Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!

"Has the search for the story that Western Paradise Brahma Court is after been found?"

Atop the Imperial Court.

The words of the Venerable were indifferent yet ethereal, yet they carried a certain sacred and detached aura.

A look of terror appeared on Lord Tianji’s face.

The Imperial Court… had it learned of the events that transpired in the Forty-Ninth Star Field?

"Your servant… does not know."

He bowed his head as he spoke.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than he felt as if a supreme being had glanced at him.

That glance sent shivers down his spine as if the deepest parts of his soul had been thoroughly seen.

There were no secrets left.

It’s over…

Terror peaked in Lord Tianji’s heart.

Everything he had done in the Forty-Ninth Star Field was now known to the Venerables.

Collaborating with Western Paradise Brahma Court to annihilate the Heavenly Dao of the Seven Directions Sub-star Realm... was a grave transgression, and he was bound to be pushed onto the God-Slaying Platform to be cut to pieces!

But the wrath of the Venerables he had anticipated never descended.

"Step down."

The detached voice of the Venerable echoed.

With that sound, Lord Tianji vanished, and he was already outside the South Heavenly Gate.

He couldn’t believe it; he had actually survived.

The Venerable had not uttered a single word of punishment.

Suddenly, he remembered words once spoken by Fanting Liaochen, the Brahman King of Western Paradise:

"Before such beings, the Brahman Kings and Divine Kings are but pawns, merely stones they cast into the river of causality."

At that moment, as if enlightened, he wondered…

He immediately bowed deeply towards the Imperial Court before he departed.

…

"There is only one thing in the world that the Ghost Domain cares so deeply about."

Above the Imperial Court, the grand voice of the Venerable was still resonating.

"When the Huang Yan rises, the beacon fires quieten; as Samsara emerges, the Evil Spirits vanish... quite interesting."

"Let us observe whether the fate of countless beings in the Lower World can truly summon that eternal non-existent Samsara."

The words were distant, cold as a blade.

…

In the Endless Lower Realms.

Star Domain beacon fires erupted everywhere.

"The Divine Realm won’t take action, nearly a thousand Star Domains have been annihilated by the Ghost Domain... They’re just watching from the sidelines!"

In a certain Star Domain, an elder expert despaired, for they had lit the beacon fires ten days ago.

For ten whole days, the Evil Spirits had conquered three major Star Domains and were closing in on theirs.

But the Divine Realm had not come, and all the beings in this domain could only wait for death.

"Our homeland... we can’t return... Flee, flee quickly!"

In the starry sky, a warship was swiftly traversing the void; the people on the ship, gazing at the dimming stars wrapped in the aura of death behind them, wailed and hurriedly fled.

"Who can save my child... my child!"

On a fallen star, a mother was crying desperately as she watched a fierce ghost pierce her child’s heart with its claw.

She wanted to fight desperately to save her child, but her chest had been torn open by an evil ghost, and even her frail soul had been swallowed in one gulp...

This was a catastrophe.

"It’s madness, sheer madness!"

On a Star Realm, a Ghost Monarch, watching the now-dead Star Realm being overrun by countless Ghostly Beings and Evil Spirits voraciously consuming a multitude of souls, shook his head.

"To kill is one thing, but why consume even the souls of the dead…"

"In doing so, these deceased have no chance to even become Ghostly Beings… It’s truly unwise!"

Behind him, a Ghost General at that moment was trembling as he said:

"But, my lord Ghost Monarch… we all can hardly hold on any longer, the ’Resentment Hunger’ is about to flare up…"

This Ghost General was none other than Hei Tian, the commander of the ’Giant Bee Camp’ under the command of Ming Zhi, the Ghost Monarch!

Ming Zhi, the Ghost Monarch, turned and looked at his subordinates.

A group of Ghostly Beings, at this moment, had green lights flickering on their faces, with bloodthirsty crimson in their eyes, twisting and going insane!

"The ’Resentment Hunger’ has come early this time… It must have been triggered by the slaughter," the Ghost Monarch muttered.

-Amongst the Evil Spirits, all Ghostly Beings could not escape one curse - Resentment Hunger.

Practicing in the Ghost Domain, using death energy as a source, but that death energy was often mixed with resentment.

As Ghostly Beings become stronger, the resentment intensifies and flares up periodically.

When it flares up, Ghostly Beings lose their minds, controlled by resentment, becoming twisted machines of slaughter, until they consume enough ghost souls and blood for the resentment to be satisfied and recede...

Otherwise, they would perish in madness.

This was called ’Resentment Hunger’!

In a vicious cycle, no ghost could escape!

Along the way, Ming Zhi’s subordinates had been stimulated by the omnipresent blood and consumption, and Resentment Hunger was about to erupt!

"Damn it… all in!"

Ming Zhi, the Ghost Monarch, clenched his teeth and raised his hand, declaring:

"Resentment, be mine!"

In an instant, wisps and strands of resentment from the soul bodies of his tens of thousands of subordinates converged toward him!

The crimson eyes of countless subordinates gradually returned to calm.

