Are All Those Surnamed Gu This Powerful?

"Old Mother Wusheng, Vast Home!"

An ethereal voice echoed by his ears as slender jade fingers lightly tapped before his eyes. At that instant, Duoyan shuddered all over, as though his soul had left his body and returned to eternal tranquility.

Gu Xiaosang's jade-white fingertips seemed to collapse time and space, forming an incomparably profound yet peaceful black hole.

The Vast Home, the destination of all living beings!

With a single finger from Gu Xiaosang, Duoyan seemed to lose his soul. He abandoned all resistance and evasion, a serene smile on his face as he willingly stepped forward, like a wanderer impatient to return home.

"Is this some kind of demonic art?"

Seeing this, Little Meng's mouth fell open and did not close for a long while.

Before Gu Xiaosang's finger, the incomparably mighty Duoyan seemed... utterly unable to resist!

What was even more horrifying came afterward.

"Old Mother Wusheng, Vast Home!"

Her fingertip gently brushed Duoyan's brow. Gu Xiaosang solemnly uttered an incantation, her voice like a silver bell, clear and ethereal.

"Old Mother Wusheng, Vast Home!"

After Gu Xiaosang spoke the incantation, Duoyan actually revealed a peaceful, joyous smile, like an infant returned to its mother's embrace.

"Bzz..."

A faint tremor sounded.

Duoyan's body suddenly swelled like an inflated balloon. Then it rapidly contracted; his skin withered, his muscles sank, and his entire body turned into a hunched dried corpse.

At the same time, streams of blood-red light gathered at his brow and flowed into Gu Xiaosang's fingertips.

"Old Mother Wusheng, Vast Home!"

Duoyan slowly and limply collapsed to the ground, yet he was still joyfully chanting the incantation. His voice grew softer and softer until... there was no sound at all.

"Whew..."

After letting out a long breath, Gu Xiaosang seemed to have received a great tonic.