This Seat Will Send You Off With Merit!

Lu Changsheng was like an ancient god of slaughter.

He didn't pursue, but slowly raised his right claw, which was burning with golden flames, a trace of desperate madness flashing in his eyes.

"I'll use merit to send you off!"

He waved his hand fiercely.

That wisp of Great Dao Merit origin, forcibly extracted, did not transform into any magnificent divine ability for killing.

Instead, he directly used it as a projectile, splitting into three dazzling golden lights that, with incredible speed, smashed heavily towards the three fleeing figures.

The Phoenix Clan elder and the two remaining Dragon Clan soldiers were desperately fleeing, their protective barriers and escape lights pushed to their limits.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The golden lights easily struck their violent protective magical power.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any heart-wrenching pain.

But the act of these three blood-soaked Mystic Immortals forcibly resisting and consuming that wisp of golden light with their protective demonic power was, in the perception of the Primordial Land's Heavenly Dao, an unforgivable grave sin!

Damaging Great Dao Merit would incur boundless karma!

In an instant, the swirling Sha mist above Phoenix Fall Valley was instantly cleared, and the sky turned as black as ink.

Dense, solidified black karma, like cold chains, appeared out of thin air, tightly entangling the three of them, directly locking down the surrounding void.

"This... this is the karma of heavenly punishment?!"

The Phoenix Clan elder felt the destructive will that surpassed all beings, his body stiffening, and he looked up in despair.

"Rumble!"

Heavenly might descended.

Three Purple Heaven Divine Lightning bolts, as thick as water vats, carrying the merciless will to erase all karma, struck down from the nine heavens without warning!

"No!"

The Phoenix Clan elder, who was fleeing at the forefront, only had time to let out a shrill scream.

Under the crushing heavenly punishment of the Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, their bodies, magical treasures, and even their Primordial Spirits instantly shattered into the most basic spiritual energy particles, dissipating into the heavens and earth.

Their forms and spirits were utterly destroyed.

Not even a trace was left behind.

"Hoo..."

Watching the three Mystic Immortals completely erased from this world by the heavenly lightning.

The golden flames on Lu Changsheng's body instantly extinguished.

His legs went weak, and he directly knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, his face as pale as gold paper.

"Cough... cough..."

Lu Changsheng coughed out a mouthful of dark golden blood, feeling waves of weakness within him.

The consumption of that wisp of Great Dao Merit origin caused his realm to directly drop from the middle stage of True Immortal to the early stage, and even his newly stabilized foundation showed a slight tremor.

The price was not small.

"Worth it."

Lu Changsheng weakly pulled at the corner of his mouth.

Compared to exposing the secret of the Mysterious Yellow Shield, he could completely afford the price of this realm drop.

At worst, he could go back into seclusion for another hundred thousand years, and he'd be able to make it up.

"Killing people and setting fires, getting rich..."

Lu Changsheng forced himself to get up from the ground.

He didn't rush to heal his injuries, but instead, dragging his exhausted body, he began to clean up the battlefield.

A practitioner of the Dao of Cowardice not only had to know how to be cowardly but also how to dispose of bodies and erase traces, leaving no future trouble.

Though the four Mystic Immortals had been blasted into slag by the heavenly lightning, the magical treasure pouches and some broken weapons they carried were preserved under the deliberate protection of the Mysterious Yellow Shield.

Lu Changsheng plundered all these spoils of war.

Then, he began his textbook-level cleanup operation.

Step one, burn the bodies and scatter the ashes.

Although the people were gone, he still used Pure Yang Fire to repeatedly scorch the place where they died seven times, ensuring that not even a trace of their former scent or residual laws remained.

Step two, purify the heavens and earth.

He controlled the Cowardly Immortal Vine to re-sort the spiritual energy disturbed by the battle's aftermath, even going so far as to use a precious Purifying Water Talisman to wash away the bloody smell from the area.

Step three, renovate the soil.

Lu Changsheng used earth escape techniques, forcefully turning the ground for a hundred-mile radius ten feet deep!

Burying all the surface soil that might have retained traces of the fight deep underground.

The entire process was smooth and fluid, practiced to the point of being heartbreaking.

After finishing everything, the ruins looked like a natural meteorite crater, with no one able to tell that a fierce battle had occurred here where a True Immortal had killed four Mystic Immortals by exceeding his level.

Just then.

From the sky above, a faint but pure golden light suddenly descended, silently merging into Lu Changsheng's brow.

"Hmm?"

Lu Changsheng was slightly startled, and his consciousness immediately sank into his dantian, discovering that it was a small cluster of merit bestowed by the Heavenly Dao.

He was first taken aback, then quickly reacted.

His act of destroying the evidence not only purified the residual karma left by the Phoenix Clan elder and others but also tidied up the disturbed Earth Veins and spiritual energy.

This action, unintentionally, aligned with the Heavenly Dao's regulation of repairing the Primordial Land, thus earning him a small compensation of merit from the Heavenly Dao.

Although this bit of Heavenly Dao merit was like a drop in the bucket compared to the Dao origin he had painfully depleted, it was still a partial recovery, bringing some solace to his heart that was aching as if it were bleeding.

"The Heavenly Dao is still fair; it didn't let this Daoist do the thankless job of cleaning up filth for nothing."

Lu Changsheng carefully checked again, ensuring no flaws were left, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

He patted the bulging spoils at his waist and glanced at the Mysterious Yellow Shield that had reappeared above his head.

Although he paid a heavy price.

This trip had not only earned him a top-grade defensive Innate Spirit Treasure, a fortune from the dead Mystic Immortals, but also a bit of merit for cleaning up the battlefield.

"The Primordial Land is too dangerous; home is best."

Lu Changsheng no longer lingered. He plastered Breath Concealment Talismans all over his body and maximized the Mysterious Yellow Shield's karma concealment function.

He transformed into an inconspicuous earthy yellow escape light and plunged into the ground.

Eager to return.

It had taken him a full thousand years to travel eighty thousand li to get here.

On the way back, with the cover of the Mysterious Yellow Shield, he took less than a hundred years to see that bare, nameless low mountain again.

When the heavy stone door boomed shut behind him.

The three thousand layers of the Mysterious Yellow Pure Yang Array were fully activated again, completely isolating the cave dwelling from the outside world. At that moment, Lu Changsheng collapsed straight onto the White Jade Cloud Bed with a thud.

"I'm alive..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes even a little moist.

Only after experiencing life-and-death combat could one truly appreciate the supreme sense of security provided by this array fortress.

He swore that until he broke through to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal... no, until he broke through to the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal, even if the Dao Ancestor Hongjun were lecturing on the Great Dao outside, he would absolutely not step out of this door again!

As Lu Changsheng fell into a deep sleep, preparing to use the long years to recover from the depletion of his origin, he did not know.

A few hundred years after he left.

That shattered Xiantian Micro Spiritual Cave welcomed a true mighty figure.

An old man in a grey robe with a withered face appeared silently at the edge of Phoenix Fall Valley.

The old man exuded no pressure, but the terrifying karma and Sha energy around him, within three feet of him, seemed to have met their nemesis and retreated.

"Strange..."