Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 299: Chapter 60: Blood Sacrifice All Ghosts

“I’m doomed!”

Lin Feng’s face turned pale.

He tried to struggle out of the restraints on his body, but he found that no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t break free.

It seemed as if an invisible force had bound him!

“Is this the strength of a Yin Yang Realm expert?” Lin Feng said with a bitter smile on his face.

The methods of the green-robed elder were too peculiar; he had no way to resist!

This person was Bai Xuantian’s master!

Falling into his clutches, he probably had no chance of survival, right?

Swish swish swish…

Footsteps approached from far to near, and the green-robed elder walked over, looking at Lin Feng with cold eyes, “You really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. No wonder Bai Xuantian died by your hand.”

“I want to know, how did you find out my whereabouts?” Lin Feng said with a gloomy expression.

“It was Li Mosen who told me,” the green-robed elder said with a sinister tone.

“The Great Elder Li Mosen of the Law Enforcement Hall?” Lin Feng exclaimed in surprise.

“How? Is it unbelievable? Li Mosen has always been a spy planted in the True Martial Country by the Demon Dao forces, just that he has been well-hidden and unknown.”

The green-robed elder curled his lips, seemingly convinced that Lin Feng was bound to die today, so he did not hide these matters.

“It seems the Beastman Empire’s attack on True Martial Country was also your Demon Dao insiders’ doing,” Lin Feng said with hatred.

The green-robed elder sneered, “The power of the Demon Dao is omnipresent, stronger than you can ever imagine. Sooner or later, East County Divine Land will belong to the Demon Dao!”

“Facing death at your hands, I accept my fate. Just do it now.”

Lin Feng said coldly.

“Hehehehe!” The green-robed elder let out a series of eerie laughter and said, “Kill you? Wouldn’t that be such a waste? I need your body for something of vital importance to me.”

As soon as the words fell, the green-robed elder grabbed Lin Feng, soared into the sky, and vanished instantly.

…

Plop.

The green-robed elder took Lin Feng into the depths of a volcano, where the magma bubbled and the temperature was scorching hot.

“What have you brought me here for?” Lin Feng looked at the green-robed elder with a somber expression.

“You’ll find out soon.”

The green-robed elder let out a cold laugh, and his hands quickly formed seals, casting spell after spell into the boiling magma.

Boom!

A loud noise echoed.

Immediately afterward, a pitch-black tripod, ten meters tall and five meters wide, burst out from the magma and hovered above the Magma World.

The giant tripod was adorned with depictions of devils, evil spirits, fierce beasts, and other terrifying beings, emanating a grim and fearful aura.

A great amount of Demonic Qi surged out of the Demon Tripod.

“Screech!”

At the same time, inside the Demon Tripod, sharp, piercing cries resounded continuously. The sound was truly terrifying, like the sorrowful screams of All Ghosts.

Lin Feng’s face turned slightly pale, “What is this?”

The green-robed elder chuckled malevolently, “I am utilizing the Earth Fire here to refine a powerful Demon Artifact!”

“Demon Artifact?” Lin Feng’s expression shifted slightly, having heard that the weapons forged by the Demon Dao were even more powerful than the “Magic Treasures” refined by the people of the Righteous Path.

Many Demon Artifacts possessed incredibly bizarre abilities.

However, forging a Demon Artifact was extremely complicated and difficult because it went against the natural order. As such, the process of forging a Demon Artifact often led to backlashes.

The more powerful the Demon Artifact, the more likely it was to backlash.

“That’s correct; I am in the process of forging the Soul-devouring Banner. To refine this Soul-devouring Banner, I have spent countless efforts over the past eight hundred years, traveling through the Three Thousand States, searching for young cultivators with strong bloodlines but without significant backgrounds. Then, I slowly raised them until they were ready, and used them to blood sacrifice the Soul-devouring Banner!”

The green-robed elder said with a chilling tone.

Lin Feng’s expression was indifferent as he spoke, “It seems that Bai Xuantian was one you raised for the blood sacrifice of the Soul-devouring Banner, not truly your disciple at all!”

