Chapter 502: The Formation of the God of Slaughter Begins

Fan Shanmeng cautiously surveyed her surroundings. The cave dwelling was simply furnished; apart from a stone bed, a stone table, and a few stone chairs, there was nothing else.

Fan Shanmeng took a deep breath and began to tidy up, all the while calculating how to approach Lin Che and how to follow Yan Luan's instructions to 'curse him to death'.

Meanwhile, Lin Che was sitting on the stone bed, his divine sense immersed in his storage ring, taking out the Elder's Jade Slip bestowed by Old Ancestor Qing Niu.

Lin Che could clearly feel that, in addition to the authority to enter and exit restrictions, the jade slip also contained some internal information about the Great Soul Sect, including the duties of sect elders, the general layout of the Soul Hiding Pavilion, and the distribution of forces in Tianniu Continent.

"Three days later… Old Ancestor Qing Niu's gift, the Soul Hiding Pavilion's divine ability…"

Lin Che narrowed his eyes, intending to condense his Origin True Body here!

It was mentioned in the original work that the Origin True Body is an extremely powerful existence, a manifestation of a cultivator's high mastery over Origin power.

Origin is the underlying law and fundamental power that constitutes everything in the universe. The essence of a cultivator's practice is to comprehend, control, and integrate Origin.

Among them, Substantive Origin is the basic law of the material world, and each Substantive Origin can condense an independent True Body.

For example, Wang Lin's Five Elements Origin—Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—each condensed into a True Body. These True Bodies not only possess the ability to control natural elements but can also combine to form the Five Elements True Body, whose power can shake the laws of heaven and earth.

Additionally, Lightning Origin can also form an independent Lightning Origin True Body, capable of releasing destructive lightning power.

Special Origins can also form True Bodies, such as the four Origins of Primordial, Nirvana, Restriction, and Slaughter.

The fusion of God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence) and Nirvana Origin can form a Slaughter Nirvana Clone, which possesses independent consciousness and combat power comparable to Wang Lin's main body, and has turned the tide of battle at critical moments.

The fusion of God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence) and Lightning Origin can give birth to World-Destroying Lightning, which possesses both destructive and annihilating properties. When released, it can trigger a lightning storm of tribulation level, instantly destroying large areas.

The power of the Origin True Body lies in the fact that it not only possesses immense power but can also fight alongside the cultivator's main body, performing the same divine abilities, achieving the goal of one divine ability, double effect.

For example, when Wang Lin fought enemies, his Fire Origin True Body could act in sync with him, enhancing his attack power.

Lin Che, until now, had not condensed an Origin True Body. Now that he had arrived at Xiangang Continent, he was taking the opportunity to condense his Nirvana Origin and God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence).

Lin Che put the Elder's Jade Slip back into his storage ring, and his aura suddenly changed.

The originally peaceful immortal essence completely receded, replaced by an intensely sharp killing intent, freezing the air in the cave dwelling like ten-thousand-year-old ice.

Lin Che sat cross-legged on the stone bed, slowly closing his eyes, his mind sinking into his body, drawing upon the long-dormant power of the God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence).

This God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence) was not gained through natural comprehension, but rather a power of slaughter that he had tempered through countless life-and-death battles, from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Every swing of his sword, every fallen enemy, transformed into nourishment for the Origin. Over time, it had long been condensed into a tangible form.

It was just that previously in the outer starfield, the laws of heaven and earth were different, making it impossible to condense it into a True Body. Now, stepping into Xiangang Continent, where it was more compatible with the operation of Origin power, it was the best time for a breakthrough.

"Om––"

As Lin Che's mind urged it, the killing intent in the cave dwelling grew thicker, as if transforming into tangible sharp blades, cutting through space at will, emitting subtle hisses.

Dust on the stone table was swept up by an invisible force, instantly ground into powder.

Fan Shanmeng, who was tidying the stone chairs, stiffened all over, the rag in her hand clattering to the ground, her face instantly turning ashen.

Fan Shanmeng abruptly turned to look at Lin Che on the stone bed, her eyes filled with unbelievable terror.

As a disciple of the Great Soul Sect, she had not been without seeing killing intent; Elder Yan Luan in the sect was skilled in fire attacks, and her killing intent was fierce.

Even Seven-Colored Immortal Venerable carried the aura of conquest from battling across the world.

But compared to the killing intent Lin Che was currently exuding, those were like fireflies compared to the bright moon!

This killing intent was too terrifying, too pure, without a trace of impurity, as if it had condensed all the ferocity and gore from all ages.

It wasn't directed at any specific person, yet it made Fan Shanmeng feel as if she were in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

All around her, ferocious vengeful spirits shrieked, countless cold weapons were pressed against her neck, and even breathing became incredibly difficult.

"This… what level of killing intent is this, exactly?"

Fan Shanmeng subconsciously took a few steps back, her back hitting the stone wall heavily. The cold rock couldn't dispel the chill in her heart.

She could clearly feel that the power contained within this killing intent was far more terrifying than the pressure of a Kong Jie (Void Tribulation Realm) cultivator. It was an aura that only one who had experienced countless cycles of life and death and slaughtered endless beings could possess.

Fan Shanmeng couldn't help but tremble, an uncontrollable thought surfacing in her mind: How many people had this cultivator, surnamed Wang, killed?

Was it thousands?

Or hundreds of thousands, millions?

Otherwise, how could such a terrifying God of Slaughter Origin (Source/Essence) have been condensed?

In the center of the cave dwelling, the killing intent around Lin Che began to gather, gradually forming a blurry black shadow.

The shadow was initially only about ten feet tall. As killing intent continuously poured in, its size grew larger, eventually transforming into a three-zhang tall phantom of a God of Slaughter.

The phantom wore dark black battle armor, its face obscured by a blood-colored mask, revealing only a pair of crimson eyes, like an Asura from hell.

The phantom held a long sword covered in blood patterns. What dripped from the blade was not fresh blood, but pure killing intent. Each drop that fell corroded a small pit in the ground.

As soon as the God of Slaughter phantom appeared, the killing intent in the cave dwelling surged to its peak.

Fan Shanmeng could no longer hold on, her legs weakened, and she collapsed to the ground, desperately covering her ears, yet she could still hear the wails of countless vengeful spirits echoing in her mind.

Her Seventh Xuanjie cultivation, in the face of this pure power of slaughter, was as fragile as an infant, even her protective spiritual power was suppressed and unable to circulate.

"How… how is this possible…?"

Fan Shanmeng's teeth chattered, her voice so faint it was almost inaudible. At this moment, she finally understood that she was facing no ordinary Kong Jie (Void Tribulation Realm) cultivator.

For Master Yan Luan to ask her to curse this person to death was simply a pipe dream. Forget about scheming against him, if he merely willed it, this killing intent could easily crush her to dust!

This kind of powerful cultivator was completely different from anyone she had ever seen, and the killing intent condensed in the air, even touching a tiny bit of it, made her feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

She even felt a desire to perish here… it was simply horrifying!