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Chapter 47 Kill through the Vajra Temple!

After escaping into the shadow dimension, Yuan Zhu felt as comfortable as a fish in water or a tiger returning to the mountains.

With every breath, a constant flow of "spiritual energy" poured into my body. It was the feeling of abundance, like just scanning a QR code to spend 10 yuan, and then my phone beeped, notifying me that 20.35 yuan had arrived.

No matter how much you earn, the sound of "beep, beep!" filling your ears with the continuous arrival of money brings you immense joy.

Moreover, this wasn't just money, but rather the contaminated spiritual energy implicit in the [Immortal Scripture]. He experienced the feeling of passively growing stronger every moment. His mana limit was soaring at a visible rate. At this rate, I...

"Little elf, stop messing around and change the measurement unit back!"

Yuan Zhu suddenly realized, "Why is this mana bar growing so fast? This isn't just ordinary mana regeneration, it's breaking through my own mana limit!"

To please (and motivate) herself, the elf set the unit to the minimum value. Every time she absorbed a portion of shadow power, the upper limit of the blue bar would stretch by 1 micron or 1 nanometer. When she magnified it to a scale visible to the naked eye, it would create a honey illusion.

At this rate, it wouldn't be long before his combat power surpassed 100 million. He thought he was invincible. But then he looked up and saw... Holy crap! He had traveled through time and space, and actually ascended to the divine realm?
The pollution value of a random NPC sweeping the roadside starts at 1. Billionaires are everywhere, and trillion evil spirits are worse than dogs. It turns out there's a unit of measurement error.

In a world where the average person is 17 billion nanometers tall, I'm incredibly powerful! Like a demon slayer from heaven, a Titan on earth, I can create and destroy an endless nanoscale universe with just a wave of my hand!

The elf sincerely admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous. I didn't know how to flatter you, but I just wanted to make you feel more confident and proud. I like to see you so excited!"

The corners of the tiger demon's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and his tiger whiskers trembled.

The steady mentality behind his human form quickly dissipated, replaced by the arrogance and confidence of the king of beasts: "Duck, no need. My style has always been steady and confident. I don't need this kind of trick to deceive myself. Watch out, Hu Feng!"

The Tiger Demon, feeling increasingly elated, couldn't resist showing off his skills after being praised by the elf. So, in the shadow world, he activated his unknown, severely mutated talent, [Calling Wind???].

The magic power in his body was rapidly consumed, and Yuan Zhu realized that this magical power lacked a certain soul charm?
To be more precise, he lacked his own unique [Wind]. Therefore, his magical power remained at its basic level, capable of only the most ordinary destructive power. Even so, the shadowy space-time around him still raged with a fierce wind.

The ordinary shadowy black mist stirred up gusts of cold wind, curling around him in thin air and transforming into a tornado. Sharp wind blades sliced through the shadowy buildings and trees, severing them easily.

With a thought, the Yinfeng immediately switched from attack mode to absorption mode. Like a giant vacuum cleaner, the Yinfeng tornado continuously sucked out the surrounding Yellow Springs mist and poured it into the Tiger Demon's mouth.

The closer he got to the Vajra Temple, the thicker the Yellow Spring mist in the shadow world became. A feeling of fullness and coolness came over him at the soul level. His [Ghostly Magical Power] was almost filled up and he could hardly digest it.

He ceased his [Calling Wind], and his depleted mana quickly refilled. The Tiger Demon closed his eyes, carefully savoring the changes within himself. The continuous flow of 'Yellow Springs Qi' infused his body, causing his [Shadow Power] to undergo a qualitative change, becoming even more sinister and spiritual.

"This change..."

It was as if from then on, every drop of shadow power he refined would carry a hint of Huangquan's attributes. His painting style became even more sinister!
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, you've become stronger again! You're one step closer to returning to your peak. Your transformation is like upgrading your phone's system to version 1.1. You've installed [Yellow Springs Death Patch 1.0], optimized the bloodline database of your [Deformed Spiritual Root] ([Ghost]), and upgraded the quality of your shadow power."

Maomao nodded, satisfied, "Simple and clear, I understand!"

At this time, the Tiger Demon also stopped, looked up solemnly, and looked forward.

In the shadow world, there was no projection of the Vajra Temple. Ahead, in the shadow spacetime location of the Vajra Temple, a huge and solid, seemingly integrated temple foundation was embedded directly in the sky above the shadow dimension.

In other words, the base of the Vajra Temple sank into the ground, directly breaking through time and space, and appeared at the same time in the soil of the bubble world and above the shadow world.

