Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 255 Primordial Spirit and Spiritual Spirit

A fierce wind raged.

Lin Shu closed her eyes and leaned back on the imperial carriage.

The vast scroll swayed uncertainly in the sea of ​​consciousness. As three hundred taels of karmic fire essence were poured into it, the majestic lion that had been suppressed by the golden peak gradually stood up.

The Golden Peak Heavenly Lion Great Technique has progressed from the Lesser Completion stage to the Greater Completion stage.

The former represents the family he has never met, while Tian Shi represents Lin Shu's self-awareness.

The breakthrough in immortal techniques not only doubled the power of blood and qi in the binding Dao patterns within his body, but also gave him the qualifications to contend with his master's family.

Then, another thousand taels of gold essence were slowly digested.

[Nascent Soul. Eternal Binding Path. Golden Peak Heavenly Lion Great Law: Perfection]

The lion's towering spine carries the entire golden mountain on its back; its limbs grow ever stronger, and its steps become increasingly steady.

Lin Shu's thin clothes fluttered in the wind, revealing lines on her fair skin.

On his strong, lean back, the eyes of his ferocious lion-face shone even brighter, and his abundant, powerful qi and blood overflowed uncontrollably, transforming into wisps of almost tangible red mist that resonated with the entire blood-red chariot. That was an overbearing aura that could suppress Nascent Soul cultivators with just his physical body!

Now, Lin Shu still has a full 4,700 taels of Karmic Fire Essence left.

He hadn't fought such a lucrative battle in a long time.

The word "perfection" represents the ultimate state.

Based on past experience, once one's immortal cultivation reaches this level, they can no longer absorb any merit or demerit.

Lin Shu would need to spend a large portion of his savings to deduce the new path, approximately ten times the amount, and then break through the higher-level barriers in one go.

Judging from this body tempering method, it takes more than a thousand taels to go from the Great Completion to the Perfection. The remaining four thousand seven hundred taels of Karmic Fire Gold Essence are obviously not enough to meet the threshold of the Nascent Soul stage.

In the past, Lin Shu would probably have chosen to invest these Karmic Fire Essences in other immortal techniques, or use them to nourish rare treasures from the mountains and seas to make up for the deficiencies in his methods.

But now he is surprised to find that after the Golden Peak Heavenly Lion Great Law has reached its perfection, it is still absorbing his savings.

"Does this mean the path to Nascent Soul has no end?"

With each drop of karmic fire essence, Lin Shu would notice his foundation strengthening by one point.

With a great battle imminent, this was certainly a good thing. But just when Lin Shu thought that the thousands of taels of gold essence would be completely absorbed, Tian Shi had only swallowed about a thousand taels more when he saw that illusory gate again.

"..."

Lin Shu's heart sank suddenly.

Perhaps because of the greater energy expenditure this time, the towering gate was much clearer than when I last saw it.

"Why do you always stop me?"

He felt inexplicably stifled, a situation he had never encountered before on his path of cultivation.

It's as if some bored, unknown being is deliberately making life difficult for cultivators, erecting a huge gate to block their path to advancement.

"No, this doesn't seem to be the same door."

Last time, Lin Shu only caught a glimpse of the money because she didn't have enough charitable silver on hand. This time, she had much more money, so she didn't feel bad about wasting a little.

Therefore, he was able to carefully observe this magnificent gate by continuously pouring in his savings.

Even if you didn't see it clearly enough the last time.

But he could still tell that the two gates exuded completely different auras. At this moment, the gateposts were painted with what looked like the arms of some huge creature, while the lintel resembled broad and powerful shoulders. The intricate and exquisite patterns in the center of the gate formed a face that one dared not look directly at.

The entire gate seemed to be alive, radiating an indescribable vitality!

"Should I push it away?"

Lin Shu watched helplessly as the majestic Tian Shi approached the gate.

Two opposing emotions suddenly arose in his heart.

An intense, insatiable excitement, coupled with a fear that made his entire body tremble involuntarily.

