Chapter 478: Chapter 420: The Sea of Suffering Turns Into a Heavenly Path, Spirit Platform Always Illuminates Ten Thousand Lamps
Boom!
Tianhe was about to flee, but the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Demons blocked his retreat. The Six Palace Demon grabbed him, crushing all his bones due to excessive force.
Immediately, layers of restrictions and Divine Demon Magic sealed his fate. Tianhe had no strength left to resist.
After all, he was only at the Primordial Spirit Early Stage.
If he were slightly stronger, even if he couldn’t win, he wouldn’t have been captured so easily.
At this moment, Song Lin had already reverted to his human form.
Meanwhile, Zhonghuang Zi took the opportunity to seize Ao Qing.
"Tianhe, isn’t it time to end this? Your petty tricks have all been seen through by me."
Song Lin smiled.
Fortunately, there was the Queen Mother of the West’s undying medicine.
The undying medicine’s function is to extend lifespan. In the Kunlun Fairyland, one can consume it endlessly, theoretically achieving immortality.
However, in reality, consuming the undying medicine does not significantly increase lifespan but instead provides an immense amount of Heaven and Earth Essence Qi and latent potential development.
Thus, with the Heaven and Earth Prohibition Formation in place, it causes no disruption or harm.
Tianhe’s expression was desolate. It took him a long time to return to his senses, and he let out a bitter smile:
"I am defeated."
"However, you cannot kill me. You cannot risk such condemnation from the world; otherwise, the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master will not spare you. Of course, I accept defeat gracefully and am willing to serve you as your vassal in the future."
Tianhe swallowed his pride and bowed his head.
The Eight Ghost Kings were crippled, and two Innate Spiritual Treasures damaged. Even with all his previous arrogance, he was no match for the current Donghua Alliance.
Anyone in the Donghua Alliance, like Zhonghuang Zi, could easily suppress him.
Speak of the devil, and the devil arrives. Golden light shimmered in the void, manifesting a golden Mystical Sect gate.
"What? You’re asking me to let you go?"
Song Lin seemed to have heard something inconceivable.
"I’ve expended countless efforts and shed immeasurable blood to capture this old dog."
Song Lin glanced around, pointing at the wounded all around.
"Palace Master, the little loach has been caught."
Zhonghuang Zi approached, dragging the nearly lifeless Ao Qing.
"Do you even realize the trouble you two have caused? Everyone here shares an irreconcilable grudge against you, and you want me to let you go?"
"Hmph, just ordinary mortals. What does it matter if a few of them die? Next year, they’ll grow back again. Kill if you must; why stoop to the level of mortals to insult us?"
Ao Qing snorted coldly.
At this moment, a figure slowly emerged from the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect gate.
Splatter!!
"Ah! How dare you!"
"Heavenly Master, save me!!"
Song Lin thrust his sword through the upper, middle, and lower Dantian of both men.
"No!!"
The voice of the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master echoed from the gate.
"Hahaha! You look down on mortals, do you? Today, let mortals be the ones to end your lives."
Thud!
Song Lin hurled their shattered bodies down from the heavens.
As their bodies fell, the Taoists unleashed various spells to penetrate their forms.
Lightning, flying swords, toxic smoke, venomous insects...
Tianhe’s motionless, mangled body was battered back and forth like a burst drum.
Tens of thousands of cultivators combined to strike at the two of them.
When their bodies finally touched the ground, bold mortals swarmed in. In mere moments, not even a fragment of their corpses remained.
The high-ranking onlookers observing this scene from the void were left stunned.
Partly by Song Lin’s merciless vengeance, and partly by the sheer unity displayed in this place.
In the eyes of the world, a Heavenly Master stood loftier than an Emperor.
Yet now, someone of that stature was humiliated as if they were worthless rags, and everyone joined in without hesitation.
With such popular support, how could the Donghua Alliance not thrive?
No, it should now be called the Donghua Taoist Sect.
The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master had just stepped out of the gate when he witnessed this shocking spectacle.
He was so enraged that his blood boiled, wishing he could skin Song Lin alive.
Was Tianhe truly dead, just like that?
"Greetings, Spirit Treasure Celestial Master!"
Song Lin and Zhonghuang Zi bowed, their expressions respectful.