Not only that, in the cracks of the stone foundation in the sky, "arms" of varying sizes, lengths, and lengths grew out. They looked like both flesh and blood and roots, waving in the air with bared fangs and claws, trying to catch something.
The Tiger Demon focused his eyes and saw the Yellow Springs water vapor polluted into apricot yellow. Those arms, big and small, long and short, were waving to capture the light blue mist that escaped in the shadow dimension. After absorbing it, they transformed it into the Yellow Springs death energy polluted by Buddhist magic power and released it again.

Just like plant roots, they compete for water and nutrients in the soil, while secreting toxins to kill other competitors.

"This Vajra Temple doesn't look like a good place!"

The Tiger Demon lingered in the shadow world, observing the temple foundations in the sky. In his eyes, the Vajra Temple was a single entity, isolating and repelling the shadow dimension. Trying to sneak in through the shadow world was impossible; he could only force his way in head-on.

In addition, the Vajra Temple itself is brewing a huge and thick polluted energy, which is the mutated Yellow Spring death energy infected by the Buddhist magic power.

After successively encountering the little monk with dry grass and the Buddha eggplant, and gazing at the blood-stained cassock and the Buddha corpse ghost from afar, Yuan Zhu became familiar with the fluctuations of the Buddhist system.

The Vajra Temple is now falling from the Buddhist realm into the underworld, its source of pollution being eroded and covered by the underworld, yet it has inherited some of the Buddhist attributes. It emits a dim light (Buddha's Light) in the shadow world, radiating, corroding and transforming the shadow world.

"This is……?"

Vajra Temple's behavior always gave him an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
"Of course, it's to enhance your bloodline memories! This temple is connected to the Yellow Springs, contaminated and distorted by its power. Then, they release the 'Yellow Spring Buddha Light' into the shadow world, contaminating and distorting the properties of the shadow dimension. They want to transform this place into a 'subordinate Yellow Spring' of the bubble world. No, it's the Buddhist Hell belonging to the Buddha Corpse Ghosts. They seem to be planning to create a 'layer of hell'!"

The elf also referred to the inheritance of the Tiger Demon, her understanding of the Du Ling's 'supernatural pollution system', and Yuan Zhu's own knowledge of Earth mythology, and summarized them into a set of statements that Yuan Zhu was familiar with and understood.

The bubble world has a simple structure and does not have its own "hell or underworld".

Thus, the demons of the Vajra Temple began to spontaneously use the Yellow Springs to erode the shadow world, creating the "First Layer of Yellow Springs Hell" affiliated with Buddhism. If they continued to grow in size and strength, they could also add the "Second Layer of Hell"... all the way to the "Eighteenth Layer of Hell."

"Lao Da, the ultimate talent of the Tiger Demon also has similar operations. It connects the mountains of the human world to the underworld, creating a small system of city gods. It collects tolls and protection fees from both the Yin and Yang worlds. On the one hand, it raises minions to become the ghost king behind the scenes, and on the other hand, it bribes the judges in the underworld to buy a small official position, and also enjoys a share of the incense of the mountain gods on earth. Then it develops a circular farming industry for wild game, enslaves mortals to cultivate spiritual fields and spiritual medicines... Then it upgrades the holiday villa, wins over the masters, and step by step whitewashes itself... to attack the demon immortals! And then to the heaven!"

Yuan Zhu nodded to show that he understood. You think too much. "You are attracted by this thing? But it has no use to me!"

He hadn't even mastered the Tiger Devil's talent template, let alone settled in the bubble world permanently. He came here to check in and broaden his horizons, but he couldn't possibly occupy the Vajra Temple and build a 'Shadow Dimension. Netherworld Cavern' here, could he?

This shabby place doesn't even have any people, and it's full of Buddhist monks and crazy beasts. It's really filthy!
"I'm just curious if there are any treasures in this Vajra Temple. I advised you to come here mainly to absorb the 'Yellow Springs Qi' to complete the [Ghostly Divine Power]. Now that your goal has been achieved, you can run away. But I still can't give up. I just want to see what good treasures this temple has. What if it can help you take a step forward and achieve immortality?"

The elf twisted its skeletal snake body and went crazy on the tiger demon, rubbing and tickling it. She was a little scared, thinking safety first and it was time to run away; but she was also a little suicidal, unwilling to give in, and wanted to go in and take a look.