Push open this door, and you will be reborn and transformed!

Push open this door and you will fall into the chains set by the master, forever bound and unable to escape!

Two voices shrieked in Lin Shu's ears, making his head throb, and he couldn't tell which one was true.

Or perhaps, both are true?

Pushing open the door is the path to becoming a deity, but the flaws of the Eternal Path of Edict and Binding will be magnified infinitely at this moment.

Without the freedom of the Dao, one is utterly unworthy of becoming a deity; even if one manages to transcend that threshold, one will only become a servant of the master. The two conflicting emotions tug at each other; the allure of transformation and rebirth is simply too great to resist.

Lin Shu hesitated as she looked at the closed door.

But soon he realized that he didn't seem to need to dwell on it.

Because it seems like we don't have enough money.

The celestial lion carrying the golden peak rapidly shrank in size, gradually becoming a thin human figure.

A figure carrying a mountain of gold trudged forward with faltering steps.

Under Lin Shu's gaze, it was actually separated into two shadows. One was in the shape of a normal person, continuing to carry the mountain forward, while the other, which remained in place, had wings on its back and long, thin arms with claws.

The porter was already exhausted just from walking to the door and pressing his trembling hands on it.

"There are still two thousand four hundred taels of Karmic Fire Gold Essence left."

The whole process consumed a lot of Lin Shu's savings.

If you throw all the remaining money into it, at best you can only make a tiny opening; it's far from enough to truly transcend and transform.

After realizing the truth, Lin Shu's agitated heart finally calmed down. There was no need to drag the main family down with her for such a small improvement, when she was already struggling to control this golden peak.

My purpose in joining this arduous and perilous path was to avoid being someone else's lackey.

If all our hard work is in vain, wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

Once we have enough ill-gotten gains and time, we should develop the Body Tempering Technique into a reverse robbery machine, and then try to open more doors and gates. That would be the right thing to do.

"and……"

Lin Shu slowly looked at the shadow that remained in place.

The Phoenix-Changing-Sun Technique gave him two sides to his life, but now it seems that this gate only recognizes one of them.

Pessimistically speaking, if I want to open the door to this path of body tempering, I cannot rely on the blessing of spiritual energy.

But if you think about it from another angle...

"Is it possible for me to cultivate two paths simultaneously and unlock two different divine gates?"

Thinking of this, Lin Shu suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes once again filled with excitement.

Although I'm not entirely clear on the specific differences between Nascent Soul cultivators, it's always good to have an extra path to take. "Never mind, whether it's time or ill-gotten gains, as long as I get past this hurdle, I'll have everything."

He took a deep breath and turned his gaze to Ning Qingzhi and Lao He beside him.

Aside from the Cangming Guard, if they could defeat the Wang family, they could also sever Danming's arm. At that time, regardless of whether the Heavenly Demon Palace sent a message to the Dragon Palace to explain, this prince would probably no longer believe the Demon Palace at all.

Only when the two enormous creatures fight each other will I, caught in the middle, have enough room to grow.

Lin Shu no longer needed to beg the Demon Palace for help.

On the contrary, the Demon Palace would be in dire need of external assistance like his, after all, even a small amount is still something.

With this in mind, Lin Shu no longer hesitated and shifted her attention to the immortal body where her divided soul resided.

……

Amidst the broken, solitary peaks.

Yan Qiu remained expressionless, but gripped the iron chain in his hand tightly. Several soul dogs were pulled backward, their necks almost snapped.

The remaining Yin Immortals looked at each other, gazing at the empty, barren mountaintop, unsure of what to say.

"It seems that the Night Wanderer from Yongzhou was right." Suddenly, an untimely sneer rang out.

As soon as Yang Qingyue finished speaking, he noticed strange gazes falling on him. Then, Yan Qiu turned around coldly and stared at him indifferently.

He stood there awkwardly, feeling miserable and unable to help but utter a few complaints.

