Celestial Peak Chapter 85
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Piercing Heaven Academy, Xie Hai was quietly drinking tea. He was thinking of how he should go about with the mission he received from the Clan Head, his father.
He was at peace and was considering making his move on the second day after the tournament. No one chose to enter True Devil Academy, but he still had many obligations to fulfill before he can leave.
Today was the day and he would be heading out as soon as he finished his breakfast. Xie Hai was just about to continue with his beautiful morning when one of his men started running towards his direction seemingly out of breath.
Xie Hai frowned for various reasons like what was the problem and being disturbed on his meal.
"What is the problem!?" He asked, displeasure apparent in his voice.
The men who had just arrived bowed deeply as he attempted to catch his breath before speaking, "Reporting to Young Master Xie Hai, we have received urgent news from the Clan Head. The second Elder who sneaked out of the Manor had entered the True Devil King Palace. "
Xie Hai was seeping his tea as he listened to the report. He choked upon hearing about the news.
"What!? But he explicitly said that only nascent soul cultivators and below can enter the Mini World? How can he enter that place?"
"Reporting to Young Master, the Clan Head said that Second Elder must have broken his Saint Soul a month before this. The Second Elder's cultivation had seen showing signs of decline for the past few weeks."
Xie Hai got up from his chair and disregarded everything. He headed to the Ancient Creed Mountain and she got there while it was still noon. But when she got there, the son was already blotted out and lightning was crackling everywhere.
"What is happening here?"
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Inside the True Devil Palace was the middle-aged man called Master Black. Behind him was his 7 young disciples. Upon entering the True Devil Palace, they met with a myriad of challenges.
Master Black took these challenges head-on in an attempt to get the inheritance of the True Devil King. On the sixth challenge, he was brought to the absolute limit of his current capabilities that he almost died.
It took him days but he was finally standing here where his destiny can be changed. He passed, and now, he was standing in front of an altar where an ancient stone coffin quietly lay.
Master Black weakly got up the altar with the help of his disciple and opened the ancient stone coffin. As soon as he did so, the entire Mini World trembled and the hellish qi surrounding the area became agitated.
Black smoke escaped the ancient stone coffin and a black figure was formed from that smoke. The smoke figure had two majestic horns sticking out of its head and six pairs of wings fully unfurled on its back. An archaic voice echoed in the room.
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"HAHAHA, to think a human will be the one to complete the trial of Holy Race! Those wretched pieces of shits, I'll tear them to pieces if I could!" The smoke figure started cursing with all its might but stopped after letting out a sigh, "But alas, I can never do it with my current state."
The black smoke figure had no clear facial features, but Master Black felt immense pressure from the smoke figure once turned its head. Master Black and his disciples drop on the ground as they prostrated themselves to the devil.
The devil saw and tilted its head to the side, "Who among you tracked down my palace?"
"It was I" Master Black answered but dared not raise his head in fear of offending the ancient devil king.
The devil motioned as if it was scratching its chin. Its smoke-like body floated below in one motion and created a smaller body for it to walk around Master Black. The smoke-like figure observed every bit of information it could get from Master Black.
"So you destroyed your Saint Soul to enter the Mini World? It seems like you were aware of the restriction on getting my inheritance. If we were back in the Hell Realm, I will laugh at you for doing such foolish things.
"But I have taken interest in you after feeling the faint killing intent you have. Raise your head and look at me in the eyes." The smoke figure stopped in front of Master Black and made Master Black raise his head.
Master Black did what he was told and raised his head. To his surprise, he saw the two red dots staring at his eyes as if it was staring directly into his soul. Master Black experienced fright for the second time.
It had been a long time since he saw 'that' man. But the fright that was etched on his soul remained like a stain that cannot be removed. And that feared was reflected together with his fright of the devil in front of him.
"Your fear has been etched in your soul so deeply that it is on par with you fear towards a Devil King. Whoever this man you fear, do you want to take revenge so you can kill him and make him disappear from your heart?"
Master Black's body jolted and the hatred in his heart for 'that' man raged on. The devil saw this and a set of sharp teeth appeared from its smoke-like body, the rage inside this human's heart was perfectly in line with his dao.
"DO YOU WANT TO KILL HIM!!!????"
"YES!"
"DO YOU WANT TO HUMILIATE HIM!!!???"
"YES!"
"DO YOU WANT TO DESTROY HIS SOUL!!!????"
"YESSSSSS!!!!!!"
The hatred inside Master Black's heart rage on and his fear instantly disappeared. The devil that was in front of him rose to the air and shouted!
