Chapter 98

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Yin Xuege stood at the classroom door, took a deep breath, and firmly held the sealed letter containing secrets given to him by his mother.

But, deities?

"Deities, what are they?" Yin Xuege recalled the human strongmen in the Great Berlin City-State who claimed to be descendants of deities. For example, Fayinlan, who claimed to be a descendant of the Fire God and possessed the mysterious power to control fire.

Including Alan, these humans who could freely control the power of natural elements held high positions in various city-states, occupying high ranks and wielding great power, managing the allocation of all resources. To ordinary humans, they were like blood servants and blood slaves to the blood demons.

The response from the Netherworld Realm was clear but simple.

So-called deities are the most ancient and primitive life forms that appeared when the world was created. They were born with immense power, embodying the laws of the universe, and their every move could invoke the laws of the universe to follow. These life forms gathered together, reproduced, and their offspring were also deities.

The Ghost Prison suppressed five deities, each with the power of a peak Golden Immortal.

Over the years of suppression, their powers have been reduced to the limit. Especially due to the End of the Law Era, the five deities, like the Ghost Prison, have suffered great damage. However, deities are still deities; they have their own worlds within them, and the damage they have suffered is much less severe compared to the Ghost Prison.

Therefore, the Ghost Prison is in a dire situation of the Five Decays of the Celestial Beings. Unless Yin Xuege refines the Ghost Prison, it will not be long before the Ghost Prison collapses.

These five suppressed deities, although extremely weakened, can immediately escape once the Ghost Prison collapses. With their talents and abilities, once they return to the external world rich in spiritual energy and are no longer suppressed by the Netherworld power, it will not take long for them to recover their full strength. And then it will be the end of the Netherworld Realm.

"Refine the Ghost Prison, or be destroyed by me!"

The threat from the Netherworld Realm was direct. Eighteen spherical lightning bolts, each as large as a water vat, floated above Yin Xuege's head. The terrifying pressure forced Yin Xuege to struggle to stand straight. According to the information from the Netherworld Realm, any one of these eighteen spherical lightning bolts could easily eliminate a Celestial Immortal!

Yin Xuege had not even reached the level of a Blood Demon Prince. Using methods to kill Celestial Immortals to deal with him was an overkill. These lightning balls were enough to completely destroy the external Ghost Mansion of the Mang Mountains and kill all the disciples of the Evil Bone Dao.

"I can become the master of the Ghost Prison!" Yin Xuege frowned, his face turning extremely ugly: "But you must guarantee that I will not be in danger of falling because of this. If this threatens my life, I would rather die with you."

"There will be no danger. You just need to use your own primordial energy to maintain the current state of the Ghost Prison and gradually nurture and repair it." The Netherworld Realm's response was straightforward: "The Ghost Prison only needs one master. As long as it is maintained, the five deities in the Ghost Prison will have no chance of escaping."

"Alright, I can become the master of the Ghost Prison." Yin Xuege sighed deeply: "But you must give me sufficient compensation. I think, no matter how you guarantee it, I will still suffer some negative effects from becoming the master of the Ghost Prison in the state of the Five Decays of the Celestial Beings, right?"

After a moment of silence, the Netherworld Realm made its promise.

Negative effects are inevitable.

But the Netherworld Realm swore to do its best to compensate Yin Xuege and minimize these negative effects. At the same time, the Netherworld Realm ordered Yin Xuege to swear that he would never reach any agreement with the five deities. When Yin Xuege had enough strength, he must eliminate these five deities and absolutely not release them from the Ghost Prison.

"I have no choice, so I can swear with my soul that I will definitely eliminate them." Yin Xuege muttered helplessly. Facing the eighteen spherical lightning bolts above his head, which could easily eliminate him millions of times, what else could he say?

He took a big step into the first floor of the Netherworld Eighteen Prohibitions Tower, used the Blood Spirit Sword to cut his wrist, and dripped his essence blood into the eighteen twisted and fierce refinement runes on the tombstone. As the essence blood continuously dripped, the massive Ghost Prison Tower began to tremble slightly, and the runes on the tombstone began to emit a faint blood light. From within the Ghost Prison, faint sighs of relief from countless ghosts could be heard.

It was a sigh of relief from people facing a desperate situation and suddenly discovering a glimmer of hope. Yin Xuege felt countless cold, fierce, violent, and merciless gazes watching his body. But as his essence blood continuously dripped into the tombstone, these gazes gradually became gentle and obedient, like a pack of loyal old hunting dogs meeting their master.

The sound of 'cracking' echoed continuously, and countless fierce and ugly ghostly figures slowly appeared on the black inner walls of the tower.

These ghostly figures were as solid as reality, their bodies completely black, looking like metal statues. Their faces were fierce, and their eyes faintly flickered with various ghostly flames. Each ghostly figure emitted a terrifying aura that made Yin Xuege's body stiff. Their numbers were so vast, densely packed together, that Yin Xuege could not even count how many there were.

