CHAPTER 411: CHAPTER 0408 HOW COULD I FORGET SUCH AN IMPORTANT THING?

Si Zhaoming was very puzzled.

What are they talking about?

Why can’t I understand?

Immortal Venerable Family?

What a ridiculous thing, actually pretending to be from the Immortal Venerable Family, who are they trying to scare?

"Ancestor, these guys are really bold, I think they deserve to die, especially this person pretending to be from the Immortal Venerable Family. He deserves a thousand deaths, he should be executed, dismembered, mixed, and fed to the dogs."

With the ancestor by his side, Si Zhaoming naturally feared nothing.

But he did not know that his revered ancestor was very panicked. Hearing Si Zhaoming say he would execute the other, dismember him, and feed him to dogs, he was so terrified he nearly died.

He looked blankly at his foolish grandson.

He almost uttered a curse.

He had met Qin Yang before, a lofty figure. Though he was an ancestor of the Dayuan Dynasty, compared to the Immortal Venerable Family, he was nothing. Even when meeting a gatekeeper, he had to be very polite.

Buzz!

The light dissipated.

"Little Immortal Venerable Qin, this person has nothing to do with my Dayuan Dynasty. Whatever you want to do with him, follow your heart." Ancestor Si hurriedly distanced himself from Si Zhaoming, just a descendant, nothing significant. He had many descendants, so many that it was hard to keep count.

Moreover, in his view,

this was a matter of greater good over family loyalty.

Si Zhaoming’s face, full of smiles, grew puzzled as he looked at the ancestor.

"Ancestor, what do you mean by this?"

He felt the protective power had vanished, the ancestor had abandoned him.

Qin Yang said calmly, "Hmm, it seems you know what’s going on. We want to kill him, you have no objections, right?"

Ancestor Si shook his head, "No objections."

"Will there be any resentment?"

"None, absolutely none. Such a wicked grandson, provoking Little Immortal Venerable Qin, deserves death, truly deserves death."

How could Ancestor Si dare to say he had any? He really hadn’t expected Qin Yang to appear here. You can’t provoke the Immortal Venerable Family’s direct line, and thinking of this, he was grateful they had met once before, or else today could have led to a monstrous disaster.

At this moment, Si Zhaoming seemed to understand

that the ancestor had abandoned him, that the other party was someone even the ancestor didn’t dare provoke, and his confident expression gradually disappeared, replaced with a look of fear.

Thud!

Si Zhaoming collapsed to the ground, crying out, "Spare me, I beg you to spare me."

"If I’ve done anything wrong, I’m willing to make amends like a beast of burden."

"Wait."

At this moment.

Si Zhaoming asked puzzledly, "I don’t know any of you, nor have I offended any of you. Why are you trying to kill me?"

Qin Yang originally wanted to say it was for the corpse outside.

But Lin Fan didn’t give him the chance, saying blandly, "I just find you annoying, so I want to kill you."

"Right, that’s correct, just find you annoying," Qin Yang said.

He’s not an idiot. Brother Lin hasn’t mentioned the reason, clearly not wanting others to know about his affairs with those mortals.

Si Zhaoming opened his mouth, feeling muted sorrow. If he had offended them, then dying would be understandable.

But I haven’t provoked you, just because you find me annoying, isn’t that too arbitrary?

"No... Ancestor, please plead for me, I truly know my mistake, if you find me annoying, I will definitely change until you find me pleasing."

Si Zhaoming wept uncontrollably.

His snot and tears were mixed together.

He really didn’t want to die, didn’t want to die so stifled.

Are these guys even human?

Just because they find me annoying, they want to end my innocent little life, it’s too much.

At this moment, he no longer had that calm demeanor, the arrival of death had completely flustered him.

"Haha, where did your previous arrogance go?"

"Forget it, dealing with someone like you just lowers my dignity."

Qin Yang was indifferent.

Speaking of dignity, who could have more dignity than his direct bloodline from the Immortal Venerable Family? If one insists on comparison, wouldn’t that be self-humiliation?

Whoosh!

Lin Fan raised his sword and swung it.

A big head rose into the air, drawing a parabolic arc, before landing on the ground and rolling a few times.

With Si Zhaoming’s death, Ancestor Si’s figure also gradually faded away.

Trash truly is trash.

Nothing was gained.

But even if he looked down on him angrily, he still had to collect the stuff on him.

The illustrious second prince of the Dayuan Dynasty died simply in this place.

Even if the ancestor came, he would have to kneel.

Outside the city.

"Brother Lin, the dead cannot be revived, we can only send the corpse back, after all, this was unforeseen." Xiang Fei said.

He had long seen past the matter, and wasn’t worried.

Qin Yang was in a good mood, the death of a mortal didn’t concern him, rather he was thrilled by the provocation earlier, all his frustration gone. He wanted to loudly ask Lin Fan and Xiang Fei, did you see how they addressed me, Little Immortal Venerable Qin, that title can’t be a joke?

But thinking about it, he didn’t ask.

He knew Lin Fan and Xiang Fei surely envied him; if he were to ask, he’d definitely face retaliation. He was very happy, even if he didn’t say it, it didn’t matter, his status in their hearts was surely elevated.

Lin Fan waved his hand.

Er Hu’s body lay quietly on the ground.

"He can be saved." Lin Fan said.

