Becoming Great Emperor by Playing Game-Chapter 474: Please, Don’t Kill Me!

Don’t come to the Celestial Domain?

The Ghost God slowly faded away after saying this, leaving no trace.

Chen Lan didn’t even have the chance to ask a question. He furrowed his brows slightly, puzzled by the Ghost God’s words. Why shouldn’t he go to the Celestial Domain?

Could it be that the Ghost God is already in the Celestial Domain?

After pondering for a moment, Chen Lan shook his head. He decided to think about it later; first, he needed to obtain the Ghost God’s legacy.

He walked towards the black portal. As he stepped over the threshold, the world spun, darkness enveloped his vision, and a brief dizziness came over him. When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a white space, surprised by the scene before him.

Before him lay small mountains made of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, stretching as far as the eye could see — countless Divine Elixirs, Talismans, and Magical Treasures. Everything imaginable was there!

Is this the Ghost God’s wealth?

It’s terrifying, far exceeding the resources he had accumulated in recent days by tenfold. It truly is the wealth of an Emperor; the excess resources could be given to Luo Tao and the others to help them grow quickly.

He glanced upward and saw a sword, a book, and a piece of armor floating above him.

With a wave of his hand, the dark ink-colored sword swiftly flew into his grasp, and upon closer inspection, he was slightly surprised. Wasn’t this the blade the Ghost God had just used in battle with him?

He reached out and gripped the hilt. Instantly, a surge of Ghost Qi erupted from the Ghost God Sword, sweeping through the space. The countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures were jolted and tossed about, and the Ghost God Sword trembled, seemingly trying to break free of Chen Lan’s grasp.

"Suppress!" shouted Chen Lan angrily. Demonic Qi welled up within him, suppressing the Ghost God Sword like a giant dragon.

The Ghost Qi, upon seeing the Demonic Qi, retreated back into the Ghost God Sword like a mouse encountering a cat, no longer trembling and extremely obedient.

One power counteracts another; Ghost Qi has to be subdued by Demonic Qi.

"This Ghost God Sword is quite similar to the Demon God Sword, only differing in nature. One is driven by Ghost Qi, and the other by Demonic Qi, with equal strength," Chen Lan remarked in surprise.

Furthermore, they seemed to be made of the same material and looked nearly identical, as if crafted by the same person.

Stowing the Ghost God Sword away, Chen Lan looked towards the ancient book. With a wave of his hand, it flew into his grasp, and upon seeing the writing on it, his pupils narrowed.

[Ghost Ink Soul Refining Technique]

Soul Refining Technique?

Is it a Secret Technique to strengthen the soul?

Chen Lan opened the first page and saw the words left by the Ghost God.

[This is the ultimate Soul Refining Technique, realized after a million years of collecting countless soul-refining secret techniques and integrating them. It has no drawbacks, only pain and perseverance. Those without immense willpower must not attempt to cultivate it lightly; at best, they may lose their Divine Soul and become forever foolish; at worst, their soul may be scattered, never reincarnating.]

The signature at the end read [Ghost Ink].

So, the Ghost God’s true name is Ghost Ink, and he created this Secret Technique.

Let’s give it a try and see its effects.

Chen Lan immediately sat cross-legged, opened the [Ghost Ink Soul Refining Technique], and planned to cultivate it on the spot to see the results.

As time passed, and Chen Lan gradually practiced the [Ghost Ink Soul Refining Technique], cold sweat slowly appeared on his forehead, his face gradually turned pale, and his hands twisted violently as his soul floated out of his body, suspended overhead.

[Soul Refining One, Ten Thousand Swords Piercing the Soul!]

Suddenly, the voice of the Ghost God resounded in his mind, and thousands of sharp swords appeared around him, all pointing at Chen Lan’s soul, rapidly flying toward him.

Swish, swish, swish!!

Countless blades pierced through his soul, which instantly bore innumerable scars or holes but quickly healed. As time passed, those blades could neither penetrate nor leave marks, as if Chen Lan’s soul had become more robust.

...

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Lan slowly opened his eyes, purple glint flickering momentarily before returning to normal.

He exhaled a stream of purple breath, his lips lifting slightly.

"This Soul Refining Technique is terrifying. My soul had become quite powerful after achieving the Great Path of the Soul, and that was without cultivation. Now that I’ve cultivated it, I truly understand what real power is!"

His soul had become overwhelmingly formidable; within the same realm, anyone whose soul was weaker than his would be instantly shattered by him without needing to lift a finger—their life or death determined in a single thought.

Even without using the Demon Heart, he now had the confidence to contend with a Dao Emperor in combination with the utmost Great Path of the Soul.

Finally, he turned his gaze to the armor, waving a hand. It flew over, automatically attaching to his body, slowly penetrating his form, ultimately attaching to his soul!

This armor can attach to the soul; it’s unbelievable, and Chen Lan was astonished. The moment the armor attached, he felt his soul strengthen considerably, as if his defenses had improved.

What kind of magical treasure is this? It’s so peculiar! I’ve never seen a magical treasure that can be used on the soul.

But unfortunately, the Ghost God is not here to provide an answer.

Chen Lan gathered all the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures into his pouch, preparing to leave now that the legacy was obtained, making it unnecessary to stay longer.

As he exited the portal, Chen Lan was surprised to find himself transported back to the Spirit Ship, but was instantly shocked!

The Spirit Ship was destroyed, and he was amid the wreckage. Divine Sense probing the surroundings revealed no signs of life, akin to having endured some great catastrophe.

What happened in the two days he was gone? Was there an attack by a Taoist Saint?

Without thinking further, Chen Lan immediately retraced his steps, his expression growing more serious, as there was no sign of life anywhere he searched with Divine Sense—it was deathly silent!

But strangely, there weren’t any bodies.

If living beings had perished, there should’ve been bodies, yet there wasn’t even one.

...

Three days elapsed.

Chen Lan’s expression turned exceedingly grave. Along the way, he hadn’t encountered a single ghost or living person; it was as if all had vanished—eerily strange!

How could this happen when he was only gone for a few days?

Unbeknownst to him, while Chen Lan was in the Ghost God Space for two days, ten days had passed outside.

Netherworld City—Chen Lan returned to Netherworld City, but upon seeing the ruins and debris scattering the ground, he was dumbfounded.

He stood dazed in the sky, like a wooden puppet, looking down at Netherworld City, which was once bustling but now gone, leaving only ruins and bodies crushed beneath.

"What on earth happened?!" Chen Lan muttered in surprise. He couldn’t sense any Netherworld aura; it had disappeared.

As Divine Sense swept over, he suddenly felt joy, detecting signs of life!

He quickly flew over, brushing aside debris with one palm, revealing someone still alive beneath the heavy ruins, huddling in isolation. Upon seeing Chen Lan’s arrival, they screamed in terror.

"Don’t kill me! I really don’t know where Ye Lan is. I beg you, please don’t kill me!!!"