Translator: Storm in a Teacup
Three days later, under the guidance of Qin Guihe, they finally arrived at the Main Hall of the Fiend Palace.
The hall was constructed with ten-thousand-year blood wood, as if it was a huge jade coagulated with blood, giving out a pressing atmosphere. The Main Hall was as large as a square with ninety-nine columns all round supporting a giant dome. People’s figures were silhouetted in jade bricks, and in the center of this room erected a blood-bone throne, hanging in the air.
Luo Jianqing had felt a bit breathless the moment they entered this hall.
The smell of blood was strong and pervasive in this hall, driving people breathless. Luo Jianqing didn’t know that no human had ever died here for over a thousand years, yet the blood of those who had been killed before that was still in this hall, demonstrating their anger and grudge.
They didn’t see the Fiend Exalt there.
Gui Yi, the elder of Duan Huan Sect asked with dissatisfaction, “Qin Guihe, the Fiend Exalt is not here. How can you explain it?”
Qin Guihe who was dressed in white waved around his broad sword and sneered, “I can explain a shit for you.”
“You!”
The stand-off between the two sides lasted for one hour, but the Exalt still didn’t show up. Qin Guihe was not so worried, while cultivators of Duan Hun Sect, Bai family and Yun family, especially Gui Yi, became impatient.
Another half an hour later, they were still waiting.
Gui Yi gritted his teeth, “Qin Guihe, are you trying to mess with us again?”
Qin Guihe snorted. “So what, you shameless old man? I even want to cut you into 180 pieces to feed dog as soon as you leave the Palace!”
Gui Yi saw the chance. He suddenly formed a dazzling green Ghost Qi on his hand and rushed towards Qin Guihe, who barely had time to respond to the sneak attack. Qin Guihe hurriedly raised his sword to block the attack, yet was still blasted off for dozens of meters. He knocked on a column and spitted blood.
Gui Yi said, “There is something wrong with the Fiend Exalt!”
Hearing that, Qin Guihe swore furiously, “Don’t pull that shit on the Grand Master of the Fiend Palace!”
The two grappled with each other in the next second.
Qin Guihe had reached the late stage of Da Sheng Period hundreds of years ago, yet Gui Yi just reached this stage for some hundred year. On the battleground of humans and demons, Qin Guihe, as a Dharmapala of the Fiend Palace, was the general of a Human Cultivation army, who killed millions of demons, while Gui Zi was just one of his subordinate generals.
Therefore, Qin gained the edge over Gui Yi in this battle.
Gui Yi was the most powerful cultivator in this team, so no one was able to stop them. However, Luo Jianqing heard Sir Yu Qingzi saying loudly, “Duan Huan Sect really has something special. From now on, cultivators of Duan Hun Sect are forbidden to step into Tai Hua mountain!”
Hearing that, cultivators of Duan Hun Sect complained, “Yu Qingzi, Why the hell should you forbid us from going to Tai Hua mountain?”
Yu Qingzi sneered, “Because I would like to!”
“You!”
Although Yu Qingzi hadn’t reached Da Sheng Period yet, cultivators from Duan Hun Sect dared not to argue with her. Instead, they murmured, “We don’t care about Tai Hua mountain anyway! Except Xuan Lingzi, you have nothing to be proud of! Had Xuan Lingzi not been transformed to deity luckily three hundred years ago, Tai Hua mountain would have not been the leader of Dao Cultivators…”
Sir Yu Qingzi laughed out, “You garrulous wussy.”
“You!”
It seemed that a fight was about to break out among Dao Cultivators, while the battle between Qin Guihe and Gui Yi was also going to end. After all, it was not appropriate to kill Gui Yi in the Fiend Palace-they claimed they were coming here to celebrate the Exalt’s birthday.
So the first around of the battle came to an end. Qin Guihe had the sword at Gui Yi’s neck and said coldly, “I’ll spare your pathetic life today. If you cannot behave yourself in the Palace, I will cut you into pieces and feed pigs!” Then, Qin Guihe pulled his sword back.
However, he didn’t expect that Gui Yi suddenly took out a green pearl from his Pearl Interspatial Ring.
Yu Qingzi shouted with surprise: “Pearl of the Ghost King!”
As soon as he said that, all the Dao Cultivators took out their instruments. They ran away from Gui Yi as they protected their disciples.
Pearl of the Ghost King was made with the soul of thousands-years ghost king. Not every ghost could become the ghost king. First, they had to suffer from great grievances when they were alive. Then, they had to die on the strictly chosen date. Besides, when they became a ghost, they had to restore their memory in an hour and went for revenge, which must fail.
If a ghost met with these three conditions, it would become the ghost king after 81 days.
If the ghost king was eliminated, it would form into the Pearl of the Ghost King. Once it exploded, it could kill the middle-stage Tribulation Passage cultivators easily and badly wound the early-stage Da Sheng Period cultivators.
It had never occurred to Qin Guihe that Gui Yi would use such a valuable instrument just because of a small quarrel.
He raised his sword, frightened, and Gui Yi shouted furiously, “You’re such a degrading Fiend Cultivator, two Hundred years ago, I was led by you in the army and suffered great humiliation! Qin Guihe, today I’ll kill you!”
Now, Luo Jianqing finally realize that the second elder of Duan Hun Sect had long planned to come here and kill Qin Guihe! It was just his excuse to unite the Dao Cultivators and find the Fiend Cultivator, while his real purpose was to revenge for himself.
Luo Jianqing couldn’t figure out why Gui Yi would have this abnormal idea. During the battle between humans and demons, Fiend Cultivators were Dao Cultivator’s ally, so it was normal for him to be led by Qin Guihe. Anyway, men’s hearts were hard to fathom. Qin Guihe used his whole spiritual power to block the attack as he stepped back quickly.
However, the pearl was about to explode.
The fire suddenly illuminated the whole Main Hall as if a green sun rose in the air, bursting out horrible power.
Abruptly, a blood-red figure entered the room. He seemed to walk slowly, but in a second, his reached the pearl. He raised his white hand and grabbed the green pearl which was going to explode.
Boom!
The pearl exploded in his palm, yet it seemed to be restrained by something, not causing any damage.
His hand was bleeding, with blood dripping down on those jade bricks. Luo Jianqing was shocked by this scene. He gazed at the slim figure of this man, which was a little bit familiar. However, before he could remember something, Qin Guihe rushed to the man and kneelt, “Master! I failed to perform my duty, please punish me!
A name in Luo Jianqing’s mind briefly panicked him.
