149: Chapter 139: Showing Power (Please Subscribe for Monthly Tickets) 149: Chapter 139: Showing Power (Please Subscribe for Monthly Tickets) The ghost cultivators floating in the sky did not have it easy; they were injured in the fight and could only rely on Nourishing Soul Flowers, Soul Pills, and Healing Pills.
Some ghost cultivators were alchemists in their previous lives.
After becoming spirits, they couldn’t find Spirit Grass to make pills outside, so they scavenged in the Hell Palace for Spirit Grass to convert into the pills they needed.
The Golden Core Elder controlled them but did not provide them with the resources to cultivate.
Inside this Hell Palace, there were many Spiritual Flowers and Exotic Grasses.
Some talented ghost cultivators also crafted pills to sell to other ghosts.
Some talented ghost cultivators who couldn’t craft pills turned to Artifact Refining, using materials in the Hell Palace to create Magical Treasures, each taking what they needed.
Those without talent or low cultivation could only be bullied and ordered around; in this great war, they were the most at a loss.
Some cleverer souls had, in the calm before the storm, gathered the red blossoms of the Soul Nourishing Grass.
Now during battle, they could only consume these red flowers to replenish their nourishment.
The Golden Core Elder was conducting a ritual outside, using all his spiritual energy to pump spiritual force into the Hell Palace, reciting curses to make the ghost cultivators fight desperately.
Without the help of an Array’s energy in his lair, even doing this exhausted him greatly.
His ultimate goal was to turn all the Demonic Beasts inside into Puppets that could serve his future dominion.
Huang Chen watched the chaos leisurely from within the Magnet Magic Treasure named Soul Conqueror; it seemed his master also merely used Magical Treasures and curses to control the ghost cultivators.
The master had already imparted him the methods of controlling Magical Treasures and the curses needed to command the ghosts.
But his current cultivation was still too low, and he wasn’t yet able to fully wield the curses to become the big boss of the Hell Palace.
He watched their battles, waiting for them to weaken from their deaths; then, he could use his Magical Treasure to take control of the Demonic Beasts and ghosts.
As the Golden Core Elder grew weary, he remembered his disciples, starting with Huang Chen, to whom he transmitted a message:
“Huang Chen, quickly use your poisonous treasure to eradicate the Demonic Beasts inside.”
“Master, there’s no need for me, right?
Every time I appear, the Dragon emerges.
Isn’t everything fine right now?
They are fighting so fiercely, and the Dragon hasn’t shown up yet.”
“You ungrateful brat, thinking of abandoning your master now that you have power, aren’t you?
Don’t even think about it, because your identity is a ghost cultivator; you still rely on your master inside here.”
“Master, why would I abandon you?
You know my ability is weak; even with this Magical Treasure, I can’t confront a Dragon.
Why don’t you come in and take control?”
Huang Chen gritted his teeth in the dark; even fools understood that his master was using him.
After two confrontations, the Dragon was not something he could contend with.
If he were to be discovered, they might even kill him on the spot.
How could he then fulfill the expectations of his grandparents and parents?
As long as he lived, seeking revenge in ten or a hundred years wouldn’t be too late.
“Huang Chen, the Dragon hasn’t appeared for two days.
Now is the chance to wipe out the Demonic Beasts while it’s away.”
“Master, continue on, I’ll give it a try.
If the Dragon appears, I must shift away immediately.”
“Get to work first, stop with the nonsense.”
Huang Chen could only attempt to spray poison into the Hell Palace.
The Golden Core Elder saw that his disciple still obeyed and continued reciting curses.
A young Viscount, patrolling not far from the Golden Core Elder’s Invisible Jade Gourd, passed by.
In the past days, the young Viscounts and Earls had intensified their patrols day and night, setting up ambushes outside and surviving entirely on dry rations.
A viscount, in urgent need to relieve himself, found a clump of grass to urinate in.
After peeing, he moved a little further away and continued to lie in wait.
As the Golden Core elder was performing the ritual and incantations, he was within the Invisible Jade Gourd, invisible to those outside.
However, the Golden Core elder could see him, and at the critical moment of exterminating the demonic beast inside, this young man, who had not been killed the past two nights, was actually urinating at his hiding spot.
In order not to expose himself, the Golden Core elder could only suppress his urge to kill the viscount.
The smell of urine was so overpowering that he had no choice but to move elsewhere.
Having seen the viscount’s ambush spot, the Golden Core elder knew that the people from the stockade were on alert, and he could not attack them at this time.
The magic staff of the other party was too powerful, and he hadn’t been able to withstand it, failing to bring out the Hell Palace to fend off its attack.
The Hell Palace was a magical treasure that would enable him to achieve great dominance in the future; it could not be damaged, nor could it fall into someone else’s hands.
The Golden Core elder felt that the mountains were even more dangerous than the outside world.
He took out a Flying Treasure and, with the help of the Invisible Jade Gourd, the treasure flew through the sky invisibly.
Inside the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, Jiang Tang had just reached mid Foundation Establishment and consolidated his cultivation.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Eryao and Little Blue Ox sitting beside him, looking at him.
“Daddy, you finally woke up.
If you didn’t, the outside world was going to change,” said Eryao.
As Eryao spoke, his mouth twitched slightly towards the Hell Palace outside.
“Moo…” Little Blue Ox looked at the Hell Palace outside, sorrowful over the screams of its kind being killed by Ghost Cultivators; its heart ached with every twinge.
“Eryao, what’s going on?
Did the demonic beasts attack first, or was it the Ghost Cultivators?” asked Jiang Tang.
“Daddy, it seems someone has taken control of the Hell Palace and is using those Ghost Cultivators to slaughter the demonic beasts,” Eryao replied.
“Ah, I must meet this person who controls the Ghost Cultivators.
Eryao, this time let your daddy show off his abilities,” said Jiang Tang.
“Daddy, don’t show off recklessly!
Let me handle it with my Thunder Roar,” Eryao suggested.
“Your daddy has reached mid Foundation Establishment; of course, I want to see if my Qianji Fire and Xuanming Spiritual Fire have upgraded,” responded Jiang Tang.
“Then… Daddy, do you need Eryao to create a halo for you?” Eryao asked.
“Eryao, don’t be silly, I will directly use Xuanming Spiritual Fire and Qianji Fire from within the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space to the outside,” said Jiang Tang.
“Oh, Daddy is mighty!
Go Daddy!” encouraged Eryao.
Encouraged by his pets, Jiang Tang’s previously subdued heart regained its confidence.
One couldn’t rely solely on pets; one had to be strong oneself.
To be strong wasn’t something that just appeared; it had to be trained for.
Jiang Tang unleashed the Qianji Fire not towards the ground, but towards the Ghost Cultivators in the sky.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with flames, unlike the Ghost Flames that the Ghost Cultivators had sprayed at the demonic beasts.
This fire was domineering, capable of charring the souls of Ghost Cultivators upon contact.
More domineering than the lightning-fire in the sky, the Ghost Cultivators who encountered these flames met their nemesis; those of lower cultivation were directly reduced to ashes and dissipated into the air.
Those Ghost Cultivators with higher cultivation suffered injuries and fled into the ground, burrowing as deep as they could.
Jiang Tang then deployed the Xuanming Spiritual Fire and attacked the demonic beasts from two directions.
The flames, as if possessing spirits, chased after the two kinds of Qi, striking at the adversaries.