In the Pure Land World, the first winter snow had just begun to melt.
The seasons ran in reverse, and they had now reached the third season: autumn.
A bleak, cold wind swept through.
Golden wheat stalks swayed in the air.
"Ha... newcomers at last."
Tie Wu circled the more than one hundred bewildered Soul Spirits standing before him. After looking them over, he found their quality quite good and smiled in satisfaction.
These Soul Spirits merely looked dull-witted.
But every one of them was full of "spirit."
This meant their extraordinary aptitudes in life had been quite good, and taming them later would be quick as well.
"Qingci, I'll leave these Soul Spirits to you."
Gu Shen had sent all the more than one hundred Source Tower transcendents aboard the cloudship to their deaths.
There was no other reason.
Mercy toward one's enemies was cruelty toward oneself.
These transcendents were not particularly strong. Some of the young divine envoy candidates were only around the third rank... but if they were allowed to leave alive, who knew what might happen in the future?
Take Jia Wei as an example.
Before becoming the highly sought-after Great Knight of the City of Light, he had merely been an insignificant foot soldier in the Judicators Corps.
Back when the Temple of Light attacked the River Styx.
Jia Wei had survived by sheer luck.
No one had likely imagined then... that he would climb all the way to become a Bastion in the end!
Even if Gu Shen would become the King of the Underworld in the future, he did not want another Jia Wei to emerge among his enemies.
So these people had to die.
Gu Shen directly destroyed Yunhu's Soul Thought on the spot.
That man was a divine envoy of the