Chapter 562: Chapter on the Chaotic Capital, Prologue

On the military road, the sound of hooves thundered ahead. A group of a dozen warhorses charged toward them. At the front were two riders. One of them wore cyan Armor, his purple hair fluttering to reveal an eerie, demonic face. His appearance was extremely handsome, almost demonic!

However, there was a raised scar on his right cheek that completely ruined his overall appearance.

The handsomeness vanished, replaced by an aura of evil and ferocity.

Sitting on the warhorse beside him was a person with a gaunt face and a slightly pale complexion, but his gaze was like a torch. He spotted Wang Lin galloping toward them at a glance, and a strange glint flashed through his eyes.

Neither group slowed down, charging toward each other like two Yao Beasts, colliding head-on without mercy.

The eerie man with the scar stared fixedly at Mo Lihai. In his eyes, nothing else existed; there was only Mo Lihai.

At this moment, the ground seemed to tremble as the two sides drew closer and closer.

Just as they were about to collide, Mo Lihai laughed aloud. While on horseback, he clenched his right fist and threw a punch directly. This punch sounded like the roaring of wind and felt like the collapse of the Void Realm as it surged toward the eerie man.

Before the punch even arrived, popping sounds rang out, and the Fist Intent tore through the air!

The eerie man's expression remained unchanged. He raised his right hand, tapping forward with his index finger, then switched to his middle finger. His speed was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, he had tapped with all five fingers. Immediately after, he pressed his five fingers together into a cone shape and tapped forward once more!

A muffled thud suddenly erupted between the two.

A ripple spread out between them, echoing in the surroundings. It expanded to three zhang before dissipating outside the military road, without damaging any buildings.

Both of them controlled their power extremely well, minimizing the collateral damage!

The eerie man swayed, and his warhorse let out a mournful cry as its four legs instantly shattered. Its body exploded into flesh and blood with a bang. The eerie man used the momentum to retreat three steps, and with each step he took, the entire ground seemed to shake!

"Ten-Collapse Fist Intent!" he stared at Mo Lihai and said in a deep voice.

Mo Lihai's body also jolted, and he retreated several steps with his warhorse. Wang Lin's eyes flashed. He raised his right hand and tapped into the Void Realm toward Mo Lihai. With this tap, he skillfully helped Mo Lihai dissipate much of the opponent's force.

Mo Lihai took a deep breath and steadied himself. His warhorse was completely unharmed, and the difference between him and his opponent was immediately clear!

"Six-Finger Demonic Sword! Nothing special!" Mo Lihai laughed.

The eerie young man moved his cold gaze away from Mo Lihai and landed it on Wang Lin. He said in a deep voice, "Outsider, what is your name!"

Wang Lin glanced at the man but did not speak.

The eerie young man frowned. At this moment, the gaunt man beside him said softly, "His name is Wang Lin!"

Mo Lihai's gaze sharpened as he looked at Wang Lin and the gaunt man.

"Oh? You know each other?" the eerie young man asked.

"He is my Junior Brother from the same lineage!" the gaunt man said slowly, looking at Wang Lin.

"Long time no see, Senior Brother Sun Tao. You have suffered such heavy injuries; it seems you will need to go into seclusion for several years to recover!" Wang Lin said in a deep voice, his tone flat, revealing neither joy nor anger. The moment he saw Sun Tao, he could tell at a glance that the other party had injuries inside his body. These injuries were extremely severe, even affecting his Primordial Spirit. Although they were forcibly suppressed, his cultivation had dropped from the Soul Transformation Middle Stage all the way down to the Nascent Soul Transformation Perfection!

Sun Tao looked deeply at Wang Lin, his inner shock gradually subsiding. The moment he had seen Wang Lin earlier, he had naturally discovered that his cultivation had actually jumped two levels from the Nascent Soul Transformation Middle Stage, reaching the Perfection Realm.

"Junior Brother Wang Lin, it seems you have found another Opportunity! However, in this Tianyao City, you must be careful of the people from the Great Luo Sword Sect. My injuries were bestowed by them!" Sun Tao said slowly, his tone carrying a trace of hidden anger. This anger was not directed at Wang Lin, but at the Great Luo Sword Sect.

Wang Lin was silent. After a short while, he slapped his Storage Pouch, and a bottle of Medicinal Pill appeared in his hand. Although this Medicinal Pill was not of great use to Sun Tao, it represented Wang Lin's goodwill. He tossed it with his right hand without saying a word and rode forward.

Mo Lihai looked at the two with deep meaning, then led his soldiers past the eerie man, caught up with Wang Lin, and the group departed into the distance.

The eerie young man coldly swept a glance at the backs of Mo Lihai and the others, then turned back and said, "What do you think of this person?"

Sun Tao put away the Medicinal Pill and pondered for a moment before saying, "If I were not injured, I could kill him!"

"Do not underestimate him. This Mo Lihai has three Divine Ability forms. The Ten-Collapse Fist Intent is the first, and Hundred Waves of the Demon Sea is the second. The final form is personally taught by the Demon Emperor and is extremely powerful!" The eerie young man sighed and said, "If you were not injured, then I would have absolute certainty in this competition for the Demon General position!"

Sun Tao was silent, then said after a moment, "If there are enough Materials, I can refine a furnace of Heaven Origin Pills, which can restore my cultivation to the Soul Transformation Early Stage in a short time!"

The eerie young man nodded and said, "Do not worry about the Materials; I have already sent people to collect them!" He changed the subject and added, "What about your Junior Brother? How is he?"

