instinctively felt a shudder.

This fire possessed a natural and extreme restraining power over the Divine Soul!

“You... what do you want to do?!” For the first time, the Moon Goddess's voice carried a hint of trembling.

Su Yun did not answer her, but slowly and deliberately moved the cluster of purple-gold flame toward the hem of the Moon Goddess's illusory yet incredibly magnificent soul-dress.

Sizzle—

A faint sound, like a branding iron searing flesh, rang out.

The purple-gold flame touched the hem of the Moon Goddess's dress.

“Ah!”

The Moon Goddess instantly let out a shrill scream, her entire Divine Soul twisting violently.

That was not physical pain, but a severe agony originating from her Divine Soul's Origin, being burned and refined alive!

That kind of pain was ten thousand times more terrifying than any physical torture!

She could clearly feel her Divine Soul's Origin being refined and dissolved bit by bit by that purple-gold flame!

“Stop! Stop it at once!”

The Moon Goddess struggled frantically, trying to evade the lethal flame.

But Su Yun's fingers were like an insurmountable mountain, firmly pinning her jaw in place, making her unable to move even a fraction.

She could only watch helplessly as the hem of her soul-dress was incinerated bit by bit by the fire, turning into the purest soul energy and dissipating into the air.

That sense of helplessness and despair drove her nearly insane.

However, even though the pain made her Divine Soul shudder, she still bit her lip hard, refusing to utter a single plea for mercy.

Her lofty pride was what sustained her.

“Husband, you can't do it like this.”

Just then, a soul-seductively charming voice rang out from the side.

Zi Yun walked over with a swaying, water-snake-like waist, smiling sweetly as she leaned against Su Yun's side.

She reached out a slender jade finger and tapped the Moon Goddess's beautiful face, which was distorted by pain, saying with a giggle:

“When dealing with this kind of woman who always puts on airs and considers herself an iceberg Fairy, simple physical torture is useless.”

“Her Dao Heart was tempered to be incredibly hard by ten thousand years of aloofness and conceit. The more you torture her, the more she will feel that this is a test for her Dao Heart, and she will resist even more stubbornly.”

Zi Yun's gaze was like she was looking at an interesting toy, filled with malicious calculation.

“To break her, you have to start digging from the heart.”

Su Yun raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, stopped his movements, and looked at her with interest: “Oh? Do you have a good idea?”

“Of course.”

Zi Yun gave a confident smile, a smile that made the Moon Goddess's heart go cold.

She knew that this woman, who looked incredibly seductive, was more ruthless and poisonous than anyone at her core!

Zi Yun clapped her hands and called out charmingly toward the shadows not far away:

“Qing Yu, come here and let this high and mighty Moon Goddess Hall Master see what you look like now.”

A figure in the shadows heard the voice and immediately came crawling out.

It was indeed Ye Qingyu.

At this moment, where was there even a hint of the coldness and pride of the Star-Moon Saintess left in her?

Like the most submissive pet dog, she crawled to Zi Yun's feet.

She used her cheek to affectionately rub against the hem of Zi Yun's dress, making satisfied 'wuwu' sounds from her throat.

Those eyes that were once filled with resentment and unwillingness were now only left with endless emptiness and numbness.

As well as that spark of morbid fanaticism that only lit up when she saw Zi Yun.

Looking at this scene, the Moon Goddess's cold eyes fluctuated violently for the first time.

Ye Qingyu!

This was the cauldron she had spent over a hundred years of painstaking effort to cultivate!

The perfect vessel she intended to use to hold the ‘Great Ominous’ Origin and help her break through to a higher Realm in the future!

To cultivate Ye Qingyu, she had poured in a vast amount of resources.

She had even personally acted to erase part of her emotions, shaping her into a cold and arrogant Puppet who only knew how to obey her orders.

But now...

Her most perfect 'artwork' had actually turned into a dog that only knew how to wag its tail and beg for pity, without even a shred of self-will?!

This intense visual shock and psychological gap caused a trembling crack to finally appear in the Moon Goddess's rock-solid Dao Heart.

“How is it, Moon Goddess Hall Master?”

Zi Yun giggled, kicked Ye Qingyu aside, and then squatted down to look the Moon Goddess in the eye.

“This work you're so proud of was slightly modified by me. Isn't she... even cuter?”

“You... you demon!” The Moon Goddess's voice became somewhat hoarse due to fear.

“A demon? I wouldn't dare claim that.”

Zi Yun laughed heartily.

“I just feel that a high and mighty Saintess should look like a Saintess. Isn't it better like this? No worries, no pain, just being obedient to get a reward from the master.”

Zi Yun's words were like a poisoned knife, stabbing ruthlessly into the Moon Goddess's heart.

Su Yun watched the Moon Goddess's gaze, which had finally begun to waver, and knew the timing was just right.

He opened his palm, and the black glass bead sealing the ‘Turbid Great Ominous’ Origin appeared in his hand once again.

“You exhausted all your schemes wanting to obtain the power of this thing.”

Su Yun's voice was filled with demonic temptation.

“Now, I will grant your wish.”

As he spoke, under the Moon Goddess's terrified gaze, Su Yun's fingers suddenly exerted force.

Crack!

That incredibly hard black glass bead was crushed by him!

A surge of filthy, decadent black Devilish Qi, filled with primal desires, gushed out from within.

“No! Don't!”

The Moon Goddess let out a desperate scream.

She knew better than anyone how terrifying this power was!

It could pollute the Dao Heart, corrupt the Divine Soul, and drag the most noble deity into the filthiest abyss of desire!

Before, she only wanted to utilize this power, not undergo Fusion with it!

However, Su Yun gave her no chance to resist.

With a wave of his hand, that extremely filthy black Devilish Qi seemed to find an outlet.

It scrambled frantically to pour into the Moon Goddess's pure and flawless, ice-clear Divine Soul!

“Ah—!”

The shrill scream echoed throughout the entire Inner Heaven and Earth.

The Moon Goddess's translucent Divine Soul was tainted by the black Qi, churning and twisting violently.

She could feel her Divine Soul's Origin, which she had maintained for ten thousand years as pure as ice and snow.

It was being ruthlessly defiled and eroded by surges of filthy, viscous power filled with primal desires!

The Moon Goddess, who was originally proud and holy, who specialized in setting traps for others and viewed the passions and desires of sentient beings as playthings.

For the first time, she personally experienced the fear and collapse of having her Origin polluted by evil thoughts.

Her reason, her pride, her everything was tottering under the wash of this black Qi.

“No... no...”

The Moon Goddess's Divine Soul gradually stabilized under the erosion of the black Qi.

But her gaze had changed.

In the depths of those eyes that were originally as cold as ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, an extremely abnormal layer of eerie, seductive crimson now surfaced.

Her breathing became hurried.

An abnormal flush also appeared on that stunningly beautiful face.

The Moon Goddess bit her lip hard, trying to use pain to maintain the last shred of clarity.

Bright red soul-blood seeped from the corner of her lips, giving her a poignantly beautiful and fallen aesthetic.

“You... don't think... you can make me... submit...”

She squeezed out a few words intermittently from her throat.

Her voice, however, unconsciously carried a hint of trembling and a softness that even she herself hadn't noticed.

Su Yun gave a low laugh as he looked at her state—clearly moved by passion, yet still stubbornly holding on.

He reached out his finger, gently stroking her trembling, delicate lips, feeling the cool and soft sensation.

His voice, however, sounded like a demon's whisper in her ear.

“No rush.”

“I have plenty of patience.”

“We shall... play slowly.”