"Your hatred burns like the raging 'Inferno' of Hell. I, the True Devil King Lie Yan deem you worthy. You discovered the palace and you passed the trials, now, let me bestow upon you a gift."
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True Devil King Lie Yan step forth and turned into a puffed of black smoke and entered Master Black's body. Master Black was startled but True Devil King Lie Yan's voice echoed inside his head.
[You are going to be my incarnation. Let your rage set the world ablaze and kill those you want to kill. However, to gain my inheritance, you must first endure My trial. The trials you have taken are mere locks set up by my enemies. This is my trial, endure and your wish to gain strength will come true.
Endure and your rage will burn away the etched mark that is on your soul. Endure and you will become a True Devil destined to become the king of devils. Endure and I will bless you with my last remaining treasure.]
True Devil Lie Yan's tempting words echoed inside Master Black's head. His hatred burned so much that his body was set ablaze. Slowly, the lingering smoke that remained on the altar surrounded Master Black.
The smoke slowly raised Master Black higher and higher. Master Black raised his head and saw the ceiling about to stop his 'flight'. Instinctively raising his hand and blasting though the old and degraded material the palace was made of. He soon reached the skies of the Mini World.
As soon as Master Black reached the skies, the aura inside him exploded. The smoke that surrounded his body spread and gathered. A pair of wings made from smoke started to form on his back.
The wings were reeking with the aura of Hell and as Master Black slowly accepted the fragment of Lie Yan's soul, he amplified his voice as he announced.
"HEAR ME DENIZENS OF THE RAGING FLAME WORLD!!!"
Everyone from devil cultivators, indigenous spirit beasts, and a white fox staying in a dwelling raised their heads and saw the flying devil above. The spirit beasts of the Raging Flame World beamed as the mark that was hidden in their souls trembled from excitement.
Exempting the white fox, every spirit beasts who saw the devil kneeled on one knee as they all shouted in unison.
"Hail to the Raging Flame Devil King!!!"
"Hail to the Raging Flame Devil King!!!"
"Hail to the Raging Flame Devil King!!!"
They all chanted in unison. Those who were not aware of what was happening became dumbfounded. Was the devil in the sky the owner of this realm? If they base it on the chants of the spirit beasts, then he most likely is.
The devil cultivators took some time before managing to make out the person who was the devil. It was not the Rang Flame Devil King, but Master Black.
They too kneeled in reverence to the great Master Black.
The white fox seemed to have recognized the devil and was startled. She retreated into the dwelling but came back with a look of hesitation plastered on its countenance.
The devil on the sky smiled pleasingly at the spirit beasts below.
"The time has come for the Raging Flame Devil King to rise once again. As per the old contract of your ancestors, now is the time for you to help my successor become a devil that shall succeed me!"
The spirit beasts heard these words and raised their lowered heads. They took one more look to the devil their ancestor once revered and started injuring a part of their bodies and letting their blood flow out their wounds.
The blood of the spirit beasts was ordinary red but was a shining crimson. And as it flowed out, no droplet touched the ground. Almost draining out their blood essences and only keeping a few so they keep their lives.
The spirit beasts lowered their body so they can rest, but kept their eyes up and watched their blood essence float up towards Master Black (Lie Yan).
Opening his mouth, Master Black (Lie Yan) devoured the blood essence of these devil spirit beasts. This was so he can alter the insides of Master Black.
Master Black experienced great pain and the process of his black wings and black wings made from the skin was quick.
"With this, you are now a True Devil that will one become a True Devil King. I shall go and rest, I shall awaken once your cultivation rises to a certain point. I shall open up a path for you to leave this Mini World." Lie Yan opened up a path that led outside.
"Goodnight." Lie Yan fell to sleep inside Master Black.
Without anything to do inside the Mini World, Master Black and his disciple had the devil cultivators under their command go back out and leave. By now, the Clan should have known his actions and it won't be any secret about his movements.
Master Black had his disciples leave the Mini World before him. He turned around to look around the Mini World one last time and mumbled something to himself.
"This world is going to be mine someday." As he was daydreaming. A flash of white light went by him and quickly entered the gate that led outside in a haste.
Master Black was startled but was not able to catch the white figure for he was caught off guard. Feeling disgruntled about the matter, Master Black went out of the Mini World and the moment his foot took a step on the ground beneath Ancient Creed Mountain.
A giant lightning bolt tore through the barrier of the Raging Flame World and the palace came into view and a part of the palace was caught in the sudden descent of the lightning tribulation.
In some corners of Creed City, Bai Xue sighed in relief as she said, "I think Wang Ling's going to die with this tribulation."
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