Resurrecting an Evil God? Don't Die!

"Killed a Third Order Cultivator: Origin +2000."

"Origin:"

"Upgradeable martial arts: Phoenix Undying Body, First Stage (2/9)"

"Now that's satisfying!"

Looking at the system panel, Lin Chen smiled and chose to strengthen himself. The Blood Qi True Flame inside him swelled again, and his physical attributes improved along with it.

Feeling the Blood Qi True Flame in his dantian, Lin Chen raised an eyebrow and wondered silently, Am I Fourth Order or Fifth Order now?

He could clearly feel that his strength had improved by more than a notch, but without a specific point of reference, Lin Chen had no idea whether he was now a Fourth Order Cultivator or a Fifth Order Cultivator.

Looking at the barrier before him, Lin Chen raised an eyebrow. "The barrier's still here, so that guy didn't set it up?"

Lin Chen once again urged the Blood Qi True Flame and punched the barrier in front of him. But then, something unexpected happened: his fist passed straight through it.

"This..."

Lin Chen was taken aback. "You can go in, but you can't get out?"

The barrier couldn't be an illusion. If entering was no problem, then leaving was probably what it prevented!

Whoosh~

Lin Chen didn't hesitate. He moved and charged straight into the barrier. As soon as he entered, the sounds of fierce fighting came from the distance, and the air was thick with the stench of blood.

Lin Chen headed toward the sounds of battle. Before he had gone far, a corpse on the ground caught his eye. It was an old farmer, with a clear blade wound piercing his chest.

Lin Chen felt a lump in his throat. A fierce killing intent burst from him. "Damn it! If I don't wipe out these Fusang Ghosts, I won't be able to rest easy!"

Whoosh~

Lin Chen pushed off the ground and sped toward the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, he reached its outskirts. Outside an ancient Ancestral Hall, several cultivators were locked in a chaotic fight.

The group defending the Ancestral Hall was clearly outnumbered and had already fallen into a disadvantage.

The middle-aged Man leading the defenders spotted Lin Chen and hurriedly called out, "Get out of here! The Fusang Cultivators have set up a Grand Array here. They want to sacrifice us, flesh and blood, to resurrect their Evil God!"

Sacrifice? Resurrect? Evil God?

Lin Chen was taken aback, then his face lit up with delight. An Evil God? That sounded like a real jackpot!

"Great Xia man, I never expected you to stumble your way in here by accident. But since you're here, you may as well stay!" The Fusang Cultivator leading them sneered.

Lin Chen looked at the six Fusang Cultivators and said slowly, "Could it be that I've already taken care of everyone outside?"

"Impossible! Murakami is a Third Order Onmyoji, and he had Lady Snow Woman helping him. How could you possibly stand against them?" The leading Fusang Cultivator sneered.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, understanding dawning on his face. "So that guy's name was Murakami? Does that mean his mother got pregnant with him at the village entrance?"

Who was this guy? How could he be so sharp-tongued?

The corners of the Demon Suppression Division members' mouths twitched. They'd had the same suspicion, but unlike Lin Chen, they wouldn't insult someone without even using a dirty word.

"How dare you insult Murakami! Kill him!" the leading Fusang Cultivator roared furiously.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two figures darted forward, swinging their long blades as they attacked Lin Chen.

"So eager to die? I'll grant your wish!"

Lin Chen met them with his fists. This time, he didn't activate the Blood Qi True Flame. One punch struck one of the figures in the chest, piercing straight through his body.

Oh no!

The other cultivator's face changed drastically. But in the next moment, a palm came down on his head. With a bang, his head was smashed right into his chest, and he crumpled to the ground, twitching.

"What vicious methods!"

A flicker of surprise crossed the faces of the Demon Suppression Division members.

"What?"

The leading Fusang Cultivator was stunned. Two Second Order Cultivators had been killed by Lin Chen in a single exchange? Had Lin Chen really not stumbled in by accident, but killed Murakami and the others to get through the barrier?

"Inoue!"

At the Fusang Cultivator's furious shout, dozens of strange insects instantly swarmed toward Lin Chen.

Seeing this, a cultivator from the Demon Suppression Division hurriedly warned him, "Watch out! Those are Corpse Eating Worms. They're highly poisonous!"

At that, Lin Chen immediately activated the Blood Qi True Flame to cover his entire body and began throwing punches. Every Corpse Eating Worm that attacked him turned to ash—not one was spared!

"Killed a Corpse Eating Worm: Origin +50."

"What cheapskates!"

Lin Chen's face darkened at the kill notification. More than twenty Corpse Eating Worms had given him only 1,200 Origin in total!

"How could this be?"

The Fusang Cultivators' faces changed drastically. They hadn't expected the Corpse Eating Worms to kill Lin Chen; they only wanted to wound him and poison him, greatly reducing his strength.

They hadn't expected the Corpse Eating Worms to be killed by Lin Chen's Blood Qi True Flame before they could even touch him. His strength was far beyond what they'd anticipated.

"Got any more?" Lin Chen looked at Inoue and encouraged him with a grin. "Keep releasing them. Maybe if there are enough, I'll finally buckle."

Like hell I will!

Inoue's face turned livid. Corpse Eating Worms weren't cabbages. They'd already used up some attacking the Demon Suppression Division members, and then they'd sent the rest after Lin Chen. In the blink of an eye, he'd wiped them all out.

"That's all you've got? Then it's your turn!" Lin Chen moved and charged straight at the Fusang Cultivators.

The Demon Suppression Division members also snapped out of it and immediately charged at the Fusang Cultivators.

"Damn it, they're stealing my kills again!" Seeing the Demon Suppression Division members join in, Lin Chen's expression changed, and he sped up. There was no way he'd let anyone snatch the Origin he'd nearly gotten his hands on.

The leading Fusang Cultivator's face changed. He roared, "Stop them!"

At Inoue's words, the three men didn't dare hesitate. They immediately attacked Lin Chen and the Demon Suppression Division members. The Demon Suppression Division members weren't slow, but they were injured; there was no way they could keep up with Lin Chen going all out.

Bang! Bang!

Lin Chen swung his fists. Each punch sent flesh and blood flying. After three punches, Inoue and the other two were already dead on the spot!

"I'll take care of the last one!" Lin Chen said to the Demon Suppression Division members.

At his words, the Demon Suppression Division members immediately stopped, though something still felt off.

Was the problem really that there was one left?

Lin Chen had dealt with every single Fusang Cultivator. The rest of them had been reduced to spectators!

"Great Xia man, you're strong, but all of you are going to die!" The Fusang Cultivator laughed, then plunged a short blade into his abdomen and slashed hard. Scarlet blood sprayed everywhere.

"Holy crap... don't die!"

Lin Chen was horrified. This guy was at least a Third Order Cultivator. If he died like this, how much Origin would Lin Chen lose?

Whoosh~

Lin Chen darted forward, his fist wreathed in Blood Qi True Flame, and struck the man's head. With a bang, the man's head exploded. Wrapped in the Blood Qi True Flame, it turned to ash.

"Killed a Third Order Cultivator: Origin +2000."

"Origin:"

Looking at the system notification, Lin Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. Good thing he'd acted in time. Otherwise, if the guy had died by suicide, Lin Chen's Origin would have been stuck at 9,500—neither here nor there!