Chapter 591: Gui Mu's Divine Technique

Deep within the Southern Gorge, a small temple sat in eerie silence on a mountain at the heart of the Ghost Sacrifice Sect.

The mountain was lifeless and bare, with rusted chains coiled around its summit.

Sitting in solemn silence within the temple's dim sanctum was Gui Mu, the True God controlling the cycle of reincarnation and karmic fate in the Abyss.

Her ethereal yet oppressive presence was dressed in a flowing cyan robe. Before her hovered the Pool of Reincarnation, its form shifting between illusion and reality as if defying all attempts to grasp its true essence.

The Pool of Reincarnation from the Sunken Crypt of the Imperial Dominion had resided within Gui Mu's personal domain ever since she refined it.

This domain was a secluded mystical realm she had named the Azure Nether.

Wisps of light, invisible even to the eyes of True Gods, drifted like spectral currents, flowing through the rusted chains that bound the mountain's craggy surface and winding their way into the temple at its peak.

From there, they continued their journey, slipping into the Azure Nether, the hidden domain behind Gui Mu, before finally merging into the Pool of Reincarnation.

"Wentao."

"Wentao."

"Wentao."

Gui Mu murmured.

Her soft calls resonated through the mountain, the chains, the Azure Nether, and the Pool of Reincarnation, becoming an anchor for the scattered soul remnants to latch onto.

A dozen strands, each filled with Mu Wentao's memories and imprints of his soul, were once scattered far and wide.

However, Gui Mu's calls caused them to stir. The strands all gravitated toward one another, weaving together like tributaries merging into a great river of the soul.

Every fragment of Mu Wentao's life experiences, memories, emotions, and cultivation insights was woven into the flowing river of his soul under Gui Mu's careful guidance.

Using the Pool of Reincarnation, she would soon seek out a suitable newborn to carry the weight of his rebirth.

Mu Wentao had perished through the natural order, having been born in this world and dying within it.

His body and soul had been destroyed.

Under normal circumstances, his scattered soul would have dissolved into heaven and earth, his memories and karma cleansed, returning as pure soul essence to nourish new life.

That was, if not for Gui Mu forcibly altering this flow using the reincarnation cycle of the Abyss.

Mu Wentao's soul would not fade into oblivion. Instead, he would be reborn, with his essence imprinted onto an infant of her choosing. Most of his memories would merely be sealed, but any knowledge related to Zi Mo, the high-ranking God of the Ghost Race, would be erased forever.

Once reborn, Mu Wentao would return to the Ghost Sacrifice Sect, where Gui Mu would raise him anew, guiding his cultivation from childhood.

He would rise once more as a True God within a few centuries.

Gui Mu would only unseal his memories of his past life when the time was right.

Naturally, that moment would only come after Mu Wentao ascended to godhood for the second time.

When Zhu Ji confronted her about Mu Wentao's punishment, Gui Mu had agreed not to interfere, all while secretly preparing for his reincarnation.

Gui Mu sensed the instant when Mu Wentao's soul was extinguished, but she did not panic or hesitate.

Instead, she meticulously weaved the scattered fragments of his soul together, all while searching for a suitable newborn vessel, determined to give him a perfect second life.

Suddenly, her expression twisted, her face darkening with a mix of malice and fury.

"Who dares to steal Wentao's lingering soul?! And from my hands, no less!"

Despite the ongoing chaos outside, she had resolutely remained secluded within her temple atop the mountain, devoting herself entirely to reconstructing Mu Wentao's soul.

She had severed all contact with the True Gods, including Li Wang, believing that Zhu Ji and Li Wang understood her intentions and would ensure Mu Wentao's soul flowed into her Azure Nether.

With Zhu Ji and Li Wang keeping watch, she had been confident she could help Mu Wentao reincarnate.

But something had gone wrong!

An unknown force, skilled in the arts of the soul, had snatched Mu Wentao's soul from her grasp.

"Soul Anchor! Lend me the eyes of the dead within a thousand li!"

