"This is what you wanted."
Ever since entering the palace, Ye Lin had already sensed Hong Batian's arrival. He took out the blood from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar. The instant the blood appeared, the temperature throughout the grand hall rose by dozens of degrees.
Even space warped slightly. Had Ye Lin not forcibly suppressed it, that temperature alone could have set the entire hall ablaze.
"That's it."
As Hong Batian stared at the drop of blood, his eyes brimmed with greed. If he devoured it, he would surely obtain no small fortune.
"I'll take it."
After saying that, Hong Batian swallowed the blood in one gulp. Instantly, his face flushed crimson, and his eyes turned incomparably scarlet.
Without hesitation, Hong Batian tore through space and vanished.
He did not thank Ye Lin. They had always been master and servant; there was no distinction between yours and mine.
Once Hong Batian left, Ye Lin immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and began purging the evil thoughts contaminating his divine soul.
If these evil thoughts were not removed, they would inevitably bring about a great calamity in the future.
Black aura coiled around Ye Lin's entire body. Even the golden radiance of the Unrivaled Sacred Body was suppressed, while Ye Lin's face twisted in extreme pain. This was the backlash brought by the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art.
Power was not so easily obtained.
Within Ye Lin's meridians, streams of black qi rampaged everywhere, destroying every intact part of his body.
Countless evil thoughts continuously battered Ye Lin's mind. The moment his divine soul lost its guard, he would immediately fall into a state of cultivation deviation and completely lose his sanity.
Then he would become a monster that knew only slaughter, before being jointly slain by a group of hypocrites calling themselves righteous