If I had known I wouldn't have saved you!

Lin Shiyi didn't even look at the two demon corpses. He waved his sleeves, and two sword lights flashed. They were beheaded and fell to the side of the road.

After the two sword lights killed the demon corpse, they did not stop, but instead struck the palace gate like lightning, smashing it to pieces.

Feeling the ferocious demonic energy, Lin Shiyi became even more angry, and with a flash of light he escaped into the palace as if teleporting.

Sure enough, after he entered, he immediately saw several familiar figures.

The several male and female disciples who had come down earlier to deal with the evil spirit had all turned into hideous demon corpses. They stood on both sides and turned their heads to look at Lin Shiyi. Blood flowed from their dark eye sockets, and their bloody mouths were cracked to their ears. With such a miserable state, no one knew what kind of torture they had endured in their lives.

On the throne of the palace, a middle-aged man with scars all over his face was looking down at Lin Shiyi below.

The man was surrounded by evil spirits and there was a foul smell. He was holding two beautiful women in each of his hands. The two women were half-naked and had empty eyes, and it was clear that they were controlled by him.

Lin Shiyi frowned and looked at them. Those two women were the most beautiful among the disciples. It was probably because of their outstanding looks that they were not killed.

"Who are you from? Why don't you kneel before me, the Ghost King Chi Ling?"

The man smiled sinisterly, and nonchalantly touched the two women beside him, not taking Lin Shiyi seriously at all.

When Lin Shiyi came here, he had suppressed his cultivation to the Jindan stage, because he realized that the owner of this evil spirit was also at the Jindan stage. He was afraid of scaring this person to death and thus not being able to understand the truth of the matter.

"Are you Ghost King Chi Ling? Who is Ghost King Chi Xie to you?"

Lin Shiyi asked doubtfully.

The Ghost King Chi Xie is the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect. When humans and demons fought each other, he wanted to join the demon clan. But he was eaten by the demon clan after a brief encounter. Without a leader, the Ghost Spirit Sect naturally declined. He did not pay attention to the movements of these sects, but now this Ghost King Chi Ling has appeared. What's going on?

The man laughed loudly, and then said proudly: "Chi Xie? He is my brother, but he is dead, so I, Chi Ling, am naturally the new Ghost King of the Ghost Spirit Sect!"

After hearing his words, Lin Shiyi frowned slightly. Chi Ling was not a normal person. Why was he so happy that his brother died?

So he said directly: "I don't care who you are, why are you here? You occupied the capital of Jin and brought disaster to the world. What crime should you be punished for?"

Hearing this, Chi Ling felt as if he had heard a huge joke. He looked at Lin Shiyi with disdain and said, "Who the hell are you? How dare you teach me a lesson? I saw that you were also a Jindan cultivator, and I wanted to persuade you to enjoy the fun here with me, but who knew you would be so ungrateful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up, pushed away the two women beside him, and his aura changed drastically.

I don’t know what kind of magic power he used. He was just in the middle stage of Jindan, but now he has suddenly jumped up and reached the peak of Jindan.

"Hahaha... You are the master of these disciples, right? When you saw that my cultivation was low, you didn't come down to get rid of me yourself, but just sent some small shrimps to die. This is the thing you should regret the most! I am no longer a waste in the Qi Refining Stage. Now I have devoured the cultivation of so many cultivators, and absorbed the hundred years of national destiny of the Great Jin Dynasty. I am only one step away from the Nascent Soul Stage! You came at the right time. After absorbing your cultivation, I will be able to enter the Nascent Soul Stage soon! Hahaha..."

Chi Ling laughed crazily, but when he looked at Lin Shiyi, he couldn't help but stop laughing.

If for no other reason, even though the cultivator in front of him was only in the early stage of Jindan, he was not panicked at all when facing this demon who was at the peak of Jindan, and even looked at him as if he was a fool.

His instinctive caution made him narrow his eyes slightly, and he secretly pinched a ball of black light in his hand. If there was any mistake, he would escape immediately.

When the Ghost Spirit Sect lost its leader, many elders in the sect wanted to seize power. To do so, they had to kill Chi Ling first, because he was the Ghost King's younger brother, and keeping him alive would be a disaster sooner or later.

Although Chi Ling was a waste in cultivation, he was always cautious. After hearing the news of his brother's death, he quietly left the Guiling Sect overnight and wandered in the Great Jin Kingdom to avoid being hunted down by the Guiling Sect.

He hid his skills, disguised himself as a beggar, endured humiliation, and suffered all kinds of hardships in the mortal world. Finally one day, his hard work paid off and he met a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage.

The great monk took pity on him and gave him a jade slip, which contained a supreme skill called Yin Mo Jue. This skill did not depend on the talent of the practitioner, but relied entirely on devouring others to improve one's own cultivation. It could be said that it was tailor-made for him.

Chi Ling had very poor talent, otherwise he would not have remained at the Qi Refining Stage for most of his life, always living under the shadow of his brother. But with this Yin Demon Jue technique, he was no longer afraid. As long as he killed enough cultivators, he could continue to improve!

So after he obtained the martial arts technique, he lay dormant, and used the secret methods in the martial arts technique to find the low-level cultivators hidden in the human world and sucked them dry one by one.

Afterwards, he pretended to be a mortal, accepted the King of Song's order to seek talents, and offered advice and suggestions to the King of Song.

Just imagine, how difficult is it for a cultivator to defeat a mortal army? He quickly helped King Song defeat the other two forces and unify the Great Jin Kingdom. King Song then appointed him as the national teacher and treated him like a brother.

He absorbed the national fortune of the Great Jin Kingdom day and night, and secretly broke through to the Foundation Establishment stage. But at this time, several disciples from the Immortal Sect suddenly came and wanted to kill him.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator, with a group of Qi Refining cultivators, is a powerful lineup in the mortal world, and one that a Foundation Establishment demon cultivator like him cannot contend with.

But the Yin Demon Art was too magical. It contained a secret method that could temporarily improve one's cultivation level, allowing him to rapidly increase his cultivation level and defeat the disciples who came to attack him.

He brutally killed these disciples of the immortal sect, and used the secret method of Yin Mo Jue to refine them into demon corpses, leaving only two female disciples to serve them day and night.

No matter how beautiful the women in the mortal world were, how could they compare to the women from the immortal sect? So he just indulged himself in sexual pleasure with the two women all day long, without any other thoughts.

But not long after, perhaps because the fortune of the Great Jin Kingdom was sucked away by him, war began.

This country should have prospered for a hundred years, but in the past few years, it has been infested with evil spirits. Many monsters and evil cultivators have appeared from nowhere, devouring the people and causing harm everywhere.

King Song was shocked and asked him for help, but he did not help. He even killed everyone in the palace. Not only that, he also sucked away all the vitality of the entire palace, including the emperor's aura from King Song's corpse, and broke through to the Jindan stage in one fell swoop.

From then on, he sent out the demon corpses every day to capture some low-level monks and civilians for him to absorb their cultivation and vitality, and occupied the palace until now.

"Boy, I haven't asked you yet... who are you?"

Chi Ling narrowed his eyes, stared at Lin Shiyi and asked.

Lin Shiyi did not answer, but just looked at the disciples of the Immortal Sect, feeling regretful.

These were disciples who had experienced the great disaster of the demon clan and were the powerful descendants of the immortal sect. But now, because of his carelessness, they were all killed here.

He looked at Chi Ling on the throne and said coldly: "Don't worry about who I am. You are dead today."