Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

Explore stories at NovelBin.Côm

Zi Ling took out some paper money.

The paper money was yellow, looking very ancient, and even bore some signs of insect damage.

But at this moment, when the others saw the paper money in her hand, their eyes lit up.

"That’s right, Big Brother specifically instructed us to bring paper money to burn for these ghosts, he must have anticipated this!"

Xinning’s eyes sparkled with realization.

Big Brother’s every action was always full of profound meaning. Since he had them bring paper money, it must be useful.

"Zi Ling, let’s hurry up and burn this paper money for the ghost!"

Yun Xi also spoke up.

Immediately, they ignited the flame with mana, took out a piece of dusty yellow paper money, and began to burn it.

They were all beings of True God level, and at this moment, the fire of the True God they released could even burn down a small world.

However, the piece of yellow paper that looked so old it was nearly rotten, was untouched by the raging True Fire of the True God!

It was impossible to ignite it.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked.

"What kind of paper is this?!"

Gui Qi was astonished beyond measure, that was the fire of a True God, yet it couldn’t ignite a piece of yellow paper...

"This paper… the fire of the True God can’t ignite it!"

Xinning was also somewhat anxious.

"This isn’t right, if our master instructed us to bring it, surely we can use it..."

Zi Ling pondered, and suddenly, a light flashed in her eyes, and she said:

"I’ve got it."

With that, she immediately took out her paintbrush.

The brush was made by Li Fan from the feathers of an old hen for her; later, Zi Ling thought that "Feather Brush" sounded too unpleasant, so she renamed it the Phoenix Sky Brush.

With the Phoenix Sky Brush in hand, she took a deep breath, channeled mana into it, and infused the Phoenix Sky Brush.

Suddenly, a golden-red flame emanated from the tip of the brush.

As this flame appeared, ghostly beings like Gui Qi all felt an instinctive fear, their hearts trembling, and they even had the urge to flee.

Because this flame seemed able to burn away all the shadowy things in the world!

But for the Ghost Master… they forced themselves to withstand the fear in their hearts, with ghostly sweat falling in large drops.

The golden-red flame whizzed onto the yellow paper.

The yellow paper was ignited.

But, the yellow paper burned extremely slowly.

Under the burning of the Phoenix True Fire, only a part as small as a fingernail was burning, and unlike ordinary paper that would burn up quickly and turn to ash, this small burning part of the yellow paper remained uncharred, just becoming more yellow, changing very slowly.

With the Phoenix True Fire burning, strands of yellow smoke rose from the paper.

It was extraordinarily peculiar.

Seeing this scene, everyone was overjoyed.

"But what should we do next?"

Immediately after, everyone was somewhat at a loss.

"Hmm… if the Great Demon King said to burn it for the ghostly beings, then perhaps calling their names for them to come and collect should suffice?"

Yun Xi ventured tentatively.

It seemed that in the mortal world, when burning paper money for ghosts and such, people would call out names and surnames.

"Let’s give it a try."

Zi Ling immediately spoke, asking, "What’s your Ghost Master’s name?"

Gui Qi hurriedly answered:

"Dark Sky! My Ghost Master’s name is Dark Sky."

Yun Xi and the others immediately nodded.

"Dark Sky Ghost Master… come here and collect the money!"

"Little Dark Sky… come and collect your money."

Yun Xi and Zi Ling called out as if summoning souls.

As their words echoed, Dark Sky Ghost Master, who was voraciously consuming everything with his deadly aura, suddenly turned around woodenly, his gaze empty as he stared at them!

...

And at this moment.

In this Star Domain, atop the Dingxing Realm.

A vast blood river, deep and Youming, spread an eerie aura throughout this realm.

Above the blood river, blood-colored pillars formed from the waters supported a blood-red palace.

Inside the palace, a terrifying Blood Demon Ghost Monarch whispered low.

"Yes, lost souls, only Youming is your final resting place, become my slave..."

"Why hesitate? Why yearn? Freedom is a sin, a torment; yearning for shackles is the end to which you should return."

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch beckoned, and on the blood-colored staircase that appeared before him, Dark Sky Ghost Master walked up step by step, woodenly.

