Rise to God with Life Skill Professions-Chapter 403 - 393: The Final Trial

"I want you to cultivate the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill, then leave Xunyang Prefecture with me and step into a broader sky."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell into a dead silence.

Both Situ Shen and the master of the Vermilion Bird Tower remained silent.

A gleam of excitement flashed in the master’s eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

The two remained silent, saying nothing.

At this moment, the Pseudo-God spoke again.

"Both of you have your own ideals. Lord Situ’s ideal is to unify the entire Xunyang Prefecture, so it will no longer be threatened by the outside world. This can be achieved with the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill, but your ideal, master, is different."

"As far as I know, you want to step into the realm beyond the Unity Realm, but it’s very difficult. If you can step into the realm beyond Unity, you will certainly leave Xunyang Prefecture."

"Because your Vermilion Bird Race seems to have made many enemies outside, and you want to seek revenge with a posture of total victory. Am I right?"

Upon hearing these words, the master’s silence became more pronounced.

The Pseudo-God added fuel to the fire: "Back then, you were targeted by enemies and fled embarrassingly to Xunyang Prefecture, establishing the Vermilion Bird Tower to shelter birds from all over the world; you did very well. But do you really not want revenge?"

The master clenched his jaw and suddenly raised his hand: "Alright, I agree to this!"

With this declaration, the Pseudo-God nodded in satisfaction, then waved his sleeve.

"Since both of you have agreed, you should stop being at odds. Once you complete my task, the benefits will naturally be abundant."

At this moment, this segment of the image was gradually blurring at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As the Pseudo-God finished his last words, the image finally disappeared.

Qin An stared at the empty ceiling, feeling waves of emotions in his heart.

He did not rush to leave the side hall but quickly sorted out his thoughts.

Within just a few breaths, he already had a plan.

"Not only is Situ Shen involved in the plan for the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill, even the master of the top force in Xunyang Prefecture, the Vermilion Bird Tower, is involved."

"Moreover, the two took completely different paths; the trajectories are entirely separate. What kind of person is this Pseudo-God?"

Qin An rubbed his chin, thinking to himself.

The Soul Transformation Technique is strong enough, and the Pseudo-God’s mind and methods are even stronger.

He not only figured out Situ Shen’s character but also thoroughly understood the master’s character, and even laid out completely different routes based on their personalities.

Now, Qin An was more curious about the identity of the Pseudo-God.

However, he did not rush to think too much, because there was only this little bit of clues right now, and he couldn’t come to any conclusion no matter how much he pondered.

"To me, the Yellow Sand Hall is just a place to find the Earth Extreme True Intent..." Qin An thought slightly: "But now that there are many clues, maybe after I finish exploring this Yellow Sand Hall, I will receive much more information." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"By then, I can inform Jin Fengyu and Lu Luo, perhaps able to give them some assistance."

Understanding this, Qin An temporarily restrained his mind, turned to the side hall’s exit, and walked slowly toward the small door.

Inside the small door was another side hall.

The Yellow Sand Hall was extremely large, capable of housing many grand halls; therefore, having a third side hall didn’t surprise Qin An.

However, after entering with Cold Star, Qin An found this side hall completely empty, unlike the previous two side halls, which were filled with the corpses of human and demonic Pseudo-Gods.

Yet, the more normal the place, the more dangers there were.

Qin An did not let down his guard as he searched around for useful clues.

Then, Qin An found the only skeleton in the corner of the side hall.

The skeleton was nailed to the corner, its limbs, heart, and head all pinned with rusty nails.

Each nail was as thick as a small forearm.

A faint trace of evil Qi lingered in the corner.

The skeleton seemed to sense something and raised its head, with a ghostly blue flame igniting where its eyes should be.

"Finally, someone has come..."

A segment of an old voice emerged from the skeleton’s mouth, carrying a sense of timeworn experience.

Qin An squinted his eyes, not approaching but slowly speaking from a distance: "And who are you?"

The skeleton shook its head slightly: "I’m the guardian of this side hall and a prisoner that damned person imprisoned here. If you wish to pass through this side hall to reach the final place, you’ll have to pass this test."

Each word was spoken so plainly, as if stating something insignificant.

However, Qin An noticed a tinge of unusual meaning.

"You don’t want to be my enemy." Qin An suddenly asked.

He didn’t sense any killing intent or hostility from the skeleton.

Even though this skeleton was a Pseudo-God, it spoke with him in a calm tone.

Qin An thought they might be able to communicate.

The skeleton shook its head: "I certainly don’t want to, but that wretch imprisoned me here, forced me to cultivate the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill, making it forever impossible to leave. If I go against their will, the backlash from the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill would make me wish for death."

"Then why don’t you want to make a move against me?" Qin An asked again.

The skeleton shook its head slightly: "Before making a move, I want to tell you what you will ultimately face after leaving this side hall."

Qin An raised his eyebrows slightly: "Interesting, why would you do that?"

"I can’t hold on anymore, can’t hold on..."

The skeleton’s face was full of pain: "Do you know who I am? In that distant era, I killed many demonic Pseudo-Gods with a long spear and was known as Liaoyuan Spear Zhang Ping. But I got greedy and cultivated the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill, ending up killing myself, becoming a Pseudo-God here, and committing many atrocities."

"The reason I’m telling you this is because if you can overcome the last crisis of the Yellow Sand Hall, I can also be completely freed, and the sinful Yellow Sand Hall will completely disappear."

Qin An showed a look of understanding: "So that’s how it is. Before you tell me, can you tell me more secrets about the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill?"

He understood what the Pseudo-God named Zhang Ping meant.