The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master, having weathered countless storms in his life, cycled through thoughts rapidly.
His expression calmed in an instant.
"Hmph, Tianhe and Ao Qing colluded with demons to harm their fellows. They deserve death. I failed to supervise properly, and you have suffered from it."
The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master, notorious for dismissing useless failures, revealed his legendary ability to change demeanor faster than anyone in this world.
When Song Lin was valuable, he praised him highly, even considering conjuring a daughter to marry him on the spot.
But once the Qingchen Heavenly Master tore up the contract, Song Lin would be discarded immediately, with not even the most basic rewards.
Now, since the pair had defeated two Heavenly Masters and a Dragon Lord, proving far stronger than the useless ones before them, and since they were giving him ample face at the moment, the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master decided to accept it.
"Thank you for seeking justice, Spirit Treasure Celestial Master. As for the rest, we await your instructions."
Song Lin smiled.
While he sounded respectful, he felt no respect at all inside.
This person might not be as vicious as Tianhe, but his shamelessness set a new low.
"You may deal with everything concerning Tianhe as you wish. Yunzhou is now yours. However, Ao Qing’s belongings must belong to the Taoist Alliance."
"Furthermore..." The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master hesitated briefly and then added, "Let this matter end here. Shoucheng was likely misled by Tianhe; no further conflicts are allowed in the future."
"Understood. However, regarding the establishment of the Taoist Sect and the Upper Pure Great Cave Talisman (third-rank), I still await your approval."
Song Lin hadn’t forgotten this crucial matter.
This talisman, together with the Heavenly Master Seal, would give Song Lin legitimate authority to govern this realm.
Put simply, it symbolized the qualification to become a vassal lord.
"You’ve just achieved Thunder Tribulation Perfection. The Upper Pure Talisman can only be conferred upon reaching the Primordial Spirit stage. You’re still a bit short. Perhaps Zhonghuang Zi should take it first."
The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master cast a meaningful glance at both men.
Although Song Lin’s astounding actions displeased him, prompting him to try and sow discord between them, Zhonghuang Zi’s reaction disappointed him.
Faced with the allure of the Heavenly Master position, Zhonghuang Zi showed no interest.
The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master didn’t know that, while other Taoist Masters might live freely, doing as they pleased, killing without restraint...
The Donghua Taoists bore responsibilities proportionate to their power.
With everything Song Lin had done, Zhonghuang Zi was genuinely impressed.
"Fine. I now appoint Song Lin as acting Heavenly Master of the Holy Might Forest, in charge of restructuring all Taoist Temples and Forests in Yunzhou. Once you reach the Primordial Spirit stage, I’ll bestow the talisman upon you."
The Spirit Treasure Celestial Master spoke casually.
At this point, he wouldn’t engage in petty sabotage over such a trivial matter. After all, a powerhouse like this would be welcomed anywhere.
Qingchen was short of capable people; if Song Lin defected with his entire sect to Xuanzong Shangqing, Qingchen would be overjoyed.
"Thank you!"
"Hmm."
With that, the Spirit Treasure Celestial Master stepped back into the Heaven and Earth Mystical Sect gate.
The prying gazes from all around quickly dissipated.
As the dust settled, Song Lin finally exhaled with relief.
Decades of aspiration were finally fulfilled!
Decades of dedicated cultivation had finally earned him the entry ticket to becoming a Heavenly Master.
As for the Primordial Spirit stage, that was simple—fully refining the Yang Qi would suffice.
It wouldn’t take more than three months.
Yet, this was far from the end. Ahead lay the roles of Taoist Alliance Celestial Master, Dragon Head Master, and eventually even contending with the Heavenly Court.
To change this world, he had to climb step by step.
For now, though, the mission was complete, and he had gained a solid foundation to expand upon.
Returning to his senses, Song Lin surveyed the scarred and battered companions and the shattered world around him.
The path had been grueling, yet no one complained. Their steadfast gazes spoke more than a thousand words.
The profound meaning in their camaraderie rendered words superfluous.
Moved by the moment, Song Lin uttered a revelation of the Way:
"The sea of suffering becomes a heavenly trail, and the Spirit Platform shines with a hundred thousand lamps!"