Southern Border, Ten Thousand Poisons Sect headquarters.
Inside the vast hall, several white-haired old men stared grimly at the pile of mangled flesh before them, exchanging dismayed looks.
"Dragon Centipede and Cicada are dead!"
"Their Life Gu shattered. They could not even be saved—their souls scattered and returned to the Netherworld. Even if they could reappear in this world, they would no longer be the people they once were."
The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect elders' eyes brimmed with shock and fury. As the overlords of the Southern Border, they had long grown accustomed to doing as they pleased among the various Miao clans, taking whatever they desired. Not to mention True Persons, even ordinary disciples of their sect rarely met violent deaths. Yet now, they had suffered such a disastrous loss.
".The Sword Pavilion?"
"The Sword Pavilion's hidden agent sent word that True Person Demon-Sweeping had dispatched his newly Foundation Establishment disciple here. Could he have killed Dragon Centipede and Cicada?"
"Newly Foundation Establishment?"
"How could that be!"
"It is not entirely impossible. Have you forgotten the Sword Pavilion's ways? They say he has only just reached Foundation Establishment, but in truth, he is probably another old Foundation Establishment cultivator returning anew."
"Oh, then it is no surprise."
The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect's Life Gu was an unusual method. It contained a trace of the true spirit of the sect's True Persons and could be used to draw back their souls at a critical moment.
By rights, even if True Person Dragon Centipede and True Person Cicada died outside, the pull of their Life Gu should at least have preserved a sliver of life. They could reincarnate and begin again, and after a century or so, they might have had a chance to return to the Foundation Establishment realm. Yet