Chapter 105: Zhao Qilin Is About to Seize a Body! Secrets of the Divine Ability Realm!

Slaying Spirits and Gods in a Supernatural World Daoist Jinmu 3881 words 2026-04-13 00:49:28

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“If I can become the Demon King, who in this world will still be able to oppose me? Hmph. Demons and monsters have already escaped from the ninety-nine mist-shrouded locations, yet you sects, clans, and government agencies are not thinking of killing them. Instead, you are plotting to wipe out me, Zhao Qilin. Keep dreaming! I, Zhao Qilin, am still alive. There are still so many corpse refiners in this world. How could you possibly exterminate them all?”

“Fortunately, my grandfather left me a way out. He told me that there was a mysterious secret realm here. Now that I have arrived, I will use the power of the realm’s source to refine the Demon King’s blood essence within the Demon King Pearl, then absorb it. I would like to see who will still dare provoke me!”

The middle-aged man in the yellow robe had made remarkably thorough preparations. He had even brought a parachute.

As he descended beneath it, his body was covered in countless talismans, and waves of energy surged around him.

At the same time, large quantities of black-dog blood were splashed in every direction, aimed at the demons and monsters within the space.

He had also attached numerous ominous energy stones to his body.

Besides that, three corpses soon descended beside him.

The three corpses looked incomparably hard, and ominous energy permeated every inch of them.

They were, unmistakably, zombies.

The Corpse Refining Clan specialized in refining such bodies, turning corpses into zombies and using them at their command.

Clearly, however, very few corpse refiners possessed strength comparable to that of this yellow-robed middle-aged man, who had already reached the Grandmaster level.

Relying on his formidable strength, Zhao Qilin threw talismans, sprayed black-dog blood, and launched attacks himself. He swept through the demons and monsters inhabiting large portions of the small space.

The combined assault of the three zombies multiplied the casualties among the demons and monsters.

Within the small barrier realm, the yellow-robed middle-aged man was practically invincible.

Eventually, Zhao Qilin reached the center of the damaged barrier realm.

With the help of the human-faced spider’s memories, Lin Yi discovered that a cluster of white light was radiating there.

Beyond that cluster of white light lay layer upon layer of black mist.

The mist writhed like claws and fangs, dense with strange and ominous energy.

That strange, ominous energy was the source energy sustaining the damaged barrier realm—the power Zhao Qilin had called the power of the realm’s source.

Clearly, even he could not explain it properly.

His words proved that the center was the core of the damaged barrier realm’s operation. It supplied the energy that kept the realm functioning and prevented it from collapsing.

Laughing loudly, Zhao Qilin surged with power and forced his way into the cluster of white light.

Once inside, he commanded the three zombies to wreak havoc while continuously resisting the demons and monsters that converged upon him.

However, after Zhao Qilin was no longer present to support them, the three zombies were clearly no match for the countless demons and monsters.

In the end, their bodies were battered to pieces and shattered, while countless demons and monsters also died in battle.

When those demons and monsters perished, the ominous energy within their bodies was absorbed by the white cluster of light, shrouded in black mist, at the source of the damaged barrier realm’s energy.

Yet every time it absorbed some of that ominous energy, Zhao Qilin, seated within it, absorbed a portion as well.

As a result, the black mist surrounding Zhao Qilin grew increasingly dense.

Before long, Zhao Qilin took out a blood-red pearl that looked battered and worn, like a piece of ruined scrap metal.

The moment the pearl appeared, it seemed to erupt with a burst of crimson radiance.

Previously, Zhao Qilin had kept the blood-red pearl tightly sealed inside a copper box.

The surface of the box was covered with layer upon layer of densely packed talismanic patterns.

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Between those talismanic patterns was a coating of gold.

It was gold powder.

From the powder came the faint, ceaseless sound of Buddhist adepts chanting scriptures.

After the box was opened, the chanting grew louder and louder.

Clearly, the gold powder had been made from the gold bodies left behind when Buddhist masters entered final repose.

For a Buddhist master to possess a golden body after death, his strength had to have reached at least the Grandmaster level.

Even then, however, success was not guaranteed.

Sometimes, during the process of entering final repose, a Buddhist master would form a sacred relic instead of a golden body.

The relic in Lin Yi’s possession was one such example.

To transform into a golden body that could be passed down through the ages, one needed an exceptionally profound understanding of Buddhist teachings and tremendous strength.

The gold powder used on the box had come from such golden bodies.

Once the box was opened, the blood-red pearl began emitting waves of crimson light. A drop of blood on its surface spun restlessly back and forth.

One moment it appeared on one side of the pearl; the next, it had shifted to the other.

Zhao Qilin actually placed the pearl directly into his mouth. Then he slowly closed his eyes.

Countless blood-colored tentacles seemed to emerge from his body. They continuously absorbed the ominous energy within the damaged barrier realm.

Layer upon layer of black mist formed from that ominous energy covered Zhao Qilin’s body.

At the same time, the boundless black mist seemed to spread over and obscure even the white radiance.

Day after day, the damaged barrier realm grew increasingly desolate, while its countless cultivation resources dwindled.

The flowers withered. The trees decayed.

