103: Chapter 103 Summoning the Heavenly Demon Ancestor? Sorry, I am the Ancestor.
At the ruins of the Demon Suppressing Pagoda in the Heavenly Demon Cult headquarters.
The cold wind was like a knife, sweeping up ice shards that filled the sky.
The Demon Cult Leader, The Demon Cult Leader, was covered entirely in dark blue poisonous frost. He propped himself up on shattered bones with one arm, his lips, frozen purple, trembling violently.
He, the dignified Cult Leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult, a Soul Transformation Supreme from the Central Continent, should have been looking down upon all living beings from a high position.
But now, he looked like a beggar who had fallen into an ice hole, being scornfully mocked by a Junior at the Middle Stage Nascent Soul level.
"Lin... Lin Que!!!"
The Demon Cult Leader ground his teeth, spitting out nothing but white ice mist from his mouth:
"You despicable and shameless wretch! You actually poisoned the sect-protecting formation!!!"
Ninety percent of the Meridians in his body were now frozen by absolute zero, and his Soul Transformation Origin was extremely weak. All his world-shattering cultivation could barely muster two-tenths of his peak strength at this moment.
"Despicable?"
Lin Que held the starfall mo dao in one hand, slowly descending from mid-air as if strolling leisurely. He stepped onto a massive piece of bone:
"My Lord Cult Leader, fighting a war is not like inviting someone to dinner. You wanted to drain my blood and even sought to possess my Physical Body. I merely offered you a cup of ice water to cool down, how is that despicable?"
"You— — Pfft!"
The Demon Cult Leader spat out another mouthful of black blood mixed with frozen internal organ shards due to extreme anger.
He knew that today he had fallen into a situation of certain death.
His Physical Body was on the verge of collapse, and his Primordial Spirit was being eroded by the extreme cold poisonousevil spirits. If he didn't immediately find a geothermal Spiritual Vein to go into seclusion for a hundred years, he would definitely die here.
But he knew even better that this decisive and ruthless scourge before him would absolutely not give him that chance.
"Good... Very good!"
In The Demon Cult Leader's eyes, which were bloodshot from the frost, a hysterical madness suddenly erupted. Since he couldn't live, he would drag everyone to Hell with him!
"Lin Que, you think you've already won?!"
"This Venerable One is a Soul Transformation Supreme! Even in death, I will drag you down as a burial offering!!!"
The Demon Cult Leader let out a beast-like roar. He unhesitatingly swung his remaining right palm and fiercely struck the top of his own head!
"Bang!"
His skull shattered! But he did not die. Instead, using an extremely cruel self-mutilation secret technique, he instantly ignited all the remaining Soul Transformation essence blood in his body, and even his frozen Primordial Spirit!
"With my Soul Transformation Body as the sacrifice!"
"With the Heavenly Demon Cult's ten thousand years of Luck as the guide!"
"I respectfully invite... the will of the Ancient Saint Ancestor, to descend!!!"
Rumble— —!!!
Following The Demon Cult Leader's desperate sacrifice, the sky over the entire Extreme North Ice Field instantly darkened.
This was not ordinary dark cloud, but extremely dense, purplish-black Devilish Qi!
A gigantic black vortex formed in the firmament. Deep within the vortex, it seemed to connect to some indescribable, terrifying abyss.
A terrifying will, far surpassing the Soul Transformation Stage, one that even caused the Laws of this world to wail, was slowly descending across the endless Void Realm!
"This is bad! Young Master Lin! This is a cross-realm summoning technique!"
Su Qingyu, who was further away, was forced to retreat repeatedly by this oppressive might. Even her Innate Dao Body trembled violently:
"He is summoning the remnant will of the Ancient Heavenly Demon! This power is fundamentally beyond our ability to resist! Stop him quickly!"
The Ancient Heavenly Demon was a terrifying existence that surpassed the limits of power in this world!
Even a mere trace of its will descending would be enough to crush a Nascent Soul Cultivator into dust!
"Stop him?"
Facing this world-destroying, terrifying oppressive might, Lin Que not only didn't move to stop it, but instead leaned the Mo Saber on the ground, stroking his chin with interest.
Because, the moment The Demon Cult Leader initiated the summoning, the *Undying Blood Body (Demon God Body)* within Lin Que actually transmitted a wave of extremely excited throbbing! That was the resonance of the same Origin Bloodline!