"Lord Ghost Monarch, you have already suffered Resentment Hunger for your brothers once this month… You cannot do this again!"

Hei Tian spoke up, trembling:

"Blood and fresh souls are everywhere, my lord... please let the brothers handle it themselves!"

But Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch slapped him across the face, saying:

"Shut your mouth for me!"

"As long as I’m here, you’re not going to turn out like the other ghosts!"

With that, he bit his teeth and wildly channeled his ghost power, concentrating all the resentment from his underling ghosts onto himself!

His ghostly eyes turned a blood red, and his ghostly body trembled. Even as a Ghost Monarch, suddenly absorbing so much resentment, he was almost unable to bear it.

"Aaah, I can’t take it anymore... Send me the female ghosts, the female ghosts!"

Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch howled desperately.

Suddenly, from the army behind him, a group of female ghosts emerged, each one flaunting their beauty, curvy and with devilish figures.

"Ghost Monarch, my lord... you are thinking about it again...,"

"This servant adores you to death..."

"What are we waiting for...?"

A flock of female ghosts chirped and flirted.

"Stop blabbering, strip off your clothes!!!"

Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch waved a big hand, and with a gust of ghost mist, he and the female ghosts vanished from the spot.

...

"Hei Tian, leader, this is the second time this month that the Ghost Monarch...,"

Suddenly, a ghost general behind the leader spoke up.

He was the leader of the Little Savage Waist Camp, Leng Wudi!

Indeed, Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch named his army after his favorite things...

Giant Bee Camp, Little Savage Waist Camp.

Worry was clearly written on Leng Wudi’s face as he said:

"Those essence-eating ghosts can swallow the resentment from the Ghost Monarch’s body... but they will also gnaw at the Ghost Monarch’s spirit essence..."

"If this continues, our lord the Ghost Monarch will die..."

The ability of Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch’s underlings to maintain control and not be dominated by Resentment Hunger was because Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch himself took on the Resentment Hunger.

His way of resolving the Resentment Hunger relied on the power of those essence-eating ghosts.

These female ghosts would consume the resentment on him and, at the same time, gnaw at his spirit essence!

Within the evil spirits, such a way of dealing with Resentment Hunger was seen as suicide.

Hei Tian, the leader who had just been slapped by Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch, now had a reddish look in his eyes and said:

"Don’t I know that?"

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"In the circle of evil spirits, those who use essence-eating ghosts to resolve Resentment Hunger, even if they’re at the monarch level, won’t live past five hundred years... It’s been over four hundred years since the Ghost Monarch attained his throne..."

He clenched his fists tightly.

Leng Wudi was silent for a moment, then said:

"If there are signs of another outbreak of Resentment Hunger... Leader, you take the brothers of the Giant Bee Camp and directly devour us from the Little Savage Waist Camp to relieve your suffering from Resentment Hunger!"

"We must not let our lord the Ghost Monarch bear the Resentment Hunger for us again!"

There was a clear sense of fatal resolve in his words!

Hei Tian looked behind Leng Wudi and saw that the ghost soldiers of the Little Savage Waist Camp had the same determination as Leng Wudi...

Clearly, the Little Savage Waist Camp was already prepared...

Upon seeing this, Hei Tian suddenly smiled and said:

"Fine, when the time comes, we can play rock-paper-scissors. If you win, I’ll lead my men to consume you guys."

"If you lose, you obediently consume our Giant Bee Camp!"

Seeing this, Leng Wudi was momentarily stunned and looked towards the Giant Bee Camp.

All of the ghostly beings of the Giant Bee Camp had the same fearless expression!

Leng Wudi couldn’t help saying:

"You... are prepared too?"

...

Before long, Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch finally returned with a group of essence-eating ghosts.

Those female ghosts now each looked radiant, their enchanting and seductive aura even stronger.

But Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch now had a saintly and serene face!

He was like a venerable sage, perfectly serene!

"My lord the Ghost Monarch..."

Hei Tian stepped forward, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, saying:

"Please take your medicine to nourish your body."

He produced some black medicinal pills.

Those were to nourish the ghost’s body, but in reality, what Ming Zhi had injured the most was his vital spirit essence, which was hard for the medicine to heal.

It was merely better than nothing.

Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch casually threw a handful of pills into his mouth, his expression somewhat complex, saying:

"I suppose I do need a boost... or else people will keep calling me ’duan’ (short)..."

Hei Tian: "..."

Leng Wudi: "..."

...

Not long after, the flags of Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch fluttered in the wind.

A new order had already come through.

"Ming Zhi Ghost Monarch, along with several other Ghost Monarchs, is to join forces to attack the Divine Realm from the Fortieth Star Field to the Fiftieth Star Field. Take them within a month, or be executed!"

After breaking through the peripheral star fields, the main force of the Ghost Domain was now able to attack, finally reaching the first thousand star fields of the Divine Realm.

The first thousand domains were also precisely the target of those in the Dead Soil.

Here, is the place where Samsara appears!

...

Another chapter is being written.