Quick Transmigration: A Super-Effective Novel Within a Super-Effective Novel

Wow, host, you can fly!

710 exclaimed in surprise.

[I've practiced in several cultivation worlds before.]

Lin Zhao answered calmly.

[No wonder!] 710 exclaimed while asking, [So, host, are you going to find Feng Lai and then torture her?]

No, let's go to the Rift Abyss first, otherwise those messy demons and monsters will drive us crazy.

Lin Zhao frowned and quickly flew towards the Rift Abyss.

it is good.

So you're not going to let her defy fate, are you?

You just like to make her a vixen, don't you?

Since she's destined to be a vixen, let's see how she does evil!

Before long, the clouds and mist surrounding Lin Zhao grew thicker and darker, and lightning flashed across the sky, beneath which lay the vast ocean and jagged reefs.

The floodwaters surged, and the air was thick with foul odors.

The mountainside, composed of several huge reefs, was the place with the densest concentration of foul air. Lin Zhao could see from afar that a crack, neither too big nor too small, had appeared there, and the crack was spreading outwards, showing a clear trend of becoming increasingly severe.

A continuous stream of turbid air rose from it, spreading out in all directions and turning the entire mountainside black.

That is the Rift Abyss.

A place that stores turbid air and seals away evil spirits.

In the original owner's previous life, due to various injustices and her jealousy of Feng Lai, she was bewitched by the evil god and turned evil, doing all sorts of bad things. This nourished the turbid energy in her body, and in the end, she directly broke through the Rift Abyss, releasing the evil god's true form and the evil spirits that had been there for millions of years.

While the evil god was harming people, he was also having an affair with Feng Lai, and the evil spirits were causing havoc on the world, making life unbearable for all.

As the "culprit," all the sins were pinned on her head, and in the end, she was naturally killed by her god-god, the God of War of the Heavenly Realm, Feng Qing.

Lin Zhaofei glanced down from high in the sky and accurately located the place where the turbid air was the thickest.

Suddenly, she plummeted down like a shooting star, crashing with a loud bang onto the mountaintop where the murky air was thickest.

"what!"

Lin Zhao shouted loudly, and despite the suffocating stench, he plunged his right hand into the crack in the ground. In an instant, the earth shook and the stench spread everywhere, and a sound of ghosts howling came from somewhere.

But Lin Zhao didn't stop. Her mortal hands were now like iron rods, deeply embedded in the crack in the ground. After her legs were firmly planted, she stretched out her other hand and pried open the crack that she had forcefully widened.

"Boom...boom..."

"boom!"

Several deafening roars echoed as the mountain, formed from millennia-old reefs, was broken apart by Lin Zhao's bare hands!

710 was dumbfounded! Just what kind of amazing host had it ended up with?!

"Get out here!"

Lin Zhao gritted her teeth and shouted, reaching her right hand in a little further. As if she had grabbed something, she frowned and then suddenly stood up, pulling a dark, fleshy-colored lump out of the Rift Abyss!

"Wow! What is this?! It's disgusting!" 710 yelled.

"It is an evil god that has not yet taken shape." Lin Zhao replied 710.

[The main body is so disgusting, yet they're still talking about love! So disgusting, vomit vomit vomit! Feng Lai's taste is too heavy!] 710 complained while vomiting.

The thing on the ground did indeed resemble a human, like a premature, large-headed infant, but it was all black and emaciated, unable to speak, only whimpering.

But it could clearly sense Lin Zhao's hostility towards it, and its whimpering sound was both angry and fearful, as if it were cursing something very dirty.

【Host, why did you pull it out ahead of time?】710 didn't understand.

Lin Zhao didn't say anything this time. She stepped forward, grasped the divine weapon that had appeared in her hand at some unknown time, and plunged it into the chest cavity of the evil god's infant.

"Ah wu——"

The ghost's screams rose again, piercing Lin Zhao's eardrums, and blood flowed down his ears.

Ignoring everything else, Lin Zhao used his knife to slit open the evil god's chest cavity. Inside, a ball of black light was still flashing. Lin Zhao grabbed it and immediately absorbed it.

In an instant, the waves surged, the stars reversed, and the entire rocky mountain was on the verge of collapse.

As the black light entered her body, all the turbid energy near the Rift Abyss was also poured into Lin Zhao's body. After she had absorbed all the turbid energy, she slowly stood up, her eyes flashing with alternating black and gold light.

【Host, you, you, you! You swallowed the evil god and tens of thousands of years of turbid energy?!】710 couldn't believe it.

Every single thing its host does is more shocking than the last!

"Mm." Lin Zhao nodded gently.

She defied fate and became a holy body, but demons coveted her and even wanted to strike her with tribulation lightning. So she simply absorbed the source of all evil. As a holy body, she also carried ten thousand years of turbid energy and the primordial spirit of evil gods. Surely those bastards wouldn't dare to bother her anymore, and the Heavenly Realm wouldn't be able to touch her either!

Moreover, she detests those who manipulate people behind the scenes and reap the benefits. The evil god was the one who harmed the original owner, so she considered it nothing to devour the evil god alive.

Lin Zhao kicked the remains of the evil god on the ground with her toes, and suddenly her hands turned into claws, pulling out the evil god's soul.

It is a major taboo to cut the weeds without removing the roots, especially when it comes to gods and ghosts.

"Let me go...let me go...I can help you defy fate, I can help you get revenge, and get everything you want..."

The evil god's soul struggled desperately, using its last strength to bewitch Lin Zhao, just as it had bewitched its original owner before.

He was an ancient evil god, a hegemon who could control the world. How could he possibly be killed by a woman who was neither a demon nor a god?

"Paji."

"Still spouting nonsense when you're about to die?"

Lin Zhao crossed his hands and squeezed the evil god's soul like he was kneading clay.

"Ahh! Ouch... No... Let me go! Ah..."

The evil god had never suffered such torment. It was as if someone was pinching your waist, breaking your neck, twisting your arms and legs, crushing your flesh and bones under heavy pressure, and then mixing them together.

And for him, this was an insult! A humiliation!

"It's quite fun." Lin Zhao wasn't willing to stop. She stretched out the evil god's soul, shook it, broke it into several pieces, and then kneaded them back together. She even asked herself, "Is this how you pull ramen?"

"Pfft! Ugh! Ah!"

The evil god felt as if he had died and died again and again.

After Lin Zhao had had her fill of playing, she wasn't in a hurry to destroy the evil god's soul. Instead, she took out a magical artifact that looked like a calligraphy brush and started writing and drawing on the evil god's soul.

[Host, what is this now?]

Having witnessed Lin Zhaohua's style, 710 was quite interested.

Write a destiny for it.

Lin Zhao wrote without looking to the side.

[Isn't this thing all about manipulating people? Doesn't it love being the second male lead, all lovey-dovey with Feng Lai and acting like a simp? Well, I'll write it a fate worse than a pig or a dog, suffering endless humiliation and having to wash its underwear in the cold shoulder, so it can taste the bitterness of being powerless! Alright!]

After saying that, Lin Zhao drained all the remaining power from the evil god's soul, then kneaded the evil god's soul into many pieces like dough, and casually tossed them into the air.

When the sea breeze blows, the evil gods' souls scatter. They lose all their power and can no longer rise up. They can only live like empty shells of ants, life after life, just like Lin Zhao wrote about. They become whatever kind of wretched and miserable they are, like bedbugs in the gutter, lowly slaves in the underground city, or humiliated breeding pigs.

Moreover, with the judgment written by Lin Zhao's judge's pen, those evil gods' souls, after suffering endless torment and dying, would be directly reduced to ashes and never exist again.