"Why stop it?"
A flash of purplish-gold ghostly light flickered in Lin Que's eyes:
"Someone paid money to invite a mighty figure to descend. We just need to buy a ticket and watch the show."
"Buzz— —!"
In the vortex above the firmament, a giant single eye, formed entirely from Devilish Qi, slowly opened.
That single eye was indifferent and tyrannical, looking down upon the beings below who resembled ants.
Although The Demon Cult Leader's Physical Body was already beginning to collapse, upon seeing that demonic eye, he still let out a fanatical laugh:
"Hahahaha! The Saint Ancestor has descended! Lin Que, die! Under the will of the Saint Ancestor, your Physical Body and your Divine Soul will both turn into nothingness!!!"
"I respectfully ask the Saint Ancestor... to execute this savage!!!"
The Demon Cult Leader used the last trace of his strength to point at Lin Que.
The giant demonic eye in the sky slowly rotated, finally locking firmly onto Lin Que.
A terrifying mental storm, capable of wiping out an Early Stage Soul Transformation Cultivator, instantly condensed within the demonic eye!
However, just as the destructive attack was about to fall at the critical moment.
In Lin Que's mind, the System's cold yet highly mischievous prompt sound arrived as scheduled:
[Detected high-dimensional consciousness entity (remnant will of the Ancient Heavenly Demon) descending!]
[Current status: Offering received (The Demon Cult Leader), preparing to execute erasure command!]
[Logic reorganization initiated — Bloodline/Identity highest authority judgment!]
[Scanning... Host has perfectly fused the core essence of the 'Heavenly Demon Left Arm', and has cultivated the high-grade Demon God Body!]
[Judgment result: The Heavenly Demon Bloodline purity within the host is 100%, far surpassing the trace of remnant will descending from the sky!]
[System operation: Take over summoning channel! Change identity recognition! Forcefully replace 'Summoning Target' from 'that shadow in the sky' to 'Host himself'!]
"System, tell him who the ancestor is!"
Lin Que suddenly raised his head. The purplish-gold blood Qi belonging to the Heavenly Demon Left Arm within his body erupted fiercely, shooting straight into the sky!
Buzz! ! !
A bizarre scene that made one's scalp tingle occurred.
The giant demonic eye in the sky, which was originally preparing to unleash divine punishment, upon sensing the pure, dominant, and even superior 'Heavenly Demon Bloodline' on Lin Que... a trace of 'confusion' actually flashed in its indifferent eyes, which then turned into deep 'awe'!
Immediately after, the demonic eye slowly closed in mid-air. The massive Devilish Qi vortex not only failed to attack Lin Que, but instead transformed into an extremely pure purplish-gold pillar of light, as if making a pilgrimage, pouring directly into Lin Que's body!
[Ding! Snatch successful! Absorbing remnant will of the Heavenly Demon and sacrificial energy!]
[Demon God Body foundation enhanced! Divine Demon Nascent Soul Mental Energy greatly increased!]
"Gulp."
Lin Que bathed in the purplish-gold pillar of light and stretched comfortably. He felt that his Mental Energy, which was still somewhat unstable after his recent Breakthrough to Middle Stage Nascent Soul, was instantly filled up by this great tonic.
"What?!!!"
Below... The Demon Cult Leader, who was excitedly waiting for Lin Que to be turned to dust, had his expression completely shattered.
His eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets, and a gurgling, strange sound came from his throat.
What did he see? The Saint Ancestor's will, which he had summoned by sacrificing his life and his Soul Transformation Origin... had actually bowed to Lin Que, and then turned into a supplement for Lin Que?! Not only did Lin Que not die, but his aura became even stronger?!
"No... Impossible... What kind of monster are you... Why would the will of the Saint Ancestor... would submit to you?!"
The Demon Cult Leader's spirit completely collapsed. Everything he prided himself on was simply a joke in front of Lin Que.
"Is this very hard to understand?"
Lin Que finished absorbing the last trace of Devilish Qi and slowly descended from mid-air, standing before the completely depleted and dying Demon Cult Leader.
He patted The Demon Cult Leader's face, which was twisted in extreme despair, and said coldly in a voice only the two of them could hear:
"Because the Heavenly Demon Left Arm you summoned is inside my body."