Yuan Zhu, who could monitor her at any time, sensed this conflicted state of mind and began to feel itchy. It was fine if he didn't pry into her thoughts, but once he did, it became like a little elf constantly harassing him, irritating and annoying, like a child rolling around in the toy aisle and refusing to leave.

"Done it! That Buddha Corpse Ghost brought his elite troops to cause trouble for Fuqia. Zhou Chu and the others even dared to trespass into Fuqia's lair. Why can't I, a dignified Shadow Tiger Demon, enter the Vajra Temple?"

Yuan Zhu made up his mind and went into the temple to take a look. Then he leaped and turned into a black silhouette, escaping back to the human world through the gap between shadows and reality.

The next second, the home advantage that was constantly enveloped and infused by the "polluted spiritual energy (shadow)" was instantly weakened by 8%, which made him very reluctant.

Fortunately, it is night now and there are shadows everywhere, so we can still enjoy the 2% home advantage.

"The benefits of this [Shadow Power] are obvious. At night, it suddenly increases by at least 20%, influxing my 'spiritual energy' and forcing me to become even stronger. However, the downside is that in broad daylight, its power is greatly reduced, and it can only function at normal levels." The elf quickly offered a suggestion: "Don't worry, my king. Once you become familiar with the tiger demon form, you can store the additional shadow power within your shadow, creating a pool of mana and increasing its endurance. However, in broad daylight, you cannot transform into a tiger demon, and must remain in human form. Therefore, choose a legal system for your human body that can see the light and pass through clear paths."

Yuan Zhu agreed, "That's right, I paid too much attention to the Tiger Demon's body."

The elf: "No, no, no! The [Immortal Scripture] is your foundation, and the [Tiger Demon] is your very foundation. Not only was I born from the distortion and erosion of the 'Shadow Pollution', but you, the King, relied on the 'Deformed Spiritual Root' to successfully seize this body and ascend to the throne. The [Shadow] is our foundation! We must not lose sight of the fundamentals and excessively pursue local systems. Instead, we must study and digest local power and knowledge, secretly nourishing and strengthening the [Shadow]!"

"Well said!" Yuan Zhu's heart was even more resolute in his determination to cultivate both the [Immortal Scripture] and his native system. He couldn't rely too much on the [Immortal Scripture]. Ultimately, I, Yuan Zhu, still had to rely on myself!

...

The tiger demon lurked in the shadows, its aura restrained to the extreme, its hunting instinct naturally aroused, and the outside world could not sense the presence of any foreign object in the shadows at all.

Not long after, a group of misshapen Buddhist ghouls patrolled the street in front of the Vajra Temple. Most of these ghouls had a "Dharma Palm" on their bodies. However, there were a few exceptions. One ghoul had a large, coiled, mantis-like forelimb on its lower back, looking quite awkward.

"Why is this Buddhist Dharma practice so weird?"

creak...

The gate of Vajra Temple suddenly opened a crack, and an old monk wearing a tattered robe stained with blood walked out from the crack.

Its face showed the characteristics of a mummy, its skin was shriveled and slightly decayed, and it had no extra limbs on its body. The strange thing was that its eyes were missing, and its eye sockets were two black holes.

It put its palms together and looked up at the starry sky. The stars tonight were particularly bright, and from time to time a few starlights fell and fell towards the square.

The blind, mummy-like old monk was staring at the starry sky. Two long, translucent snail tentacles that secreted mucus suddenly stretched out from his empty eye sockets. At the tips of the tentacles were cone-shaped eyeballs that were constantly wriggling and flashing with colorful rings.

Not only from the empty eye sockets, but even from the nostrils, a pair of shorter snail tentacles extended, raised up and aimed at the stars.

Four tentacles stretched out to the length of the forearm, constantly exploring, measuring, and sensing the starry sky... Suddenly, the old monk's body trembled, and the pair of colorful conical eyeballs suddenly turned around and stared straight at the tiger demon Yuan Zhu who was ambushing in the shadows.

??? Discovered?
The old monk, unable to speak, could only roar angrily, "Roar!"

The corpses around him turned around and rushed towards the shadow, raising their palms. The turbid apricot-yellow death energy coiled around the tips of their palms, and various death energy martial arts were fired at it.

"Roar!"

The tiger roared, and the dark wind gathered from the black fog rolled up the yellow sand. The tiger demon jumped out of the ravine, and slapped out with a whistling claw. The power of shadow repelled all the death energy of the underworld. The tiger claw landed heavily on the corpse ghost's face, directly smashing the shriveled head into pieces, shattering it into countless bones and flesh, splashing everywhere.

"Take my whip!"

