He swung the long scepter.
Crimson light burst from its head, sweeping in every direction and engulfing the entire Yellow Springs World.
There were no more shouts, no more flashes of blades.
In an instant, the world returned to peace.
Gu Qingshan landed lightly in front of Atley.
"How should I put it? Advice like that only works on minors. You've all existed since the Ancient Era, and every one of you should be responsible for your own actions. There's nothing about you worth forgiving or sympathizing with."
"—Besides, I already gave you a chance."
Gu Qingshan gently stroked the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King Scepter and looked toward Atley.
Countless scattered specks of light gathered from all around and sank into the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King Scepter.
The scepter made a soft, faint sucking sound.
Gu Qingshan continued, "Just as the Curtain once told Reneedol, let's not meet again in the next life—Atley, go be reborn."
Atley stared at him, his heart swelling with boundless fear, then filling with rage and hatred.
"Rod, you'll regret this."
After saying that, he strode toward the waters of the Forgetfulness River.
Gu Qingshan smiled but said nothing.
Suddenly, a pair of slender jade hands settled on the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King Scepter.
Mountain Girl's voice rang out with them.
"No, he won't regret it."
Atley's body stiffened, an expression of unwillingness spreading across his face.
He turned to Mountain Girl and said with difficulty, "You're nothing but his lowly servant—"
Mountain Girl replied coldly, "I'm not a servant. I'm a sword, and a sword is a weapon for killing."
Atley's body burst apart with a roar, turning into scattered specks of light that sank into the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King Scepter.
The Ghost King Scepter kept chewing.
Gu Qingshan sighed. "Why did you have to kill him?"