Chapter 62: The Death of Jia Wanming

When Jia Wanming emerged, he cautiously looked around once more. Upon seeing that it was indeed only Gu Mingxi, he burst into loud laughter.

"Little girl, do you know who I am?" Jia Wanming sneered. "Since you've dared to come here all by yourself, don't bother going back. Come and be my meal instead! Hahahahaha..."

Very well, this Jia Wanming laughed just like a textbook villain.

Watching Jia Wanming's arrogant display, Gu Mingxi did not interrupt him. The more relaxed his vigilance, the better it would be for both her and Gu Mingyue.

As soon as Jia Wanming finished laughing, he prepared to strike and capture Gu Mingxi back to his cave dwelling.

At that exact moment, Gu Mingxi suddenly shouted, "Mingyue!"

Simultaneously, Gu Mingxi threw out three formation disks in succession, instantly trapping and freezing Jia Wanming in place.

Hearing Gu Mingxi's voice, Gu Mingyue knew the time had come.

"Dancing Across the Heavens!"

Gu Mingxi also coordinated her attack with Gu Mingyue's.

"Thunder Descends from the Nine Heavens!"

Two powerful ultimate moves crashed down onto Jia Wanming. Combined with the three tier-five formation disks—a confinement array, an illusion array, and a lethal array—that Gu Mingxi had just deployed, this should be more than enough to deal a fatal blow to Jia Wanming.

The commotion raised by Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue was quite substantial. The ground was filled with billowing dust and smoke, obscuring the situation within.

Gu Mingxi said somewhat uncertainly, "He should be dead by now, right?"

Gu Mingyue was also a bit skeptical. "With so many lethal attacks stacked upon him, how could someone at the late stage of Foundation Establishment possibly withstand it? He must be dead!"

Just as Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue thought to step forward and inspect the scene, a disturbance came from the center of the dust.

A sudden, sharp attack hurtled directly toward Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue.

With quick reflexes, the two of them managed to dodge the strike.

They cast wary gazes toward the center. It was evident that the demonic cultivator Jia Wanming was still not dead.

Soon, Jia Wanming's figure reappeared, a trace of blood staining the corner of his lips. Clearly, their attacks had indeed injured him.

The attire he wore turned out to be a supreme-grade magical robe. No wonder the attacks from her and Gu Mingyue had not been fatal to him.

Damn it, they had truly underestimated this demonic cultivator.

With a dark expression, Jia Wanming glared fiercely at Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue. "I never expected that after living for so many years, if not for this supreme-grade magical robe on my body, I would have capsized in the gutter today and fallen into the hands of two little girls like you."

"However, this is the end of the line for both of you. Go to hell!"

Immediately following, Jia Wanming summoned a pitch-black banner.

He caressed the precious black banner in his hands with extreme fondness, and then, in a very pleasant mood, said to Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue, "To die at the hands of my little darling is also the blessing of you two little girls."

If the atmosphere weren't so inappropriate, Gu Mingxi would have loved to spit right in Jia Wanming's face. A blessing? Would you like this blessing for yourself?

Both Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue stared with knitted brows at the black banner. They could both sense that the evil aura emanating from it was extremely dense, filled with countless malicious intents. If they were tainted by these malicious thoughts, it would likely cling to them and prove impossible to shake off.

"Soul-Devouring Banner! Go on, let it taste the flesh and blood of two geniuses today. You must be just as excited as I am, hahahahaha..."

The Soul-Devouring Banner?

Just hearing the name revealed it was no good thing. The malicious intent on this banner was probably all derived from the souls it had devoured.

Jia Wanming gazed affectionately at the Soul-Devouring Banner floating in mid-air. "My little darling, don't be impatient. Your master is about to feed you even better souls..."

Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue felt a sudden chill run through them. Exchanging glances, they knew they had to eliminate this demonic cultivator. They could not fall into his hands, or else they would be left without a burial place.

Gu Mingxi declared, "You demonic cultivator, having committed countless evils, are bound to die today. There's no need to harbor any other thoughts!"

Jia Wanming sneered, "Little girls, death is at your doorstep, and you're still stubbornly talking tough. Soul-Devouring Banner, go!"

