Grasping the Evil-Chapter 941: Thirty-Six Mountains
"Speak, Seventh Barbarian Ancestor of the Fan Family, you are willing to abandon your second Primordial Spirit to help this God escape. What is your intention?"
The statue of the Yin Mo Ancestor appeared indifferent. In his eyes, the Seventh Ancestor of the Fan Family was just an insignificant ant, not worth mentioning.
The Fan Family? Heh, just a second-rate Barbarian Clan in the Ancient Barbarian Realm. The Seventh Ancestor of the Fan Family was merely a minor character.
Unlike the humble Fan Family, he, Yin Mo, was a dignified deity of the Barbarian Clan. Few could catch his eye.
Every word and action of his carried a superior’s pressure derived from his bloodline, invisibly exerting immense stress on the Seventh Ancestor.
Facing Yin Mo Ancestor’s questioning, the Seventh Ancestor dared not show any disrespect, bowing his head even deeper as he humbly replied, "This lowly one has three requests. If the Divine Being agrees to them all, this lowly one is willing to abandon this body and become the vessel for your Corpse Seizing Sect technique, to help the Divine Being escape without regret!"
"Three requests? An insignificant ant, and you dare to negotiate with me?" Yin Mo’s voice was slightly cold, and the temperature in the place dropped sharply.
"Indeed! Even an ant, if favored by fate, can have a chance to gaze down at the heavens. Doesn’t the Divine Being think so?" The Seventh Ancestor boldly lifted his head, squinting slightly as he spoke resolutely.
When a dragon finds itself in shallow waters, shrimps play with it; when a tiger falls from grace, dogs mock it.
In terms of strength, the Seventh Ancestor was inferior to Yin Mo, and even his true form, the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor, could not rival Yin Mo.
In terms of status, the Seventh Ancestor was merely a Barbarian Ancestor of a second-rate power, whereas Yin Mo was one of the lofty Ninth Generation Barbarian Gods, endowed with the Power of Slaughter and Punishment over the whole Barbarian Tribe, able to exert overwhelming pressure on the Seventh Ancestor.
Yin Mo Ancestor, sealed within the Ninefold Celestial Towers, was like a distressed dragon or tiger; were it not so, the Seventh Ancestor, as a Stone Warrior, would certainly never dare speak to Yin Mo in such a tone.
The air seemed to solidify, with an invisible killing intent brewing around Yin Mo but soon settled.
"State your requests," Yin Mo’s voice revealed no hint of emotion.
Seeing Yin Mo not act out, the Seventh Ancestor wisely chose to step back, reverting to a respectful tone, "This lowly one’s first request is to seize the Ancient Passage within the Ninefold Celestial Towers. According to my deductions, over a hundred Illusory Dream Realm Immortal Emperors have already become involved. With merely my second Primordial Spirit, it would be exceedingly difficult to snatch this from the hands of so many rivals. This matter requires the power of the Divine Being. If the Divine Being escapes, you must help me seize the Ancient Passage!"
"The Ancient Passage, hm... Continue," Yin Mo said noncommittally.
"The lowly one’s second request is related to the Immortal Power within the Divine Being. I had the fortune to witness the Six Paths of Reincarnation..."
At this, a hint of pride appeared in the Seventh Ancestor’s eyes, while for the first time, Yin Mo regarded him with a trace of respect.
"Unexpectedly, you have entered the Holy Sect Dao Field and seen the Six Paths of Reincarnation, so I will no longer call you an ant. You need not kneel; in front of this God, you are permitted to stand and speak."
"Thank you for your grace, Divine Being." The Seventh Ancestor, who had been half-kneeling, slowly stood up and continued,
"In this world, very few secrets can remain hidden from the Reverse River beside the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The water of the Reverse River can reflect all things, glimpsing the past and future. The lowly one spent some cost to trade for a secret from the Reverse River—an enigma regarding the Divine Being’s past. The world only knows the Divine Being as Yin Mo, the Ninth Generation Barbarian God, but few are aware of your origins. However, I know that the true identity of the Divine Being is the wicked corpse severed by the Immortal Emperor of the Zi Dou Immortal Domain, and within you lies the ’Immortal Void’ established by the Immortal Emperor! If the Divine Being escapes, you must lend me the Immortal Void for three thousand years; this is my second request!"
"The Immortal Void, hm..." The expression of the Yin Mo statue turned slightly somber, as if recalling some unpleasant matter.
After a long silence, he finally said, "Continue," still without comment.
"The lowly one’s third request is to enter the Ancient Barbarian Tomb once."
