Beast Tamer Ascension-Chapter 23Book 4: : Ghostly Divine Power

Vol 4 Chapter 23: Ghostly Divine Power

"Impossible."

"Absolutely impossible."

After Lin Jing revealed the sealed ghost entity, not a single person in the Buddhist sect could believe it,

from the Buddhist prodigies at the Core Formation Stage, to the Buddhist experts at the Void Mystical Stage.

"Master!" Qin Siyuan, who had once been defeated by Lin Jing, looked utterly shocked as he turned his gaze toward Master Jingxin.

This nun at the Void Mystical Stage also didn’t want to believe it, but her divine sense told her—it was all true.

Inside the Buddha-Demon Pearl, it was indeed that Void-level Ghost Bride the Buddhist sect had temporarily given up trying to deal with.

What on earth is going on...

That Ghost Bride—she’s definitely not someone easy to deal with.

"Thunder Dragon Ancestor? No... that’s not it..." Master Wu Mo in white looked toward the outside of the hall.

Even with the Thunder Dragon Ancestor’s help, it wouldn’t be impossible for Lin Jing’s group to kill a Void-level ghost entity. However, directly killing one and sealing it inside

the body of a Core Formation Stage cultivator are two completely different things.

The latter is far more difficult.

Even someone like Dao Hui from the Solar Temple, with the Child of the Sun physique—a natural nemesis to ghost entities—absolutely couldn’t seal a Void-level ghost entity inside himself at the Core Formation Stage. Not even at the Nascent Soul Stage would it be possible.

So how did this Holy Son of the Beast Taming Sect manage it?

“Holy Son of the Demon Court, are you forgetting something?”

While the other Buddhist prodigies stared at the Ghost Bride in speechless shock, the monk Dao Hui from the Solar Temple finally spoke up after a moment of silence.

He actually wasn’t interested in the Golden Light Gu. Though it was extremely useful for Buddhist cultivators who refined Golden Bodies, he was cultivating the Solar Sutra—an extreme yang Buddhist art—and didn’t have much need for it. He’d only gotten involved to prevent the Demon Court’s Holy Son from stealing a Buddhist opportunity.

If the Holy Son of the Demon Court truly obtained this inheritance, what face would the Buddhist sect have left?

Right now, Lin Jing’s performance had indeed exceeded his expectations—but that didn’t mean he’d just hand everything over.

"The final test isn’t just about who sealed the higher-level ghost entity. It’s also about who can control more ghostly divine power while remaining conscious!"

"If all you did was seal her but you can’t control her power, then it doesn’t count as success..."

"Maybe it was just a fluke—she might’ve been in a chaotic state, and you took advantage of it."

Dao Hui remembered—the Ghost Bride was a hybrid ghost entity, and her state was extremely unstable. If he guessed correctly, Lin Jing had likely taken advantage of the internal conflict within her consciousness and, with help from a guardian, barely managed to seal her.

But even if the sealing succeeded, Dao Hui absolutely didn’t believe Lin Jing could control the ghostly divine power of a Void-level entity!

It was like a Core Formation cultivator trying to activate a top-grade artifact—he’d collapse from exhaustion or die trying.

Even if the Ghost Bride fully cooperated, there was no way a Core Formation cultivator could handle Void-level ghostly divine power.

Dao Hui was banking on this point. He believed Lin Jing had used some bizarre method to seal the Ghost Bride in his body, but sealing her didn’t mean he could bear her power. As long as Lin Jing couldn’t control her power, it didn’t matter how high-level the sealed ghost was.

That so-called seal would be a joke. If even a tiny bit of the sealed ghost’s power couldn’t be used or suppressed, then the seal would be no different from paper—it could be broken at any time.

And in that case, how could anyone claim Lin Jing had successfully sealed the ghost entity?

Then they’d have a reason to disqualify the Core Formation cultivator from that perspective.

After all, Golden Light Temple was looking for a Buddhist prodigy who could control the power of the Golden Light Gu. Simply sealing it in one’s body would be too wasteful.

Dao Hui’s argument also received the approval of the other Buddhist prodigies. Even if they couldn’t get the Golden Light Gu themselves, they didn’t want an outsider like Lin Jing to get it either!

