Grasping Evil Chapter 478

A ray of light flashed past. Both Ning Fan and Su Yan appeared within the Yuan Yao World.

Ning Fan was striving to stabilize the devil qi inside his body while Su Yan was looking at the green coffin situating within a medicine garden in front of her. She was slightly shocked by the sight of these things.

“A medicine garden and a green coffin? Who is the person sleeping inside the coffin?”

She wanted to ask but Ning Fan did not have the mood to answer her at all. He directly held her hands and flew towards the dark golden pagoda in the distance.

“The reason I brought you inside this world is to avoid the confrontation temporarily. You aren't allowed to disturb her slumber.” Ning Fan's voice was flat and it sounded as if he would not take no for an answer.

“Alright.” Su Yan replied. Her curiosity for the person sleeping inside the coffin grew stronger but she behaved tactfully and stopped questioning Ning Fan about her.

When she mentioned the green coffin earlier, Ning Fan's expression became stern and all traces of mischief disappeared from his face.

Su Yan had the uncanny sixth sense which all women had. She could faintly tell from Ning Fan's expression that the person who was sleeping in the coffin was a lady and she was of great importance to him.

“He's so concerned about that person. Is she one of his women…?” Without realizing it herself, Su Yan's expression was filled with a hint of envy for the sleeping Mu Weiliang just as the thought rose within her mind.

The two of them went straight into the dark golden pagoda. At the moment they set foot on the pagoda, Ning Fan locked the gate to prevent Su Yan from running around inside the Yuan Yao World and causing any unnecessary trouble.

“This dark golden pagoda is a time cultivation magic treasure. You can at most go up to the fourth floor where the time flows 16 times slower than the time in reality. You can heal your wounds or cultivate there 16 times faster than normal. As for the fifth floor and above, you won't be able to ascend without my permission. Moreover, even if you do manage to get up there, you won't be able to enjoy any time distortion effect in your cultivation. I need to go to the floor beyond the fourth floor to sort out the problems with my body. After I finish dealing with these issues, I will bring you to kill a way out from the broken world. You'll wait for me right here.”

As soon as Ning Fan finished speaking, he left some pills for Su Yan and ascended to the fifth floor on his own.

“A time cultivation magic treasure? Just a while ago, I heard that King Lan Ling had a clash with the Ghost Eye Clan. The clan lost their devil slate, the devil concubine, countless immortal jade and spiritual medicine whereas King Lan Ling also lost a pagoda with such function. Could this pagoda be the one which King Lan Ling has lost?!”

Su Yan was overwhelmed with surprise. She then continued to surmise inwardly, suspecting whether Ning Fan was the one pulling the strings behind the clash between King Lan Ling and the Ghost Eye Clan?

She had too many things that she wanted to ask Ning Fan. The latter just carried too many mysteries. The more she got closer to him, she harder she found to understand his real thoughts.

Her mind was filled with confusion. Since she had already known out so many of Ning Fan's secrets, it would be difficult for her to draw the line in their relationship.

According to the habits of devil cultivators, once you know their secrets, they would either search your souls and memories to eliminate witnesses or plant a mental seal on you to shut your mouth…

“I wonder how he will deal with me. With the strength and techniques that he has displayed, he could escape from 15 Void Refinement Realm beings with ease. I am certainly not his match… Besides, I owe him a life. Even if he wants to plant a mental seal on him to make me his salve, it's also reasonable… He has been claiming that I am his devil concubine while he is my master. If that's the case, he has already treated me like one of his own from the very beginning…”

“However, I am a dignified leader of a clan. Am I really going to be his devil concubine…? I can't just leave my dignity behind like this…”

Su Yan's thoughts became even more mixed up. She did not like being placed in a position below anyone. Ning Fan, however, seemed like an exception to her.

Too many things happened today and they made her mind and emotions unsettled.

When she thought of Ning Fan whose condition was extremely unstable after triggering the abnormal phenomenon, she felt somewhat worried about him.

“Whether or not the rebel will be suppressed in the future and whether or not I can get my revenge when I get out of this broken world, I no longer have the willingness to sacrifice everything just to protect the Mist Horn Clan.”

