Full-Time Magister: Super Mage

Chapter 403 I am not asking you for a favor, but informing you.

Passing through the spatial rift, Mo Fan saw the altar steps that resembled a towering mountain.

Upon arriving above the altar, Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou spotted a familiar figure – none other than Chief Instructor Zhan Kong.

Besides Chief Instructor Zhan Kong, there was a silver-haired figure shrouded in a blood-black mist, accompanied by a slender white-haired woman. Nine white fox tails swayed behind her, highlighting her fox clan identity.

"It's actually Chief Instructor Zhan Kong! And is that really Brother Jiang?" Zhang Xiaohou exclaimed in great surprise.

"Hmm, but it seems he used a demonic technique. As for the one standing in front of the Blood Throne, that's probably an Ancient King," Mo Fan said, glancing at the spirit figure standing in front of the Blood Throne.

Just then, the silver-haired figure turned around. It was Jiang Han, whom they knew well, but now his pupils had turned sky blue. Jiang Han held the white bone sword in his hand and slashed straight into the air.

The silvery-white sword energy slashed through the air, and in an instant, space shattered and collapsed, followed by a spatial rift appearing in the air.

This silvery-white sword energy was not just about creating spatial rifts; it even caused the array on the altar to pause due to its influence.

"Damn, this demonic type is so powerful. I should have taken the brunt of the pain myself." Mo Fan muttered to himself, staring at the spatial rift created by the sword.

Back in Jinlin City, they were chased so badly by the scoundrels of the Ministry of Defense and the giant lizards that they were in a terrible state. If Jiang Han hadn't activated the Demonic Element, they would be half a meter old by now. But the Demonic Element is indeed a rare trump card.

Just then, Zhan Kong was also sent over by Jiang Han, who then took him, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo out of the Abyss of Fiends.

After sending Zhan Kong, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Su Xiaoluo out, only Jiang Han and the remnant souls of the Ancient King remained in the Sha Yuan Space. It must be said that as the most outstanding magic emperor in thousands of years of Chinese history, the Ancient King still had a lot of spirit.

If it were someone else, they might have taken the opportunity to attack Jiang Han when he broke through the Death Gate.

"Thank you, Ancient King!" Jiang Han bowed to the Ancient King who stood before the Blood Throne and expressed his gratitude.

"Actually, you don't need to thank me. The reason I didn't attack you just now wasn't because I was merciful, but because I knew that even after I killed you, they still wouldn't be able to escape their fate of death." The ancient king's hoarse yet majestic voice rang out.

"When I ascended the throne, I vowed to make all my people like dragons."

"At that time, various countries were vying for supremacy, and at the same time, there were demon tribes and demon empires outside that were eyeing the human race. Under such circumstances, it was extremely difficult for the people to live a peaceful and prosperous life."

"I swept across the six directions and eight wastelands to establish the Great Qin Dynasty. To resist the invasion of the demon empire, I used supreme earth-elemental forbidden spells to build the Great Wall. To cultivate the young magical talents of my Great Qin Dynasty, I built the magic palace—the Epang Demon Palace!"

"But even the most powerful magician cannot resist the passage of time. As time went by, I began to build my own mausoleum, hoping to continue the war from below and let my people live on this land even after they have died."

"After my death, I became the King of the Underworld of China, but this is not what I wanted. What I wanted was to rule the entire Underworld and become the true Emperor of the Underworld, not just the King of the Underworld."

"Even though I am slumbering in the Abyss of Evil, I cannot escape the erosion of time. My shattered soul needs to be restored, and the best way to restore the soul is to nourish it with blood and spirits. Therefore, I need a lot of blood and spirits."

"Therefore, you who come after me, do you understand what I have done?" The remnant soul of the ancient king looked at the newcomer who dared to draw his sword against him.

Jiang Han shook his head and said, "Your achievements are unparalleled in China for thousands of years, so I admire you very much. But if it is necessary to sacrifice the lives of millions of people in the ancient capital in order to revive your soul, neither I nor the entire China would agree to it."

"I am not seeking your opinion, but informing you, the successor." As he spoke, a torrent of malevolent energy suddenly erupted from the remnant soul of the ancient king.

"Please enlighten me." Jiang Han's body also erupted with surging Yin energy, but this Yin energy was even colder than that of the ancient king.

Although the Ancient King was reduced to a remnant soul, he could still exert power surpassing that of a Supreme Monarch. As for whether he had reached the Emperor level, Jiang Han was unsure, but he could feel endless pressure from the Ancient King's remnant soul.

The ancient king condensed a sword using his Yin energy and swung it at Jiang Han. A fierce aura swept over him, and Jiang Han raised his Dragon Bone Sword to retaliate. Meanwhile, the beautiful fox woman beside him seized the opportunity to release an ice blade capable of cutting through space at the ancient king's remnant soul.

This stunning fox spirit is Xue Ling in her adult form, but she was formed by borrowing Jiang Han's surging soul power. It would have been impossible for Jiang Han to form her with his original soul power, but after using the soul amplification potion, Jiang Han's soul realm has reached the limit of the ninth realm, which is enough to support Xue Ling to condense into an elemental soul body.

Every time Jiang Han, now demonized, clashed with the Ancient King, it caused spatial tremors, and the spatial teleportation array on the altar cracked due to their battle.

Their battle lacked the flair of magic, but each attack was far more powerful than ordinary magic.

Jiang Han focused on attacking while Xue Ling provided support, thus managing to gain a slight advantage in the battle against the Ancient King. However, Jiang Han dared not relax in the slightest, as he could not guarantee that the Ancient King might have a way to turn the tide.

As Jiang Han and the Ancient King clashed swords again, small cracks appeared in the Ancient King's soul under Jiang Han's sword energy.

"You're quite good, newcomer, but you're still too inexperienced in using the power of the undead." As he spoke, endless Yin energy began to surge throughout the space, and terrifying ghosts slowly condensed from the sky.

These wraiths were all condensed from the blood waterfall by the ancient king. Each wraith is at least at the level of a Grand Commander, and there are quite a few at the level of a Monarch. If this were to be released to the outside world, let alone an ancient capital, half of China might fall.

"Gathering evil spirits into souls, condensing yin energy into spirits, truly worthy of being the creator of Chinese necromancy."

"The ghosts created with supreme ferocity and yin energy are several times stronger than ghosts born normally."

Gazing at the countless ghosts surrounding him and Xue Ling, Jiang Han's azure eyes were filled with shock. Indeed, a magic-based emperor was not so easy to deal with.

The ancient king knew the necromancy he possessed, and he also knew the necromancy he didn't, but Jiang Han's methods weren't limited to necromancy alone.

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