Chapter 857: Hatred in Heart, Slaughter is Born
lpable killing intent was lingering within.Chu's face was as dark as water, his voice cold."Has Tian Cha Wei received any news"In two days, the barbarians broke through the gate of Dahuang Mansion and...The emergence of the Ling Shen lineage shook the Heavenly Sect.
Many disciples who couldn't enter other peaks flocked toward the Ling Shen Peak.
For disciples of the Heavenly Sect, every time a new lineage emerges, it is an opportunity.
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If you can join it, you will receive the corresponding inheritance and guidance from strong individuals.
Although even if one doesn't enter a specific peak, the sect will still have corresponding cultivators to guide their practice within the sect, those guidance lack any specificity and are all general teachings. They cannot be compared to the targeted guidance offered by the peaks.
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Therefore.
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If one could enter the various peaks, it would be much better than remaining at the outer gate and cultivating on their own.
Ling Shen Peak.
A crimson curtain rises.
Throughout the vast Ling Shen Peak, a blood-red mist hung heavy in the air. As disciples stepped into this crimson curtain, a bone-chilling coldness would seize their hearts instantly.
Before my eyes, the scene changed drastically. There was no trace of Ling Shen Peak. Instead, there was a sea of corpses and blood. Decaying bodies writhed around, and piercing shrieks echoed in my ears.
He stood alone at the edge of the precipice, below which lay an abyss stretching endlessly into darkness. The fathomless blackness gaped like a monstrous maw, poised to swallow any soul unfortunate enough to fall within its grasp.
“Fake, it’s all fake!”
That disciple swallowed hard, and took a step forward.
In an instant.
His body plummeted from the cliff, falling into endless darkness.
The intense feeling of weightlessness made the disciple feel like he was constantly falling. All his strength seemed to vanish in that moment, as if he were an ordinary person with no cultivation whatsoever.
Darkness!
Infinite darkness!
Like a mucous membrane, the touch enveloped the disciple's entire body, making him feel like he was drowning and suffocating.
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Time passes by little by little.
The endless darkness and the persistent feeling of weightlessness involuntarily instilled fear in the disciple's heart. Although he understood that everything before him was just an illusion, this illusion was incredibly realistic.
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That kind of solitude in endless darkness gradually drives one to lose oneself, like a lost traveler who can never find his way out.
It's like a day.
... just like a thousand or ten thousand years.
The disciple's psychological defenses completely collapsed. He struggled and roared like a madman, wanting to escape this place. The infinite fear that had grown inside him engulfed him entirely.
Just as the disciple was utterly despairing, the darkness before him shattered like a mirror.
When he could see the surroundings, he found that he was still standing outside the blood curtain. Only one foot had stepped into the blood curtain.
in an instant.
Relief washed over me.
Looking again at the scene in the blood curtain, many disciples were found standing on the spot, dancing their hands and feet. Expressions of fear, ferocity, despair, and other emotions appeared on their faces.
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There was no hesitation.
The disciple immediately retracted his right foot that had stepped out, and looked at the blood curtain in front of him as if he were looking at some terrible presence. He didn't dare to step into it any further.
Although all the tests were just illusions, he didn't want to experience that moment again.
I can't feel the passage of time. Immersed in endless darkness, waves of emptiness and desolation surge over my mind, constantly eroding my spirit. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
That's how it feels.
Even the most steadfast minds can eventually crumble under pressure.
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Ling Shen Peak is nice though.
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But this disciple had already given up on the idea of joining Ling Shen Peak.
"The trial of Ling Shen Peak is absolutely impossible for any cultivator to pass."
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He mused to himself.
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At the same time, on Ling Shen Peak, Tian Zhu's eyes were cold as he looked down at everything. All the disciples' expressions and inner changes were beyond his perception.
That's all.
There is no indication of that.
He established the Ling Shen Peak not simply to select suitable successors for the Ling Shen lineage.
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In fact.
In Tian Zhu's view, as long as the Ling Shen clan's great revenge is not avenged, any inheritance is useless. Therefore, Ling Shen Peak selects disciples who must be proficient in killing cultivators.
Even if one is not proficient in ruthlessness, one must still possess a heart for it.
Only then.
Only then can they be disciples of Lingshen Peak, and only then can they avenge the Lingshen clan.
Whether it's Tianzhun himself, or existences like Zhenshen and Xueling, they are all fundamentally Dao soldiers. However, the advancement of Dao soldiers is not something that can be accomplished overnight.
If you want to rely on yourself to avenge the Ling Shen clan, it's impossible.
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Perhaps an era or a primordial age passed, and they barely broke through the ten-realm barrier, stepping into the eleventh realm. But what use would such power be to the top gods
Any top-tier divine race possesses more than one god sovereign, and there are even some peak god sovereigns among them.
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Even within the temple, there are powerhouses who surpass even the level of the Divine Master. Don't even talk about eleven-rank Dao artifacts, even twelve-rank Dao artifacts would find it difficult to shake the foundation of the top divine clans.
Although.
Tian Zhu and others surrendered to Chen Changqing, obtaining Chen Changqing's promise to avenge the Ling Shen clan. However, in Tian Zhu's view, one must always be prepared for any eventuality.
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In the past, the Ling Shen clan was exterminated because they were not well-prepared.
Of course.
In Tianzhun's view, the Ling Shen clan's extinction, and Ling Daoqi bears some responsibility for it.
To get to the point.
