Book 3: Chapter 98: The Path of the Ghost God
Vol 3 Chapter 98: The Path of the Ghost God
Netherworld Ghostfire.
Though it was a top-tier exotic flame, what made it special was its growth potential.
Only by burning souls could it drastically increase in quality.
This wisp of Netherworld Ghostfire from the Dragon Carp was still far from top-grade. But now that His Majesty the Demon Emperor had promised to end the lives of all powerful enemies himself, Lin Jing could take this opportunity to practice a few more spells.
The Heavenly Demon Divine Sense Technique was one of them...
And this Netherworld Ghostfire spell that burned souls—naturally another.
Right now, in Tongtian City, with so many powerful enemies listed on the scroll, Lin Jing figured... he’d probably be able to raise the Netherworld Ghostfire to its peak.
“Lord of the Demon Court, this is Tongtian City—territory of Tongtian Tower. You dare strike at us during the Pill Assembly? Are you looking down on Tongtian Tower?!”
“My disciple is a contestant in this very Pill Assembly…” Skyfire Ancestor, suppressed by imperial might and forced to his knees with blood flowing from all seven orifices, knew he was no match for the Demon Emperor. So he tried to invoke the authority of Tongtian Tower.When he entered the city, he had been warned—during the Pill Assembly, no disturbances were allowed.
All grudges must wait until the Assembly ended.
The Demon Emperor should have to follow the rules too!
But facing this threat, the Demon Emperor didn’t care at all. Just with pressure alone, he rendered the Skyfire Ancestor motionless. He couldn’t circulate any energy, pinned to the ground like a withered old corpse—utterly miserable.
“Lord of the Demon Court, you…”
Even the three Pill Sovereigns of Tongtian Tower were at a loss.
By duty, they should maintain order during the Pill Assembly. After all, several alchemists participating were currently being suppressed by the Demon Emperor’s might!
They were crushed to the ground, miserable and unable to continue pill forging…
Such a disruption should count as an affront to Tongtian Tower—but the one causing it was someone even the Three Pill Sovereigns couldn’t deal with.
“Tower Master! Tower Master…” They could only anxiously call out to the secluded Tower Master.
Of course, with this much commotion, how could the Tower Master not sense it?
At that very moment, in an alternate dimension, he was facing both the Spirit of the Immortal Pill and the Demon Emperor. Internally, he was utterly shaken.
“What? You plan to stop me?”
The Demon Emperor, in his demon form, looked at the Tower Master and the Immortal Pill Spirit while holding a tiger seal exuding terrifying might. It made the Tower Master extremely cautious—this was a treasure of the ancient Divine Tiger Clan, only usable by those with demon bloodlines.
The Lord of the Demon Court was already terrifying due to his rare beast bloodline. Now that he had transformed and inherited the legacy of the ancient demon race, his power was beyond comprehension.
“No fighting, no fighting!” the Immortal Pill Spirit quickly sent a voice transmission to the Tower Master. “Old man, I just sensed the aura of a ‘Pill Tribulation.’ Isn’t a Pill Tribulation only triggered when a sentient Immortal Pill is born in the lower realms? How can a person summon one?”
“If that tribulation affects me, I’m done for. I’m scared…”
Hearing the Pill Spirit’s hesitation, the Tower Master let out a long breath and said, “Congratulations, fellow Daoist. You’ve found the path of transformation. Standing up for the Demon Court’s Holy Son is understandable. However, I must ask—please don’t harm our Tongtian Tower alchemists.”
“Of course. That Lin Jing from your Tongtian Tower is very sensible. He didn’t land on the Heavenly Demon Scroll. But as for the forces aligned with Tongtian Tower—well, they can blame me for sweeping them away.”
As the Demon Emperor finished speaking, the Tower Master silently accepted it.
He truly didn’t want to fight the power-unknown Lord of the Demon Court.
