198: Even gods can be killed?

Given Old Hei's attributes, going head-to-head with an ordinary King Rank Yao Beast would likely result in him holding his own.

Although he is suppressed by 50%, his comprehensive attributes are simply too strong; relying solely on damage immunity and physique is enough to withstand a King Rank attack.

"Hehe..."

If that's the case, Lin Chuan's plan can be slightly adjusted.

The original plan was to go with White Moon to steal—no, to take some valuable items from the Yao Kings.

Now, he will directly become an Incarnation of a land bandit. All these things, since ancient times, have belonged entirely to Lin Chuan!

Harboring beautiful aspirations, Lin Chuan casually made a bed on the floor and quickly fell asleep again... Early the next morning, Lin Chuan went straight to Nether One's territory.

Didn't that so-called Bishop want to see him? Then Lin Chuan would let him die with clarity.

Inside the divine hall, silence reigned.

Ten Nether Kings stood silently, like statues.

The only sound was the hoarse breathing of two King-rank Beast Tamers.

This suffocating atmosphere was enough to drive a person mad.

Suddenly, light and shadow flashed, and Lin Chuan appeared in the great hall, sitting on the throne.

"Greetings, My Lord!"

This sudden movement startled Li Han.

He struggled fiercely and finally saw the person on the throne, his eyes filled with disbelief:

"Lin Chuan, how could it be you???"

"Why wouldn't it be me? Weren't you looking for me? What's wrong, don't you want to see me now?"

Lin Chuan sneered.

"These Nether Kings recognize you as their master? Haha... My defeat is not unjust!"

Li Han gave a miserable smile.

"You think too highly of yourself. I never considered you an opponent, yet you insisted on rushing over to court death. Alright, confess whatever you need to, and once you're done, I'll send you on your way."

Lin Chuan waved his hand.

"Dream on. I won't say anything. If you want to kill me, then kill me."

"Oh ho..."

Who was the last person who was this stubborn?

[Soul Scourge]

Finally, it was used on a human.

"Ugh... Ah... Heh heh... Bring it on!"

One minute later.

Li Han died, literally agonizing himself to death.

"Impressive..."

As expected of a cult leader; ruthless to others, even more ruthless to himself.

"You thought that was enough to stop me? Naive!"

[Soul Devour]

Gray Snake instantly drilled into Li Han's corpse.

[Soul Transformation]

Gray Snake: Transform him into what Rank of Nether Spirit?

Does that even need asking? Elite Rank is fine. Apparently, Elite Rank is the minimum Rank.

Subsequently, a cloud of gray mist emerged from Li Han's body, gradually forming a gray-white figure.

"I died. Is this the world after death?"

Li Han murmured.

Cold, decaying, his body constantly suffering pain like being sliced by a knife.

"You died, and then I brought you back to life. How about that? Surprised? Unexpected?"

A familiar voice came from above.

That figure was someone Li Han wouldn't forget even if he turned to ash.

"Lin Chuan!! What is going on?"

Li Han cried out in terror.

"What's so strange? As the Lord of the Nether Kings, isn't it easy for me to transform you into a Nether Spirit? You couldn't even guess this?"

Lin Chuan said indifferently.

"No, you're not human, you're a devil. This place is Hell..."

Li Han was truly afraid and screamed.

Having been transformed into a Nether Spirit, it was difficult for him to even go crazy; he was inferior even to that Duan De.

"I told you earlier to confess, but you insisted on going through this ordeal. Why suffer needlessly? I'll say it one more time: confess honestly, or I'll tie you up here to accompany the Nether Kings for eternity. How does that sound?"

As Lin Chuan spoke, he felt a little twisted himself.

Becoming a Nether Spirit is not scary; what's scary is retaining the memories of being human. Li Han was truly the first, stealing an achievement from Dean Leng Hong.

However, even if Leng Hong became a Nether Spirit, he would eventually be Nether King Rank, which is incomparable to an Elite Rank little squirt. If he occasionally supplemented himself with some water of life, he might even live quite comfortably...

"I'll talk! I'll tell you everything! I beg you, kill me, completely and utterly..."

Li Han never expected that there would come a day when he had to rely on the grace of others just to die.

"Mhm, just tell me what you know about the Demon God Cult, the bone blade, and that Divine Beast skeleton..."

Lin Chuan said casually, taking Li Han's ring.

Li Han: ...You already know so much, what else is there for me to say?

"The Demon God Cult was established upon the remains of a Divine-Grade Yao Beast, whose head was reportedly severed. However, the Divine Beast's bones are entirely held by the Cult Master, and I do not know where the Cult Master is hiding."

"A Divine-Grade Yao Beast, Divine-Grade... can it also be decapitated?"

Lin Chuan sighed.

He then asked: "Can you sense the location of your Cult Master through the blade spirit?"

"Mutual sensing is only possible when the blade spirit is summoned," Li Han replied.

"Hmm... In that case, we can't launch a preemptive strike. That's a bit passive..."

Lin Chuan wasn't interested in the Cult Master; he was interested in the flesh, blood, and bones of the Divine-Grade Yao Beast.

"Wait a minute, how do you usually contact the Cult Master?"

"Via mobile phone."

Lin Chuan: ...If he weren't worried about killing him, Lin Chuan would absolutely hit him with a [Soul Scourge]!

"This blade spirit, you guys cultivated it using this thing?"

Lin Chuan inspected Li Han's ring. Besides some ordinary resources, there was a noticeable fragment of bone resembling white jade. However, it seemed like a dead object, showing no signs of life.

"Yes, as long as it absorbs enough essence of flesh and blood."

"A perfectly good Divine Beast skeleton, turned into something so sinister by you all..."

Saying this, Lin Chuan directly stuffed the bone fragment into the headless giant corpse of the Three-Eyed Crow.

Li Han: ...Using an entire King Rank Yao Beast corpse to cultivate a blade spirit—that's unheard of.

The Three-Eyed Crow's corpse visibly shriveled at a speed noticeable to the naked eye, yet it was still far from being completely drained.

Bone Fragment: I can't eat anymore, I can't eat anymore...

Subsequently, a Monarch Rank bone blade slowly took shape.

Lin Chuan glanced at it, found it unremarkable, and stopped paying attention.

Whoever wants it can take it and play with it. It seems it can also be upgraded through continuous slaughter.

"Underworld Two!"

"The bone blade in your hand, that was his, right? How is it to use? Is it under your control?"

"Still being broken in, but no major issues."

"Mhm. If it doesn't cooperate, just kill it directly, then resurrect it by absorbing flesh and blood again. That should make it easier."

"Yes."

Subsequently, Lin Chuan had Gray Snake retrieve the soul seed from the bone blade held by Nether One.

The bone blade only struggled slightly before returning to stillness.

"Nether One, how is it?"

"My Lord, it doesn't affect its use. This thing has its own sentience and knows how to survive longer."

Nether One casually swung it once and then replied.

"Mhm, just handle it yourselves."

A King Rank soul seed is simply too precious; leaving it inside the bone blade would be a complete waste.

Lin Chuan is about to leave the city and enter the Yao Beast territory, where he will be completely blind. He must reserve a King Rank soul seed slot for a Yao King outside the city.