"Indeed, a person of the Ghost Master caliber possesses a formidable obsession deep within," he chuckled. "If this lord had been at the Demon Lord realm at that time, I might not have captured you."

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch sneered and finally, the Dark Sky Ghost Lord ascended the blood-red staircase step by step, arriving in front of the Blood Demon Ghost Monarch.

"Good child, now you’re being obedient."

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch reached out his withered hand, about to place it on the head of the Dark Sky Ghost Lord.

But, at that moment.

A sound suddenly arose on the blood-colored stairs.

"Dark Sky Ghost Lord... come claim your money..."

"Little Dark Sky... come claim your money..."

It sounded as if a girl was chanting, calling back a soul.

At the same time, on these blood-red stairs filled with Youming energy, a wisp of yellow smoke actually floated by!

This wisp of yellow smoke drifted over, and suddenly, the entire blood-red staircase and the Youming passage instantly crumbled and shattered!

The Dark Sky Ghost Lord, who had been wandering aimlessly like a walking corpse, suddenly regained clarity in his eyes. He looked up at the Blood Demon Ghost Monarch in front of him, his expression changing dramatically!

"I..."

"What’s going on here?"

He exclaimed in shock.

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch, even more furious, roared:

"Who dares to snatch a soul from Youming?!"

He waited no longer and slapped down toward the Dark Sky Ghost Lord.

He would rather disperse this soul than wait.

But the yellow smoke had already floated over, enveloping the Dark Sky Ghost Lord within.

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch’s slap landed on the yellow smoke.

However, in that instant, his terrifying slap dissipated into nothing, as if it had never been struck. More terrifying still was that his palm was directly dissolved and evaporated!

"Ah——"

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch let out an instant, shrill scream, feeling an unparalleled pain at that moment.

His right arm had completely vanished, no matter what Mana he tried to circulate, it could not be regenerated.

"No... impossible..."

"I’ve proven the Dao of a Monarch, with a Soul Light that doesn’t scatter, and a life trace that’s indestructible... even if only a drop of blood remains, I can live eternally and rebuild my body. Why won’t my hand... grow back?"

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch spoke with terror in his voice, looking at the yellow smoke with fear written all over his monstrous eyes.

What on earth was that demon smoke?!

"Not right..."

Just as this thought rose in his mind, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his heart blood reversed its flow, and two streams of blood tears fell from his eyes.

"No... this... could this be that legendary thing, where disrespect in the eyes blinds you, and irreverence in the heart cracks it..."

He trembled as he spoke, no longer daring to sit high on the monarchial throne. He directly knelt down in front of the yellow smoke in a pitiful state.

"I was wrong, spare my life, please spare my life!"

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch begged pitifully!

He was extremely fearful in his heart. Just what manner of powerful backing did this Ghost Lord have?

To actually have the protection of such a thing...?!

But the yellow smoke paid him no heed, wrapping around the Dark Sky Ghost Lord and vanishing directly from the collapsing Youming pathway.

The blood-colored staircase had also disappeared completely.

"At last... I’ve finally left."

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch was left with lingering fear, his face covered in sweat.

To think that one day he would encounter such a thing...

He struggled to get up.

But, at this moment, he froze again.

Because he felt like his body... had aged significantly.

His internal organs and entire demonic power seemed to have been slashed with a knife!

"My lifespan... has been completely cut away, leaving only a few days left to live?!"

The Blood Demon Ghost Monarch examined himself and understood the truth. He immediately collapsed on the ground, his demonic body trembling violently.

Heavens...

What in the world was that yellow smoke?

He himself was a Demon Monarch, one who had proven the Dao Fruit of Youming, with a lifespan equal to the stars and moon, yet now, his lifespan had been directly slashed away?!

He felt that if he hadn’t been quick to kneel before the yellow smoke, even these few days of life would not be preserved!

At this moment, the Blood Demon Ghost Monarch’s face was filled with fear, and at the same time, endless rage surged within him. @@novelbin@@

"Blood Remnant, Blood End, you two beasts, what have you brought upon me... to trap me like this. I will kill you both!!"

He was filled with a furious desire for vengeance!

...