Qi Yun, no matter how much he schemed, was ultimately just a mortal. Facing an Immortal, defeat was only a matter of moments.

Tao Mian didn't need to exert much effort to deal with him, but there was a lot of aftermath to handle.

The first thing he needed to do was to guide the souls of all the innocent cultivators who had been slain to the afterlife.

In Tao Mian's hand was only a thin register of names, and he was grateful to have even this.

The incident happened suddenly, and there was little time to prepare. He could only use the items already in his mustard seed bag to set things up.

He established a ritual altar, hung banners, chanted incantations, and guided the departed souls.

All things under one roof, life and death in the same form.

Life is the follower of death, and death is the beginning of life.

The Immortal, who had been chanting with closed eyes, slowly opened them. Standing before him were the souls who had died unjustly.

"Fellow cultivators, in life you cultivated and accumulated virtue, your deeds are complete. You may now proceed to the Pure Land of Eternal Joy, forever free from suffering."

The souls bowed in unison to bid farewell to Tao Mian, transforming into starlight and dispersing into the sky.

After seeing off the souls, Tao Mian turned to look at the phoenix lying on the ground.@@novelbin@@

The giant phoenix lay there in a sorry state, its body heaving weakly, clearly at the end of its strength.

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