"You want to enter the Ancient Barbarian Tomb? For what..." Yin Mo was slightly startled. The Ancient Barbarian Tomb was a place of trial opened by past Barbarian Gods and a resting place for the war-slain Barbarian Cultivators... What was this person’s intent in wanting to enter the Ancient Barbarian Tomb...
This time, it was the Seventh Ancestor’s turn to remain silent. He had his own reasons for entering the Ancient Barbarian Tomb, which he would not disclose to Yin Mo.
Recalling the secret gained on the Reverse River about the Ancient Kingdom’s God-Destroying Shield, the Seventh Ancestor’s heart held a faint smirk.
After the Fourth Generation Barbarian God, the Ancient Barbarian Realm submitted to the Taicang Dust Realm, and later Barbarian Gods did not know that a fragment of the God-Extinguishing Shield was hidden in the Ancient Barbarian Tomb. By chance, the Seventh Ancestor learned of this.
This fragment... the Seventh Ancestor was determined to obtain it!
These three requests were not difficult for Yin Mo. To escape, Yin Mo would likely agree to these demands...
However...
A barely detectable cold glint flickered briefly in the Seventh Ancestor’s eyes. In truth, these three requests were merely a ruse to deceive Yin Mo. His true aim was Yin Mo himself. As long as his plan succeeded, his second Primordial Spirit could merge with Yin Mo, and by then, he would be Yin Mo, and could accomplish the above-mentioned tasks himself...
"So, Divine Being, are you willing to agree to this lowly one’s requests?" The Seventh Ancestor asked with a calm demeanor.
"And if this God does not agree, what will you do?" Yin Mo suddenly said mockingly.
"Not agree? Does the Divine Being not wish to escape from this place? A dignified Barbarian God, yet sealed here by the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign, living a life darker than death, does the Divine Being not wish to escape and seek revenge against the Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator?" The Seventh Ancestor frowned.
"Heh, this God dreams of escaping this place, but there are two things you have misunderstood."
Yin Mo’s mocking voice echoed in the vast stone forest. Suddenly, a strand of starlight appeared in his left eye.
In an instant, his left eye became dazzlingly bright, as if it contained an entire starry sky, giving an aura of profoundness, seeming to penetrate everything in front of him.
As for his right eye, it turned hollow and dim, devoid of any divine essence. Gradually, the right eye even shattered directly, turning into stone fragments falling to the ground, leaving only an empty right eye socket. Not only that, but a stream of strange black blood also flowed out, continuously flowing along the stone-like right eye socket, dripping to the floor in front of the throne.
"I’ve lost one of my eyes, and it wasn’t recovered until now, yet I can still see some traces. You think I can’t see through your true plot? You’re wrong about that."
At this moment, the Yin Mo Statue had only its left eye, but just with this single eye, it could easily see through all the secrets on the Seventh Ancestor!
"The three demands you proposed were merely a facade. Your true intention is my life! These seven chess pieces, are they the hidden trick you’ve left behind... humph!"
The Yin Mo Statue hummed softly, and immediately an invisible force enveloped the Seventh Ancestor.
Without any warning, the Seventh Ancestor spat out blood and was directly sent flying, with seven golden beams uncontrollably flying out from his body. Upon closer inspection, these were actually seven golden chess pieces, which upon appearance, immediately refracted countless swastika Buddha lights, giving a feeling of solemnity and heaviness.
"So these chess pieces are condensed from the power of causality, and this sensation seems to have blended the bone of a Buddha cultivator... Buddha cultivators cultivate the power of causality... This item is enough to sever the causality of the Barbarian God Blessing Art... If I truly used the Blessing Art on you to seize possession, I’d likely be sabotaged by these seven chess pieces..." Yin Mo said expressionlessly.
The Seventh Ancestor’s gaze trembled, he didn’t expect his true plot to be seen through by Yin Mo so easily. He was even less prepared for Yin Mo’s simple thought to make him spit blood and be sent flying, forcing out the seven golden chess pieces hidden within his body.
This force... has nothing to do with cultivation, it originates from the suppression of bloodlines.
No doubt, the force that sent him flying is the Slaying Punishment Power of the Barbarian God Yin Mo!
"Legend has it that the punishment power of Barbarian God Yin Mo ranks among the top three across the nine generations of Barbarian Gods, possessing two Punishment Mountains. With just the punishment power, he can make immortal emperor level barbarian cultivators surrender. But wasn’t he sealed by the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign? The punishment power should barely be able to exert one-tenth of its efficacy, how could it send me flying with one strike!" The Seventh Ancestor was shocked, evidently miscalculating quite a few things on this Tianque expedition.