Why are you glaring at me...?

Can simply remain silent change the fact that a group of half-life immortals, who came in great force to pursue them, did not even catch a glimpse of a demon?

"Anyone could guess what he was talking about."

Yan Bin quickly tried to smooth things over: "I just didn't expect these monsters to be so capable, escaping so quickly without leaving a single one. Otherwise, if we had just captured two, Brother Yan, with your skills, it would have been a piece of cake to torture out the whereabouts of the remaining beasts."

"Besides..."

He paused, then chuckled, "That man also said there might be demons lying in ambush. Did any of you see them?"

"snort!"

Yan Qiu gave a muffled snort, his expression improving slightly, and said in a chilling voice, "I wish those beasts really had the guts to hide here and there. It's a pity they only dare to rely on sneak attacks to provoke those useless junior immortal descendants."

Upon hearing this, the immortals burst into laughter, easing the awkward atmosphere of losing the demon. Several thousand-legged earth dragons and fat worms found the laughter rather grating, their surging bodies freezing in place. However, they dared not touch Yan Qiu's tiger whiskers, and could only chuckle softly in response.

However, the laughter lasted only two breaths before stopping one after another.

Like ducks suddenly having their throats grabbed.

"..."

Yan Qiu noticed something was wrong, raised her head, and looked up at the sky in the direction of the wary gazes of the crowd.

Cultivators in the mortal realm would avoid even the slightest trace of yin energy, fearing that it would affect their cultivation.

But now, the towering fog has almost turned the world of the living into the underworld.

Among them were many figures that stood calmly suspended.

The mist settled on everyone's shoulders, turning into tangible white frost. Clearly, they were not from the underworld and were still affected by the yin energy. However, the cultivation techniques they practiced were able to silently dispel this chill.

"A soul cultivator...is he from the Ning family?"

Some people narrowed their eyes, a bad premonition already rising in their hearts.

As half-life immortals, they are all like parents and gods in their respective prefectures, their words carrying absolute authority. Immortal descendants are merely objects for collecting incense offerings, cultivators are lowly servants, and as for demons, they are nothing more than insignificant ants.

Only those who hold the celestial position are qualified to associate with them as equals.

But there are always exceptions.

The twenty-seven demon cultivator families who fought their way to the top with blood and fire shattered many of their half-life immortal bodies, and some have yet to be rebuilt and returned.

It can be said that the reason why all the underworld immortals present are able to sit in their current positions is entirely due to the vacancy created by the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Among them, the Ning family, famous for their soul cultivation, is the outer family that has the most dealings with the underworld.

Yan Qiu noticed the calm expressions on the faces of the group of people, as if they had guessed something.

He shifted his gaze and finally found that unremarkable, slender figure in the misty waves.

"Heavenly Demon King, Ning Yanche!" Yan Bin called out in a hoarse voice.

When demon cultivators break free from the constraints of the immortal sects and reach the Nascent Soul realm, they arrogantly proclaim themselves kings. However, such self-aggrandizing titles are clearly not recognized by the immortal sects.

In the mouths of most deities, the other party is usually referred to as "wicked beast".

However, there are differences even among Nascent Soul cultivators, and the gap between them may even be greater than that between Qi Refining and Nascent Soul. Throughout the land and water under the Dragon Palace's rule, only a handful of demon cultivators were different; they were the heads of the outer courts of the Heavenly Demon Clan, and they usually didn't bother to call themselves Demon Kings.

However, even someone as proud as a half-life immortal would put away his contempt when mentioning this group of people.

In the name of the Demon Palace, it is called the Heavenly Demon King.

"There really was an ambush..."

Yan Bin subconsciously took two steps back, and suddenly began to regret his initial choice.

Everyone could clearly see that Yan Qiu had been put on hold earlier, and even he had actually come to accept the Qi brothers' statement in his heart.

But they still felt that seniority and ability were more important than the facts.

In short, even if she was wrong, Yan Qiu could take responsibility and simply search for it again.

