Chapter 444: The Three Great Kings of the Six Desire Corpse Gods Merge as One, Today's Heart Demon S

Chapter 444: The Three Great Kings of the Six Desire Corpse Gods Merge as One, Today's Heart Demon Slaying Brings Peace to the Pacification King [Seeking Monthly Votes]



Rumble—

Within Ink City, terrifying waves of energy surged, as if an overwhelming tide of death energy was welling up and surging forth!

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish—

As the city crumbled, the number of rapidly falling ink-colored raindrops in the sky also increased, becoming more intense and roaring!

Within them lay the power to repair the city's destruction and quell the boiling death energy!

Smoke and dust raged!

Terrifying roars echoed continuously, like demons crawling out of the depths of the netherworld, twisted and ugly, filled with slaughter and destruction. This terrifying sign made the entire Ink City seem to be caught in a storm of destruction.

Rumble!

The scorching heat surged and boiled, thick and turbulent. The ink rain evaporated, turning into dense ink mist that lingered, and in an instant, it was blasted open by a thunderous surge of vital energy.

A colossal furnace hung over Ink City, like a blazing sun, releasing an extreme heat.

The intense light and heat continued to emanate.

Powerful ripples of vital energy spread out, like ink-colored clouds lingering endlessly.

The air currents roared as they poured in, and in an instant, the ink-colored clouds lifted the Netherworld King into the air.

Zhao Beidou, surrounded by White Nether Tribulation Flames, wore a complex expression on his white-haired, childlike face.

On the other side, the enormous Old Dragon God, transformed into the Flipping Sea Nine Infants, was colossal. Its nine heads wildly lashed, and its flesh wings spread, as if slicing through space.

The three figures hovered in the air.

The leading Netherworld King had his arms crossed over his chest, his body seemingly filled with endless explosive power.

A black and white divided mask covered his face, and after ascending the tower, his long hair grew and draped down to his knees like a cape.

Li Che's gaze held a complex expression.

He even felt a bit dazed.

After all, Ji Mali had truly brought immense pressure to him and his family, like a towering mountain.

This pressure was something Li Che had only felt when facing the threat of the Spirit Infants Sect in Flying Thunder City, when his family was just starting their martial arts journey, and even their divine essence had not yet been cultivated. One could say that every step he took was like walking on thin ice.

Therefore, Li Che's actions had become habitually cautious, always choosing the most stable path.

Confronting the formidable foe Ji Mali, Li Che opted for the most secure approach.

He didn't hold any belief in bidding farewell to his past self or engaging Ji Mali in a one-on-one battle between kings.

Because it wasn't necessary.

Ji Mali had only just entered the Divine Tribulation Realm, and he had forced his way through by blood sacrificing countless cities to create a blood pool, draining the blood souls within, and forcibly breaking through to the Divine Tribulation Realm.

If not for the impending opening of Heaven-Attaining City, Ji Mali might not have made such a resolute decision.

However, Li Che held contempt for Ji Mali's method of breakthrough.

It was even inferior to Lu Taibai's, who had chosen to risk it all for his sect's crisis, enduring a closed-door cultivation that brought him to the brink of death nine times before successfully breaking through.

Ji Mali, on the other hand, chose to break through by devouring the blood souls in the blood pool.

One reason was to protect, and the other was through slaughter...

"Trash."

Not even worthy of being bound by the divine.

Li Che inhaled and exhaled, releasing an incredibly powerful gust of air.

Finally, it turned into two words.

Then, Li Che's gaze turned towards the six Corpse Gods climbing out of the death energy cyclone, roaring amidst the surging waves of death energy and the dense Six Desire Divinity, like a raging storm between the walls of Ink City, intensifying the wind and rain!

"So, is this your trump card, Ji Mali, daring to challenge the Netherworld?"

...

...

Ji Mali's body stiffened, and a dagger pierced his heart.

It was too fast, too silent!

Like Zhao Beidou, or perhaps it was within Ink City, facing the combined might of the Netherworld's many threats, that he truly felt a headache.

