Lin Chen opened her eyes hearing the commotion.
She saw that the entire Ghost Market sealing off the gourmet street was crumbling inch by inch, blood-colored sky filled with cracks, and the energy of the evil deity melted like wax under the sun’s rays.
“Refining!”
“Hehehe… All of you will be refined!!”
Three meters above her, the bone porcelain woman, who was once so arrogant, struggled frantically to break free from the demon’s grip but was still dragged in by her head.
The void crack closed.
It became silent instantly.
Lin Chen stood there in shock for a long time, shivering.
The sinister laughter still echoed in her ears.
“Oh my God…” She trembled, finding a seemingly safe corner to hide in, her lips quivering: “That bone porcelain woman, so powerful, was crushed with just one hand… How strong are the evil spirits hidden in this Jinde Town?”
Her strength was at the General Level.
Her abilities were divided into two aspects: first, her body strengthened through the cultivation breathing method, and second, the abilities awakened by the spiritual energy after its revival—the ability she named “Absolute Poison Body,” which could secrete deadly toxins throughout her body, including her weapons.
Currently, there was no antidote for her poison.
If poisoned, one either waited to die or sought help from healers like Xiang Xiaoyuan or high-level cultivators who could force out the toxins.
Among the Resurrectors, she was considered powerful.
But among the General Level, especially with the emergence of the cultivation breathing method, her position began to slip.
However, even if she was slipping, she was still at the General Level.
Facing General Level evil spirits, she could resist.
But against the bone porcelain woman, she had no power to fight back—this bone porcelain woman must be at least a Commander Level, right? Then, what level was the evil spirit that crushed the bone porcelain woman in the void? King Level or Emperor Level?
Thinking about it made her fear.
All she hoped for now was that the King Level or Emperor Level evil spirit would be satisfied after eating the bone porcelain woman and wouldn’t target her, a weak woman.
Hiding in the corner for a while, waiting until the Ghost Market completely disappeared, when Huang Beigun and other Demon-Slaying Division members found her, Lin Chen finally managed to regain her composure.
“Miss Lin, you truly are impressive. That bone porcelain woman, whom even those two General Level individuals couldn’t handle, was dealt with by you.” Huang Beigun, sensing no trace of evil spirits around, couldn’t help but admire her: “Governor Chen was right. Your relatives are too useless. The Demon-Slaying Division needs true powerhouses like you, whose ratings match their strength!”
Lin Chen: “…”
Wait, although her relationship with her cousin and uncle wasn’t great, it wasn’t enough to make her feel so belittled, right? But she didn’t have the energy to argue with Huang Beigun now. The thought of an unknown King or Emperor Level evil spirit lurking in the shadows made her uneasy.
“There’s no time for this! There’s an emergency!” Lin Chen said gravely: “This evil spirit wasn’t killed by me, but by another evil spirit!”
“Another evil spirit?” Huang Beigun’s face froze: “What kind of evil spirit?”
“I don’t know. I only heard him shouting ‘refine, refine.’ His voice was hoarse, like a beast. He reached out with ghostly claws from the void and dragged the bone porcelain woman away with one claw… I think the bone porcelain woman has become his food.”
Recalling the scene of the bone porcelain woman being dragged away, Lin Chen felt goosebumps all over.
She had never seen such terror and helplessness on an evil spirit’s face before.
“Is there a stronger evil spirit hiding here?” Huang Beigun was shocked, pale-faced, breaking out in cold sweat. The surrounding Demon-Slayers also looked grim and avoided eye contact.
He was already thinking about quitting. If necessary, he could be transferred to another province.
How long had it been since the cultivation breathing method emerged? He thought better days were coming, but recently, the emerging evil spirits were getting stronger.
“Right, Chen Huaian!” Lin Chen suddenly remembered something: “Chen Huaian entered the bone porcelain ruins, didn’t he? The hidden evil spirit might be lurking there! We need to hurry back and notify him to evacuate…”
“Let’s hope it’s not too late…”
…
At the same time, inside the bone porcelain ruins.
Chen Huaian had already absorbed the flesh of ninety-nine evil spirits. The lingering evil aura, not yet fully absorbed, condensed on his body, thick as black ink dripping down.
He dragged the struggling bone porcelain woman out of the void, holding her head high.
“Evil spirit, we are destined to meet!”
Chen Huaian grinned, revealing a ferocious smile.
“You can help me cultivate, this is your honor!”
The bone porcelain woman screamed, blood porcelain fragments like thin wings bursting around her, but these fragments that could easily cut a General Level like Lin Chen left only faint white marks on Chen Huaian’s black scabbed skin.
“What are you?”
“What exactly are you?!”
The bone porcelain woman felt the overwhelming evil aura emanating from Chen Huaian, stunned and terrified.
The demonic cultivators should only be those under Emperor Jiang’s command, the coffin guards.
But the demonic path of those coffin guards was completely different from this person.
Chen Huaian gave her the feeling of a black hole, ready to devour her and all evil spirits.
“Who am I?”
Chen Huaian was stunned.
His mind, already muddled by the evil aura and on the verge of madness, paused for a moment but quickly regained clarity. With a smirk, he said: “I am Chen Huaian, loved by everyone, blooming like flowers, super handsome!”
“No more nonsense, you shall be the cornerstone of my path!”
As he spoke, the demonic claw gripping the bone porcelain woman’s forehead tightened.
Ninety-nine parts.
One more part, and the first layer of the Blood Cocoon would be completed.
Then he could open the second layer, Hundred Bodies Sound, and become even stronger.
“Stronger, becoming stronger, Qingran baby… Hehe… Sing Conquer…”
Chen Huaian mumbled incoherently, his eyes filled with demonic intent. With a sudden force, he crushed the bone porcelain woman’s skull.
Her hero fragments dispersed into pure demonic energy under the influence of the Heavenly Demon Art, flowing through her limbs and body. As the hundredth layer of flesh was refined, a pleasant sensation made Chen Huaian instinctively stretch his arms, popping sounds echoing through his body.
But his mind hadn’t cooled down yet.
He was still in a state of extreme excitement.
He needed to do something to vent his frustration.
“Boom—!”
Chen Huaian punched the nearby stone wall, creating a large crater.
He continued punching, a hundred times, each blow shaking the bone porcelain ruins.
Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Ying outside, guarding, were bewildered by the ground’s tremors.
“Strange, no evil spirit aura detected. What’s causing this?”
Zhao Ying shook her head, equally puzzled: “Maybe… Chen Huaian is inside playing a game?”
From the blurry images provided by the drone, this explanation seemed plausible.
…
Inside the underground palace—
After a hundred punches, he was still unsatisfied.
What else could he do?
Chen Huaian was dazed, driven to desperation. Instinctively, he took out his phone.
And naturally, he opened the hidden album.
Looking at the screenshots he had secretly taken of games, life was vibrant, vivid,
“Snap—!”
He grabbed his belt with his other hand and tore it off.
