35: Chapter 35 Eradicating the Evil Energy?!

On the wasteland, the Marrow-Eating Demon Hound roared lowly, its scarlet beastly pupils covered in bloodshot veins, constantly scratching the ground as evil qi surged wildly around its body, repeatedly taking intimidating pouncing stances toward its own kind.

Coiled beside the spiritual spring, the Qi-Blood Underworld Python's tail scales shook wildly, its forked tongue flicking rapidly as a cold murderous intent swept indiscriminately across the entire wasteland, nearly ambushing the nearby resting Soul-Crying Crow.

The sky-filling Rot-Blood Mosquitoes completely lost control, no longer coiling orderly, and instead swarmed frantically to slam against the void of the divine kingdom, their bloodthirsty ferocity completely taking over as they made no distinction between friend and foe.

Even the Iron-Bone Black Tortoise, which had always been calm in defense and mild in temperament, currently had its turtle shell tense, its eyes blood-red, and a faint aura of slaughter and ferocity lingering around its body.

High up in the firmament, the Soul-Crying Crow shrieked wildly in waves; the piercing caws no longer locked onto enemies accurately, but instead vibrated the divine kingdom aimlessly, their chaotic divine soul fluctuations wantonly destroying the surrounding vegetation.

The Shadow Fox, adept at stealth and reconnaissance, also shed all its agility and trickery, leaving behind almost only a pure killing instinct as it frantically shuttled through the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to pounce and kill.

What was even more fatal was that even the leader-class dependents within the ethnic groups could no longer suppress the restlessness of their subordinates.

The once stern and orderly divine kingdom dependent legions were now on the verge of turning into a group of unrestrained, violent ferocious beast clusters that only knew how to kill, with their rationality rapidly receding and their instincts infinitely magnified.

Lin Ye's brows furrowed tightly as he immediately urged his divine sense to suppress the entire divine kingdom, attempting to pacify the violent and tyrannical moods of his dependents.

However, he quickly discovered that this was not a temporary emotional loss of control, but rather ultra-high concentration evil spirit qi continuously eroding and distorting the dependents' minds.

Although it could be suppressed at present, this erosion was silent yet deeply rooted, bit by bit wearing away the dependents' intelligence, rationality, and loyalty, leaving behind only the most primitive instincts of bloodlust, conquest, and destruction.

An extremely strong sense of crisis instantly enveloped Lin Ye's heart.

He knew the advancement rules of gods clearer than anyone else, and understood what kind of fatal hidden dangers were hidden within this seemingly prosperous Evil Path divine kingdom.

In the realm of gods, true gods served as the crucial watershed.

Below the true god realm, dependents only needed to have strong combat prowess and obey instructions; however, once stepping into the true god realm, the divine kingdom would unlock brand-new rules—dependents would give birth to intelligence and faith, condense the origin of faith, and produce faith points.

Faith points were the core resources for true god powerhouses to temper their godhood, stabilize their divine foundations, and break through to higher realms, and were even the fundamental source for gods to undertake the divine kingdom's feedback and nourish their own divine souls.

But now, his dependents were being continuously eroded in their minds by the ultimate evil power, stepping by stepping shedding their self-intelligence and degenerating into pure killing machines without thoughts, without faith, and without a true heart.

If this trend was allowed to develop, by the time he broke through to a true god, the entire divine kingdom would vainly possess monstrous killing momentum without a shred of faith condensing.

Without faith points, it would be impossible to temper a perfect godhood, and the foundation of his realm was destined to be flawed, making it difficult to step into higher levels for the rest of his life.

This wasn't even the most terrifying part.

The most fatal hidden danger lay in the divine kingdom's feedback.

In the true god realm, the divine kingdom and one's own divine soul were completely bound together—prosperity brought mutual glory, and loss brought mutual ruin.

By then, all the evil qi, tyrannical qi, and killing will within the divine kingdom would accompany the origin feedback and surge entirely into Lin Ye's divine soul and godhood.

If the dependents' minds were clear and their thoughts pure, the feedback would be pure power; but if the entire divine kingdom was filled with the tyrannical qi of bloodthirsty slaughter, what would be fed back was endless fierce evil, fury, and disorder!