"You spent half your life to invite the Old Ancestor out of seclusion..."
"Sorry, I am the Old Ancestor you invited."
Upon hearing these words.
The Demon Cult Leader's pupils instantly diffused. He finally understood everything, understood why he lost the sense of the sacred artifact in the Canglan Water Mansion. It turned out that the ultimate weapon the Heavenly Demon Cult had plotted for ten thousand years had long become someone else's wedding dress!
"You... You..."
The Demon Cult Leader pointed at Lin Que, but before he could finish a single sentence, the anger in his heart combined with his comprehensive injuries erupted.
"Pfft—"
He spat out one last mouthful of black blood, and The Demon Cult Leader's Physical Body completely lost its life force.
"Whoosh!"
A Soul Transformation Primordial Spirit, only the size of a fist, covered in cracks and frost, screamed in terror as it flew out of the top of his head, trying to escape into the Void Realm.
Even if only the Primordial Spirit remained, as long as it could escape and possess a new body to be reborn, a Soul Transformation master could still make a comeback!
"Trying to run? Did you ask my blade first?"
Lin Que's eyes turned cold, and he fiercely gripped the hilt of his blade with his right hand.
Seven Absolute Blades — Soul Sever!
Swish!
A pure white Bone Spirit Cold Fire slashed out along the blade edge. This strange fire, which specialized in restraining Divine Souls, moved at extreme speed when propelled by Lin Que's Middle Stage Nascent Soul cultivation!
"Aaaah!!! Spare me! Demon Venerable Lin, spare me!!!"
The Demon Cult Leader's Primordial Spirit was struck by the cold fire and instantly froze in mid-air, letting out a desperate scream.
Lin Que showed no mercy. He grabbed with his left hand in mid-air, directly grasping the frozen Soul Transformation Primordial Spirit in his palm.
The purple-gold light in his eyes flared intensely, and without hesitation, he stabbed his powerful Divine Sense into The Demon Cult Leader's Primordial Spirit.
[Forcibly soul-searching!]
"Hiss—"
Massive amounts of memory fragments flooded into Lin Que's mind.
As the Cult Leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult, The Demon Cult Leader had too many secrets in his mind.
Cultivation Techniques, location of the treasury, secret lines in the Central Continent... But Lin Que was not interested in these. He quickly filtered out the junk information, heading straight for the most core secret—the Origin of the Ancient Heavenly Demon, and the connection between the Zhengdao Alliance and the higher echelons of the Heavenly Demon Cult!
A moment later.
"Bang!"
Lin Que's face darkened as he crushed The Demon Cult Leader's Primordial Spirit.
A generation's Soul Transformation overlord was thus completely annihilated, his Divine Soul utterly dissipating between heaven and earth.
The battle was over.
The snow and wind gradually subsided. The once-unrivaled headquarters of the Heavenly Demon Cult had turned into a silent ruin.
Su Qingyu quickly ran to Lin Que's side. Looking at the cold, frozen corpse on the ground, she let out a long sigh of relief.
"Young Master Lin, is it over? The Cult Leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult is dead. Is the Central Continent... at peace?"
"Peace?"
Lin Que slowly sheathed his blade, raised his head, and looked at the sky that had returned to a gloomy gray. A chilling, cold sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.
"Green Fish, you are too naive."
"I just soul-searched him."
"It turns out, the so-called Zhengdao Alliance, the Heavenly Demon Cult, the Soul Transformation Supremes..."
"On this Central Continent, they are nothing more than 'Gu worms' being raised by someone else."
Su Qingyu froze: "Raised by someone else? Who?"
Lin Que did not answer directly, but pointed to the seemingly boundless firmament above their heads.
"The Demon Cult Leader's memory contained a secret order."
"The true Heavenly Demons are not creatures of this world at all. They are the abandoned children from a higher plane—the 'Upper Realm'."
"And every ten thousand years, the 'Reapers' from the Upper Realm will descend and harvest everyone on this continent who has reached Soul Transformation or possesses Supreme Aptitude, treating them all as blood food!"
Lin Que turned his head and looked at Su Qingyu's eyes, which were slightly wide with shock:
"Calculate the time."
"The next 'Reaper' descent..."
Lin Que held up three fingers, his tone chilling, yet carrying an irrepressible, wild Battle Intent:
"There are only three years left."