Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

232: The Nine Nether Beast’s true spirit enters the Divine Palace!Feeling the familiar ‘mysterious’ guidance, Qin Han was so depressed he almost vomited blood.

“Seriously, guys, you two really want me to die faster, don’t you?”

He had just learned a lesson; if not for the Dao Seed within him, he would already be a soulless ghost.

If he was lucky, he’d stay with these Primordial Great Fierce Beasts and Divine Beasts.

If he was unlucky, his body would be separated, floating in pieces here and there.

He never wanted to experience the feeling of his consciousness sinking into endless darkness a second time in his life.

But the more he resisted moving, the stronger the urging from within his Divine Palace became.

It even carried a hint of disappointment, as if he were a piece of iron that couldn’t be forged into steel.

“You really talk without feeling the pain, you won’t die,” Qin Han cursed inwardly.

However, when he truly thought this to himself, the Kunpeng True Spirit actually spread its wings, wanting to rush out of the Divine Palace.

Seeing its aggressive demeanor, it looked as if it wanted to fly out and slap Qin Han.

The Golden Crow beside it was also extremely anxious, and its pupils even showed human-like worry.

It was almost anxious enough to speak.

“It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just too dangerous. The Primordial Ten Fierce may seem dead, but their lingering thoughts and Aura are still there. What’s the difference between me going up there and courting death?” Qin Han said in a good-natured tone.

However, reasoning was completely useless; the Kunpeng completely ignored him, only flapping its wings desperately.

The frequency was faster than anything he had ever seen in his life; it was the first time Qin Han had seen it so anxious.

“Is there some treasure in there? Is it really that exciting?” Qin Han couldn’t help but mutter.

With a desire to investigate, Qin Han cautiously stepped forward.

Using the power of the Dao Seed, he found that the closer he got to the Extreme Cold Divine Fire, the stronger the devouring power became.

But because of the Dao Seed’s bottomless capacity, it could never be satisfied.

Qin Han felt a surge of joy as he carefully examined the ice sculpture of the Primordial Ten Fierce.

He saw that the head of the Vicious Beast before him resembled a wolf, with a pair of huge, ancient ox horns, and a vertical line on its forehead.

Its body was covered in black scales, and it had nine tails, each with a dragon-shaped head at its tip.

“Is this the Nine Nether Hound, the leader of the Ten Fierce?” Qin Han swallowed with difficulty.

This kind of Vicious Beast was a Supreme being in the Primordial Era; even True Dragon and Phoenix had to avoid its edge.

The first Nine Nether Hound born at the dawn of creation was called the World-Destroying Elder, possessing immense power; a mere wave of its hand would bring about a darkening of the sky and earth, and a tilting of the world.

It could be said that the combined combat power of the remaining nine of the Primordial Ten Fierce was only enough to defeat it.

Originally, the True Dragon was the leader of the Ten Fierce, but the Ancestral Dragon insisted on pursuing the ethereal Supreme Immortal position, leading to a failed Shock (impact), leaving it covered in wounds, which caused it to lose its top spot.

But even so, the power of the Nine Nether Hound was still deeply ingrained in people’s hearts.

The Nine Nether Hound standing before him was ten thousand zhang tall, incredibly robust, and just its mere presence gave off an extreme sense of oppression.

It had been dead for countless years, and much of its Aura had long been eroded by time.

If it had only recently died, Qin Han wouldn’t even have the qualifications (qualification) to approach within ten thousand li of it.

Once he stepped in, it would be the end of his life and Dao.

“The leader of the Primordial Ten Fierce has fallen, does the Kunpeng really have such great ability?” Qin Han couldn’t help but ponder.

Although this Nine Nether Hound was certainly not comparable to the World-Destroying Elder, it was still a pure-blooded being.

And while the Kunpeng was strong, it was ultimately ranked lower.

In the face of absolute power, any schemes or tricks were illusory and not worth mentioning.