The elf roared, twisting its skeleton snake body and slamming headfirst into the shadows beneath the tiger demon, vanishing. Simultaneously, the shadows beneath the ghouls began to boil. A massive black shadow snake demon emerged halfway, twisting wildly in excitement and thrashing itself like crazy, knocking nearby corpses back and forth one after another before the giant python wrapped itself around it and mercilessly crushed them.

Yuan Zhu tried to drive the [Ghost] again.

Sure enough, there was no complete set of 'tiger minions data' in his soul database. Instead, the talent [The World in the Belly] was given a [Thunder Task Interface. Patch] by the elf, which showed an ongoing but far-reaching [minion refining task].

[Quest Progress: 1.01%] Over forty deformed monsters, packed into one quest. No wonder there aren't any usable minions. If it could be split into 40 quests, pausing 39, perhaps there would already be minions to herd.

Garbage elf!
Although the [Ghost] interface does not have a fully refined Tiger Henchman, this talent can be used just like [Wind Calling], just in basic mode.

One by one, 'shadow silhouette monsters' generated by memory and subconsciousness emerged from his body, each one was so bizarre and twisted. Yuan Zhu refused to admit that this was created by his brain, and it must be another stupid fool elf!
As soon as these silhouettes were born, they spontaneously absorbed the deathly aura of the Yellow Springs that escaped from the air. Because the nearby Yellow Springs aura had been contaminated by the Vajra Temple, these twisted shadows could no longer help but grow a "Pitch Black Palm."

"Is this contaminated?" Yuan Zhu was a little worried. If these silhouettes absorbed too much of the dim deathly energy, would they rebel against the Vajra Temple?
"Don't worry, these cannon fodders are all given temporary life by the [Ghostly Magical Power]. Once it is released, they will collapse and dissipate."

Yuan Zhu: "What are you waiting for? Crush them!"

A large number of silhouetted demons flew forward and engaged in a fierce battle. The clash made no sound, as if someone had pressed the mute button. The silhouettes rushed forward, being blown and shattered, but as Yuan Zhu continued to infuse shadow power, they quickly recovered.

Ok?
As the melee began, Yuan Zhu discovered a bug. The spatial structure of this bubble world was too simple, and everywhere he looked were cracks from the shadow world.

Furthermore, an endless supply of polluted spiritual energy gushed out from the rifts, replenishing his mana consumption. This allowed him to sustain a fierce battle against a large number of 'disposable ghost silhouettes'. His tail, controlled by the elf, freely absorbed shadow spiritual energy, aiding his indiscriminate killing spree.

Yuan Zhu's mind then shifted slightly, and he manipulated a silhouette demon to leap and embrace a corpse ghost. He didn't engage in a fierce fight, simply locking the other's hands and feet and flipping it over towards the corpse ghost's shadow. He then hugged the corpse ghost and threw it on its back to the ground. Both of them fell smoothly into the shadowy rift and disappeared from the world.

Huh? Huh? Huh?!

Is it that easy?

Suddenly, the melee at the temple entrance shifted. The shadow monsters twisted and deformed, catching each powerful ghoul like a net. They stopped fighting and instead fled to the shadow dimension. Like falling into a trap, they disappeared one by one.

When the elf saw this magical scene, he turned around and drilled the head of the giant shadow snake into the shadow world to peek.

Yuan Zhu shared the vision simultaneously, and he also saw that in the shadow dimension, the group of zombies were still resisting vigorously, using the power condensed by the palm to blow up and scatter the silhouettes one by one.

This time, Yuan Zhu no longer injected magic power to extend the life of the silhouette, so the corpse ghosts lost their target and wandered around aimlessly in the shadow dimension. Finally, they came to the base of the Vajra Temple, looked up to bathe in the Buddha's light, but they were powerless, unable to climb up and return home.

"Is there a bug?"

The next second, Yuan Zhu threw the threatening old monk with snail tentacles and mummy into the shadow world and they couldn't get out.

"Boss, you are mighty! Boss, you are domineering! Boss, you are unparalleled in wisdom!" The giant translucent shadow snake twisted and turned around the tiger demon, cheering, "I'll open the door for you, Boss!"

After saying this, she stretched out her body and arrived at the entrance of the Vajra Temple. She bit the door and twisted her body to push it open. The thick aura of death from the underworld rushed towards her, and it was all contaminated again.

The tiger demon frowned slightly, took a breath and exhaled.

The stench of corpses is so strong, it's far inferior to the refreshing and sweet smell of the blue mist! Rubbish!
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