That silent, swift movement technique seemed to merge with the very fabric of space and time, far surpassing Ji Mali's ability to respond or imagine.

The inflated ego of a person often needs a blow to become humbled.

In reality, Ji Mali had never been an inflated person, but to seize the opportunities arising from the opening of Heaven-Attaining City, he chose to break through to the Divine Tribulation Realm.

And his method of breakthrough was by devouring the blood souls in the blood pool, consuming and merging the countless blood souls accumulated from the cities he had slaughtered over the years.

He abandoned the regenerative ability of his clones to propel himself into the Divine Tribulation Realm.

This kind of breakthrough also carried significant side effects, altering his emotions and soul, as the blood souls were the gathering of countless spirits.

Ji Mali thus lost his composure, becoming somewhat frenzied, arrogant, and indulgent.

Now, with his heart pierced by the dagger, a numbing sensation instantly enveloped his entire body...

The dagger was also poisoned!

How filthy!

Even in the Divine Tribulation Realm, how could someone still use poison?! His heart contracted violently, and his blood seemed to turn pitch-black...

One venomous dragon after another frantically wriggled out of his body, coiling around him as if to bind him completely.

Pfft—

Ji Mali coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the dagger was pulled from his heart. Blood sprayed, and the poison spread wildly throughout his body.

His once-proud flesh and vital energy couldn't suppress the poison, which rampaged through his body, relentlessly eroding his meridians, muscles, and flesh.

In just a few breaths, his skin had completely turned dark green.

Ji Mali staggered, took a few steps back, and covered his mouth, which was spewing black blood. He turned to look behind him, at the culprit who had silently stabbed him with the dagger.

It was a thin man.

Ji Mali didn't recognize him.

However, the divine essence emanating from the man had reached the One Disaster Two Tribulations Realm!

Another One Disaster Two Tribulations Realm divine cultivator!

"You..."

"Who are you?"

Blood flowed from Ji Mali's mouth and nose, and his life force rapidly diminished as the Nine Turns Ascending Dragon Pillar devoured it.

He didn't even have the strength to move.

"I am Gu Yinyin, from the Netherworld."

Gu Yinyin's eyes lifted slightly.

A faint voice echoed from his mouth.

Gu Yinyin...

Ji Mali vaguely recalled the name, the founder of the Heaven Dan Sect, the one who...had poisoned countless pill sects, leaving only the Heaven Dan Sect's Poison Saint!

The Poison Saint was aligned with the Netherworld?

"It's over."

"Ji Mali."

A hoarse voice reverberated within Ink City.

The voice that spoke belonged to the Emperor of the Netherworld.

Six Corpse Gods slowly emerged from the Death Energy Cyclone, unleashing a terrifying Corpse Qi into the heavens.

The Six Desires Divinity intertwined and spread, wreaking havoc on people's consciousness and emotions.

Sight, hearing, smell, taste, touch, and desire—the six divine essences!

Like a storm, they raged relentlessly!

The six Corpse Gods had bizarre and distorted appearances, extremely hideous, as if they were a combination of chaotic thoughts.

Ji Mali's deep laughter echoed, "Is it over?"

"Do you really think I, Ji Mali, would lose like this?"

Ji Mali's entire body was tainted by toxins, almost turning him into a black jade color.

He began to resemble the Cursed Corpse.

Boom!

Ji Mali roared towards the sky.

"In the Netherworld, if I didn't have some backing, how dare I come here?"

"If the Netherworld wants to kill me, I also want to destroy the Netherworld!"

"My countless schemes and calculations have all been ruined by the Netherworld!"

"Between you and me, there's a blood feud that can never be washed away!"

Ji Mali's eyes turned bloodshot and crazed.

His arms spread wide, and his entire physical body began to distort and swell. The toxins within him accelerated due to the increasing flow of his blood, causing him to expand rapidly.

Ji Mali's flesh and blood seemed to be melting away.

The six Corpse Gods that had crawled out of the Death Energy Cyclone also opened their mouths and roared, frantically rushing towards the direction where Ji Mali had exploded.