Xiang Fei was shocked, "How can you save him, he’s already completely dead, all vitality lost, even if the Immortal Emperor were here, he couldn’t do anything."

If it were an Immortal Venerable, maybe it could be attempted.

After all, he was a mortal, the things involved weren’t deep.

But to resurrect someone, surely involves soul, Yin Yang, Five Elements, and many unimaginable things, it means reaching into the rules of heaven and earth.

Even changing destiny is no more than that.

At this moment.

Lin Fan brought out several magical treasures, these were things he obtained in the cultivation world.

Lower Grade Spiritual Artifact Yin Sha Puduan.

Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact Soul Extinguishing Umbrella.

Middle Grade Magical Treasure Condensing Soul Stone Lamp.

The three magical treasures appeared, floating in the air, then Lin Fan grasped his fingers, and the three magical treasures shattered with a bang, and a mass of strong Yin Evil Energy condensed together.

"This aura." Xiang Fei frowned, could it be that Brother Lin knew evil divine skills?

But he still didn’t believe the dead could be alive.

"Hell Netherworld!"

In an instant.

Lin Fan opened a passage to Hell, leading to an unknown dimension, a ghostly aura permeated the air.

"Fellow cultivators, this is Lin Fan meeting you again, I hope you can do me a favor and send this person’s soul, I’ll owe you one, and will return with merit in the future."

He could manifest Hell, communicate with the actual Hell, but couldn’t reach inside, he could only seek help through communication.

Buzz!

Suddenly, ripples of a black vortex appeared in the Hell passage, an unknown existence sensed Lin Fan’s request, and responded.

Er Hu’s soul was sent back.

Lin Fan took the soul in hand, cupped his fists, and said, "Thank you, for your help."

Xiang Fei was surprised, this is Hell, the opposite of the Immortal Realm, no one can enter because the rules there aren’t the same as the Immortal Realm, it belongs to the world of the dead.

But truly, he never expected.

Lin Fan could actually communicate with Hell.

The fact he managed to revive someone really had to thank the Corpse Refining burst out before, without this kind of evil divine skills, it definitely wouldn’t work, you’d just have to watch in vain.

Soon.

The ground left with Lin Fan’s drawn big array, a sinister aura spread around, while Er Hu’s corpse was placed in the middle.

"Qin Yang, give me a drop of your blood."

"For what?" Qin Yang asked in confusion, feeling stunned, what do you need my blood for?

Lin Fan said, "You’re a descendant of Immortal Venerable bloodline, your blood has wonderful uses, much better than ordinary blood."

Day!

Qin Yang didn’t expect that Brother Lin wanted his blood for this kind of thing.

Complain as he might.

He wasn’t stingy.

Lin Fan flicked a finger, the blood mixed with the soul, infiltrating Er Hu’s corpse.

Afterward.

He pinched a spell, activating the big array, refining the corpse as those of the old evil spirits of the past, they had no conscious thought, belonged to the walking dead, could only execute orders.

But the highest level of corpse refining is human and ghost indistinguishable.

He wanted to refine something like that.

Just very demanding, not necessarily achievable, do the best he can.

Then.

He poured the evil aura from the three magical treasures into the corpse, simultaneously using the Demon God Devouring Method, the Yin Evil Energy between heaven and earth surged madly into Er Hu’s body.

"Brother Lin, refining the corpse like this, the consequences are quite severe, afraid you’ll create an evil creature filled with fierce aura."

"The Yin Evil Energy will definitely soar, if anyone passes by, they’ll certainly notice, by then, he’ll still have to die."

Xiang Fei understood what Lin Fan wanted to do.

But channeling such a strong Yin Evil Energy into him, really okay?

"Do you forget the Demon Crossing Scripture we practice?" Lin Fan said.

Xiang Fei was stunned, suddenly remembering the Demon Crossing Scripture, indeed, if it were the Demon Crossing Scripture, it could definitely be suppressed.

Lin Fan grabbed towards Qin Yang’s bleeding wound, extracting ten drops of blood, then used a finger dipped in blood, writing the Demon Crossing Scripture next to Er Hu, suppressing his Yin Evil Energy completely.

"Damn it!"

"Brother Lin, you should tell me if you need blood, don’t surprise me like this, you scared me out of my wits."

Qin Yang complained, too rough, too cruel, how could he do that?

Esoteric runes imprinted on Er Hu’s body glowed brilliantly, suppressing the Yin Evil Energy, the scripture then concealed itself, but always existed.

"Amazing, didn’t expect Brother Lin to have cultivated the Demon Crossing Scripture to this level, truly admirable." Xiang Fei was full of admiration.

Everyone got the Demon Crossing Scripture together.

He had just started, but didn’t expect Brother Lin’s talent to be so good, cultivated to such a realm, truly astounding.

Seems it’s working.

Very soon.

He was puzzled.

Why hadn’t Lin Fan awoken this mortal?

"Brother Lin, could there be some difficulty?" Xiang Fei asked.

Lin Fan stroked his chin, "I was in a rush refining the corpse, but forgot something important, he’s already a dead man, but revived because of me, still he’s a dead man, without essence."

"In the future, he’ll be childless, without descendants."

"How could I forget such an important thing?"

Xiang Fei was dumbfounded.

Being alive is already good enough.

He actually mentioned such things.

Truly meticulous.