Chapter 227 - 214

Jiang Tang utilized his palms to deploy the Star-absorbing Spell, absorbing the energy of the golden crystals inside the sun.

Ocean Wheel’s cultivation had stalled for several days now, having been busy refining Pills; in the process of pill refinement, he was also accumulating experience.

Rapid cultivation growth had its advantages and disadvantages; if the mind did not expand accordingly, other cultivation techniques could not keep up, posing a challenge for him.

Fortunately, Eryao had just informed him that a Secret Manual had appeared in the space, suitable for cultivators at the Ocean Wheel level.

Surprised and delighted, he decided to increase his cultivation a little further, which would make his spells even more formidable.

The energy of the golden crystal passed from his hands into his body, with spiritual energy soaring continuously, inflating his body once again like a balloon.

“Bang bang” the barrier at the mid-stage of Ocean Wheel opened, and golden energy crazily entered the opened shield.

Jiang Tang used this energy to circulate throughout his body, consolidating his cultivation.

Jiang Tang’s body, previously turned into a balloon, was now slowly recovering.

He felt his body’s sturdiness surpassing the former, with some golden energy being absorbed, and the two little figures in his mind also grew in cultivation.

Jiang Tang took the Secret Manual from Eryao’s hands and cultivated the Ocean Wheel’s cultivation technique and spells.

Realizing Jiang Tang had again increased his cultivation, Eryao benefited as well.

The rapid cultivation growth of his master was also an encouragement to him.

As their master’s cultivation increased, the two Spiritual Pets would also grow.

Eryao, previously in the body of a little boy, had now transformed into a teenager.

Green Ox was also growing; it had progressed from early-stage Demon Core to mid-stage Demon Core, using earth cultivation spells faster and more powerfully.

With their cultivation increased, the two Spiritual Pets worked even harder at farming.

During the consolidation of his increased cultivation, Jiang Tang took a moment to check on the ongoing battle in the Hell Palace, where a Golden Core Elder was dueling with a disciple.

At first, it was a life-and-death struggle between them.

As they fought, the Golden Core Elder chanted a curse, sending Ghost Cultivators to kill Huang Chen, but Huang Chen proved formidable, using his Magnet Magic Treasure Soul Conqueror, not only to spew poison but also flames at his master.

The master recited a curse to make the Hell Palace’s Magic Artifact continuously revolve, using it to attack Huang Chen.

Huang Chen, having been taught by his master how to control this Magic Artifact, also recited a curse.

The clash between master and disciple wreaked havoc among the Ghost Cultivators and Demonic Beasts in space.

The strongest Demonic Beasts, infuriated, began to retaliate, launching continuous counterattacks against the Golden Core Elder and Huang Chen, throwing the Hell Palace into chaotic battle.

The Ghost Cultivators, attacked by the Demonic Beasts, had no choice but to fight back; the Demonic Beasts formed an encirclement and attacked the Ghost Cultivators, the Golden Core Elder, and Huang Chen together.

Thus, the struggle between master and disciple turned into a melee; the Ghost Cultivators bled black blood when injured, and the Demonic Beasts leaked green fluids.

The Golden Core Elder, when injured, leaked red fluids; the stench of blood was heavy in space, all flowing into the Hell Palace’s Magic Artifact.

Huang Chen, inside his Magic Artifact, remained unaffected.

The length of the Dao Arts battle had exhausted him, primarily because he was unable to replenish his spiritual energy, which added to his fatigue.

“Whirr, whirr, whirr” whether the Hell Palace had awakened the Artifact Spirit by absorbing such a variety of blood, or it originally housed an Artifact Spirit, or an Artifact Spirit had newly emerged, was unclear.

The Hell Palace no longer obeyed the curses of Huang Chen and his master; the entire space was rotating constantly, like a tornado, the original mountains and rivers, the grey earth, all changing as they spun.

Huang Chen, within his Magic Artifact, was spun by the rotating space of the Hell Palace, which made his own Magic Artifact spin, leaving him feeling dizzy.

The Golden Core Elder, not to mention, was weak enough already, and the current battle brought him to a battered state.

The Hell Palace, beyond his control, spun him around like trash.

Within just a moment, the Golden Core Elder’s momentum weakened.

Using his own spiritual power and Magic Artifact, he could not resist the spin of the Hell Palace’s Magic Artifact and could only think of escape; when he left the Hell Palace, he found himself in an unknown place.

He was struck by an ox’s horn, his nose turned blue and bled, and he spun around disorientedly, falling to the ground.