"True." Many of the prodigies exchanged looks, finding it hard to believe that Lin Jing could control the Ghost Bride’s power. If even a wisp of her power could cause Lin Jing to fall into madness, then the seal would be meaningless.

"Master Dao Hui makes a good point," a group of Buddhist geniuses echoed in agreement.

"Senior Indestructible Monk, what I said makes sense, doesn’t it?" Dao Hui also turned to remind the Indestructible Monk not to rush into any decision.

However, before the monk could reply, Lin Jing simply shook his head.

"Not crying until you see the coffin, huh." He cast a cold glance at the flame-crowned Dao Hui.

Then, the Buddha-Demon Pearl was retracted by Lin Jing, and a chilling, sinister force spread out from his body.

He let out a cold snort. Technically, what Dao Hui said wasn’t wrong. Even a wisp of the Ghost Bride’s power shouldn’t be something a Core Formation cultivator like him could control.

But Dao Hui’s mistake was in ignoring Lin Jing’s identity as a Beast Taming Cultivator.

He wasn’t just a Buddhist cultivator.

Relying on Buddhist methods alone, he really couldn’t control the Ghost Bride’s power.

But... as Lin Jing burned ten years of his lifespan, his Core Formation began to operate, and he activated the divine art—Divine Control Technique. The wisp of ghostly divine power released by the Ghost Bride was instantly subdued!

BOOM!!!

Lin Jing’s long black hair whipped wildly in the air, his entire body glowing red under the intertwining ghostly power. His green robe turned crimson, and his soul’s power surged to terrifying levels.

"What are you trying to do..." Dao Hui’s pupils shrank as he sensed the overwhelming force radiating from Lin Jing. He cursed internally—this guy, could he really control Void-level ghost power?

What kind of joke is this?

And this was just a question—yet the Holy Son of the Demon Court was already showing killing intent toward him?!

Dao Hui broke into a cold sweat.

Feeling Lin Jing’s murderous aura, he quickly attempted to rouse the terrifying ghost entity sealed within his own Buddha-Demon Pearl to fight back. But to his horror, his sealed ghost began to shudder uncontrollably at just a faint trace of the Ghost Bride’s aura—it seemed terrified.

"Stop, Holy Son!!"

Sensing Lin Jing’s intent to kill, the Indestructible Monk was startled and just about to intervene, when a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind:

“Don’t interfere in a junior’s fight. Don’t worry—the Holy Son can control it.”

At this moment, Lin Jing was indeed radiating immense killing intent. But it wasn’t entirely from himself—it was the influence of the Ghost Bride’s power.

The ghost power of a Void-level entity was still too strong. Even the tiniest sliver nearly overtook Lin Jing’s emotions. That killing intent was only a fraction of the ghostly divine power’s negative emotions.

What impacted Lin Jing most in that instant was the Ghost Bride’s Dao of Obsession. Under its influence, his mind was filled with images of the sword-wielding female cultivator from her memories. He almost lost himself to her yearning and was on the verge of being possessed—becoming part of her.

And in her mind, Dao Hui was the culprit responsible for the death of her beloved.

If it had been anyone else, they would’ve already struck Dao Hui down under the influence of ghostly divine power.

Thankfully, Lin Jing had trained specifically for this. In that instant, the Ice Soul Gu merged with him. Drawing upon its recent cultivation in the Dao of Obsession, it swiftly froze the negative emotions, allowing Lin Jing to regain clarity in a flash—and perfectly control the ghostly divine power.

He struck with a single palm. The despairing force swept forth. Dao Hui tried to resist with his own strength, but as a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if his power was naturally suited to countering ghostly force, how could it compare to Lin Jing—who had sacrificed ten years of his lifespan to unleash a portion of Void-level might?

BANG!

Unsurprisingly, Dao Hui spat blood as he was sent flying, the flames above his head extinguished. He crashed down beside Master Jingxin’s disciple, Qin Siyuan, who stared at him in shock.

"This..."

Qin Siyuan was shaken to his core. Dao Hui was a prodigy ranked in the top fifteen on the Fortune Gold List, a Buddhist monster with a good chance of breaking into the top ten after reaching Nascent Soul. Even though he didn’t get along with Dao Hui, he had acknowledged his strength.

Yet this Holy Son of the Demon Court... was terrifying.

He actually used to think he could compete with this monster?!