For anything, one should always prepare on two fronts. Rely on the strength of the elders, but also cultivate corresponding strength within oneself to prepare for the revenge of the Ling Shen clan.
Select suitable disciples to cultivate and pass on one's own Dao.
They can all have their own inheritance, such as the Peerless Divine Soldier and Heavenly Punisher. This inheritance is not simply a spiritual god clan inheritance, but rather what they comprehend when they achieve the divine soldier and perceive the rules of heaven and earth in that moment.
This is a legacy.
Just as powerful.
To be frank, the inheritance of the original Spirit God clan might not even compare to the inheritance of these three peerless divine weapons.
After all, if we consider the peerless divine weapons as cultivators, then the three peerless divine weapons would be at the level of a supreme god king, only one step away from becoming a god master.
“I wonder how many cultivators have joined Lingshen Peak!”
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The Soul-Suppressing Banner also gazed upon the scene below. Unlike the Heavenly Punishing Sword and the Blood Spirit Banner, it was not born from endless resentment, but a peerless divine weapon cultivated by the Ling Shen clan itself.
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From the beginning.
The Soul-Churning Bell lacked the overwhelming power of carnage, nor did it possess the eerie might of the Blood Spirit Banner.
Therefore.
The real function of the Soul Restraining Seed is to suppress the soul-restraining.
However, these years have been oppressed in the Zhu Fengshen clan, and witnessed the extermination of the Ling Shen clan with their own eyes. Hatred has also arisen in their souls.
Concerning Heaven Punisher's method of selecting disciples, Town Soul held no resistance.
Indeed.
Only cultivators with murderous intent and swords in hand can inherit the current legacy of Ling Shen Peak and avenge the Ling Shen clan.
Since the opening of Ling Shen Peak, disciples from all over Tianzong have flocked there. However, it is a pity that none of the disciples who stepped into the blood curtain were able to truly pass the test.
Among the strongest, only stepping out three steps, their divine intellect became muddled, almost becoming a puppet who only knew how to kill. Later, they were sent out by a mysterious force from Ling Shen Peak, only then did they avert disaster.
Otherwise.
When someone is infected by the killing plague, they will completely become insane.
Needless to say.
The cultivator who made a move on Lingshen Peak was naturally Zhenhun.
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Ling Shen Peak's intention in doing this is merely to find a suitable successor, not for the simple purpose of destruction. If every disciple participating in the test were to become a puppet of killing, the Tian Zong Sect Master would undoubtedly be furious.
That's all.
Tian Zhu and the others all know this very well in their hearts.
So.
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Whenever a disciple appears to be beyond saving, falling into darkness completely, or being eroded by carnage and on the brink of soul annihilation, becoming a puppet of slaughter, the Soul Suppressing Talisman would always intervene in time to save them.
For a moment.
The test of Ling Shen Peak is widely circulated within Tian Zong.
Many disciples who had entered the blood curtain looked towards Ling Shen Peak with fear, remembering their previous misfortunes. Their hearts trembled uncontrollably.
Seven days later.
There was a cultivator with an ordinary appearance, who seemed unremarkable at first glance. He walked step by step through the blood curtain and finally stepped onto Ling Shen Peak.
"Greetings, Peak Master! I am Yan Qing, an outer disciple of the Heavenly Sect."
When he stepped onto Lingshen Peak, the cultivator saw Tian Zhu and the others standing there. He instinctively felt that the leader among the three was the young man in the blood robe in the middle, so he bowed to the other party.
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Tian Zhu's eyes held a look of approval: "Good, reaching the third level of the Divine Realm and passing my test shows that you harbor murderous intent. You are indeed a promising candidate."
This seat is Heaven's Punishment, the current master of Ling Shen Peak. The one on my left is Zhen Hun and the one on my right is Xue Ling, both elders of Ling Shen Peak.
From today onwards, you shall be the great disciple of Ling Shen Peak, inheriting the mantle of Ling Shen Peak and carrying its mission!
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"The disciple will keep this in mind!"
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Yan Qing immediately knelt and kowtowed.
Tianzhu's eyes were filled with even greater satisfaction.
In his eyes, Yan Qing, despite only being a cultivator at the third level of the Divine Realm, was no different from an ant.
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However.
Though vengeance was about to be delivered, a palpable aura of murderous intent hung heavy upon their opponent.
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Harboring hatred!
Bloodshed begets bloodshed!
It is clear that Yan Qing must possess overwhelming hatred, which has cultivated such intense murderous aura.
However.
Heaven's Punishment didn't ask so much, each cultivator had their own secrets. It didn't matter if the other party harbored hatred; as long as they were strong enough one day, they could fulfill their aspirations.
Since Tian Zhu hadn't spoken to let him up, Yan Qing remained kneeling on the ground.
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In the blink of an eye.
Another seven days passed. Except for Yan Qing, no other disciple had crossed the Blood Curtain and stepped onto Ling Shen Peak.
Upon seeing this.
Although Tian Zhu had some regrets in his heart, they soon vanished.
The test he set was extraordinary, containing the resentment of billions upon billions of souls from the Ling Shen clan who had perished in the past. Besides those disciples on various peaks, there were only a few thousand outer sect disciples in Tian Zong.
Among thousands of disciples, having one pass the test is already good.
Everyone had made up their minds to take revenge, and no cultivator was prepared to ascend the Ling Shen Peak.
It's already enough to have a Yan Qing around these days.
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As for the rest, we will wait for new disciples to join Tianzong before making a selection.
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