“When I was giving my all to the clan, what I received was the betrayal of my own people. When I was on the verge of dying, it was him who saved my life… If he could get through this difficult time safely, so what if I forget about my prestige and become his devil concubine? Hopefully he will be fine.”

On the seventh floor of the dark golden pagoda, the time was 128 times slower than the time in the outer world.

Ning Fan's devil marks were close to achieving the advancement. As his body continued to assimilate the fourth devil qi bit by bit, qualitative changes began to appear on the devil marks.

A rush of massive aura force rose within his body but it was still faintly discernible.

The Mo Luo Blood inside his dantian was boiling.

“I want to attain the Golden Body Refining Realm!” Ning Fan's eyes flashed with determination and his presence gave off an indomitable spirit as if once he had made a decision, he would never turn back!

Meanwhile, in the Devil World, the strongest world of the Nine Worlds, a grand event was being conducted in the Ghost Palace.

The Rain World had one sovereign while the Sword World had three sovereigns. The Devil World, on the other hand, had nine sovereigns in total. In the Devil Sovereign, other than the nine great devil sovereigns, there were nine great devil palaces which was similar to the Rain Palace. However, the forces of each of the palaces was not something the Rain Palace could compare.

The Ghost Palace was one of them whereas the Ghost Sovereign was one of the nine sovereigns of the Devil World.

A grand event was being held in the Extreme Ghost Country where the Ghost Palace was situated. All of the prodigies and outstanding talent in the Devil World were attempting to awaken their ancient devil bloodlines in that country.

The organizer of the event was the Ghost Sovereign but the other eight devil sovereigns also came to spectate the grand event in the Ghost Palace. Moksha Sovereign was one of them.

Apart from the nine devil sovereigns, countless forces in the Devil World had also sent their members to participate in this event, trying to recruit some outstanding devil cultivators.

The purpose of this grand event was to discover devil cultivators whose devil blood were above the incomplete grade.

The ancient devil cultivation system had already disappeared for a long time. The devil race was different from the demon race. There wasn't any tribes or ethics which tried to maintain their tradition strictly. Thus, devil bloodlines were extremely difficult to be passed down.

But in the long course of history, a few outstanding beings would appear occasionally and awaken their incomplete ancient devil bloodlines by accident. Some of them might even attain the true ancient devil bloodlines.

Ancient devil bloodlines were divided into five different levels, just like the demon bloodlines. The ones with common bloodlines were called Mortal Devil. Those with incomplete bloodlines were called Profound Devil. Those with true bloodlines were deemed as True Devils. As for those who possessed royal bloodlines, they were titled as King Devils while the ones with ancestral bloodlines were regarded as Ancestral Devils.

Strictly speaking, all of the devil cultivators who practiced the Devil Dao and devil cultivation methods would have common devil bloodlines which were also known as Mortal Devil Grade bloodlines.

Those prodigious devil cultivators who managed to awaken the incomplete grade devil bloodlines in a grand event like this would be recruited by the massive forces. Some of the forces would even fight over the new recruits.

If someone awakens the true grade devil bloodlines, they would be accepted as disciples by the nine great devil sovereigns who would impart their lifetime's knowledge to them.

It was because the nine great devil sovereigns including Moksha Sovereign were devil cultivators who had achieved true devil bloodlines!

Moksha Sovereign, in particular, had the highest potential in his devil bloodlines. He was the only devil cultivator in the mortal world whose bloodlines were the closest to the royal grade. The reason behind his achievements was all because many great devil lords form the upper world had a liking fo rhim.

In the demon race, cultivators with true demon bloodlines might not be rare to find. However, in the devil race which had lost the 'blood', each possessor of the true devil bloodlines were beings who would be famous far and wide in the future.

In the Devil World of mortal world, the probability of having a devil cultivator with incomplete grade devil bloodlines was roughly one in a million.

As for the true grade devil bloodlines, only one individual among one million devil cultivators with incomplete grade bloodlines would be blessed with the opportunity.

In the Nine Great Ancient Devil Pool, the Devil World of the upper world, devil cultivators with true devil bloodlines were also as rare as the feather of a phoenix. As for those who possessed royal grade bloodlines, they would certainly become terrifying devil lords whose name would shake the Four Heavens after experiencing tens of thousands of years of cultivation!