Zhang Ping deeply desired for the Yellow Sand Hall to vanish completely, but he was constrained by the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill and had to become its guardian.

If Qin An somehow managed to kill Zhang Ping, Zhang Ping hoped Qin An could break through the final barrier, leading to the Yellow Sand Hall being buried under the sand completely.

Thus, Qin An thought that perhaps before engaging with Zhang Ping, he might find more clues.

After this was said, Zhang Ping quickly shook his head.

"I am controlled and cannot tell you more, but I can tell you that the identity of the Pseudo-God is hidden in the final place. Once you completely bury the Yellow Sand Hall, you will learn what you wish to know."

As he spoke, Zhang Ping’s gaze gradually turned blood-red, as if there was a volatile aura spreading around him.

He was about to lose control.

"Quick, quick, quick! Don’t ask anymore, I don’t have much time!" Zhang Ping rasped.

"The last location in the side hall hides a terrifying pseudo-god, injured, lying in an ice coffin, and she is the beloved of the person behind the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill."

"You must be careful. That pseudo-god is formed by an array and is extremely adept at terrifying formations. If you fall into her array, death will be inevitable."

At this point, one of the nails on Zhang Ping’s body suddenly came loose.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ping jerked his head up, with no trace of reason remaining in his eyes.

The remaining nails were also loosening at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Qin An clenched Cold Star, raised an eyebrow slightly, his mind pondering Zhang Ping’s words.

No matter what, and no matter what the identity of the pseudo-god at the last location is.

Qin An now needs to slay Zhang Ping first to get what he wants.

Therefore, fully focusing on this battle is the most urgent matter.

As Qin An thought this, the nails on Zhang Ping finally all fell off.

With a series of crackling sounds, Zhang Ping suddenly raised his hand and waved.

Then, a gun shaft suddenly appeared on the stone wall behind him.

The gun shaft was bright silver, with faint dark patterns, looking extremely attractive.

When Zhang Ping gripped the gun shaft, a powerful suction suddenly emanated from the position where there was no gun head.

Six rusty iron nails seemed to be summoned, quickly floating up and rapidly forming a gun head on the shaft.

A terrifying evil qi circled the gun body and head, swiftly condensing into a golden armor on Zhang Ping’s body.

"Die, die, die!"

Zhang Ping shouted frantically, his madness and golden armor forming a stark contrast.

Without hesitation, he charged straight at Qin An.

The evil qi condensed to a point, like a wildfire spreading, capable of destroying all obstacles.

"No wonder it’s called the Liaoyuan Spear, indeed very strong."

Qin An clenched his left fist and struck at Zhang Ping.

He had no Secret Technique, couldn’t use Three Blades Unite, and the aura emanating from Zhang Ping was of the Half-Step Unity Realm.

More importantly, Zhang Ping’s spear skills were much more formidable than the white bone pseudo-god encountered earlier.

Qin An couldn’t hold back.

If he did, he would be the one to die.

Using the Seven-Star Blood-Burning Demon-Sealing Hand, with ten demonic senses burning wildly, his fist collided fiercely with Zhang Ping’s long spear.

"Boom!"

The enormous noise reverberated throughout the side hall.

This punch consumed ten demonic senses, leaving Qin An with only two.

If he used the Seven-Star Blood-Burning Demon-Sealing Hand again, it would deplete his own qi and blood.

When the long spear collided with Qin An’s fist, he felt the evil qi on Zhang Ping’s spear like wildfire, as if it would consume his entire body to ashes.

But the Seven-Star Blood-Burning Demon-Sealing Hand is an excellent Secret Technique for overcoming strength with weakness.

The interweaving of qi, blood, and True Essence, along with terrifying Divine Sense, prevented Zhang Ping’s long spear from advancing even when bent.

"Very strong, really very strong." Qin An sighed: "What a pity, when I use the Blood Burning Secret Skill, Half-Step Unity Realm is as if nothing."

Now, the full profession at level fourteen brought terrifying depth.

Coupled with Qin An forging a supreme foundation in the Outer Elixir Realm, when attacking with endless Secret Techniques, Qin An’s combat strength rose sharply.

Yet Qin An still felt it wasn’t enough, his right foot slightly tapped the ground.

A terrifying array appeared out of thin air, surrounding Qin An.

Under the array’s enhancement, the operation of Qin An’s qi blood power became more intense.

The long spear shattered.

Qin An raised his hand and slapped Zhang Ping’s forehead.

The armor on Zhang Ping’s forehead turned to ashes.

Not only that, Zhang Ping’s head was also slapped far away, landing heavily on the ground.

The headless corpse fell down.

Qin An looked at the headless corpse and emotionlessly extracted the pseudo-sense from the body.

He said nothing and felt no sentimentality.

Even though Zhang Ping had slain countless demons and monsters while alive, once he chose the Divine Soul Refining Body Skill, he had to pay the price for his decision.

"Only three pseudo-senses left, it seems inadequate for the upcoming dangers." Qin An thought, rubbing his chin.

He managed to fight his way here relying entirely on the Blood Burning Secret Skill.

Now he had only three pseudo-senses left, and he knew from Zhang Ping that inside was the beloved pseudo-god of the mastermind, whose strength was definitely not inferior.

If he truly ventured further, he might have no means to deal with similar dangers thereafter.

Qin An stood in front of the door to the final path, pondering: "I still have to take a look."

He realized that with such a secret before him, it would be a great loss not to explore.

He currently had the Death Replacement Needle and Recast Jade; he just needed to be cautious.

If things went south, he would use the Death Replacement Needle to escape.

With this thought, Qin An stopped hesitating, stepped through the door.

The scenery before his eyes shifted.

When Qin An saw the object at the center, his pupils contracted slightly.