Moreover, his divine soul would be completely eroded instantly by the massive evil power, his rationality devoured by the killing instinct, and his temperament completely worn away by the violence.

Ultimately, he would not become a supreme true god wielding the Evil Path, but would instead completely degenerate into a cold machine that couldn't tell friend from foe, devoid of emotion and thoughts, and only knowing how to kill.

Lightly, his realm would be completely crippled and his divine soul driven mad; heavily, he would be completely alienated and degenerate into an otherworldly evil fiend that everyone had the right to punish and kill.

Figuring out these layers of pros and cons, Lin Ye's expression sank completely, the joy in the depths of his eyes completely receding, leaving behind only solemnity and deep contemplation.

The Evil Path had no faults, and slaughter had no wrongs.

What was wrong was having evil without control, and slaughter without a Dao.

He walked down a single path to the dark, stepping onto a unique and ultimate Evil Path, but he had also walked into a dead end of imbalance and extremism.

The price of skyrocketing combat power was the fatal crisis of mental subdual, severed faith, and divine soul backlash.

"Must find a method of counterbalance."

Lin Ye muttered to himself, his gaze growing sharper.

But he could not abandon the Evil Path; this was his only reliance. To abandon it was equivalent to abandoning his own divine kingdom, and abandoning it meant abandoning the fundamental root that allowed him to crush his peers, contend with the Ye family, and rise against the heavens.

Yet he must absolutely not let the evil power erode wantonly and destroy his Dao path and divine soul.

If it were like this, how could he face the gift given from thousands of miles away by his Motherland, and how could he face himself?

At this moment, he had to think of a way to solve it.

And the only solution Lin Ye could think of right now was the Military Merit Exchange Office.

When he exchanged for supplies last time, he had already noticed that the exchange office hid quite a few rare items that could solidify the foundation, concentrate the mind, and cleanse evil filth. Perhaps they could completely eradicate the hidden dangers of evil qi on his body.

Without the slightest delay, Lin Ye suppressed the discomfort in his body and strode quickly toward the direction of the Military Merit Exchange Office.

As a core welfare place for the military, the access control of the exchange office had always been strict. Two on-duty guards at the entrance stood tall with upright postures, scanning passing personnel with sharp gazes.

Seeing Lin Ye walking over quickly, the two immediately stepped forward to block him and initiated a routine identity check.

"Stop, present your identity token."

Lin Ye was well-prepared; he raised his hand to take out his martyr family token and handed it over.

His identity information had already been completely entered into the system last time, along with exclusive filing records. Holding the token, the guard checked it against the terminal for a moment, and after confirming there were no errors, his originally tense expression relaxed, and he slightly stepped aside to let him pass.

"Identity verification complete, go on in."

Lin Ye nodded to express his gratitude and stepped into the familiar exchange hall.

The hall was still deserted with not many people coming and going, leaving only the sound of slight air currents in the quiet space.

Behind the counter, the white-haired Elder Qin was lazily leaning against the back of his chair, his fingertips rubbing an ancient jade tablet with a leisurely and relaxed demeanor.

Hearing footsteps approaching, Elder Qin slowly raised his eyes, his turbid yet sharp gaze falling on Lin Ye, and he spoke indifferently: "It's you again? What do you plan to exchange for this time?"

Lin Ye did not engage in unnecessary pleasantries. With the hidden danger of evil qi erosion imminent, he went straight to the point: "Elder Qin, I want to exchange for treasures that can purify evil qi and stabilize the mind, preferably a category that can completely eradicate the erosion of evil qi."

The moment these words fell, Elder Qin's fingers rubbing the jade tablet suddenly stopped.

The leisurely expression on his face was swept away, and a clearly visible astonishment flashed across the depths of his eyes. He stared fixedly at Lin Ye for several seconds, as if he hadn't expected him to make such a request.

The hall instantly grew a bit quieter.

After a moment, Elder Qin slowly came back to his senses and sighed softly: "Eradicate the evil qi? You brat certainly dare to ask. Do you know how scarce this thing is?"

Lin Ye's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked in a deep voice: "In the exchange office, are there no treasures that can completely cure it?"