Chapter 456: The Death Sentence Lasting Thousands of Years!
“Ahhh!!!”
The voice of Netherworld Master resounded through the sky. Under the gazes of everyone, his aura suddenly plummeted, descending from the Sage Seventh Layer all the way down to Intermediate Sage, and then to Low-Level Sage!
During this process, despite his desperate struggles, he couldn’t change anything at all, which only caused Zhou Tong to chuckle.
“You really can wriggle, huh? The harder you struggle, the more excited I get. Say goodbye to your cultivation!”
Suddenly, he exerted a force, making Netherworld Master’s screams become incredibly frantic, before abruptly stopping, falling into complete silence.
Zhou Tong’s hand now held a ball of light filled with enormous power.
At this moment, Netherworld Master had completely fallen from the Sage Realm, becoming a Semi-Sage Realm cultivator!
This change utterly broke him.
“Why are you doing this to me? You actually stripped away my cultivation; do you not think that’s too cruel? Too inhumane!”
He cried out in pain, scolding Zhou Tong as if he were a heinous criminal, completely forgetting the sins he had committed in the past.
Dealing with such a double-standard, reason alone wouldn’t work; physical action was necessary.
Thus, Zhou Tong raised his leg sharply and kicked him where it hurts.
This move was infallible and enough to make any rabid dog regain its sanity.
“Ow ow!! Ah!!”
His face contorted, he knelt on the ground, twitching uncontrollably.
Even the sorrow of losing his cultivation seemed negligible in front of this.
Zhou Tong curled his lips, looking down at the crowd, and couldn’t help but sigh.
“Seems there’s no suitable person; forget it, you’ll have to do.”
He muttered to himself, finally fixing his gaze on Zhong Ningxue.
“Disciple, step forward!”
“Master, I’m here!”
Zhong Ningxue reflexively rushed out. For some reason, she always felt frightened in front of her Master, fearing strange torments.
“Among everyone here, your cultivation matches his the most. Although it’s not that strong, you’ll just have to take it!”
As his voice fell, he injected the ball of cultivation into Zhong Ningxue’s body.
In the blink of an eye, Zhong Ningxue’s aura skyrocketed, charging from the Semi-Sage Third Layer, rapidly breaking through the Sage barrier.
“Boom!”
The sky rumbled with thunder, clearly signaling the arrival of the Sage Tribulation, the terrifying aura locking onto Zhong Ningxue.
But she wasn’t afraid at all, because she knew her Master could easily craft Spirit Seal 95 to help her eliminate the heavenly tribulation.
However, when the first bolt of lightning descended, she realized she was wrong—horribly wrong; she had imagined her Master to be too gentle.
“Master… this thunder is so powerful, please help me!”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Tong’s face immediately darkened.
“Good-for-nothing! Did I ever say I would help you? Stop wailing here; go somewhere else to face the tribulation!”
With a flick of his hand, he distorted space, teleporting Zhong Ningxue away.
Seeing this scene, the crowd shuddered; they thought this young man was truly ruthless.
However, what was even more ruthless was Zhou Tong’s method of directly stripping away someone else’s cultivation and transferring it to another person—just thinking about it gave people chills.
The one most shocked was the Seventh Offering, who was imprisoned nearby. His face turned as pale as death as he deeply realized his situation.
For others, the Sage Seventh Layer was an unattainable existence, but in front of Zhou Tong, it was nothing more than a large experience package, a treasure that was rare and hard to encounter.
“Can… can we still reconcile now?”
He asked quietly, a flattering smile on his face, and received a desperate answer.
“Dream on…”
Zhou Tong had never looked at him and shifted his gaze to Netherworld Master.
“Now you’re fine; you have nothing to lose, it’s time to send you on your way.”
“Beast! You beast!! I’ll fight you!”
Having lost his shackles, Netherworld Master jumped up and began to curse Zhou Tong furiously in mid-air.
“I will kill you!”
He had become completely hysterical, drawing a long knife from his waist and chopping towards Zhou Tong.
This was the last frenzy of a desperate person; at this point, he was no longer afraid of death and simply wanted to disgust Zhou Tong.
“Seeing you so full of energy makes me really happy. Next, I’ll let you experience the most painful way to die.”
Zhou Tong joked, easily snatching the knife away from him, then pointed with one hand, sending a ray of light piercing through his brow.
Netherworld Master immediately became incredibly rigid. Everyone thought he was dead, but if one looked closely, it was easy to see that his body was still moving at an extremely slow pace.
“You… what… have… you… done?”
He uncomfortably managed to utter five words, each note sounding hollow as if he had lost his sanity.
“Since you’re so curious, I’ll let you understand.”
Zhou Tong said coldly: “That ray of light just now was essentially a combination of time power and spiritual power, and it has only one effect…”
“That is to completely activate your consciousness, letting your thoughts run wild and your reaction speed increase to a million times normal, so in your perspective, our speed must become incredibly slow!”
“Uh uh uh… bah… ah…”
Netherworld Master trembled, only able to produce meaningless sounds. From his perspective, every word Zhou Tong spoke felt like it took a hundred years.
By rights, with Zhou Tong this slow, Netherworld Master should have easily been able to handle him, but the reality was incredibly cruel.
“Look at you, always in such a hurry.”
Zhou Tong’s painfully slow voice again reached his ears, making him extremely anxious.
“Don’t think that just because you achieved ultra-fast thinking you can dominate the world; your body’s strength has long been limited, making it impossible to cooperate with your thoughts. Therefore, under the instinct of self-preservation, your actions will become painfully slow.”
“Of course, I’ve also made a move to separate your thoughts from your body. Every action you take now is purely instinctive!”
When Netherworld Master finished hearing these words, over a thousand years had already passed in his Spirit World. During this time, he was unable to do anything, not even say a complete sentence.
At the same time, his spiritual form had begun to decay. He now only had one wish: to die immediately.
“Alright, I’ve explained so much to you, and now it’s time to make an end of this.”
Zhou Tong said with a smile, slowly raising Netherworld Master’s knife, aiming for his heart.
This action was incredibly slow; with every heartbeat, it felt as if Netherworld Master was living through a century!
“Quickly kill me, kill me faster! I beg you to let me die, let me leave this world quickly…”
He silently screamed in his heart, but under instinct’s control, his hand rose in an attempt to block the incoming blade, only to be pierced through easily by Zhou Tong.
“Ah… this feeling is so exhilarating. Come on, give me a bit more! Let me feel this thrill even more!!”
Netherworld Master shouted with delight, feeling no pain at all, instead loving this sensation.
After what felt like thousands of years, even the stimulus in his palm couldn’t rouse him; he felt like a decayed piece of wood, merely waiting for the knife to pierce through his heart.
In the Spirit World, time passed, and eventually, the cold sensation at his heart finally sparked a flicker of spirit.
At this moment, the knife had already penetrated his chest; it only had to advance another half inch to completely kill him.
“Great! I finally waited for this day…”
He said in relief, a blissful smile spreading across his face, but suddenly, Zhou Tong stopped his action.
“Why?”
He widened his eyes and shouted in frustration.
“Why did you stop? Hurry up and stab deeper; it’s just a little bit more to kill me! I beg you, I plead, I beg you!”
“Hurry up and kill me, kill me, please!!”
His desperate pleas echoed, but a voice, even slower, echoed in his ears.
“Amitabha, little benefactor, please spare my life!”
“I’ll spare your mother…”
Netherworld Master looked up at the bald monk in the sky and couldn’t help but curse aloud!
