Chapter 1062: Divine Communion
Qi Xuansu had been puzzled at first. Even if these people truly managed to kill him, the two first-rank Spirit Guards would never let them live, nor would Wang Jiaohe or Chen Shuhua.
Their fate would be certain death, silenced to erase all traces.
But Qi Xuansu soon understood.
The Green Phoenix Guards he had slain began to rise again. Their bodies were angled beyond recognition, yet they were animated. This was not the Martial Arts Practitioner’s body regenerative abilities. Their skulls remained crushed, their chests caved in, and their arms twisted off, remaining grotesquely broken. Black mist seeped from their orifices. Veins swelled under their skin, writhing like a nest of serpents. Worse still, on each man’s back, a hump began to grow, its surface faintly showing the contours of a human face.
The sight was all too familiar to Qi Xuansu. At the Kunlun Pass before Wu Luo wrecked the flying ship, the old Daoist had borne this same deformity. Had it not been for that man, Qi Xuansu might never have made his jaw-dropping leap.
The truth was clear now. These Green Phoenix Guards had been granted divine power from True Lord Siming and perhaps even a trace from Wu Luo. They were no longer mere guards but devout cultists.
Wu Luo excelled at enslaving her followers’ minds. She could make an old Daoist throw away his life, drive the people of Yishan City to march willingly to their deaths, and now, compel these men to die killing Qi Xuansu, heedless of consequence or fear.
These followers of the Ancient Immortals still acted human. They reasoned, schemed, and spoke like ordinary people. Yet beneath that facade was Wu Luo’s mental imprint, a seed buried deep in their soul. In their subconscious, dying for their Ancient Immortal was their duty, as natural as a vassal obeying the emperor’s decree.
Perhaps Wu Luo had never directly ordered Qi Xuansu’s death. Her followers could have plotted it on their own and deemed this course most beneficial to her will.
Their own lives, in comparison to Wu Luo’s gain, were worth nothing.
However, that was only possible when they were alive. In death, Wu Luo’s grasp faded.
Now that they were resurrected, they became puppets of True Lord Siming, who fully controlled their minds and bodies, a pitiful state.