Swish!

A pitch-black silk, as dark as ink, shot out from Ji Mali's exploding flesh and blood.

It wrapped around the six Corpse Gods and, at an incredible speed, dragged them away.

The Corpse Gods violently collided with Ji Mali, who seemed to have reached his limit, his body swaying unsteadily.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of explosions reverberated as the Corpse Gods crashed into Ji Mali's body, one after another, all entering his physical form.

The black silk emitted divine essence fluctuations, wrapping around Ji Mali's body like a bandage, binding him tightly.

The six Corpse Gods struggled to crawl out of Ji Mali's body, but they were completely suppressed by Ji Mali.

Ji Mali's black hair wildly flailed and danced, and his pupils changed, as if there was a spinning jade hook within his eyes.

A swirling pool of blood appeared behind him, with countless souls wailing, crying, and struggling within it.

The six Corpse Gods also fell into the blood pool, turning into massive creatures, stirring within it.

The toxins within Ji Mali seemed to be suppressed.

"Netherworld!"

"This is my trump card!"

"My true trump card!"

Ji Mali let out a long howl, and from his voice, six different tones and human voices burst forth.

Layer upon layer, like demons and monsters!

The extreme eeriness was heart-wrenching and soul-stirring!

At this moment, Ji Mali devoured all six Corpse Gods!

Facing the Netherworld, Ji Mali had never dared to underestimate them. He had suffered too many setbacks in front of the Netherworld.

Therefore, this time, he went all out.

He chose to merge with the Corpse Gods, and with his current power, he could bear the integration of the Six Desires Corpse Gods into his body...

This technique was very familiar to Wei Yuan, the traitorous disciple of Lu Taibai. Wei Yuan also cultivated this technique.

However, today, Ji Mali demonstrated this technique even more powerfully than Wei Yuan!

Even if this incident would expose Ji Mali's collusion with the Corpse God Sect, he didn't care anymore!

Ji Mali felt his life being pulled back from the brink of death.

His spirits soared, as if a flame was burning within him.

He spread his five fingers, and divine weapons appeared one after another.

"This isn't enough!"

"Netherworld... I truly hold you in high regard!"

Ji Mali howled.

The divine weapons emitted divine light!

There were three divine weapons in total: the Umbrella Gun, the Green Peak Sword, and the Purple Golden Stoat.

However, one was missing—the Earth Fire Water Wind White Jade Pipa! Ji Mali knew it was in Li Che's possession, but knowing that didn't help. To retrieve it, he would have to kill Li Che.

But Li Che, as one of the Netherworld Monsters, was not an easy target.

Nevertheless...

It was enough.

The Three Great Kings, combined with the Six Corpse Gods...

This power should be sufficient!

One by one, the massive divine wills of the Temple Gods emerged, shaking the void.

There was a blue-faced King, a red-faced King, and a green-faced King!

The Three-Faced Kings also merged into the blood pool.

Ji Mali's aura rose steadily.

Ji Mali felt an unprecedented surge of power, and his consciousness expanded infinitely at this moment.

He wanted the opportunity of the Heaven-Attacking City's machine!

He also wanted to destroy the Netherworld!

The black silk wrapped around Ji Mali like a giant cocoon, binding him tightly.

The blood pool swirled behind the cocoon.

...

...

"Is that... the Immortal Lotus Immortal Sky Brocade?" Xixi's eyes shone brightly. She stood on the city wall, receiving the best protection.

Li Che, wearing the horse-faced mask, stood by her side. Father and daughter held hands, standing at the city's edge.

"Yes, it's the Immortal Lotus Immortal Sky Brocade. It belongs to you."

"Today, I'll retrieve it for you."

Li Che smiled and ruffled Xixi's hair.

The Immortal Lotus Immortal Sky Brocade and the Mystic Thunder Golden Body were very important to Xixi.

Not only were they part of the Third Prince's set, but if they fell into Xixi's hands, they could help strengthen her physical body, working together to make Xixi's physical body even stronger.