“Jie, jie, jie, jie!”

The green-robed elder chuckled darkly, “A named disciple is still a disciple! If a master has a request for a disciple, it’s normal for the disciple to help, right?”

Lin Feng rolled his eyes in exasperation.

What kind of logic was that from the green-robed elder? Dammit, you’re asking for someone’s life to help you blood sacrifice a Demon Artifact, is that really ‘helping’?

The green-robed elder continued, “I have already collected 9,999 souls. Bai Xuantian was supposed to be the last one, and it was almost time to use him for the blood sacrifice; alas, he died at your hands. But it doesn’t matter, I see that your bloodline is not only stronger than Bai Xuantian’s by at least a hundredfold. Using you for the blood sacrifice would be even better.”

As his words fell, the green-robed elder grabbed Lin Feng and flew toward the Demon Tripod in the Magma World.

“Open!”

With a fierce slap, the green-robed elder opened the lid of the tripod, and an infinite amount of Demonic Qi poured out from it. The sharp and piercing screams sounded as if All Ghosts were roaring, the ghostly energy spread densely, and it seemed like the ghosts desired to burst out from the Demon Tripod.

“You old tortoise, even as a ghost, I won’t let you off,” Lin Feng cursed.

“Once you’re in my hands, you won’t even have the chance to become a ghost!”

The green-robed elder sneered and threw Lin Feng directly into the Demon Tripod.

Boom! In the next moment, the lid closed!

Lin Feng felt only darkness.

He seemed to have fallen into an Endless Purgatory, utterly chilling and somber.

“Earth Core Fire, come forth!”

The green-robed elder shouted, forming seals with his hands. Within the depths of the churning Magma World, a flame surged forth, encircling the Demon Tripod and burning fiercely.

Artifact Refining! It also required some powerful flames! Some Artifact Refiners, like Alchemists, would adventure to harness a type of flame, but most Artifact Refiners did not personally refine flames. They were different from Alchemists. An Alchemist must possess a flame; otherwise, they could not become an Alchemist, while an Artifact Refiner could use outside fires. They could use various kinds of flame, such as the Earth Core Fire from the depths of the Magma World.

Inside the Demon Tripod, Lin Feng felt the temperature rising.

He was getting hotter, feeling as if his entire body was going to melt away.

“Damn it, this bastard wants to refine me!”

Lin Feng’s face was ashen. He threw a punch at the Demon Tripod.

Bang!

But the Spiritual Patterns on the tripod rebounded Lin Feng forcefully. This Demon Tripod was far too sturdy; it simply could not be broken.

The temperature within the Demon Tripod was rising rapidly. Lin Feng was already drenched in sweat. If it continued like this, he would surely be refined into nothingness.

The Demon Tripod turned fiery red, the temperature becoming astonishingly high. Lin Feng could finally see the interior of the Demon Tripod. Above, there hovered a pitch-black Demon Banner, surrounded by Demonic Qi and emanating a terrifying, sinister aura. This must be the Soul-devouring Banner mentioned by the green-robed elder.

“Scream.” Suddenly, a sharp, piercing cry was emitted from the Soul-devouring Banner. Following that, a dense swarm of Evil Ghosts poured out, each ghastly and ferocious, all lunging towards Lin Feng.

“I want to eat your flesh; drink your blood.” The dense mob of Evil Ghosts submerged Lin Feng.

Hearing the roars of the Evil Ghosts inside the Demon Tripod, the green-robed elder emitted a hideous laugh, “Eat up, eat up, consume his flesh bit by bit, sip on his blood slowly. Under such ruthless and inhuman torture, he will produce endless resentment. Those feelings of resentment will merge with his Primordial Spirit. Once he’s dead, the Primordial Spirit won’t vanish but will become an Evil Ghost like you. Then, I will have a collection of ten thousand Evil Ghosts, and the Soul-devouring Banner will be successfully refined.”

The thought of the forthcoming completion of the Soul-devouring Banner sent the green-robed elder into a trembling frenzy.