The Pool of Reincarnation, hidden within the Azure Nether, solidified from ethereal to tangible.

Gui Mu's will pierced through it with a surge of divine power, tracing the disturbance back to the place where Mu Wentao had perished.

Her gaze fell upon the battlefield outside the Sacred Soul Continent.

She saw two dragon souls being dragged toward the six demonic realms, their essence on the verge of being devoured.

Surprisingly, she also caught a glimpse of Pang Jian's radiant Immortal Divine Soul locked in battle against a Nine-Headed Bird.

The monstrous bird, scarily agile despite its massive size, weaved through the air, spewing tainted murky energy. Piercing shrieks reverberated as its talons clashed against Pang Jian's sword.

"The Ghost Bird!"

Nine-Headed Birds were also known as Ghost Birds because they relied on devouring human souls to refine their own souls.

The creature was feared as an omen of misfortune, and cultivators would hunt it down whenever it appeared.

This was largely because it did not grow through mere cultivation but through devouring the soul essence of humans.

She remembered this Nine-Headed Bird clearly. After all, she had once slain it with her own hands.

It was supposed to be dead.

Worse still, this omen of misfortune had not only returned but had also since ascended to a Rank Ten Fey God.

"The Poison Scourge has been unleashed. Su Wanrou has fallen to darkness, and Li Zhaotian is once again attempting to ascend to godhood."

The scenes before Gui Mu grew hazy as her connection weakened. It was as if something beyond her understanding was unraveling the order of the world.

Something had changed, something she did not yet understand, but she could not afford to leave.

She was bound to the Azure Nether and the Pool of Reincarnation within it, meticulously weaving Mu Wentao's fragmented soul back together.

As she hesitated, her gaze caught another fading soul. It was a Gray Ape's soul, seconds away from fading entirely.

Pang Jian's eyes visibly shone with grief and fury whenever he glanced at the Gray Ape's corpse during the battle against the Nine-Headed Bird.

A thought struck Gui Mu.

Her eyes narrowed as she made a silent decision.

The Abyssal Demon was on the verge of refining the dragon souls using the Primeval Demon Fusion Art.

Sending a wisp of her divine sense into one of the dragon souls, she said to the Abyssal Demon,

I can restore the Gray Ape's soul.

I can see that his body remains intact. As long as his soul is retrieved in time, his life force can be reignited.

In exchange, Pang Jian has to either slay the Nine-Headed Bird or drive it from this battlefield immediately.

The Abyssal Demon immediately recognized the only one in the Abyss capable of saving a soul from oblivion and hastily informed Pang Jian,

Pang Jian! Slay the Nine-Headed Bird at once, or at the very least, gravely wound it! If you succeed, Gui Mu will save Yuan Qi's soul! Yuan Qi could still live!

The Abyssal Demon then quietly withdrew into one of the demonic realms.

Inside, blistering flames raged and molten magma churned violently, forming a primordial furnace that could melt even the sky itself.

The bodies of the Rank Nine Wind Dragon and Flame Dragon had already sunk into the seething magma. Their souls were in the process of being drawn in as well.

Hovering above the searing magma was the Flame Dragon's soul, imbued with Gui Mu's will.

How do I assist you in retrieving Yuan Qi's soul, so that he does not vanish into the Abyss forever?

the Abyssal Demon asked with measured politeness.

Gui Mu responded in a voice as cold as the underworld itself,

Do not activate the six demonic realms. Do not refine the Gray Ape's corpse or soul. That is all.

Through the Flame Dragon's soul, Gui Mu could see that the Abyssal Demon had fully restored his demonic body and soul.

The Abyssal Demon had achieved what Great Demon God He Motian, Great Demon God Tian Wei, and high-ranking God Zi Mo of the Ghost Race had all failed to accomplish.

He was the second being in the Abyss to regain a true divine body after Fire God Yan Lie.

As a terrifying existence with the full power of a Demon God, the Abyssal Demon was a force that could tip the balance of war.