Chapter 760 - 381: Punishment; The Separation Begins

Chapter 760: Chapter 381: Punishment; The Separation Begins

"Let go of me!!"

Bai Ye roared in fury, his voice filled with unwillingness and despair. His roars, like those of an enraged lion, echoed through the gloomy space, only to be mercilessly swallowed by the surrounding silence. "I have never killed an Immortal Official! This is a setup!!"

His eyes were bloodshot, like two blazing flames, their fiery light threatening to burn away the endless darkness.

He thrashed wildly, trying to break free from the ethereal chains binding him, but it was all in vain. His Nascent Soul trembled within him as his Cultivation was drained away like a receding tide. The loss of Power filled his heart with boundless terror.

「Hall of Ten Thousand Races, Transmission Space.」

Cheng Zongyang quietly observed Lin Feng, who had regained his senses. His gaze held both majesty and a hint of imperceptible expectation. After a moment, he spoke with a detached expression, "Let’s go. I’ll take you to see something."

His voice echoed in the vast space, seemingly carrying an irresistible force. Every syllable landed like a heavy hammer striking the ground, producing a dull thud.

"Yes, my lord!" Lin Feng replied with utmost respect, cupping his hands.

’I thought I was a dead man,’ he thought, filled with awe and gratitude, ’but to my surprise, my lord actually saved me.’

He knew that his destiny was about to take a new turn.

’Immortal Official,’ he mused. ’This brand-new identity was bestowed upon me by my lord, and I will become the very first Immortal Official in the Immortal Realm.’

「Immortal Realm Celestial Prison.」

As Bai Ye roared in madness, two figures suddenly emerged from the endless lightning. The bolts of lightning, which had been raging all around like furious, baring dragons, seemed to retract some of their frenzied aura the moment the pair appeared.

Cheng Zongyang and Lin Feng approached slowly, their steps steady and powerful. Each footfall seemed to land on Bai Ye’s very heartstrings.

Bai Ye’s eyes widened as he watched the two draw near, his gaze filled with shock and horror.

"You... It’s actually you!!" Bai Ye’s voice was hoarse and shrill. He never imagined that Lin Feng—the one he had captured and attempted to possess—would turn out to be an Immortal Official of the Realm of Ten Thousand Races!

"No! How can you be an Immortal Official?!" Bai Ye remained in disbelief. ’A mere Qi Cultivation practitioner, and clearly Lin Changfeng’s disciple... How could he possibly become an Immortal Official?!’

Cheng Zongyang did not speak, merely watching Bai Ye with a blank expression, his eyes devoid of any ripple.

Lin Feng, however, stepped forward, his tone icy. "The position of Immortal Official was bestowed by my lord. Bai Ye, for attacking an Immortal Official without cause, you have received your just deserts! But this vessel is my body, so count yourself lucky!"

His voice was cold and majestic, as if he were pronouncing a sentence in his capacity as an Immortal Official.

Lin Feng walked up to Bai Ye, whose Cultivation had already been drained down to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The next moment, Bai Ye’s Nascent Soul was extracted. Then, under Cheng Zongyang’s control, Lin Feng’s Primordial Spirit merged back into his body.

Soon, having retaken control of his body, Lin Feng quickly recovered with Cheng Zongyang’s help, granted a new lease on life.

Bai Ye’s Nascent Soul, bound by ropes of lightning, was brought slowly before Cheng Zongyang. Its Divine Thought roared at Cheng Zongyang, "Who are you?! Let me go!!"

Within the Celestial Prison, darkness and lightning intertwined, churning up a terrifying and oppressive atmosphere. The endless darkness seemed to want to devour one’s very soul, while the flashing lightning was like the Grim Reaper’s scythe, ready to harvest life at any moment.

Cheng Zongyang’s face was illuminated by the flickering lightning, and a voice of supreme authority, as cold as the sound of divine might itself, echoed throughout the Celestial Prison:

"I am the master of the Realm of Ten Thousand Races!"

In that instant, Bai Ye’s Nascent Soul froze. The lightning chains around it flickered with an eerie light, and its face was a mask of despair.

"How... How is this possible!" Bai Ye trembled. He never thought that the man before him was actually the master of the Realm of Ten Thousand Races. The legendary Immortal!!

Cheng Zongyang looked at Bai Ye and slightly raised his hand. A flash of light shot past, and a massive judgment platform materialized at Bai Ye’s feet.

On the platform, all sorts of mysterious runes shimmered, as if declaring the majesty and justice of the Immortal Realm to Bai Ye.

With a light wave of his hand, a beam of light enveloped Bai Ye. Bai Ye was immediately struck by an immense pressure that rendered him immobile, forcing him to his knees on the judgment platform.

Now recovered, Lin Feng stood respectfully just behind Cheng Zongyang, watching with a blank expression as Bai Ye’s Nascent Soul was bound to the judgment platform.

The next moment, a bolt of lightning seemed to emerge from the void, instantly striking Bai Ye’s Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul could not speak, and its Divine Thought was suppressed, rendering it completely silent. It could only endure the heavenly lightning punishment on the judgment platform!

Bolt after bolt of lightning descended. With each strike, the Nascent Soul grew weaker, its form gradually becoming more transparent.

"Let’s go," Cheng Zongyang said simply before turning to leave. Upon hearing this, Lin Feng immediately cupped his hands in acknowledgment and hurried to follow.

A vortex appeared, and the two stepped into it one after another.

Of course, Lin Feng did not know that everything in the Celestial Prison had been a performance for his benefit.

It was all to show him the punishments of the Celestial Prison and to make him understand that the master of this world could control anyone’s life and death, even if his personal Cultivation wasn’t high!

In the Realm of Ten Thousand Races, he didn’t need Cultivation at all to control everything.

However, the punishments were real. Each bolt of lightning that struck the Nascent Soul would temper it, purging useless things like Bai Ye’s memories. In the end, it would be refined into pure Energy for him to absorb.