Strong enough to withstand the power of the Lotus Curse.

Originally, Li Che had planned to retrieve the Immortal Sky Brocade after his trip to Heaven-Attacking City, heading to the Corpse God Sect's headquarters.

Now it seems that it is no longer necessary.

Ji Mali had colluded with the Corpse God Sect and not only obtained the Infernal Lotus Heaven Swirling Silk, but also attempted to refine it.

The Infernal Lotus Heaven Swirling Silk exuded a fierce aura, and it was evident that Ji Mali had used some evil method to refine it.

Boom!

Terrifying energy was unleashed, and the six Desire Corpse Gods' divine essences merged into one, followed by an extremely vast Buddha-nature radiance and the pulsating aura of a Shrine God.

The Infernal Lotus Heaven Swirling Silk suddenly disintegrated, as if transforming into a divine black dragon dancing wildly between heaven and earth!

The atmosphere within Ink City seemed to freeze!

Countless falling ink-colored raindrops were all frozen solid.

In the blink of an eye!

Boom!

A tsunami-like surge of energy rippled, forming wrinkle-like waves in the void, spreading and intertwining in all directions.

Ji Mali's body was robust and sturdy, as if he had gained a new life, and his entire being had transformed.

Four heads were embedded on his neck, each facing a different direction.

In the 16th and 19th books, the version was correct!

The remaining three faces were green, red, and blue, representing the three Great Kings. Ji Mali's robust body had six eyes, which were eyes that could shake one's soul.

The black skin resembled black jade, covered in Curse Corpse patterns, with a C-shaped jade rotating in the pupils, encircling the irises, exuding a sinister aura.

Ji Mali's four heads and faces displayed various expressions.

His aura soared, and at this moment, he achieved an unprecedented transcendence and breakthrough.

As he continued to ascend, he broke through the barriers of the One Disaster One Tribulation Realm and reached the One Disaster Two Tribulations Realm, even peaking at the One Disaster Two Tribulations Realm!

In terms of strength, he was only a hair's breadth away from the One Disaster Three Tribulations Realm.

With the fusion of the six Desire Divinity and the will of the three Great Kings, Ji Mali attained an unprecedented level of power.

Ji Mali's black hair danced wildly, and he raised his head, his eyes glowing.

After so many years of planning, today...

He finally achieved a leap to a higher level.

Moreover, this was just the beginning. Once he familiarized himself with the power of his new body, his combat strength might even reach the One Disaster Three Tribulations Realm!

When his cultivation truly reaches the One Disaster Three Tribulations Realm, Ji Mali will have the confidence to turn the entire Great Realm into his own Great Realm!

Who says he can't disrupt this world?

Who says so?

The Grand Supervisor? The National Teacher Xie Yunshen?

They are not capable!

Only Ji Mali can control his own fate!

Ji Mali's eyes flashed with various scenes from his childhood, where snow fell from the heavens, and he was a ragged little beggar, fighting with stray dogs for food, barely surviving between heaven and earth.

He had sworn to disrupt this world, to become the emperor, and to eliminate poverty and hunger.

Because he had experienced it, he was unwilling to let others suffer.

He began to strive to fulfill his ambition.

He joined the army, received resources and cultivation, and grew stronger. He began to climb the ranks within the military.

But it was too difficult. In the army, although his talent was decent, he couldn't rise due to the many people above him—the children and relatives of military generals.

They had privileges, and even if Ji Mali's talent was slightly better, he was still suppressed, unable to find an opportunity to rise.

Despite leading the charge and fighting valiantly, the military merits were always snatched away by those with connections.

Ji Mali was filled with hatred. One day, a monk from the Western Buddha Country found him and provided resources, making Ji Mali even stronger...

He raised many evil bandits and killed countless others.

Unknowingly, he rose to great heights and became the pinnacle of martial arts in the Great Realm, the Pacification King personally appointed by the Great Realm Emperor, and the feared Ji Mali throughout the realm.

And now, the Corpse God Sect...

Was also created by that monk from the Western Buddha Country.

