271: Chapter 272 Why should we, as cultivators, need compassion?

He finally understood.

The young man before him was simply a madman without any emotions or moral bottom line!

A thorough and utter Devil Head who would stop at nothing to achieve his goals!

"I... will kill you!"

Killing intent flashed in Emperor Qiren's eyes. He suddenly raised his hand, wanting to eradicate this devil on the spot.

However, his raised hand was illusory; it was completely unable to condense any magic power.

He was merely a Divine Thought about to dissipate.

He possessed supreme Realm and insights in vain, but could not utilize even a sliver of power.

"Heh."

Gu Changsheng watched his appearance—wanting to kill him but being powerless to do so—and the mockery on his face deepened.

"Senior, don't waste your effort."

"You are currently nothing more than a remnant soul that cannot even crush an ant."

"You cannot kill me."

Hearing this, Emperor Qiren's face revealed endless regret and despair.

He regretted it!

He regretted why he had told this Devil Head the secret of the shackles of heaven and earth!

He had personally unleashed a devil capable of destroying everything upon this world!

"Rest assured."

Gu Changsheng seemed to see through his thoughts and said with a smile, "The chaotic world will not arrive immediately."

"This requires a long-term layout."

"I will start by inciting wars between some small Schools, then, slowly, lead the flames of war toward those Holy Lands, toward those immortal Imperial Dynasties."

"Eventually, a world-shaking war that sweeps across the five regions and affects all races will completely erupt!"

"By then, countless Cultivators will fall in this great catastrophe, and their spiritual power will become the stepping stones for my Immortal Ascension!"

With every word Gu Changsheng spoke, Emperor Qiren's complexion paled.

By the end, his already illusory figure had become nearly transparent.

"You... you devil... you will not die a good death..."

He used his last sliver of strength to issue a spiteful curse.

Gu Changsheng heard this but shrugged indifferently.

"Thank you for your kind words, Senior."

"However, in this Junior's view, only the weak would pin their hopes on ethereal curses."

Having said that, he formed his fingers into a sword, and a sharp Sword Qi shot out from his fingertips.

That Sword Qi did not attack Emperor Qiren's Incarnation.

Instead, it slashed directly onto the nine-colored lotus throne that carried the root of his Divine Thought.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the lotus throne made of nine-colored immortal gold was slashed in two on the spot.

Having lost the support of its root, Emperor Qiren's already illusory figure could no longer be maintained.

"No..."

Amidst a roar of unwillingness, he completely transformed into specks of light, dissipating into the air.

The last trace of this Benevolent Great Emperor, who had achieved merits covering the ages and was revered by all races, was thus completely erased from this world by Gu Changsheng.

Watching Emperor Qiren's last Divine Thought Incarnation completely collapse and dissipate before him, there was not the slightest ripple on Gu Changsheng's face.

"Pedantic."

He faintly spat out these two words, which served as his final evaluation of this Great Emperor.

In his view, this Emperor Qiren was simply stupid to the extreme.

He had clearly reached the final step of Immortal Ascension, yet he dared not take it because he was concerned about the lives of those so-called Mortal ants.

In the end, he could only pass away here in regret and unwillingness.

It was simply a huge joke.

"Cultivation is inherently about the word 'struggle'."

"Struggle against heaven, struggle against earth, struggle against people!"

"Hesitating and being soft-hearted, how can one ascend to that supreme Peak?"

Gu Changsheng sneered in his heart.

He never considered himself a good person.

To achieve his goals, he could use any means necessary.

The so-called Mortals and so-called ordinary Cultivators were, in his eyes, merely pieces on a chessboard, stepping stones on his path to eternal life.

He even remembered that back then, in order to obtain the two supreme classics of the Zifu Sword Pavilion and the Xuanhuang Immortal Mansion.

He had secretly incited a chaotic war between the three great Holy Lands of the Eastern Region.

That battle was fought until the heavens collapsed and the earth cracked, with blood flowing like rivers.

Countless Cultivators fell in the war.

There were also countless Mortals who turned into dust in the aftermath of the Holy Land battle.

After that battle, the population of the entire Eastern Region directly plummeted by thirty percent.

But so what?

In the end, he successfully obtained what he wanted.

Those dead ants, their sacrifices, were valuable.

Gu Changsheng withdrew his thoughts and cast his gaze toward the nine-colored lotus throne that he had split in two with one sword strike.

In the center of the lotus throne, an ancient scripture flashing with six-colored divine light was quietly floating there.

Gu Changsheng reached out and beckoned, and the scripture flew into his hands.

"《Six Paths Reincarnation Technique》?"

Gu Changsheng opened the scripture and just took a rough glance, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The grade of this Cultivation Technique was extremely high!

It was not even inferior to the Taixu Imperial Scripture he had obtained!

"Heh, this Emperor Qiren really had good calculations."

Gu Changsheng understood instantly.

This 《Six Paths Reincarnation Technique》 was Emperor Qiren's true orthodox Legacy.

He had hidden the Cultivation Technique within the lotus throne, waiting for the appearance of his so-called "ideal successor".

It was a pity that he couldn't wait for that "fated person" with kind thoughts.

Instead, he waited for him, a Devil Head whose Dao Heart was completely contrary to his own.

Now that he was dead and his Dao had vanished, this supreme Legacy naturally became his gain.

"The Legacy is severed here."

Gu Changsheng shook his head and casually tossed this Imperial Scripture, which was enough to make all Cultivators in the world go crazy, into his Storage Ring.

He took stock of his gains from entering Emperor Qiren's Tomb this time.

It could be said that the harvest was quite abundant.

But for him, these things could not compare to the most important piece of information he had obtained.

That was the secret regarding the "shackles of heaven and earth".

Knowing this secret, he could lay out his plans in advance to pave the way for his future assault on the Immortal position.

"Yi ya!"

Just then, a shrill cry of terror interrupted Gu Changsheng's thoughts.

He turned to look and saw the six stalks of immortal divine medicine that he had just "let go" were currently huddled at the palace entrance, all trembling with fear.

They had witnessed with their own eyes how Gu Changsheng had forced Emperor Qiren to his death, and how he had shattered the lotus throne, completely annihilating his Divine Thought.

In their eyes, this man was now synonymous with a devil.

Gu Changsheng looked at their terrified appearance, and a kind smile appeared on his face.

"Everyone, there is no need to panic."

"Thank you for leading the way for me. To show my gratitude, I have decided to grant you a great fortune."

As he spoke, he walked slowly toward those stalks of divine medicine.

Upon hearing this, those stalks of divine medicine were not happy; instead, they trembled even more violently.

They instinctively sensed a fatal crisis.

One of the divine medicines reacted the fastest; it shrieked and turned to run away.

However, it was already too late.

"Want to run?"

Gu Changsheng sneered and waved his large hand.

A large net condensed from magic power instantly enveloped all six stalks of divine medicine.

"Since we are fated, then don't leave. Stay behind and become a part of me."

He tightened the net and packed all six stalks of invaluable immortal divine medicine into his Storage Ring, preparing to slowly refine them after returning to improve his cultivation.

After finishing all this, he clapped his hands, his expression unchanged in the slightest.

"Weakness is the original sin."