Seeing the Tower Master’s lack of intent to fight, the Demon Emperor even revealed an amused expression.
“Fine then. Once I’m done here, I’ll go to the Yin Corpse Sect’s headquarters and drag out that Corpse Emperor for a beating. Qingzhou ought to know the strength I had before even transforming.”
That guy… The Tower Master broke into a cold sweat.
Just how powerful had the Lord of the Demon Court become even before transforming?
……
Outside.
The Nine-Infant Demon Lord, the elder from the Gu God Sect—every one of them was suppressed. There was no longer any pride of the Void Mystical Stage on their faces.
Likewise, desperate not to die, they too tried to threaten the Demon Emperor.
“Lord of the Demon Court, our Yin Corpse Sect has no feud with yours. Are you really going to start a war with us?”
“Even if you kill me here, His Majesty the Corpse Emperor can revive me. Then it’ll be an endless war between our sect and the Demon Court!”
Their threats, like those of the Skyfire Ancestor, echoed throughout Tongtian City.
However, neither the Demon Emperor nor Lin Jing paid them any mind at this point.
“I’m a Pill Assembly contestant…”
Even the red-haired woman who had been by Lin Jing’s side, despite being part of the grand event, was burned to ash by a single wave of Netherworld Ghostfire.
And she wasn’t alone—anyone listed on the Heavenly Demon Scroll, regardless of status…
The flames unleashed from Lin Jing surged like ghostly dragons, devouring them one by one.
Watching Lin Jing slaughter fellow contestants and Pill Dao geniuses alike, the Three Pill Sovereigns were drenched in cold sweat.
Hovering high above, they dared not speak—let alone intervene.
The Tower Master of Tongtian Tower had already sent word to the Twelve Pill Sovereigns, allowing the Demon Court’s Holy Son to act freely.
That left the Three Pill Sovereigns of the Pill Assembly feeling extremely uneasy.
“Netherworld Ghostfire… The Demon Emperor’s actually helping him refine his spell.” They hadn’t expected that the Dragon Carp also possessed the Netherworld Hall’s ghostfire technique.
Now, Lin Jing seemed like a ghost god emerging from hell.
Even those one or two realms higher than him trembled with fear just being near.
As he passed by Alchemist Jie Geng, she stared at him in terror. But since she hadn’t been listed on the Heavenly Demon Scroll, Lin Jing didn’t go around killing indiscriminately just to train his ghostfire technique.
“Lin Jing, you…”
Sky-Splitting Sword Ancestor looked at the now fully dragonized, slowly rising Lin Jing, her face filled with shock.
At this point, it seemed she no longer had any role to play.
“Lin Jing!”
The Vice Dean of the Academy looked at him—and saw the truth in Lin Jing’s eyes.
This Longevity Body… from now on, he would no longer be a cultivator of the Ancient Celestial Kingdom.
No longer a student of the academy.
No longer a Demon-Slaying Guard of the Bureau.
He had become… the Holy Son of the Demon Court.
The beacon of the demon race’s revival.
This Longevity Body cultivator was now walking a path no one of his kind had ever walked before—
The path of a Ghost God.
The hope of the demon race.
“This is… what the Sect Regulatory Office meant when they said demon fortune outweighs human fortune…” The Vice Dean had never imagined that the office’s assessment could be this accurate.
Right now, Lin Jing didn’t say much.
He simply clasped his hands toward the Sky-Splitting Sword Ancestor and the Vice Dean, then soared away from the pill-forging area—no longer concerned with the outcome of the Pill Assembly.
His first target: the elder from the Gu God Sect, still trapped at the edge of the barrier by the Demon Emperor—yet to be killed, still carrying the parasitic Thunder Tribulation Gu inside him!
“So there really is a Gu God Sect cultivator here…”
“But only one? What a shame…”
“Thunder Tribulation Gu… I never thought there’d be a day when my Ice Soul Gu could devour one of the Ten Rare Gu.”
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