56: What is Summoning Demons?

“Ahhh!”

A horrifying, ear-splitting scream erupted from Silas’s throat.

The muscles on his face twisted wildly, veins bulged Li Ke writhing earthworms, and his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

The Trout Whisper Bloodline Power within his body, sensing an unprecedented fatal threat, began to furiously fight back.

Around Silas’s neck, the dormant fish-shaped outline suddenly emerged, writhing violently, as if a living fish was trying to force its way out of his flesh.

However, the nine malevolent female faces, carrying boundless resentment and hatred, tightly entangled the struggling Bloodline fish.

Fine, sharp curses, Li Ke countless steel needles, continuously pierced into Silas’s mind, tearing at his Divine Soul.

“No! No—”

Silas’s body trembled violently Li Ke a sieve, and large gushes of blood mixed with internal organ fragments spewed from his mouth.

The fiercely struggling fish-shaped outline on his neck gradually blurred and faded under the malevolent curse.

Finally, with a subtle “pop” sound, the fish-shaped outline completely dissipated, turning into a greenish-black patch.

Silas’s body stiffened abruptly, and all struggles and screams ceased.

His expression froze in terror and pain, his eyes vacant, completely devoid of life.

…

In the distant Claus Family castle.

Inside the study, Kapa Claus held a glass of crimson wine, a cruel smile playing on his lips, as if anticipating the demise of the Charles Family.

Suddenly.

“Ugh ahh—!”

Kapa Claus let out a painful groan, and the wine glass in his hand shattered on the floor with a “thwack,” splattering crimson wine everywhere.

His face instantly turned ashen, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Palm-sized patches of black, Li Ke maggots clinging to bone, eerily emerged from beneath his exposed skin.

At the center of each black patch, a twisted, malevolent female face vaguely appeared, emitting fine, sharp curses, frantically tearing at his flesh and Soul.

“Who is it!”

Kapa Claus roared in anger, his eyes filled with brutality and disbelief.

He furiously activated the Trout Whisper Bloodline Power within him, and a colossal, ethereal yet solid phantom of a trout suddenly appeared behind him, opening its sharp-toothed maw and emitting a chilling whisper.

The sound, Li Ke a tide, continuously washed over the malevolent female faces on his body.

The faces on the black patches shrieked even more horrifyingly, yet amidst the eerie whispering, they gradually blurred and dissipated.

A moment later, the black patches and faces on Kapa Claus’s body completely vanished, as if they had never appeared.

He slumped into the luxurious chair, gasping for breath, a lingering paleness of lingering fear on his face.

“Damn it! Who! Who is it?!”

“How dare they curse the Trout Whisper Bloodline!”

Kapa Claus’s voice trembled slightly from extreme rage.

He clearly felt that Silas was dead.

The Trout Whisper Bloodline Mark, planted deep within his Soul, had completely disintegrated.

“Charles…”

Kapa Claus’s handsome face twisted with fury, his eyes so dark they seemed to drip water.

“Good! What a good method!”

…

Charles Manor, Soul Summoning Forest.

Hatties’s figure, Li Ke a black drill bit, sped from afar with a faint whistling sound, abruptly stopping at the edge of the Soul Summoning Forest.

Hatties gazed at the desolate, Yin Qi-shrouded forest ahead, not stepping another inch inside.

In the forest, a strange figure wandered aimlessly.

It was Silas, who had just infiltrated the Manor.

Silas’s face was expressionless, his eyes empty and lifeless, Li Ke a puppet whose Soul had been lost, slowly pacing in the dense Yin Qi.

Hatties frowned.

He could clearly sense that the life force in this person had completely ceased.

A black spiral flashed in his eyes.

Under the enhancement of Nine Lives Spiral Skill, he saw that within the strange body, a malevolent Soul composed of nine different female faces was entrenched, controlling Silas’s every move Li Ke a puppeteer…

“Creak…”

A faint sound of footsteps came from behind him.

Butler Barton, holding a dim oil lamp, slowly walked from the direction of the castle.

He also stood at the edge of the Soul Summoning Forest, standing side by side with Hatties.

The light of the oil lamp flickered, illuminating the two figures and casting two extremely long, slightly swaying shadows on the ground.

“Little Hatties, you’ve been negligent.”

Barton’s face appeared somewhat stern in the dim lamplight, his voice steady.

“Such a person should not have been allowed into the Manor to disturb Master’s cultivation.”

Hatties narrowed his eyes, keenly sensing that Barton was now enveloped in an indescribably eerie aura, as if many invisible things were densely intertwined around him Li Ke a spiderweb.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke in a low voice:

“It was my oversight.”

Hatties turned to Barton.

“Grandpa Barton, are you… doing well recently?”

Barton’s cloudy eyes reflected the dim light of the oil lamp.

“Me?”

“I am very well, better than ever before.”

“Ever since I followed Master, I’ve felt myself getting better day by day.”

“At an age where I thought I was about to die, suddenly, I found value in existence again.”

A benevolent smile appeared on his face, looking somewhat strangely eerie in the dim lamplight.

“Little Hatties.”

Barton’s gaze turned to Hatties, his tone serious.

“Master is the most benevolent noble I have ever seen.”

“Do not disappoint Master’s expectations and trust.”

His voice carried a hint of reverence.

Hatties was silent for a moment, then said earnestly:

“I understand, Grandpa Barton.”

After that, neither of them spoke again.

Barton quietly watched Silas pacing in the forest for a while, then turned and walked towards the castle.

In the center of the castle gate, a tall antique vase stood silently.

Barton closed the castle gate and gently patted the antique vase.

“Go back, don’t wander outside and disturb Master’s rest.”

…

Inside the castle study.

Li Ke sat cross-legged quietly.

Devilish Qi, so dense it was almost tangible, filled every corner of the room Li Ke swirling ink.

“Summoning Demon…”

“What is Summoning Demon…?”

Li Ke’s mind was completely immersed in the profound techniques of the Demon Summoning Scripture.

The profound mysteries of the scriptures, which he had been unable to truly comprehend due to insufficient Realm, now became increasingly clear and concrete in his mind.

Strands of pure Devilish Qi ascended from his body, swirling, twisting, and deforming in the dim air.

They transformed into painful, distorted black Qi humanoids, dancing an eerie dance, continuously spreading to various hidden corners of the castle.

At this moment, Li Ke suddenly sensed many things connected to his aura around him.

Strange oil paintings…

Peculiar antique ornaments…

Pale, distorted human figures…

Li Ke’s mind was clear.

He finally understood what “Summoning Demon” meant.

“Return!”

He spoke softly, as if calling out, or as if issuing some decree.

Instantly, within the castle, painful, distorted black Qi humanoids surged out from various hidden corners, transforming back into strands of black Devilish Qi, flowing towards Li Ke Li Ke swallows returning to their nest, merging into his body.

Boom!

It was as if an invisible layer of paper had been quietly pierced.

A terrifying aura, far exceeding the Qi Condensation Stage, erupted from Li Ke’s body, instantly emptying the air in the study, forming a brief vacuum!

In his Dantian Qi Sea, the nine drops of Devilish Qi finally completely merged, transforming into a bottomless, dark, and profound black Spirit Pool!

Foundation Establishment Stage, complete!