Song Wen smiled at the corner of his mouth, looking at Gai Lu as though watching a clown hopping about on a stage.
"Gai Lu, you are a dignified Lingxu Dao Immortal and the ancestor of an entire clan. You should have seen the world's wickedness often enough. Why can't you be as tactful as Gu Jiuyou?"
Two blobs of scalding golden liquid slowly took shape before Song Wen.
A searing, blistering aura instantly spread through the air.
Looking at the two blobs of Golden Broth Curse before him, a flicker of satisfaction crossed Song Wen's eyes.
Before making his move, he had truly been somewhat worried that the Golden Broth Curse would not be enough to threaten an immortal.
After all, the divine soul of a Lingxu Dao Immortal had long since shed its mortal nature and become immortal. Compared to the soul of a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, it had undergone earth-shaking changes; calling it an "immortal soul" would be more fitting.
Yet upon sensing the surging heat waves emitted by the Golden Broth Curse, the last trace of worry in Song Wen's heart vanished like smoke.
"Go!"
Song Wen softly uttered the word, and the two Golden Broth Curses landed on Gai Lu's chest at the same time.
"Aah—"
A heart-rending scream suddenly burst from Gai Lu's mouth.
He immediately collapsed to the ground, his body trembling and rolling without end.
A moment later, the Golden Broth Curses gradually dissipated, and Gai Lu's screams slowly subsided as well.
But immediately afterward, another blob of golden liquid slowly drifted before Gai Lu, hanging in the air without falling.
"I... I'll talk! I'll tell you everything." Gai Lu spoke weakly.
"If you had been this sensible from the start, you would not have needed to suffer." Song Wen sneered.
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