The human-faced spider had long grown accustomed to absorbing the boundless ominous energy permeating the damaged barrier realm and consuming the flowers, trees, medicinal herbs, and other plants that contained it.

Through their conversations, the human-faced spider learned that creatures such as the Black Python King it followed, along with various other demons and monsters, had different origins. Some had come from outside, while others had been born within the damaged barrier realm.

Some did not even know who their mothers were. They might have manifested out of thin air within the damaged barrier realm.

After demons and monsters died, they transformed into masses of ominous energy and countless ghostly shadows, returning to the white light at the very center of the damaged barrier realm.

From birth to death, they followed a cycle.

This place was a world. It had given them life, and it also devoured them.

It nurtured them into existence, then consumed the ominous energy left behind after their deaths.

In other words, this place was a land of reincarnation.

Before long, the damaged barrier realm deteriorated more and more severely.

It was obvious that Zhao Qilin had already absorbed too much of the core energy at the realm’s source.

In order to resist him, the source of the small realm’s core energy absorbed large numbers of demons and monsters, transforming them into ominous energy and drawing them toward itself.

But the more it absorbed, the more Zhao Qilin absorbed from it.

Now, at the former center of the damaged barrier realm, the so-called white light had vanished completely.

Only endless black mist formed from ominous energy remained.

The mist seemed to have divided into two extremes. At one end was Zhao Qilin, wrapped in black mist. At the other was the faint, weakened source of the damaged barrier realm’s energy.

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The damaged barrier realm was on the verge of collapse, barely clinging to existence.

Meanwhile, the black mist around Zhao Qilin grew thicker and thicker.

He seemed intent on completely replacing the damaged barrier realm.

Many of the demons and monsters—nearly all of them, creatures like the human-faced spider included—had absorbed so much ominous energy that they could no longer escape the damaged barrier realm. Their consciousness grew increasingly blurred, and their intelligence steadily declined.

Over the past few days, they had begun to sense the source of the damaged barrier realm calling them to battle. It needed them to transform into ominous energy and return to their original state—to become nothingness and die.

Lin Yi now fully understood what had happened from beginning to end. At the same time, he felt his head buzzing.

He had never expected this damaged barrier realm to conceal such an enormous secret.

What exactly were the twelve Demon King Pearls?

Did the Demon King Pearls contain the blood essence of a Demon King?

Who, exactly, was the Demon King?

Even the names of these demons and monsters sounded incredibly formidable.

Zhao Qilin of the Corpse Refining Clan wanted to devour the Demon King Pearl and the Demon King’s blood essence within it. Would that allow him to advance to the Divine Ability Realm?

Lin Yi knew that above the Grandmaster level lay a mysterious and powerful realm.

However, he had not yet asked Old Master An Yingxiong and the others what that realm was actually like.

The realm seemed to be a secret. Ordinary employees of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau probably knew nothing about it.

When An Miaoyi had taught him about cultivation realms and levels, she had never mentioned it.

Now Lin Yi understood that above the Grandmaster level was another realm—the Divine Ability Realm.

And judging from Zhao Qilin’s words, the Divine Ability Realm was extraordinarily powerful. He had claimed that once he reached it, no one would be capable of opposing him.

“The low-level vengeful ghosts displayed by the God-Slaying Scripture all possess the strength of Class A demons. Yet most of the time, when I kill demons and monsters, I only receive Yellow-grade Body-Tempering Pills. That means my strength was weaker in the early stages, and only by killing powerful demons and monsters could I obtain better rewards.”

“Perhaps the God-Slaying Scripture was deliberately nurturing me, which is why it was so generous before. It once gave me Black-grade treasures, Heaven-grade techniques, and even an Earth-grade spiritual well. Now things are merely returning to normal. So does Yellow-grade represent the cultivation realm of a Grandmaster, while Black-grade represents the Divine Ability Realm?”

“Forget it. There is no point in investigating this further. This damaged barrier realm is a low-tier Earth-grade entity, and its evaluation indicates that it possesses energy of a similar level. It should be comparable to the Divine Ability Realm. So my earlier judgment was wrong again. This damaged barrier realm is an inanimate object rather than a living being. Thus, even if it is Earth-grade, it might still be unable to defeat Zhao Qilin, who is only at the Grandmaster level but possesses strange methods of refinement…”

“Forget it, forget it. I will stop worrying about these levels. For now, I had better hurry up and milk this place for everything it is worth. The more benefits I collect, the better. Besides, Brother Bai Ke and the others have already been possessed by those ghostly shadows. They look as if they have lost consciousness. I need to hurry. If there is any chance of saving them, I have to save them.”

After understanding the entire situation, Lin Yi naturally could not help thinking about it. But after turning it over in his mind, he decided that none of it mattered.

Rescuing people and collecting as many rewards as possible was far more important.

Thus, Lin Yi immediately charged forward and continued slaughtering everything in his path.

Bang!

With one punch, Lin Yi dispatched a low-level tiger demon.

Bang!

With one kick, he sent a tiny ghost creature to its death.

With a sharp tremor, the Great Grotto True Scripture erupted. In an instant, its purest and most yang energy shook an entire swath of damaged ghostly shadows to death.