But now, Yan Bin suddenly felt that following Brother Qi was the better choice.

Even if we can't find any monsters, at least we can be safe.

"What are you afraid of?"

Yan Qiu suddenly glanced sideways at Yan Bin. The man in the sky, setting aside his identity as the head of the outer family, was essentially just a Nascent Soul Realm demon cultivator.

Whether we're talking about status or strength.

He, Yan, was once Zhang Zhiwei's colleague and had accumulated a great deal of merit. If he hadn't been a bit unlucky, it's hard to say who would be the position of the Impermanent Underworld Marshal today.

"You dare to intercept more than ten deputy commanders of the Underworld by your own strength? You're overestimating the Ning family's carefree ways."

A sinister smile crept across Yan Qiu's lips.

He calmly raised his head and looked up, his voice low and deep: "Try getting past me first?"

This veteran night wanderer actually wanted to have a one-on-one fight with this Heavenly Demon King.

"..."

Ning Yanche looked down.

From beginning to end, he never glanced at Yan Qiu alone; his calm pupils reflected all the figures below.

The next moment, the clear black and white eyes gradually turned gray and lost their luster.

The man's breathing stopped, and his body fell into complete silence, as if he had become a dead man. Until a wisp of gray smoke rose from the top of his head, then swelled with the wind, from the thickness of a finger joint to an instantaneous shadow that blotted out the sky.

Rumble!

The gray shadow stretched out its arms, tearing apart the towering waves of mist, and its enormous face emerged from the sky.

It completely detached itself from the man's body, coalescing into a giant whose shoulders reached the heavens. It looked light and airy, yet it brought an irresistible pressure.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.

Yan Qiu's expression changed dramatically; the sinister smile on his lips vanished quickly, and his pupils began to dilate.

Until the gray shadow giant raised his arm, stretched out his right palm, and his thick, mountain-like fingers pressed straight down onto the earth.

He finally managed to squeeze out the murmured word from his throat: "Spirit God..."

This lord of the Ning family has already broken through the divine barrier and attained the position of a spiritual god!

The chain that Yan Qiu was about to raise suddenly went limp and fell to the ground. Facing the terrifying shadow looming over his head, his voice suddenly became sharp and high-pitched.

"Ning Yanche, you have entered the Nascent Soul realm and are now a recluse of the Inner Palace. According to the agreement reached during the truce, you are not to participate in worldly affairs!!"

This doesn't seem like a tacit agreement between the two major powers during the celestial inspection. Rather, it's a contract personally signed by the Heavenly Demon Emperor and the Hengshui Dragon King many years ago!

"This king..."

The gray shadow giant opened its mouth, its voice deep and calm: "Still outside the door."

Along with the words, a hand as broad as the sky fell.

There was no deafening roar.

Spirits and deities are proven by the soul opening the gates of the divine realm; they are not physical objects.

Even the dilapidated, isolated mountain did not tremble in the slightest.

The dozen or so deputy commanders of the underworld were as if they were being suppressed by towering peaks, making it extremely difficult for them to even breathe.

The powerful incense and prayers, as mighty as a golden river, surged forth, and no one dared to hold back in the slightest, yet they were all scattered by that enormous right palm.

The soul hound vanished instantly.

One by one, the figures flew backward, and the immortals let out piercing cries. Although their immortal bodies were not broken, they lost their luster at a visible speed and turned into a gray, stone-like appearance in large areas.

"Let's go!" The immortals used up their last incense offerings to forcibly tear open the path between Yin and Yang, and fled inside in a panic.

However, the descendants of the Tao and Song families behind them were not so lucky.

The frenzied earth dragons and spirit-devouring insects surged up, desperately trying to crush the gray shadow, but the hand paid them no heed, simply passing through it casually.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The giants' bodies were still intact, and their faces still held a fearful yet fierce expression of fighting for their lives. However, they had lost their vitality and fell to the ground with slight twitches, stirring up waves of dust!

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