To the Devil World of the mortal world, royal grade bloodlines was an unreachable dream.

It was already fortunate enough to the nine devil sovereigns for having a disciple with true devil bloodlines to accept. A disciple like that would definitely worth them giving their all to raise and teach.

Moreover, it was also a wonderful matter to recruit devil cultivators with incomplete grade bloodlines as they would be the fresh blood for each of the sovereign's force.

“Hehe. The 'Blood Ceremony' is only held once in a hundred years. I wonder if we can discover a few devil cultivators with true bloodlines this time. It really excites me.” A devil sovereign exuding immense ghost qi smiled evilly. He was none other than the organizer of the Blood Ceremony this time, the Ghost Sovereign.

“A few of them? Ghost Sovereign really likes to joke. We are in the mortal world, not the Devil Pond of the Upper World. We don't have such a deep background like them. It's already extremely hard to come by to have one cultivator with true bloodlines in one hundred years.” Another devil sovereign who was clad in blood-red armors shook his head disapprovingly. He was also one of the nine sovereigns with the title “Blood Sovereign'.

“…” Moksha Sovereign closed his eyes without speaking a single word from the beginning until now. The injuries he was inflicted with in the past had already healed completely. Besides, with the help of his Nirvana Devil Veins, his cultivation level had progressed quite a lot due to those injuries.

He was not the strongest being among the nine sovereigns but he was the one with the highest potentital.

He had his own pride. He had already forgotten about the insignificant young man who defied him in the Seven Apricot City last time. He was disdainful to even pay attention to that man as the latter was nothing to him.

The only thing that he still remembered up until today was the sword sheath that the young man held that day. Just a trace of ancient sword qi was actually able to injure him. The sword qi had a significant origin. After investigating about it, Moksha Sovereign ascertained that it was a sword qi left by the Sword Ancestor of the Sword World.

What a terrifying being the Sword Ancestor was. Just a sword qi that he left behind casually carried the destructive power comparable to that of an attack from Moksha Sovereign. It fell in Ning Fan's hands at that time and displayed a heaven-defying might against him.

Moksha Emperor could not imagine why a Harmonious Spirit Realm young man like Ning Fan would be able to possess such precious sword qi to protect himself.

Who gave that sword qi to Ning Fan? It could not be Old Devil. Old Devil's storage pouch was lost in the Upper World a long time ago. He never brought any magic treasure down from the Upper World.

Could it be the members of the Sword World who gave it to him? But even the three sovereigns of the Sword World would certainly regard this sword qi as a supreme treasure. It was impossible for them to give it to him.

This question had been troubling Moksha Sovereign for countless years. The reason why he did not finish off Old Devil and Ning Fan during that day was not just because of the orders from the White Devil Sect to spare Old Devil but also the fear for the person who gave that sword sheath to Ning Fan.

However, Moksha Sovereign would never be able to imagine even in his dreams that the sword sheath was actually something that the Little Demoness from the Godly Void Pavilion gave Ning Fan 'on purpose'. With the background and resources of her Godly Void Pavilion, it was not very difficult for her to get this kind of precious sword qi.

Moksha Sovereign had no idea about it and neither Ning Fan was aware of it. As a matter of fact, she did it out of kindness. She had already foreseen that Moksha Sovereign would find them after Old Devil had healed his injuries. Thus, she borrowed Ning Fan's hands to use an ancient sword qi to deter the Moksha Sovereign.

Well, the Moksha Sovereign had already thrown that past incident out of his mind.

At the present time, he just focused on achieving the Sixth Heavenly Layer of Void Fragmentation Realm as soon as possible and he was not concerned in anything else, including this so-called Blood Ceremony.

There were nine gigantic devil statues standing on the center of the venue. All of them were worshipped by countless devil cultivators. They were statues of the nine great devil ancestors based on the ancient rumors and they were used for awakening the ancient devil bloodlines of the devil cultivators.

All of a sudden, the nine devil statues trembled lightly. They all temporarily lost the ability to awaken one's devil bloodlines.

As for the vast heavens above the Extreme Ghost Country, they began to crack into pieces and thick black fluid which looked like black blood flowed out from those cracks.