Floating in mid-air, the Soul-Devouring Banner immediately dispersed billowing black fog toward Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue upon hearing its master's command.

Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue instantly raised their defenses, only to find that their methods were completely ineffective, and their defensive magical artifacts were being eroded and destroyed.

Both of them furrowed their brows. Things were turning ominous!

However, Gu Mingxi was not overly worried, as she still held trump cards. With heavenly lightning and the supreme sun fire at her disposal, regardless of whether Jia Wanming was merely at the late Foundation Establishment stage or even at the Nascent Soul stage, anyone tainted by the supreme sun fire was destined to die.

Just as the black fog attempted to engulf Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue, Gu Mingxi shot a glance at Gu Mingyue, signaling her not to panic.

Though Gu Mingyue didn't know what Gu Mingxi intended to do upon seeing the signal, she felt somewhat reassured. Externally, however, she still feigned an appearance of extreme anxiety to deceive Jia Wanming.

Perhaps because Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue's helpless appearance greatly pleased him, Jia Wanming found the leisure to chatter away on the side. "This old Daoist's cultivation was far beyond the late Foundation Establishment stage. If not for that damned, murderous bitch, this old Daoist would still be at the early Golden Core stage. Why else would I be hiding in this small cave, relying on mere mortals to recover my injuries? Fortunately, the Heavenly Dao treats me well, sending me two geniuses. Not only will my cultivation recover this time, but I might even advance further! Hahahahaha..."

Gu Mingxi let out a cold internal scoff. The Heavenly Dao certainly treated you well—it wanted you to die quickly, which is why it let you cross paths with her.

Quietly retrieving the Thunder Spirit Bead from her spatial storage, Gu Mingxi carefully channeled a wisp of heavenly lightning from it. Under Gu Mingyue's cover, she caught Jia Wanming off guard and launched the heavenly lightning straight at him.

Initially, Jia Wanming assumed it was merely Gu Mingxi's desperate dying struggle and didn't pay it much mind. But by the time the heavenly lightning reached him, he sensed something was terribly wrong—yet it was already too late.

Jia Wanming choked out, "Ugh... You... What did you..."

As the heavenly lightning penetrated his body, Jia Wanming spat a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed heavily onto the ground.

With no master to direct it and its master severely injured, the Soul-Devouring Banner in mid-air lost its momentum and dropped to the ground as well.

Seeing the Soul-Devouring Banner fall and lie motionless, Gu Mingxi and Gu Mingyue finally breathed sighs of relief.

In a very pleasant mood, Gu Mingxi offered Jia Wanming an explanation. "I suppose that as a demonic cultivator, you've never experienced the baptism of heavenly lightning in your entire life. Before you die, I've fulfilled that wish for you!"

Jia Wanming's eyes widened in horror. He never expected it to be heavenly lightning!

Heavenly lightning was the greatest nemesis of all demonic cultivators. If he were at his peak, this wisp of lightning might not have killed him, but given that he was already severely wounded, this single wisp was more than enough to send his soul to the western paradise.

Reaching out a trembling hand, Jia Wanming pointed at Gu Mingxi. "You... You... You..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Jia Wanming breathed his last.

Gu Mingxi stepped forward to inspect the body and, finding that Jia Wanming was indeed dead, completely set her mind at ease.

Gu Mingyue sighed, "Demonic cultivators are truly troublesome. If not for your final lethal move, Mingxi, we might have perished here today. As for that Soul-Devouring Banner..."

Both Gu Mingyue and Gu Mingxi frowned, gazing at the Soul-Devouring Banner lying on the ground.

Gu Mingxi said, "Now that the demonic cultivator is dead, this Soul-Devouring Banner shouldn't remain in the world either. However, there are far too many wronged ghosts and malevolent spirits trapped inside for us to handle. We can only report this to the sect..."

Gu Mingyue nodded in agreement. Indeed, given their current abilities, turning the Soul-Devouring Banner over to the sect was the safest course of action. Moreover, encountering a demonic cultivator was a matter that had to be reported to the sect regardless.