This time, it was not the consciousness of the Netherworld Realm, but the spirit of the Ghost Prison itself, weak and on the verge of death, transmitting a message to Yin Xuege.

The Netherworld Eighteen Prohibitions Tower is one of the life-bound magical treasures that the master of the Netherworld Realm, 'Netherworld Daoist,' began refining with his life essence from the moment he started his cultivation path. Initially, the Netherworld Eighteen Prohibitions Tower was just an ordinary magical tool. As Netherworld Daoist roamed through the heavens, killing countless enemies, the tower accumulated not only the eighteen prison officials but also countless enemies who were transformed into prison guards.

These prison guards, the strongest of whom had the power of a peak Golden Immortal, and the weakest of whom were even at the level of postnatal body cultivation. In the Ghost Prison, these ghosts were immortal as long as the Ghost Prison itself existed.

After Yin Xuege refined the Ghost Prison, he could command the prison guards within it. However, the Ghost Prison consumed a tremendous amount of power, and since Yin Xuege did not cultivate ghostly techniques, the power he could provide to the Ghost Prison was limited. The number of prison guards he could command at any time depended on his own strength.

For example, with his current near-peak Golden Core strength, he should be able to command three Golden Core-level prison guards.

Unless one day Yin Xuege reached the strength of Netherworld Daoist in his lifetime and re-refined the Ghost Prison, transforming its nature, he could release all the prison guards in the Ghost Prison to fight for him at once.

"A big trouble, but somewhat useful!" Yin Xuege slowly nodded. Given the situation, what else could he complain about?

The eighteen refinement runes turned blood red one by one, continuously emitting a deep blood light. Yin Xuege's vision went black, and his aura weakened significantly. A large portion of the Blood Demon's power is stored in the blood. To fill these eighteen refinement runes, Yin Xuege had to consume at least half of his essence blood, which undoubtedly greatly weakened his power.

Fortunately, he still had the essence blood of the Blood Saint and the life essence of the old monk Muyu supporting him. Although the consumption was significant, it would not take long to replenish.

When the eighteen refinement runes all turned blood red, Yin Xuege's mind was filled with a chaotic noise. Countless strange Netherworld ghostly characters rushed into his consciousness, and a series of peculiar Netherworld ghostly cultivation techniques merged into his soul. This was the 'Great Law of the Netherworld,' the main cultivation technique of the Netherworld Daoist, which directly pointed to the supreme realm of a Great Law Golden Immortal.

"Great Law?" Yin Xuege felt as if his soul was struck by countless thunderbolts, and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. He wanted to shout and curse, pointing to the sky and questioning the Netherworld Daoist.

The Netherworld Realm's information always came so timely. It honestly told Yin Xuege that the 'Great Law of the Netherworld' was indeed a Great Law.

Among mortals, one in a thousand can enter the path of immortality, known as Earth Immortals.

Among ten thousand Earth Immortals, only one with great determination can become a Celestial Immortal.

Among a million Celestial Immortals, those who comprehend the traces of the universe and pass through the three calamities and five tribulations, only a few can become Golden Immortals.

Among a billion Golden Immortals, those who condense the laws of the universe, are invulnerable to all calamities, and are immune to all influences, cutting off all causal ties, achieving great liberation and great perfection, only one in a billion can hope to ascend to the Great Law.

In the higher realms, Earth Immortals are like ants, Celestial Immortals are like beasts, and only Golden Immortals can be called 'Immortals.' Only Great Law Golden Immortals can establish their own domains, control a region, and be called the founders or patriarchs of a sect. Only the cultivation techniques condensed from the life essence of Great Law Golden Immortals can be called Great Laws.

If an ordinary immortal cultivates for countless years, they may not have the opportunity to advance to a higher realm. But if they have a Great Law with them, even if they do not have the opportunity to achieve the Great Law, they will definitely achieve the realm of an Immortal.

After mixing with the old demons and devils like the Princess of the Nine Yin and the King of Ten Thousand Evil Bones for a while, Yin Xuege knew what a Great Law meant. Not to mention in the human cultivation world, even in the higher realms where the holy immortals and buddhas reside, it would cause countless bloody storms. Even the terrifying beings who have already ascended to the Great Law would not hesitate to personally seize a Great Law for its value.

"Do you want to kill me?" Yin Xuege roared in anger.

The Netherworld Realm sighed slowly: "If you die, it would be perfect for cultivating the Great Law of the Netherworld. You are still a living being, and living beings cannot cultivate ghostly techniques. If you don't, the sword in your hand looks quite sharp. Just a heavy slash across your neck, and the Netherworld Realm can recognize you as its master. In the future, you can inherit the legacy of the Netherworld Daoist and achieve the Great Law. Isn't that a good life?"

