I, a prison guard in the Heavenly Prison, secretly became invincible thanks to the system.

Chapter 735 The Conspiracy of Ten Thousand Souls

A chilling laugh came from all directions, and countless phantoms emitted sinister laughs as they circled around Lin Donghong. Beneath the eerie aura, greed was palpable.

Countless hoarse voices rang out.

"Hurry up! I can't wait any longer. It's been six hundred years. I should have taken your body last time!"

"Old man, you're such an unreliable junior. Let me go out first. I'll never forget you guys, hahaha!"

"Let me do it! Let me go out first and lead you all out together! Trust me!"

"A bunch of idiots, stop fooling around. Since this guy brought a lot of people with him, let's get ready to go out together."

An aged voice rang out, and all the phantoms fell silent at the same time, daring not to speak again.

They split into two paths, allowing a significantly larger phantom to slowly drift over.

The person revealed his entire head, revealing a venerable elder who appeared to be highly respected, but his face was completely white, and his eyes were unfocused, as if filled with boundless despair.

Lin Donghong trembled uncontrollably.

I couldn't help but recall that scene from six hundred years ago.

Back then, he was just a lowly Karami in the Star Luo Realm, and no one paid him any attention. Even when he reached the fourth level, he was always in last place.

He wasn't lying; he really did try nearly a hundred times on the snowy road before finally reaching the end.

But what happened afterward was quite different from what he had told Ye Kang.

He did not stop at the outer perimeter of the Palace of No Mercy, but successfully entered the fourth level and arrived at the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls.

After that, he was injured in an accident, causing his essence and blood to leak out, which attracted this group of ghosts whose intelligence remained.

What's even more terrifying is that one of his ancestors was among them!

These beings from ten thousand years ago actually wanted to possess him and thus be resurrected.

Fortunately, Lin Donghong was quick-witted and immediately made a solemn oath, promising to bring more people next time for them to possess.

Tempted by the prospect of resurrection and unprepared for possession, the group of remnant souls agreed and passed on many techniques and martial arts to him. Relying on these inheritances from ten thousand years ago, he successfully cultivated to the Nirvana Realm.

Despite his reluctance, the oath of faith remained a thorn in his side.

He had no choice but to spread the news everywhere, slowly spreading the word about the Unforgiven Secret Realm.

The purpose is to attract more people and teach them how to pass the first three levels.

Everything was for the purpose of enabling them to successfully reach the fourth level and become the new bodies of these ghosts.

Therefore, Lin Donghong concealed his abilities throughout the journey. He knew how to get the first pass at each level, but he didn't go. Instead, he watched silently and pretended to be powerless.

Since the first mission meant nothing to him, he needed this insignificant little reward to motivate others.

All of this was not for these remnant souls, but only for myself.

Only by breaking the poisonous oath of his Dao heart can he attempt to return to the true nature; otherwise, there is absolutely no possibility of success.

"Seniors, you mentioned last time that the reason you haven't been able to possess those people is because your auras are too weak, while the intruders are too strong. This time, I specifically helped them, allowing many Nascent Soul Realm and Star Luo Realm cultivators to enter the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls. I wonder if you are confident?"

Lin Donghong asked, trembling.

The old, illusory figure immediately shot out a cold glint, severing a section of Lin Donghong's hair.

"How dare you look down on us! Do you know that I am the King of Chess with Ten Thousand Hands from ten thousand years ago! How could those ordinary Nascent Soul Star Luos possibly catch my eye! I want a Nirvana Realm body!"

The phantom seemed to have its nerves stimulated, and suddenly lost its mind, screaming wildly.

The surrounding phantoms all lowered their heads and moved far away.

They were all souls who died at the hands of the Sword Demon. Instead of being scattered, they were sucked into the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls and became vengeful spirits who could never be freed.

Those qualified to become vengeful spirits are not ordinary martial artists; at the very least, they are martial artists at the Nirvana Realm.

Many of them were at the Returning to Truth Realm, and there were even several at the Harmony Realm.

The King of Chess with Ten Thousand Hands was one of them. He was a true master of the Dao during his lifetime and was known as the number one chess player in the Wu Dynasty.

Unfortunately, after the Sword Demon merged with the Dao, the first person he killed was him.

After becoming vengeful spirits, they lose all their cultivation and have no freedom whatsoever.

After the Sword Demon died, there were no longer any powerful Dao traces to suppress them.

These vengeful spirits slowly awoke, regained their intelligence, and transformed into special ghost cultivators within the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls.

But they can never get out; the only way to be resurrected is through possession.

Unfortunately, they were too weak. All the outsiders who could enter the fourth level were at the Nirvana Realm, and they couldn't defeat them at all, so they didn't dare to show themselves.

Six hundred years ago, the appearance of Lin Donghong and the discovery of another treasure finally gave them hope.

"Gentlemen, it's time to put our cultivated Yin-generating dew to good use."

Lin Donghong's ancestor, who was also an old woman at the peak of the Returning to True Realm in her previous life, spoke softly.

The other ghosts were greatly encouraged.

"That's right! With the Yin-generating Dew, we can increase our power, gain temporary protection, and complete the possession of high-level martial artists!"

"We're free! I'm finally going to live!!!"

Countless howls rang out. Years of being in a ghostly state had long since driven these once highly respected masters to madness, each one more insane than the last.

Lin Donghong finally understood what their so-called treasure for possession was.

It turned out to be a Xuan-rank rare and precious Yin-generating Water Dew.

That makes sense. After all, these remnant souls aren't proper ghost cultivators. If they want to possess a Nirvana Realm cultivator, they need to rely on this kind of treasure to do so.

Just then, a ghost suddenly rushed up and roared, "It's terrible! Someone is stealing our Yin-Generating Dew!"

"what!"

Instantly, all the ghosts were in an uproar, even Lin Donghong was wide-eyed with shock.

WTF?

Who can steal your Yin-generated dew?

Is anyone else here?

and many more!

It seems there really is someone else besides myself...

But that's impossible! That kid's only at the Nascent Soul stage, how could he possibly snatch something from these old monsters!

Lin Donghong immediately stood up and shouted, "How did you store Yin Sheng Water Dew?!"

A group of ghosts turned their heads blankly: "Put it on the ground, otherwise how can we cultivate it?"

"..."

I can't stand it, there are idiots here!

Lin Donghong was dumbfounded. How could you treat something so important so casually?

They didn't even send anyone to watch over it?

That's right, there can't be anyone else here, so it doesn't matter how it's placed. But why did Ye Kang discover Yin Sheng Shui Lu?

Nobody could tell when that thing wasn't fully formed!

"Go find it quickly!"

Lin Donghong roared, and all the ghosts turned into a whirlwind, instantly rushing down the third level and arriving at the valley on the second level.

Then, the scene became bleak.

The dew at the entrance has completely disappeared, not a single drop remains.

As for human figures, there wasn't a single one!