The Blood Soul extraction method also came from that monk, who taught Ji Mali to slaughter many cities and use others' lives to enhance his cultivation.

Ji Mali often feared that monk because only he understood Ji Mali's weaknesses.

But now, Ji Mali felt an unprecedented strength.

He experienced what the monk had said—using others' lives to enhance his own cultivation.

All fears dissipated.

He underwent an unprecedented transformation, and Ji Mali was confident that his future would see him standing at the pinnacle of the Great Realm!

He would become the ruler of the Great Realm... No! He would establish a new dynasty! Ji Mali wanted to create a new realm!

The Great Realm had decayed, and Ji Mali didn't need it anymore! Boom!

His thoughts expanded uncontrollably, and Ji Mali felt something amiss, but he couldn't control his consciousness at this moment.

His eyes were filled with cold killing intent, scanning the distant Netherworld Evils.

A sinister smile curled on his lips, and from his body, six crimson eyes burst forth with radiance.

His black skin gleamed like black jade!

"Die!"

Boom!

Ji Mali moved in an instant, and as his feet touched the ground, the ground beneath Ink City exploded with layers of smoke and dust.

He appeared before Gu Yinyin, who had just attempted to assassinate him with a poisoned dagger.

The evildoer who almost killed Ji Mali!

Ji Mali unleashed a punch, and the air exploded as if a massive void had been punched out, with countless cracks intertwining like a violent storm!

Terrifying energy erupted!

The heavens and earth were suddenly stirred by a terrifying wind!

The Blood Pool churned endlessly!

Gu Yinyin's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and facing Ji Mali's transformed punch, he showed little resistance.

Instead, he spread his arms and closed his eyes.

"Come, kill me."

Boom!

Ji Mali showed no courtesy to Gu Yinyin.

Immense tribulation power surged forth, merging the power of the Shrine God and the Corpse God within his body.

In an instant, it was unleashed!

Gu Yinyin's body was instantly blasted into smithereens!

Countless waves of toxic mist rose, intertwining and swirling around Ji Mali's body!

"Gurgle!"

In the heavens and earth, a terrifying roar echoed, like a summer frog in a lotus pond.

The ancient bell rang out, its deafening sound threatening to rupture eardrums and deafen anyone who dared listen.

Countless toxic mists entwined, forming a colossal toad.

In an instant, the mists descended, transforming into a golden hue, weaving together to create a golden three-legged toad.

It plummeted with immense force!

Crashing down upon the body of Ji Mali, its weight seemed to crush him.

"Boom!" A loud impact echoed as Ji Mali's body struck the ground.

He felt his flesh and blood grow heavy, as if the toxins were eroding his body.

This was the power of the One Disaster Two Tribulations Realm's Heavenly Poison Divine Pill, Gu Yinyin had refined the pill within his body, becoming the pill itself.

Of course, it was also because, after becoming a Deity-bound, Gu Yinyin had completely let go of his self-restraint.

Having refined himself into the Heavenly Poison Divine Pill, it was only after being struck by Ji Mali that the toxins began to infect him.

"This poison..." Ji Mali's eyes narrowed, as the strange toxins suppressed his One Disaster Two Tribulations Realm power.

However, his mind stirred, and he summoned the power of one of the Three Great Kings from the Six Desire Corpse Gods, suppressing the Three-Foot Golden Toad Pendant within his body.

It prevented him from even budging.

"Ji Mali, is this all you have?" Li Che's tone carried disappointment.

"I gave you a chance, do you have any more tricks? I let you complete the fusion of Corpse God and Temple God... Do you have anything else?" A faint voice echoed throughout Ink City.

It was the voice of the Emperor of Netherworld.

Hearing this, Ji Mali's four heads simultaneously raised, and his back's Blood Pool churned. His six hook-shaped pupils stared fixedly at the Emperor of Netherworld.

The Emperor of Netherworld's words...

Ji Mali sensed something amiss.

Ji Mali turned towards the Horse-faced man standing beside Xixi, and then glanced at the Emperor of Netherworld.

Suddenly, he realized...