Barely able to stand, he fainted in another space.

Eryao cast a spell that used vines to bind the devil tightly.

Within the Hell Palace, demonic beasts controlled by the Artifact Spirit suffered casualties, with the lower-cultivation beasts being killed or injured.

The higher-cultivation ones were still resisting, and even the ghost cultivators inside did not want to be controlled by the Artifact Spirit, constantly struggling against it.

Another struggle erupted within the Hell Palace as the Artifact Spirit sought to subdue the creatures in the space, turning them into puppets.

It was continuously using the magical treasures inside the palace, harnessing their rotating and absorbing abilities, intent on killing all the demonic beasts and transforming them into puppets.

With the souls of the ghost cultivators under its control, the Artifact Spirit howled, “You worthless scum, ten thousand years ago, my master placed your ancestors here without realizing you’d grow weaker.

I will avenge my master, turn you into puppets, exterminate all the human cultivators, and avenge my master.”

“You’re devils, releasing our ancestors into this place and imprisoning us here.”

The Lion King and the Tiger King had assumed their humanoid forms and could speak the human language.

“Hahaha, it is your blood that has awakened me.

Do not mistake this world for my domain,” the Artifact Spirit howled triumphantly.

The demonic beasts were terrified.

This voice had never appeared before, and they could never leave this outside world.

Now that the voice had emerged, would they even survive?

Huang Chen remained silent, dispirited within the magic artifact.

His master had once told him that the artifact had been found on an ancient battlefield, implying that the artifact surely had a former owner.

An Immortal’s crafted magic artifact usually possesses an Artifact Spirit, and ten thousand years had passed, ten thousand years for the Artifact Spirit to come alive again.

Trapped within the magic artifact, he could cultivate into a ghost immortal but could not leave.

So what was the use of his strength?

Huang Chen sensed that his master was no longer in this space.

He could enter, but not leave.

The Artifact Spirit didn’t kill all the creatures inside immediately, instead flaunting its might to make these creatures obey.

Jiang Tang noticed the abnormality happening within the Hell Palace and felt it was time to act.

If he allowed the Artifact Spirit of the Hell Palace to cause chaos using its treasures within his Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, his medicinal gardens would be ruined.

Jiang Tang didn’t attack the Hell Palace with spells but instead used his trump card.

He placed his hand on the exterior of the Hell Palace’s magical treasure and employed his Star-absorbing Spell.

This time, he wasn’t using the Star Absorption Spell to drain the spiritual energy from within the Hell Palace, nor to remove the spiritual energy from the ghost cultivators and demonic beasts.

This time, he was targeting the Artifact Spirit in the Hell Palace.

He had heard the Artifact Spirit’s lofty ambitions earlier, desiring to kill every human cultivator in the cultivation world.

Isn’t that the act of a devil who kills the innocent?

He hadn’t left his own space, and this devil was already showing off its might.

Whether that would be allowed was another matter entirely.

“Ah!

…Who?

The Star Absorption Spell, isn’t this the spell used by my master ten thousand years ago?”

The Artifact Spirit, having its energy siphoned, was not enraged but rather joyously calling out, thinking that its master had been reborn.

Of course, Jiang Tang heard what the Artifact Spirit said.

He did not know why the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space revealed the Dao Arts of the master of the Hell Palace’s Artifact Spirit but knew there must be a reason.

The appearance of the secret manual in the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space happened while he was trapped in the Hell Palace.

Perhaps the space had scanned the cultivation techniques used by the master of the Hell Palace.

Yet Jiang Tang did not wish to be like the master of the Hell Palace’s Artifact Spirit, slaughtering the innocent and becoming a devil.

If possible, he aimed to destroy the magical treasure that was the Hell Palace.

However, since the Artifact Spirit considered him the master based on the technique he was using, perhaps he could take advantage of this misconception and make the Artifact Spirit of the Hell Palace serve him.

“I have not died.

I have been reborn and reincarnated several times, and this time I have been reborn in the body of a young man in his twenties.

You don’t need to avenge me.

I do not wish to kill the cultivators in the cultivation world—it is against heaven and earth.

I want to ascend once more, to become the first person to ascend in the cultivation world, to become an immortal of the heavens.”

“Master, are you truly alive?

That’s wonderful.

You will surely ascend once again.

The Artifact Spirit will definitely help you,” the Artifact Spirit rejoiced.

The words previously spoken by the Artifact Spirit were like those of a sinister and cunning old man.

Now the voice had changed to sound like that of an innocent and naive child.