Chapter Sixty: The Power of the Evil God

  "Sit." Seeing Old Liu come over with a curious expression, the High Priest pointed to the ground and said to Old Liu.

  Why so polite? You must be up to no good! I don't know what kind of disgusting thing you're going to use to bother me again. Old Liu maliciously suspected the High Priest's intentions, but still sat down as he was told. However, after sitting down for a long time, the High Priest didn't say a word, but instead stared blankly at the crude earthen teacup in his hand. Old Liu couldn't help but chuckle and spoke up first: "Old man, this place isn't bad. There's even a single room. Did you build it?"

  "No." The high priest lifted his head, a hint of nostalgia on his face, and sighed: "This is where my teacher, Beron's sacrificial ritual, was used to cultivate the demon insects. Back then, I was just an apprentice who knew nothing, and could only do some chores here. Unfortunately, he ultimately failed, not only did he suffer a setback, but also suffered from the slander of other foolish people, and finally died here. Oh, I remember telling you, for decades, I have been studying species evolution, even reaching into the forbidden zone of the heavenly gods' creations, determined to cultivate an unparalleled demon god. This is also my only hobby besides learning forbidden techniques, and it inherited my teacher's will. Hehe, do you know that when my teacher died, he was so pitiful, holding my hand, advising me to give up, not to follow in his footsteps. But how could I bear to let his efforts go to waste! At that time, I told myself that only by achieving something in this area would be the best way to repay him!"

  "You want to repay your teacher, but do you have to put me through so much trouble?" Old Liu thought bitterly, but his words were: "The Barbarian Empire will remember your teacher's achievements, may his soul rest in peace in the holy land."

  The high priest looked at Old Liu and suddenly sneered, "Rest in peace? In the inheritance of the 16 high priests, our family is the most rejected by other high priests. Not only can't we participate in any discussions, but we also suffer from their oppression everywhere. If it weren't for this, my teacher wouldn't have left Shandora and come to this godforsaken place to open up a cave and raise a demon pet, ending up dying in despair. Twenty years ago, because of those fools being timid and conservative, they deceived the king into thinking I was crazy and refused to use my strategy. In the end, it led to the downfall of the country, not even leaving behind a complete skeleton."

  Lao Liu broke out in a cold sweat and no longer led the conversation in that direction. He said with some difficulty, "What's this about? You've come to find me, what's going on?"

  Mutta, the high priest, had a glint in his eye, suddenly stretched out his hand and lightly touched Old Liu's forehead with his finger before he could react. Then, he picked up the teacup with both hands, leaned against the wall, curled up his body, looking like a candle in the wind, on the verge of death.

  "What, what is this?!" A powerful thought suddenly burst open in Old Liu's sea of consciousness, transforming into countless incomplete images. Amidst the chaos, a hint of harmony among all things emerged, refining and dispersing all the strong energies. Even the cyclical power of thunder and fire within his own soul was forcibly melted together. And once again, in his sea of consciousness, an image of a furious golden Buddha appeared, punching its chest and roaring wildly, although this time it was much more obscure than before. However, the ferocity and violence remained unchanged, as if they had become even more intense.

  In this torrent of energy that seemed to melt everything, even the enraged beast could only struggle in vain, like being stuck in a swamp, its body constantly being devoured and disintegrated. No matter how hard it struggled, it was all in vain, and it could only let out a series of furious roars. In the end, lightning, magma, and the giant beast were all melted together, merging with its own soul to become a star-like point of light. This then rapidly expanded, transforming into a titan giant with a body surrounded by boundless lightning and feet treading on endless clouds of fire. It scorched the heavens and boiled the seas, destroying the sky and earth. With each twitch of its thoughts, it shook space itself, causing it to shatter like large pieces of glass, bursting open in all directions.

  Old Liu's eyes snapped open in terror, and everything before him was fragmented and reduced to nothingness. He clutched at his chest, gasping heavily, as if the brief moment just past had been an eternity, leaving Old Liu's expression somewhat stunned. With great difficulty, he raised his head, looking towards the serene High Priest, and said disbelievingly: "That... that monster was me?"

  "The power of the evil god can melt all energy and also calculate the final form after fusing three abilities, which is what we call the divine law body. As for the monster you mentioned, only you can see it, I don't know." The high priest drank the tea in one gulp, took a deep breath, and seemed to be uneasy in his heart as well.

  "Evil God's power? Evil God's power is... the descent of the evil god in the seven great taboos!!!" Old Liu woke up, his face changing color, and exclaimed: "You want me to learn this? You're not...""

  "Are you looking for death?! Why are you shouting so loudly?!" The high priest slapped Old Liu's head, pressing him back down to the ground after he had been startled into standing up. In a low voice, he said: "How could I possibly impart the true evil god's descent transmission to you? Even if I were willing to teach it to you, without the other six forbidden foundations, you fundamentally wouldn't be able to learn it."

  "It's also oh!" Old Liu was still somewhat surprised and uncertain, and he foolishly replied with a sentence. As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and he immediately changed his tone to say: "I spit it out. It's not the real thing, is it a pirated version? You've been carefully planning and scheming, and this is what you come up with? Let me tell you, don't look for me if you're not sure about something."

  Mutta, the high priest, was furious. He had risked being drowned by his ancestors' saliva and had racked his brains, tormented by his conscience, unable to sleep soundly, just to persuade himself to impart some of the essentials of the evil god's descent to Old Liu. Let this little brat embark on the path to divinity. But unexpectedly, not only was he ungrateful, but also suspected Mutta's intentions. His painstaking efforts were truly wasted, and for a moment, there was no reason why he shouldn't be furious! He directly grabbed one of Old Liu's ears, took out his wooden staff, and wildly beat him on the head, scolding: "You ungrateful little rascal, you're killing me! You're really killing me!"

  After a commotion, the Grand Priest sent away Mang Shan, who had come to inspect the room halfway, and then pulled Old Liu, whose nose was blue and face swollen, like a thief, and said in a low voice: "What I want to pass on to you is only the power of the evil god, which can only be considered as part of this forbidden technique. How can it be said that I have given you this forbidden thing? So, it doesn't count as violating the rules at all. The power of the evil god is the foundation of the seven great prohibitions and also the fundamental way to smelt other six kinds of prohibited energy. In essence, it has the power to smelt everything into anything possible. When several abilities are combined, their power is several times or even dozens of times stronger than any single one...

  "So that's why you're so concerned about me, a demon insect with three systems, and trying to squeeze out my potential in every possible way. You even went so far as to find opponents for me, including making me fight against monsters like Morak. It turns out it was all a trap set up just for me! You really are... Fine, I'll cultivate this. But do you have any other tricks up your sleeve? Tell me now, I think I can still handle it." Old Liu said with a pained expression, patting his own head.

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