More importantly, the number of the dead was endless. Even if a Chaos Demon God mastered supernatural powers capable of erasing memories, he might still die from sheer exhaustion.
"Do not worry."
Gu Chuan waved his hand. "I possess a pot of soup called Yellow Springs Soup. After drinking it, any living being—even a Chaos Demon God—will have their memories erased, becoming as blank as a sheet of paper."
"Yellow Springs Soup?!"
The four Chaos Demon Gods were all taken aback. Could such a mysterious soup truly exist in this world? Even one capable of overpowering a Chaos Demon God?
Of course, they did not doubt Gu Chuan. He was the City Lord of Chaos City, the strongest demon god across the heavens and myriad worlds. If he said such a thing existed, then it surely did.
"How is this Yellow Springs Soup made?"
The Gloomy Cat asked curiously.
"I will tell you the method—listen carefully."
Gu Chuan's voice turned solemn.
"Yes, Lord City," the Gloomy Cat responded with barely contained excitement. This was a unique Secret Technique, one that no other Chaos Demon God had been taught. To be chosen by the City Lord was an immense honor.
"Remember, the main ingredient of Yellow Springs Soup is Yellow Springs Water," Gu Chuan transmitted telepathically.
"Then you must add: one drop of Tears of Birth, two drops of Old Tears, three spoonfuls of Bitter Tears, four cups of Tears of Regret, five inches of Tears of Longing, six ladles of Tears of Illness, seven feet of Tears of Parting, and finally, a trace of Tears of Sorrow.
The Yellow Springs Soup is brewed from eight types of tears, with Yellow Springs Water as the base. After removing the bitterness and preserving the sweetness, it becomes a soup worthy of eternity."
"I understand now."
The Gloomy Cat's eyes gleamed with revelation. Within this soup lay the sweetness and bitterness of life, filled with the profound mysteries of countless souls.
"However, my lord," the dark cat said seriously, "the Yellow Springs Water is the essence of the Yellow Springs River, the river of life and death. Even Chaos Demon Gods may find it difficult to retrieve water from it."
The Yellow Springs River was the final resting place of countless evil spirits and the dead. Anyone who fell in—god or demon alike—would never return, doomed to oblivion.
"I have anticipated this," Gu Chuan said. "I shall grant you a piece of Chaos Magic Treasure—the Life and Death Boat.
This boat contains the power of the Dao of Life and Death. With it, you may traverse the Yellow Springs River freely, without fear of being consumed by its power."
With a wave of his hand, Gu Chuan summoned a divine artifact and bestowed it upon the Gloomy Cat—the Life and Death Boat.
"Thank you, City Lord!"
The Gloomy Cat's eyes sparkled as it received the treasure. It could immediately feel the supreme aura of life and death emanating from the boat. It was a vessel of void, capable of gliding across the river of souls.
"In addition," Gu Chuan continued, "I shall grant you another Chaos Magic Treasure—the Three Life Stones.
These stones record the past, present, and future lives of countless beings. When placed before the souls of the dead, they will awaken the memories of all their lifetimes."
The Three Life Stones served as the perfect complement to the Yellow Springs Soup. After the soup erased the soul's memories, the stones could restore them, allowing the soul to continue its cycle of rebirth without becoming an empty husk.
Like a supercomputer storing infinite memories, the Three Life Stones would re-empower all spirits that came in contact with it, catalyzing their transformation through the accumulation of lifetimes.
"Thank you, City Lord."
The Gloomy Cat bowed deeply, overwhelmed by gratitude. There was no doubt—this was another unparalleled Chaos Magic Treasure.
"There are still Three-Headed Demon Dog. You will continue guarding the gates of the Underworld."
Gu Chuan turned to the Three-Headed Demon Dog.
"I'm sorry, City Lord. This failure was entirely my responsibility."
The Three-Headed Demon Dog lowered its heads in shame. Its failure to protect the gate of the Underworld had led to a catastrophic lapse. Punishment was expected—and deserved.
"Forget it. It was not entirely your fault."
Gu Chuan stood with his hands behind his back. "After all, you were alone, besieged by countless evil gods. You could not hold them back on your own. To prevent such a tragedy from repeating, I will give you a Chaos Magic Treasure—the Haotian Fan."
"?!"
The Three-Headed Demon Dog's eyes widened. It saw a palm-sized fan in Gu Chuan's hand, dark gold in color, etched with intricate Dao runes. The pressure it exuded was unfathomable.
"This fan possesses infinite power. A single strike can blow an enemy away across billions of light years," Gu Chuan said solemnly. "More importantly, it is linked to the 108th layer of the Underworld World.
Anyone struck by this fan will be instantly transported into the depths of the Underworld. There, even Chaos Demon Gods will be imprisoned for eternity."
The four Chaos Demon Gods gasped as their hairs stood on end. They realized immediately—this was not just a fan. It was the most terrifying prison key ever forged.
The 108th layer of the Underworld had long been considered the most secure divine prison. Even Doomsday Powers could not escape from it.
With the Haotian Fan in hand, the Three-Headed Demon Dog now held the power to banish any threat into endless confinement.
The other three Chaos Demon Gods glanced at the Three-Headed Demon Dog with envy burning in their eyes. Though the treasures they had received were formidable, the Haotian Fan was in a league of its own.
"Thank you, City Lord!"
The Three-Headed Demon Dog was overjoyed. Even if it were offered ten thousand other treasures, it would not trade away this divine artifact.
Now, armed with the Haotian Fan, it could slap millions of evil gods into the abyssal depths of the Underworld. Truly, it was the supreme guardian of the gates.
Let the worlds come! No one shall pass without consequence.
It clutched the fan tightly, trembling with excitement.