Good life? Yin Xuege wanted to curse. He did not think cultivating ghostly techniques was a good life. He absolutely did not want to transform himself into some ghostly spirit or skeleton, or even a zombie. Although he was a Blood Demon, he was still a living being with a heartbeat and blood flow, capable of experiencing joy and sorrow. He did not want to become a ghost.

"Shut up, this matter is non-negotiable!" Yin Xuege absolutely did not want to transform into a ghost. He would never cultivate the damned Great Law of the Netherworld! Unless he encountered some unexpected event, Yin Xuege felt he would never cultivate this damned technique!

"As you wish!" The Netherworld Realm did not force the issue. Cultivation is like this; if there is a connection, they will naturally join your path. If not, even the Dao Ancestor cannot force it.

Countless Netherworld ghostly characters rapidly swirled in Yin Xuege's consciousness, gradually transforming into a strange script that Yin Xuege could not recognize. These black and gold characters were ancient and profound, each character seemingly pointing directly to the ultimate truth of the universe, filled with mysterious and profound energy.

These strange characters slowly intertwined, eventually forming a palm-sized ghostly face jade disk that floated in Yin Xuege's consciousness. This black ghostly face jade disk slowly absorbed the Netherworld energy from the outside, converting it into a cold and refreshing energy that Yin Xuege's soul found extremely enjoyable, nourishing his soul, making it stronger and purer with each passing moment.

"If you cannot bring yourself to commit suicide, in the future, if you have the opportunity, find a successor for my master! The Netherworld lineage will forever be grateful!" The Netherworld Realm said slowly: "You are a Blood Demon with a long lifespan comparable to a wandering immortal. This matter can be left to fate, and there is no need to force it."

Of course, if one day you have a great awakening and want to join the Netherworld lineage, just a single slash, and the Netherworld Realm will guide you here!

Yin Xuege's eyes turned green with anger, and he roared: "Why would I want to commit suicide?"

The Netherworld Realm spoke in a tone of great enlightenment and familiarity with the vicissitudes of life: "Who can say? Perhaps you lose both parents? Or perhaps the woman you love is defiled by another man? Or perhaps your sect faces a great calamity and you are powerless to retaliate? The Dao is heartless, and every cultivator will encounter a few heart-wrenching calamities. If that time comes, just remember to slash your neck, and the Netherworld lineage will always welcome you."

"There are 489 ghostly cultivators outside!" Yin Xuege slowly walked to the second floor of the Ghost Prison, coldly laughing as he went: "Why don't you choose them as successors of the Netherworld lineage?"

"Them? They don't have the opportunity!" The Netherworld Realm said mysteriously: "You came, and you can subdue the Netherworld Eighteen Prohibitions Tower, this is your opportunity! Among those young cultivators, a few do have remarkable talent, but not to the extent of inheriting the Great Law of the Netherworld. Choosing them as successors of the Netherworld Realm would harm them and harm me."

"Opportunities are what they are; if you have them, you have them, if you don't, you don't!" The Netherworld Realm said calmly: "If you do not join the Netherworld lineage, the future successor of the Netherworld lineage will certainly be you."

Yin Xuege just kept sneering, step by step ascending to the second floor of the Ghost Prison, where he saw another black tomb in the center of the Ghost Prison.

Countless ghosts appeared from the tower, kneeling and bowing to Yin Xuege. The ghostly sounds were like a storm, and the numerous evil ghosts bared their teeth and laughed or cried, making the entire Ghost Prison seem cold and eerie.

Thus, Yin Xuege finally reached the top floor of the highest tower, where he saw the five prisoners.

The eighteenth floor of the Ghost Prison was a vast Netherworld space spanning a thousand miles. In the center, a particularly large tomb floated in the ghostly mist. The eighteen prison officials of the Ghost Prison sat on the tomb, their appearances fierce and terrifying, their bodies like metal, naked and holding various weapons, baring their teeth and chanting Netherworld ghostly words, continuously emitting ghostly flames to burn the five prisoners.

Three men and two women, a total of five prisoners, tall and handsome, were imprisoned in five Nine Ghost Coffins. Their internal organs and vital points were pierced by sharp ghostly spikes, continuously extracting their essence blood.

These five prisoners, each about ten meters tall, had their bodies hidden in the black Nine Ghost Coffins, with only their heads exposed.

The massive metal coffins, decorated with the heads of nine evil ghosts, were covered with countless ghostly talismans and bound with layers of iron chains. The heads of the five prisoners, exposed outside, were even more shocking. Black chains emerged from their seven orifices, and the ghostly flames spewed by the prison officials followed these chains, continuously burning their brains.

Sensing the presence of a living being, a goddess with blue hair and silver eyes, whose beauty was unparalleled, slowly opened her eyes and smiled softly at Yin Xuege: "How many years have passed? Finally, a living being has entered this ghostly place?