Sun Tao's eyes revealed a complex expression. He sighed softly and said, "Strong! Very strong! Even if his cultivation were not at the Nascent Soul Transformation Perfection, even if it were only at the Middle Stage, do not provoke him lightly!"

The eerie young man's gaze sharpened. He had known Sun Tao for a long time, but this was the first time he had heard such an evaluation of a person from Sun Tao's mouth, expressed in this way!

On the military road, Mo Lihai glanced at Wang Lin beside him and smiled, "Thanks to Junior Brother Wang for your help just now; otherwise, my warhorse would likely have turned into a pool of blood and flesh."

"It is a small matter, Brother Mo, not worth mentioning," Wang Lin shook his head and said.

"The person from just now is named Shi Xiao. His Divine Ability, the Six-Finger Sword Art, is unfathomably powerful! With your Senior Brother's help, he will be one of my formidable rivals this time!" Mo Lihai said slowly.

The group galloped along the military road. After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they stopped outside a residence. This place was not large, but it had a complete courtyard, with rockeries and quiet waters inside, making it quite elegant.

The place where Wang Lin was to reside was in the South Pavilion, just past a patch of rockeries.

Mo Lihai arranged two soldiers for Wang Lin and then left to meet the Demon Emperor in the Imperial Capital to report on his duties. Before leaving, he spoke with Wang Lin, promising to welcome him with wine upon his return.

Inside the room, Wang Lin sat cross-legged. This trip to the capital, besides his agreement with Mo Lihai, was also for the position of Demon General. This place was the capital city of the entire Tianyao County, and experts were as numerous as clouds. Only by standing out among these people could he catch the Demon Emperor's attention. In this way, obtaining the position of Demon General would be much easier.

"Sun Tao's cultivation was at the Soul Transformation Middle Stage, yet he was injured by someone and dropped to the Nascent Soul Transformation Perfection. He once said it was the people from the Great Luo Sword Sect. There are more than ten people from the Great Luo Sword Sect who entered the Demon Spirit Land. Unless these people joined forces, they should not be able to inflict such injuries on Sun Tao alone…"

After pondering for a long time, Wang Lin took a deep breath. The reason he gave Sun Tao the Medicinal Pill just now was mainly to convey goodwill. In this Tianyao City, although he and Sun Tao had some friction, they were still of the same sect. Facing the Great Luo Sword Sect, they could not fight among themselves.

After thinking for a long time, Wang Lin closed his eyes and began to breathe and meditate.

At dusk, Mo Lihai returned with hidden joy in his eyes. He drank and chatted with Wang Lin. When the two discussed Divine Ability techniques, Mo Lihai told him about the Divine Abilities of several Demon Generals in Tianyao County who were similar in strength to him.

Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, Wang Lin had already lived in the Mo residence for four days. During these four days, he was almost completely immersed in Cultivate, breathing in Demonic Power and converting it into Immortal Power to consolidate his foundation and nourish his origin.

Wang Lin did not ask about the date of the Demon General battle. He understood that when he was needed to act, Mo Lihai would naturally say so. Therefore, Wang Lin was not anxious. Every day, besides Cultivate, he would ponder amidst the rockeries in the courtyard. What he was pondering was the Slaughter Immortal Technique. After experiencing the slaughter in the Ancient Demon City, Wang Lin's understanding of this Immortal Technique had become even more profound.

He had spent the three months in the valley of the Soul Refining tribe the same way; every day, besides Cultivate, he would ponder the Slaughter Immortal Technique.

For him, it was just a change of location, which would not affect his state of mind.

Wang Lin's composure made the two soldiers responsible for his daily life take note, and they gradually began to admire him. In their view, for someone whose cultivation had reached Wang Lin's level to still be so persistent in Cultivate, he would definitely become one of the Demon Generals in the future.

Mo Lihai was extremely busy during this period. He left early and returned late almost every day to visit various Demon Marshals and Vice Marshals. In addition, he had to communicate with some friendly Demon Generals to exchange information.

He could feel that the entire Tianyao City was currently gathering storm clouds, shrouded in a dull oppression. All this oppression would erupt at the moment of the Demon General battle!

Wang Lin lived quietly in the Mo residence. Four days later, he no longer Cultivate but sat cross-legged in the courtyard, his hands making Hand Seals in rapid changes. Within each change, the imprint of the Slaughter Immortal Technique was contained.

Wang Lin sat like this for another seven days!

Initially, the two soldiers responsible for his daily life stood calmly nearby to watch. But as they watched, a wave of slaughter qi began to grow wildly in their hearts. Their minds were violently shaken, and as if they were out of control, their eyes turned red, revealing thick killing intent, but their consciousness had already dissipated.

Just when this slaughter qi reached its limit and the two were about to explode, Wang Lin opened his eyes while meditating. His eyes were clear.

The two soldiers made contact with Wang Lin's gaze, and it was like cold water being poured over their heads. They immediately woke up. Although that was the case, more than half of the Demonic Power in their bodies had disappeared. In terror, the two retreated far away and never dared to watch Wang Lin Cultivate again.

"The Slaughter Immortal Technique takes slaughter and transforms it into life force, fusing it into an imprint. Up to now, the number of living beings I have killed is not small, but why is this slaughter qi not much… There must be a reason for this!" Wang Lin's eyes showed deep thought as he carefully recalled every scene of successful refinement after learning the Slaughter Immortal Technique.