Chapter 437: Chapter 431: Yin Mountain Ghost King Ascends to Tier Two

The evil thought pondered that although this King Shang’s portrait was extraordinary, it was, after all, just a dead object.

A mere dead object, it did not believe it could truly protect Lin Yuan completely.

The evil thought transformed into karmic fire, crashing toward Lin Yuan like a meteor falling to the ground.

As long as it could hit Lin Yuan, it could instantly turn him into ashes.

However, at this critical moment...

The King Shang’s portrait moved, not in a way that it swayed with the wind.

Instead, it was the King Shang within the painting that moved.

The King Shang, clad in bronze armor and holding a bronze sword, lifted the sword high into the air.

Suddenly...

With a "clang," the sword hummed.

With one stroke, the world changed color.

This sword was the sword of a king, the sword of a conqueror.

There was no trace of the Power of Rules in this sword move, yet it exuded an unmatched might.

It was as if this sword could cleave the heavens and earth apart.

The surging sword energy madly merged into the karmic fire that the evil thought had transformed into.

"Boom!"

A tremendous roar, beyond imagination, seemed to tremble the entire consciousness space of the Yin Mountain Ghost King.

Simultaneously, the physical body of the Yin Mountain Ghost King outside shuddered violently.

As the sword energy slashed onto the sphere of karmic fire, it shattered directly, turning into clusters of flame that fell to the ground around, making a "crackle" sound.

Soon after, the King Shang’s portrait returned to its calm state.

The karmic fire formed by the evil thought was writhing incessantly, seemingly trying to re-fuse together.

However, the energy left by the sword energy clung to it like an unshakable curse, preventing the evil thought from merging.

At that moment, the determination arrived.

Without a word, it grabbed the scattered karmic fire from the ground and started devouring it ravenously.

This karmic fire was formed by the evil thought, and by devouring the karmic fire, the determination was devouring the evil thought.

"Dong!"

"Dong! Dong!"

Lin Yuan continued to beat the drum with his arms, the sound like thunder, intimidating the heavens and earth.

With the reinforcement of the drum sound, the determination seemed to have a much better appetite.

It had to be said, this white jade drum was indeed a fine treasure.

The drum sound could both assist in battle and stimulate the appetite.

"Ah!"

"Unwilling, I am unwilling!"

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The largest mass of karmic fire on the ground took on the shape of a head, which was the head of the evil thought, emitting a mournful howl.

However, these cries were nothing but impotent rage.

As the last mass of karmic fire was devoured, the battle for the body had reached its conclusion.

Lin Yuan also withdrew his two treasures and left the body of the Yin Mountain Ghost King.

The divine soul returned to the body, and within the Eighteen Layers of Hell, Lin Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

"Give it to me!" Upon seeing Lin Yuan awake, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder immediately demanded the King Shang’s Portrait from him.

This treasure was something that could not, under any circumstances, be given to Lin Yuan.

This painting was the only spiritual solace for the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder, in her longing for her late husband.

"Look at you being so petty, Lin Yuan said firmly, I’ll give it back to you, and I will indeed return it."

"However, I’d like to take it to pay homage to my Human Race King, or maybe I’ll return it to you in a few days?"

"It’s not about coveting your treasure, mainly out of admiration for my Human Race King," Lin Yuan said, righteously.

Upon hearing Lin Yuan’s shameless words, the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder glared fiercely at him.

Were eyes capable of killing, Lin Yuan would have been slain countless times by her already.

"Hmph!" The Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder coldly snorted and said softly, "It seems that after returning, it’s time to personally mentor Ling’Er’s cultivation."

"This time, she must undergo serious seclusion training, and she absolutely cannot come out until she reaches Tier Two."

Lin Yuan: "?????"

Upon hearing these words, Lin Yuan was filled with black lines?

Tier Two?

Achieving Tier Two isn’t that easy.

While Tier Two and Tier Three might seem just a tier apart, they’re actually worlds apart, so many geniuses never reach Tier Two in their lifetime.

Even though Bai Ling’Er is exceptionally talented, breaking through to Tier Two is not something that will happen anytime soon.

The Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder is probably just trying to make life difficult for others since her own is now solitary, right?

Naturally, Lin Yuan understood the hidden meaning behind the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder’s words, which was essentially a threat to get him to return the King Shang’s Portrait.

Breaking through Tier Two is not something that can just be solved by seclusion alone.

Seclusion is meaningless to Bai Ling’Er at present.

"Here’s your portrait!" Lin Yuan shoved the King Shang’s Portrait into the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder’s hand, saying with discontent, "Women are so petty, can’t even take a joke."

"Hmph!" the Qingqiu Mountain Grand Elder snorted coldly, saying sullenly, "You wretched boy, you’ll eat by the sword sooner or later."

As for the white jade drum, Lin Yuan did not even bring it out.

Elder Bai had already promised him that once the deal was done, the white jade drum would be given to him, so he was too lazy to be polite.

These Tier Two powerhouses are all wealthy, and if there’s an opportunity, Lin Yuan will naturally take the chance to exploit them for some gold coins.

Sometimes, if Lin Yuan didn’t press them a bit, he wouldn’t even know they had so many treasures.

Just then, an incredibly powerful energy fluctuation emerged from the body of the Yin Mountain Ghost King.

This fluctuation was the energy fluctuation of ascending to Tier Two.

No, that’s not quite accurate.

The Yin Mountain Ghost King wasn’t ascending to Tier Two but returning to Tier Two.

Currently, the Yin Mountain Ghost King is essentially an amalgamation of the evil corpse and half the possession corpse of Wu Nengsheng, so to speak.

Or rather, he is half the consciousness-lost Wu Nengsheng.

Wu Nengsheng’s strength was at Tier Two Peak, comparable to Elder Bai and the others.

Now, having inherited part of Wu Nengsheng’s strength, the Yin Mountain Ghost King is roughly at Tier Two Early Stage, able to barely reach Tier Two Mid Stage.

"Yin Mountain Ghost King, at your service, Master."

"Thank you, my lord, for helping me vanquish the evil thought and reclaim my body!" After awakening, the Yin Mountain Ghost King knelt on one knee, saluting Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan: "???????"

Seeing this, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but be amazed.

After devouring Daoist Randeng, the transformation in the Yin Mountain Ghost King was quite significant!

Previously, the Yin Mountain Ghost King’s consciousness was dull, and aside from the determination to survive, he could only understand simple commands.

But now, the Yin Mountain Ghost King clearly exhibited a clear consciousness, with a complete awareness of being a Tier Two powerhouse.

Were it not for Lin Yuan clearly feeling that he could completely control the Yin Mountain Ghost King, he wouldn’t dare let him stay in his small world.

After all, this was a bona fide Tier Two powerhouse, and if he couldn’t be fully controlled, his small world could be turned upside down in chaos.

Moreover, after some attempts, Lin Yuan discovered that even after ascending to Tier Two, the Yin Mountain Ghost King still couldn’t leave his small world.

It seemed that ever since entering his small world, he had been bound there.