deltrittennovels Chapter 313 The Gate of Inheritance for a Rank 9 Powerful Being
Chapter 313 The Gate of Inheritance for a Rank 9 Powerful Being
"Enter the palace!"
Duanmu Hong gave the order.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The cultivators, who could no longer contain themselves, instantly transformed into countless streams of light, rushing headlong into the darkness.
Lin Hanzhou and Ye Ying exchanged a glance, then blended into the crowd, transforming into streaks of light and plunging into the palace gates.
……
As the last figure disappeared into the darkness behind the door.
"Bang--!"
The two enormous palace doors slammed shut, sealing them tightly and completely cutting off all life and hope.
The wind howled across the square.
Only Duanmu Hong remained, standing there all alone.
At this moment, the mask of "righteous indignation" on his face was finally torn off completely.
Instead, his face was filled with indifference.
He slowly turned around, facing a certain point in the void, and slightly cupped his hands. Although his tone was respectful, his back was ramrod straight.
"Esteemed seniors."
"The two hundred carefully selected eighth-level cultivators have all been sent in."
"They are all excellent 'containers' with deep roots and abundant qi and blood."
"Now, it is up to you seniors to choose the person who suits your taste."
As soon as he finished speaking, strange ripples suddenly appeared in the previously empty void.
Immediately afterwards, several ancient yet excited waves of divine thought came from all directions, echoing in the air above the square.
"Hehehe..."
A sound like a broken bellows rang out first.
"Duanmu, you did a good job this time."
"Two hundred eighth-level experts, although not comparable to the geniuses of ancient times, are still a rare feast in this era of depleted spiritual energy."
"Thank you for your help, junior."
The other voice sounded slightly more "kind," but its condescending tone was impossible to conceal.
"I have spent a million years in that dark and sunless Hall of Nourishing Souls... Today, I will finally see the light of day again!"
"Once I successfully possess your body and recover my cultivation, I will definitely give you a good talking-to and guide you to take another step forward on the path of cultivation."
"That's right! Hahaha!"
A voice filled with violence laughed wildly.
"After countless years, am I finally going to live a second life?!"
"I can smell it...it's the smell of fresh flesh! It's the smell of vibrant blood and energy!"
"Quickly! Let me out! I can't wait to tear those brats' souls apart and take over their bodies!"
Hearing these unbridled words, filled with greed and bloodshed.
Duanmu Hong remained expressionless, not even lifting his eyelids.
Mentorship? Guidance?
Ha, that's a lie.
He knew better than anyone that these old monsters were only making promises to him because they were using him as a tool.
Once they regain their freedom and strength, it's uncertain who will ultimately be in charge of the Demon-Slaying Hall.
Given the nature of these old devils, they wouldn't hesitate to kill even their own temple lord in order to monopolize resources.
"I'm glad that you seniors are satisfied."
Duanmu Hong spoke calmly, his voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
"This junior will now activate the internal restrictions to lend a helping hand to you seniors."
"Okay, okay! Open it! Open it!!"
The voices in the void were already impatient.
A cold smile curled at the corner of Duanmu Hong's lips.
"As you wish."
These idiots.
Do you think that what awaits you is a delicious feast of blood and the joy of rebirth?
No, what awaits you is a collar already prepared for you, and a slavery from which you can never escape!
……
Inside the Hall of Nourishing Souls.
After passing through that brief period of darkness, Lin Hanzhou felt as if the world had suddenly opened up before him.
This is not the gloomy and terrifying hall you might imagine.
On the contrary, this place is an extremely vast and strange space that seems to be in the starry sky!
Beneath my feet was the pitch-black void, and above me were countless twinkling stars.
Directly in front of them, a huge circular corridor was suspended.
Along the long corridor, countless doors of various shapes and sizes are densely packed together.
Some doors were engulfed in raging flames, some were crackled with purple lightning, some seemed to be forged from millennia-old ice, and some exuded a thick, pungent stench of blood…
At a glance, there are at least a thousand such doors!
But the most eye-catching of them all are the 108 large doors located at the very center and highest point.
This gate was not only the largest in size, but each door also faintly emitted a light, which intertwined to form mysterious Dao runes.
[Ninth-Order Inheritance]!
Without any introduction, the thought automatically popped into the minds of all the eighth-level experts who entered the moment they saw the 108 doors.
Because the oppressive feeling of that law, that aura of superiority, cannot be faked.
"That...that's the [Blazing Sun Sect]!"
An elderly man with red hair who practiced fire-based techniques pointed to one of the doors burning with golden flames, his whole body trembling with excitement.
"That is the legacy of the ancient 'Blazing Sun Celestial Venerable'! Legend has it that he single-handedly burned the eight wastelands, reaching the pinnacle of the fire element!"
"Heavens! That's the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"
A middle-aged cultivator carrying a long sword stared intently at a stone door riddled with broken swords, tears welling up in his eyes.
"That's the dojo of the 'Sage of Ten Thousand Swords'! If I could obtain his inheritance, how could I possibly fail to break through to the ninth rank?!"
"That's the [Alchemy Sect]..."
"That's the [Array Dao Sect]..."
In an instant, countless exclamations rang out throughout the space.
These normally composed eighth-tier experts were now like penniless wretches who had stumbled into a treasure trove, their eyes bloodshot, their breathing rapid, completely losing their reason.
They could clearly feel that behind each door, a voice seemed to be calling to them.
"Come...child..."
"come to me……"
"I will grant you strength... I will grant you eternal life..."
That kind of temptation strikes straight to the depths of the soul, making it utterly irresistible.
……
"As expected of a ninth-level expert, even with only a wisp of remnant soul remaining, he can still use divine soul suggestion to influence an eighth-level cultivator."
Amidst the crowd, Lin Hanzhou looked at the cultivators around him who were beginning to go somewhat mad, and couldn't help but think to himself.
Unfortunately, his soul was exceptionally powerful, and these spiritual suggestions had no effect on him whatsoever.
"What a terrifying spiritual suggestion! I almost fell for it myself."
Night Shadow suddenly snapped back to reality, his face filled with vigilance.
Just now, he actually fell into a similar state to those cultivators.
Fortunately, he reacted in time, otherwise he would have really been in trouble here.
At the same time, many cultivators in the crowd who had been filled with fanaticism just moments before instantly sobered up and regained their senses.
They were equally wary of this unpredictable tactic.