Therefore, Qin Han had every reason to suspect that this Nine Nether Hound was jointly suppressed here.

And the one who joined forces with the Kunpeng was very likely the owner of the Ghost Ship.

Including the four Divine Beasts, all were like this.

Thinking this way, things became much easier to understand.

“These empty shells, they couldn’t possibly contain True Spirits, could they?” This thought startled Qin Han when it first appeared.

But upon closer thought, it wasn’t impossible.

After all, at their level, they were already beings whose Physical Body could decay, but their True Spirit was immortal.

If Qin Han were a Saint, and his Lifespan had reached its end, the golden figure in his Sea of Consciousness could also remain incorruptible for billions of years.

Coupled with the constant urging from the Kunpeng and Golden Crow True Spirits, Qin Han felt that this was indeed possible.

Otherwise, why would they be so anxious?

Simply wanting to admire the posture (posture) of the Primordial Ten Fierce and Primordial Divine Beasts?

“Let’s give it a try.”

Qin Han took a deep breath. He now urgently wanted to fill the Divine Palace with Divine Spirits, quickly reaching the state of Perfection.

Then break into the Extreme Boundary, enter the Dharma Form, and begin comprehending the Dao.

Finally, become a King.

He had already drawn up his plan; everything was ready, only lacking the crucial element.

He had even completed nine reincarnations of his true self in the Extreme Boundary ahead of time.

“I’ll trust you one last time.” Qin Han gritted his teeth and reached out to touch the ice sculpture of the Nine Nether Hound.

In an instant, the golden figure in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly opened its eyes, shooting out two divine lights that disappeared into the ice sculpture.

Rumble...

Suddenly, an earthquake struck, like the end of the world, unleashing an extremely surging and terrifying Aura and pressure.

The glaciers of the Profound Ice Abyss trembled continuously, cracks appeared everywhere, and massive ice cones, thick as mountains, shattered and fell under the influence of this disturbance.

Suddenly, deep, bottomless cracks appeared on the ground, spewing out bursts of cold Qi.

“What’s that noise?”

Jiekong, who was diligently smashing the glacial castle, suddenly felt a bit confused and subconsciously stopped, looking in the direction from which the Aura emanated.

“Where’s the river?” Jiekong immediately froze.

He saw that the originally full and wide river of Extreme Cold Divine Nature had suddenly dropped by several hundred zhang in height.

Revealing the tip of the iceberg that was the Nine Nether Hound’s body.

At a quick glance, Jiekong discovered that this was actually the legendary leader of the Primordial Ten Fierce.

That terrifying Aura was coming from its body.

Feeling this wave of Qi, Jiekong felt a chill in his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

“There’s actually a Primordial Ten Fierce at the bottom of the river. Is the Profound Ice Abyss really the Kunpeng’s doing?”

At this moment, even he began to have some doubts.

One must know that the Kunpeng alone could not defeat the Nine Nether Hound.

But Jiekong was unaware of the Ghost Ship owner’s existence, so he felt it was very strange and terrifying.

He didn’t even dare to take the extreme cold divine pearl, fearing ill omens and touching taboos.

But with the arrow already on the bowstring, Jiekong deliberated for a moment and then made up his mind.

“I’ll take the extreme cold divine pearl and leave, with no lingering attachment!”

He then sped up, and the power of the Myriad Buddhas Worshiping the Ancestor intensified sharply, the powerful and heavy blows becoming even more violent.

It seemed that the awakening of the Nine Nether Hound’s lingering thoughts caused the ice and snow castle to be disturbed, inadvertently helping Jiekong.

Seeing this, the Buddhist disciple was both surprised and delighted; hope was right before his eyes.

However, Qin Han below was utterly shocked.

Because he had indeed sensed the existence of the Nine Nether Hound’s True Spirit through the golden figure.

And it was completely intact.

It seemed that the Profound Ice Abyss had preserved the integrity of this True Spirit.

Just like how things bought are kept in a refrigerator.

A similar principle.