In an instant, countless devil cultivators were shocked. The entire Blood Ceremony was forced to discontinue.

Countless Gold Core Realm and Nascent Soul Realm cultivators gazed into the sky confusedly. They did not understand what was happening.

Countless Divine Transformation Realm and Void Refinement Realm old monsters, on the other hand, were too startled to even say a word when they raised their heads and looked at the bleeding cracked skies as they had a brief understanding about the phenomenon.

The nine great devil sovereigns rose to their feet in surprise. Even the Moksha Sovereign's eyes were widened in shock. Disbelief filled their eyes as they stared at the abnormal phenomenon in the sky.

“Devil blood dyed the blue sky!”

There was no way the Moksha Sovereign would not be startled. The abnormal phenomenon of devil blood dying the blue sky rarely occurred. In the history of the devil race, every time this phenomenon appeared, something extremely great and serious must have happened.

When this phenomenon occurred before the nine great devil ancestral statues of the mortal world, there was another meaning to it… Only important individuals like the nine sovereigns knew what it meant.

Somewhere in the Nine Worlds of the mortal world, a devil cultivator was about to awaken his royal grade devil bloodlines!

“Impossible! How could there be a King Devil being born in this lowly mortal world?! How could it be possible?!” The Blood Sovereign found it extremely shocking and incomprehensible.

“Who's it?! I must find that person. I must keep him as my disciple!” The Ghost Sovereign was overwhelmed with excitement.

Everyone was guessing who that person was and which world he belonged to. They were eager to know whether he would succeed or fail in his attempt to awaken the royal bloodlines.

At this moment, a gigantic shadow of a white-robed young man suddenly appeared amidst the abnormal phenomenon in the skies.

It just showed the back of the young man and his appearance was indiscernible.

That shadow had filled countless devil cultivators with disappointment as they could not identify who he was.

To Moksha Sovereign, however, it gave him an eerie sense of familiarity, as if he had met him somewhere before.

At that moment, a feeling of uneasiness rose within his heart. Throughout the innumerable years he spent in cultivating his Dao of Devil, he rarely had such feeling.

No, he did not have the intention to find that young man and make him his disciple.

In his mind, there was only feelings of discomfort that grew more and more intense.

“Who is this man…?! I must have met him somewhere in the past!”

Inadvertently, memories of a trivial matter suddenly flashed across his mind.

It was about punishing a bunch of ants in the Seven Apricot City. Among those insignificant ants, there seemed to be a young man whose back resembled this white-robed young man.

“No. It can't be him. I don't even bother to remember the name of a lowly creature like that…”

Moksha Sovereign smirked disdainfully and went back to his seat. He shut his eyes to refresh his mind.

That lowly ant in Moksha Sovereign's mind was just a Harmonious Spirit Realm junior. If it wasn't for his ancient sword qi, Moksha Sovereign would disdain to even keep the slightest trace of memory of him.

“Everyone below the Void Fragmentation Realm are mere ants. That Harmonious Spirit Realm junior won't be able to touch the lower hem of my clothes for his entire life. He is nothing! Besides, the appearance of this abnormal phenomenon just indicates that there might be the birth of a King Devil among the Nine Worlds. That person might not necessarily succeed. Devil cultivators with royal bloodlines are extremely rare beings. How would they even be born in the Nine Worlds of the mortal world at the first place?”

Just as Sovereign Moksha was muttered to himself, the phenomenon in the skies became more intense. It signaled that the devil cultivators who was in the midst of awakening his royal bloodlines was already close to succeeding.

Moksha Sovereign's eyes turned gloomy. He was the sovereign with the strongest devil bloodlines in the mortal world.

If someone in the mortal world achieves the royal bloodlines, wouldn't it mean that that person surpasses him in terms of the strength of their devil bloodlines?

“It's certainly impossible for that man to succeed!”

Moksha Sovereign's face was ghastly pale. He did not allow his status of being the person with the strongest bloodlines to be wavered!

*Bang*

Below the skies, the phenomenon was getting fiercer. All of the black blood which flowed out from the cracks on the skies went into the shadow of the white-robed young man, greatly boosting his aura force. The devil might he exuded was frighteningly massive.

Countless devil cultivators could feel a strong pressure from his bloodlines.

