This is the situation Gu Sheng is in, and itâs the same for others over there.
As long as these Death Soldiers have a breath left, they have never given up resisting.
Feeling the power of these Death Soldiers, Gu Sheng and the others were also driven into fury. The more they fought, the more fiercely they fought, and both sides were embroiled in combat. Gu Sheng went all out, with each move being lethal.
The Fire Spirit Dagger continuously swung, and heads rolled to the ground one by one.
To Gu Shengâs surprise, even after the heads of these Death Soldiers hit the ground, their bodies could still move, as if they wouldnât fall until the last ounce of strength was drained.
Holding his breath, Gu Sheng knocked them down one by one.
It took them a full two hours to kill all the Death Soldiers.
Looking at the bodies apart from the heads, Gu Sheng exhaled a murky breath.
"I didnât expect them to be so persistent. No wonder King Luo and Saint Ya want to cultivate more Death Soldiers. When these Death Soldiers act desperately, even if decapitated, they unleash Divine Power. In the Jianghu, there are indeed very few living people who can compare. After all, people become fearful when their lives are at stake, but they donât."
"Yes, if it werenât for you leading the fight today, we might have been intimidated. Gu Sheng, something is clearly wrong with these Death Soldiers; they act like theyâre possessed."
"Indeed, keep an eye on that living one. Weâre going back to find Wushuang Taoist; she should know whatâs going on."
Shi Lou tightened the rope in his hands and added another layer of iron chains.
"Brother Sheng, donât worry, Iâll keep an eye on him throughout the journey."
Turning to look, Gu Sheng raised his hand and directly covered the Death Soldier with the Small Top.
Seeing his action, Shi Lou said, "Brother Sheng, Iâm fine."
"Iâm not afraid heâll retaliate against you; Iâm afraid heâll take his own life. This is the only living one; nothing can happen to him. If he seeks death, our efforts will be in vain. With the Small Tripod, he canât die even if he wants to; he must come back with us."
Understanding the situation, Shi Lou nodded: "Iâll make sure to watch him this time."
With the only living one in tow, they returned to Yunhai.
They had just left for a day when Luo Qin, furious, withdrew his people from the recruitment meeting.
Looking at his subordinates, he cursed in anger, "If it werenât for your incompetence, we wouldnât be unable to recruit anyone!"
Hearing this, his subordinates felt wronged but dared not speak.
The situation was clearly his doing; why blame them in the end?
The crowd dared not speak up, dared not express anger, and could only hang their heads and accept the scolding.
After a long scolding, Luo Qin felt a little relieved.
Looking towards the shadows, he clapped his hands as usual.
However, there was no movement in the shadows as usual, only a dead silence.
For a moment, Luo Qinâs suppressed anger surged again.
"Are you all deaf? Didnât hear my order, did you? Get out here now!"
He roared, his subordinates flinched in fear, but there was still no movement in the shadows.
Luo Qin was extremely angry and strode towards the shadows.
After walking for a long time without seeing his Death Soldiers, his anger grew even more.
As he was striding forward, he stepped on something, nearly tripping him over. At that moment, his anger burst forth uncontrollably, and he began to curse.
As he cursed, he realized the thing on the ground stopped his words abruptly.
Looking at the iron chain, his pupils contracted sharply.
He quickly bent down to pick it up, feeling its aura, and Luo Qinâs face instantly turned pale.
"Impossible! My Death Soldiers are invulnerable; how could they possibly die? This is impossible! Someone come, find the whereabouts of the Death Soldiers for me!"
With his order, his subordinates immediately began searching.
Soon, several iron chains were delivered into Luo Qinâs hands.
These iron chains were worn by his Death Soldiers, considered a symbol of the Qingcheng Sect, and served as their defense weapon. Once worn, they wouldnât be removed unless they died.
Now the people were gone, but so many iron chains were left. Luo Qin felt chills down his spine, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
"How can this be? Even I couldnât kill them; who on earth could?"
Hearing his words, his subordinate cautiously asked, "Young master, is it possible they removed the chains and escaped themselves?"
As soon as he spoke, Luo Qin slapped him across the face.
"Nonsense! They are Death Soldiers; the moment they were crafted, they pledged loyalty to me. Theyâll never betray me unless theyâre dead! The chains are the same; they can only be removed upon their death!"
At that moment, his subordinates dared not speak.
They had been with Luo Qin for years, having some understanding of the Death Soldiers, knowing that even Luo Qin wasnât a match. Whoever did it must be as strong as or stronger than King Luo.
While others speculated, Luo Qin trembled with anger.
"Go back! Find my father!"
After a few steps, Luo Qin stopped and turned to say to his subordinates, "Report this to Saint Ya and have her come to King Luoâs Mansion quickly."
His subordinates nodded and promptly did as instructed.
Meanwhile, on the road back to Yunhai, Gu Sheng frequently glanced at that person.
He tried to communicate with him, but he remained silent.
After days of traveling, during a rare rest, Gu Sheng looked at him again.
"I know youâre a Death Soldier, but you are now out of the Luo familyâs control. If youâre willing to say something, I might spare your life."
Gu Sheng offered his best bargain, yet the person remained silent, without a flicker in his eyes.
At that moment, Gu Sheng even wondered if heâd caught a man or a piece of wood.
"All the Death Soldiers you were with have died; only you survived. If you tell me about Luo Qin, I can give you a new identity, a life beyond their control. You could live freely. Donât you think your life is worth more than one of their commands?"
Gu Sheng tried to persuade, but the other person was unmoved, not even glancing at him.
Shi Lou became impatient and threw a punch.
Though he struck, the man remained unscathed, while Shi Lou howled in pain.
"Brother Sheng, whatâs on him? Why is the counterattack so strong!"
Examining the man again, Gu Sheng said calmly, "Give him to Wushuang Taoist when we return. If he doesnât want to live, weâll dissect him for study and observation."
Realizing Gu Sheng intended to intimidate, Shi Lou quickly nodded in agreement.
"Perfect, Iâve always wanted to know why heâs invincible, and Iâve imagined countless ways to dissect his body. Brother Sheng, may I use poison on him?"
"You may. To me, heâs just a dead man. Do whatever you wish, practice your killing skills, and try all those rarely used methods on him, let him see some colors."
The two discussed ways to kill him in front of the man. Despite Shi Louâs harsh words, the manâs expression never changed.
Speaking for a long time made Shi Louâs mouth dry, while the man seemed unaffected, frustrating Shi Lou.
"Oh, a hard bone indeed. I love gnawing on tough bones like you. Brother Sheng, letâs hurry back; Iâm eager to kill him."
Gu Sheng nodded and led them on their way.
After two more days of traveling, they finally returned to Yunhai.
Upon sensing their presence, Wushuang Taoist appeared, smiling.
Seeing Wushuang Taoist, Hong Mei rushed forward.
"Master, I missed you so much."
"You girl, youâre already managing a sect, yet still act like a child. You make everyone laugh."
Wushuang Taoist spoke this way, but her hands gently stroked Hong Meiâs head all the while.