One, two, three... suddenly, three golden mountain shadows appeared in the world. As soon as these three golden mountain peaks appeared, facing the Yin Mo Statue, the Seventh Ancestor immediately had a feeling of being unbeatable.
"It’s actually three Punishment Mountains! Not two! After the First Generation Barbarian God Dao Man Mountain, only the Second-Generation Barbarian God had three Punishment Mountains. Yet even then, the third Punishment Mountain was only partially shaped and not in complete form... Yin Mo actually possesses three Punishment Mountains, he surpasses the Second-Generation Barbarian God! Among past generations of Barbarian Gods, he ranks second!"
It seems that during the endless years of being sealed, not only has Yin Mo’s cultivation not diminished, but it increased instead. The Seventh Ancestor secretly lamented inwardly, barely managing to stabilize his retreating form, wiped away the blood, and urgently said.
"Divine Transformation Realm, calm your wrath! I have countless mistakes, none should harbor ill intentions towards the Divine Transformation Realm; for this matter, I’m willing to make compensation. I’ve collected some Barbarian Souls, though not many, only over seventy thousand, but they are survivors who’ve preserved their lives through calamities, their good fortune is far stronger than ordinary barbarians. I spent years developing a technique to return their good fortune to origin; by sacrificing these Barbarian Souls, the Divine Transformation Realm can quickly restore to peak strength after being freed!"
"Humph!"
A cold hum from the Yin Mo Statue was the response to the Seventh Ancestor, causing the Seventh Ancestor to once again spit blood and be sent flying, his aura continually weakening.
The Seventh Ancestor might have many life-preserving measures, but under the attack of the Yin Mo Statue’s punishment power, he had no means to resist.
As a Barbarian God, he possessed the Slaying Punishment Power and could punish any barbarian with unavoidable retribution!
With the existence of the punishment power, the Barbarian God remained high above, intolerable to any barbarian’s defiance.
Finally managing to stabilize his form yet again, this time, the Seventh Ancestor was unable to even stand, with one hand covering his chest and the other supporting the ground, half-kneeling, constantly coughing blood, already suffering a severe injury under the punishment power’s attack.
Seeing the Yin Mo once again urge the punishment power to destroy him, the Seventh Ancestor was greatly shocked, urgently saying,
"Cough, cough, cough... Divine... Transformation Realm, you cannot kill me... killing me... you won’t find such a perfect vessel like me to perform the Blessing Art..."
The Seventh Ancestor looked up at Yin Mo, forcibly calming down.
He was merely the second Primordial Spirit of the Fate Wielding Immortal Emperor, and even if destroyed, there wouldn’t be much loss. But if he didn’t gain any benefits from Yin Mo and died here, he would not reconcile!
Originally intending to manipulate Yin Mo further, now with his plot exposed, he could only compromise instead, abandon this body, and truly help Yin Mo in seizing possession and freeing him.
He believed that Yin Mo couldn’t bear to kill him.
Yin Mo was sealed by the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign within the Ninefold Celestial Towers, for countless years, during which the Ninefold Celestial Towers never emerged, and no other being came here.
This time the Ninefold Celestial Towers manifested, many masters entered its midst, yet among them, hardly any were suitable vessels for Yin Mo’s Blessing Art.
The Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign was extremely powerful, and his seal was such that with Yin Mo’s cultivation, it was nearly impossible to escape. The only sliver of hope was finding a vessel, to perform the strongest Corpse Seizing Sect Art in barbarian history—the Barbarian God Blessing Technique.
This technique uses causality as its medium to seize possession. If successful, the Divine Transformation Realm can escape without needing the sealed body, regaining new life. However, the precondition for the success of this technique is finding an exceedingly compatible perfect physical defense."
"Before becoming a Barbarian God, the Divine Transformation Realm cultivated barbarian defenses, and after becoming a Barbarian God, he was granted by Taicang and acquired the bloodline of Taicang Calamity Spirit. The Divine Transformation Realm simultaneously cultivated the Cataclysmic Barabaric Dual Power, so the vessel sought must at least possess a certain degree of Cataclysmic Barabaric Dual Power for a successful possession."
"Currently inside the Ninefold Celestial Towers, masters with Barbarian Blood are merely a few, all of them being previous generation Barbarian Ancestors of the Fan Family. Among them, the Cataclysmic Barabaric Dual Power realm of mine is the highest and can be the best vessel for the Divine Transformation Realm’s possession. Killing me would be unwise!"