Even the nine sovereigns of the Devil World felt that their bloodlines were a grade lower than the young man in the shadow.

Then, a black ray shot out from the body of the white-robed young man. At the next moment, it caused the entire Devil World to shake!

Old chanting voices of the devil scripture resounded across the skies.

At this moment, countless devil cultivators cried out in excitement.

“It's the royal bloodlines! This man has successfully attained the royal bloodlines!”

*Peng*

Moksha Sovereign slammed the jade table beside him to besides and stood up in disbelief. Jealousy and discontentment pervaded his heart.

There was actually someone in the Nine Worlds of the mortal world whose devil bloodlines potential surpassed his.

How is this possible? HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE?!

“This man is definitely not a devil cultivator of the mortal world. He must be a devil lord form the upper world who has descended to the mortal world to awaken his bloodlines. Yes, that must be it!”

“I don't believe that there is someone in the mortal world who has a greater potential than me in devil bloodlines!”

Ning Fan had no idea that the phenomenon he triggered had spread in the Devil World, causing strong discontentment in Moksha Sovereign.

The current him was gradually digesting the fourth devil qi.

His whole body was covered in golden light and he could attempt to break through to the Golden Body Refining Realm anytime from now.

The devil marks on his back had completely advanced into the Marshal Rank and they possessed four different symbols which were a giant devil, six wings, mist horn and ghost eye respectively.

His devil marks were officially a Marshal Rank Devil Mark called Mo Luo Devil Marks!

At the moment his devil marks advanced into the Marshal Rank, he felt that his bloodlines were burning hot and the level of his bloodlines also advanced to the fourth level. He was now a King Devil with royal grade devil bloodlines!

However, he was completely unaware of the commotion he had caused for attaining the royal bloodlines of the devil race and become a King Devil.

He placed all of his attention in breaking through to the Golden Body Refining Realm. He knew that just having the Mo Luo Devil Marks was not enough. The devil marks and the art of engraving devil marks were only imitating the Ancient Devil Ancestral Talisman after all.

Even though there were devil cultivators with incomplete grade bloodlines or true grade bloodlines occasionally appearing in the current era, none of them deserved to be regarded as an ancient devil because they did not possess the devil talisman!

As for the ancestral talisman, it was a devil talisman that stood above countless devil talismans!

“Before attaining the Golden Body Refining Realm, I must cultivate my Mo Luo Devil Marks into the Mo Luo Ancestral Talisman using the Ancestral Talisman Blood Refinement Technique! I shall use power of the ancestral talisman to assimilate the Mo Luo Blood. I shall use countless pills and heavenly and earthly treasures to pave the great path to the Golden Body Realm!”

“In addition, I not only want to achieve the Golden Body Refining Realm this time but also step into the cultivation path of the ancient devil using the power of the ancestral talisman and become an ancient devil!”

“Since I, Ning Fan, has chosen the Dao of Devil, I shall then strive to become the strongest devil beneath the heavens!”

“There will be no devils existing before me and neither will there be devils being born after me!”

“If I want the devils to perish, there shall be none in the heavens! If I want the devils to exist, the heavens must allow their existence!”

“Refine!”

Ning Fan suddenly made a different hand seal while murmuring the devil scripture on the four devil slates.

The four symbols of the devil marks on his back seemed to have come alive suddenly and began moving on his body.

A hole opened up in his chest. The wound looked dismay but there wasn't any fresh blood flowing out from it.

The hole then grew larger and larger, as if it was going to completely tear Ning Fan apart!

A strong sensation of hunger and thirst washed over him, turning his eyes blood-red. What he was thirsting was not water but blood.

“Blood! As an ancient devil, only 'blood' can fill up the hole in my physical body and retrieve the lost glory of my devil race!”

“I need blood! Give me… BLOOD!”

Ning Fan's eyes were bloodshot. At the moment he uttered those words, the abnormal phenomenon in the sky became unprecedentedly intense.

Countless black blood flowed out from the skies, turning into devil qi that went into Ning Fan's body. That scene was particularly bizarre.

A mysterious dark golden rune formed into a large vortex on the center of his right palm. As it continued to condense, the power fluctuations that it released became greater…

It's the talisman of Ancestral Devils!

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