"So... it's like that..."

"So... you're just one person?"

His words trailed off.

Ji Mali moved abruptly.

He took a step, and the ground of Ink City shattered, splitting into countless fragments.

Ji Mali, however, transformed into a cannonball, smashing through the countless Ink Rain, and appearing before the Emperor of Netherworld.

A torrent of killing intent poured forth, and a terrifying attack descended.

Yet, the Emperor of Netherworld calmly observed Ji Mali, who had exhausted all his tricks.

His mind stirred.

In an instant—

Divine Tribulation Realm auras burst forth.

The Netherworld's powerhouses emerged one after another.

Divine Tribulation Realm auras raged, intertwining and continuously assaulting, thundering...

Then, these Divine Tribulation Realm auras exploded.

The Netherworld's Bound People!

"One heart, one mind!" All the Netherworld's Bound People, even the Turning Sea Nine Infants, though part of the Ink-spilling Ten Monsters, provided power to the Ink City's ruler after joining the Netherworld.

Boom, boom, boom—

It was as if their power had been drained, and these Bound People exploded one after another...

Their power seemed like an endless heavenly river, flowing into the body of the Emperor of Netherworld.

At this moment, the Emperor of Netherworld's aura underwent a leap.

Through the Turning Sea Nine Infants and Gu Yinyin, the two One Disaster Two Tribulations Realm existences, their power merged.

Additionally, Zhao Beidou, Gu Changqing, and others' One Disaster One Tribulation Realm power added to this.

The Emperor of Netherworld's body seemed to be distorted and enlarged by a blurry power.

The Martial Immortal Golden Body roared.

Forcibly bearing the side effects of the simultaneous explosion of the Eight Odd Gates.

Ji Mali's killing intent clashed with the Emperor of Netherworld's overwhelming aura.

Ji Mali had swallowed the Corpse God and Temple God, while the Emperor of Netherworld borrowed the power of the entire city.

In this moment, their surging battle intent seemed like a tangible flame, continuously warping space.

It was as if fate had decreed this collision.

Only one of them would survive.

"Die—" Ji Mali roared.

However.

Ji Mali saw the Emperor of Netherworld's eyes glow with golden smoke.

Powerful Heavenly Soul Waves spread...

"Ji Mali... I said, all those who borrow the power of the Temple God, in my eyes... are trash!"

"Summon God!"

A cold voice emerged from the Emperor of Netherworld's mouth.

Ji Mali's six hook-shaped pupils spun rapidly.

Three heads not his own twisted bizarrely, and the six Corpse Gods' eyes on his body spun chaotically.

Within him, the Three-Foot Golden Toad Pendant's power could no longer suppress him.

Boom!

The power within Ji Mali exploded.

Ji Mali's blood boiled with killing intent, and his three Great King heads snapped off due to excessive spinning, while his own head slowly raised in despair.

He saw the Emperor of Netherworld, whose aura was terrifying like a divine demon.

The Martial Immortal Golden Body exploded, and the world seemed to collapse.

Purple flames raged and twisted, the Tribulation Flame, the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame!

Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame! Golden Deer Void Seal! These two powers seemed to merge, creating an unprecedented force! A fist imprint slashed through the void, like a golden deer's roar, trampling the void.

Burning mountains and boiling seas!

But Li Che's attack didn't end there.

Below the fist imprint, killing intent surged.

A green aura rose, cutting through space, slicing through everything, through the five senses and six desires, slicing through the Seven Emotions and Six Desires!

Li Che's five fingers clenched, and the Second Tribulation power, in this moment, exploded without burden.

Wind Disaster, Primordial Cut Void Fury!

Thousand Mountains Solo Sky-cutting Saber!

And as these two powers exploded.

Li Che's face, divided into black and white by the Netherworld's mask, seemed to shatter under the pressure, revealing...

Ji Mali's pupils constricted, his expression changing to anger, and finally, silence.

It was the face of...

Flying Thunder Mud Legs.

Today, slay the Heart Demon Pacifying King!

(End of Chapter)

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