The Yin Mo Statue looked at the Seventh Ancestor with disdain, for a long time, before saying, "You think I can’t bear to kill you, hence you dare to harbor malicious intent, plotting to harm my life. You believe that even if I see through your plot, I would overlook past grievances for the sake of escaping, but you’re wrong. From the beginning, I never intended to use your second Primordial Spirit as a vessel for possession. I already have the most perfect vessel for possession! In this, you’re wrong again!"
"If you have nothing else to say... you may die!"
Black Fire!
With Yin Mo’s word, the Barbarian Blood within the Seventh Ancestor’s body suddenly began to burn without any warning.
"Not good! With the cultivation of this body, I cannot withstand Yin Mo’s power of punishment!"
I’m going to die!
The Seventh Ancestor felt a strong sense of reluctance in his heart, but even more so a feeling of helplessness.
Just as he thought he would be burned alive by the bloodline and die, at the highest point of the ninth layer of Tianque, above the stone forest, an astonishing phenomenon of Barbarian God Battle Sky suddenly appeared.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Invoke the Barbarian God... wield the sword to battle the sky!
A surge of Slaughtering Punishment Power descended from the sky, colliding with Yin Mo’s punishment power, causing a dull roar.
Above the stone forest, the three golden Punishment Mountains of Yin Mo began to crack from the repeated collisions with the newly appearing punishment power. The cracks multiplied until, finally, the three Punishment Mountains collapsed with a loud boom!
The reason for the collapse of these mountains lies in their inability to withstand the new Slaughtering Punishment Power!
"It’s the shadow of Barbarian God Battle Sky! Its appearance signifies the birth of a Barbarian God... within the Ninefold Celestial Towers, a Tenth Generation Barbarian God is being born! How can this be!"
"This person has not yet truly become a Barbarian God, yet their power of punishment is already enough to collapse my Punishment Mountain... How many Punishment Mountains does this person possess!"
"Who is this person! His punishment power... is still increasing!"
Shock filled Yin Mo’s eyes.
When the shadow of Barbarian God Battle Sky first appeared, the punishment power of the new Barbarian God was almost twice as much as his own.
As time passed, that punishment power continued to increase!
"Triple!"
"Quadruple!"
"Six times!"
"Ten times!"
"Twelve times!"
Twelve times my punishment power! How could such a powerful Barbarian God emerge after Dao Barbarian Mountain! And why at this location, and at this time... Yin Mo couldn’t remain calm.
He had completely lost the desire to kill the Seventh Ancestor, who was fortunate enough to be spared due to the sudden phenomenon.
Within the Ninefold Celestial Towers, what has happened, who is about to become the Tenth Generation Barbarian God... Yin Mo doesn’t know, and neither does the Seventh Ancestor.
Apart from the Eye Orb Monster, who could have known that the person about to become the Tenth Generation Barbarian God would be Ning Fan!
In the Bronze Tower Space, time stands still, and ten years within are but a moment outside.
On the Ascension Platform, Ning Fan walked step by step upwards, the path he trod was the divine way!
Where he passed, the barbarian statues on both sides of the divine way stood up. These statues were very peculiar, all golden, wielding golden Barbarian Flash Power, transforming into golden bows and arrows, shooting thousands of arrows towards Ning Fan, all entwined with golden flames.
Every fiery arrow possessed power no less than an Immortal Venerable Strike; ten combined could wound an Immortal King. A hundred combined could wound an Immortal Emperor. Thousands of arrows descended, making even a Quasi-Saint retreat.
A rain of thousands of arrows flew, filled with killing intent, changing the color of the sky and clouds, yet Ning Fan remained calm, completely ignoring the attacks.
Because, he was protected by the God-Extinguishing Shield!
"Without the God-Extinguishing Shield, one can still become a Barbarian God upon ascending the divine way, but cannot possess too much punishment power. You are different; though you only possess a fragment of the God-Extinguishing Shield, it is the most spiritually potent part. And you have retrieved its Shield Soul; with the help of the God-Extinguishing Shield, you can absorb these thousands of arrow lights, cultivating Slaughtering Punishment Power comparable to mine. Besides me, none of the other eight Barbarian Gods possess more than three Punishment Mountains. How many can you create, I await to see!"
The voice of Dao Barbarian Mountain timely echoed.
Ning Fan did not say much, nor did he need to do much, just continued his step-by-step ascent on the divine way.
And the God-Extinguishing Shield within his Dantian spontaneously manifested the defensive power of the God-Slaying Giant on Ning Fan’s body, each golden arrow light shot into the body of the God-Slaying Giant, without exception, all eerily absorbed into the giant’s body, as if devoured, everything was silent.
The incoming arrow light continuously merged into the giant’s body, causing the color of the God-Slaying Giant to change from its original dark red to a hint of gold.
With this added gold, the God-Slaying Giant exuded an unprecedented majestic feeling, lofted, a giant phantom of a golden mountain began to form bit by bit.
That, is a power only a Barbarian God can master—the mountain formed by Slaughtering Punishment Power!
After condensing the first Punishment Mountain, Ning Fan clearly felt a new power within himself.
What is this feeling... as if easily able to determine the life and death of any Barbarian... to punish any Barbarian...
Slaughtering Punishment... Slaughtering Punishment...
This power has nothing to do with cultivation, and cannot be understood through Taoist practices, but is purely a domination of a superior over inferior!
The Ascension Platform towers to the heavens, four million steps of divine way, seemingly endless. The further the ascent, the more arduous the steps became, unable to proceed quickly.
Ning Fan slowly ascended, forgetting the passage of time. One day, two days, three days...
One month, two months, three months...
This long divine way, Ning Fan traversed for a whole twelve months before reaching the end.
And when he reached the end, ascending onto the divine platform, in the sky above, there stood a total of thirty-six Punishment Mountains!
The God-Slaying Giant defending him had completely transformed into dark gold; this was an ancient shade of gold reminiscent of the dusk in desert twilight.
The originally dark-red God-Extinguishing Shield had also... transformed into dark gold!
"The God-Extinguishing Shield... truly resurrected, albeit only a single fragment..."
Dao Barbarian Mountain revealed a look of relief, smiling. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎
"Next, you just need to carve your name on this Divine Tablet, and you will become the true Tenth Generation Barbarian God. From now on, the rise and fall of the Barbarian Clan will rest entirely on your shoulders."
Ning Fan walked step by step towards the center of the divine platform, halting beneath the Divine Tablet, withdrawing the visage of the God-Slaying Giant.
A golden light flew out from the Divine Tablet, transforming into a golden carving knife about a foot long, slowly falling into Ning Fan’s palm.
Ning Fan gazed intently at the Divine Tablet, with an extremely solemn expression, the small carving knife seemingly weighing a thousand pounds.
Carving a name, from now on he would become the Tenth Generation Barbarian God of the Barbarian Clan. From now on, he would be that supreme existence.
Carving a name, from now on he must bear responsibility and consequences.
"From today onward, I, Ning Fan, shall be the God of the Barbarian Clan. Where I stand, life prevails!"
This is the vow!
Ning Fan’s gaze became resolute, lifting the carving knife, and engraved the name ’Ning Fan’ onto the Divine Tablet.
After he carved his name, the Divine Tablet, along with the entire Ascension Platform, vanished simultaneously, only to reappear when the next Barbarian God ascends.
No one knows the newly added name on the Divine Tablet.
But at this moment, every Barbarian in the world could feel that yet another Barbarian God has been born.
"So your name is Ning Fan... hehe, let’s go, Little Barbarian God Ning; we are headed to the seventh layer of the Barbarian Grave to meet the Fourth Generation. Be careful, she’s now just a shadow of mountains and seas, had only two Punishment Mountains when alive, couldn’t withstand the punishment power from your thirty-six mountains; don’t accidentally kill her with carelessness..."
Dao Barbarian Mountain solemnly instructed, with a wave of his sleeve, instantly transported Ning Fan to the seventh layer of the Ancient Barbarian Tomb.
Dao Barbarian Mountain, having long perished, only a shadow of mountains and seas remained, its former power of punishment was gone.
But Ning Fan was different. When he entered the seventh layer of the Barbarian Grave, he was almost silent, but upon stepping into this layer, Xi Zihua’s shadow of mountains and seas couldn’t suppress the tremor in her heart, feeling an urge to kneel before Ning Fan. The mighty bloodline pressure was irresistible!
Even though she was a Barbarian God, Xi Zihua couldn’t remain upright before Ning Fan’s thirty-six mountains!
Humiliation, humiliation... she never kneels to anyone, nor to a Taicang Calamity Spirit.
Even though she somewhat acknowledged Ning Fan, she absolutely refused to kneel before a Taicang Calamity Spirit.
"My body may perish, my shadow may fade, but these knees shall never bow!"
Xi Zihua bit her lip in indignation, allowing her shadow of mountains and seas to dissipate bit by bit, but refusing to kneel.
"What’s happening to her..." Ning Fan, having newly ascended to godhood, was still unable to control his newfound punishment power effectively, unaware that the punishment aura he inadvertently emitted was on the verge of killing Xi Zihua.
"..." Dao Barbarian Mountain.
"..." Xi Zihua.
Little Barbarian God Ning, are you feigning innocence with your black belly ways... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)
