Lin Che grabbed a death row prisoner as a sacrifice and dragged him into the palace in the middle like a dead dog.

He was very angry and threw the prisoner forward, then said nothing.

The descendants of the other sects all looked over, their eyes landing on Lin Che.

"Boy, are you okay?" Long Jin was the first to speak.

They were all eighth-rank experts, so naturally they immediately noticed something was wrong with Lin Che. It was clear that his body was injured, and even his soul had become extremely weak.

This must have been a heavy blow.

Phew!!

A small medicine bottle was thrown directly over. It was Ye Zheyun.

His silver hair fluttered in the wind, and his sharp face showed no unnecessary expression. He said in a deep voice:

"This is a pill that heals the spirit. Take one."

"Thank you, Senior Ye."

Lin Che didn't hesitate and took two pills directly after opening the bottle.

Sunflower chuckled, "Brother Lin Che, we've tried transcending other palace gates to cultivate, and it's not that easy. My advice to you is to cultivate the Death Gate technique to perfection. That's more important than anything else."

Lin Che raised his eyebrows, noticing something unusual in her words: "Have you all practiced the techniques of other palaces?"

Sunflower didn't hide it: "Yes, the successor of the Death Gate hasn't appeared in so many years. We can't just sit there and wait. Several of us have tried to enter the Death Gate Palace to practice, but it's a pity. Except for Old Ye who was able to practice a little, we haven't had any results."

Lin Che was overjoyed, but on the surface, he pretended to be indignant and said through gritted teeth:

"This isn't fair! Since you've all entered my Death Gate Palace, I must enter yours as well."

This kind of talk sounds a bit shameless.

If it happened in the market, it might work, but it has no effect in front of this group of people.

Pei Jijiu took a sip of wine from the wine pot and laughed:

"I didn't even know who you were before. The Death Gate Palace has nothing to do with you. You still want to enter my palace? It's not impossible. Hehe, return all the wine you stole from me. I can give you a chance to enter..."

Lin Che snorted and didn't answer.

But he already had a plan in mind. At the moment, it seemed that if he finished his training in the Shangmen Palace, he could discuss it with Pei Jijiu. It would also be great to be able to enter Pei Jijiu's "open door".

By the time he has mastered the Death Gate, the Injury Gate, and the Open Gate, others will have to think twice before trying to stop him.

People like Ye Zheyun, Long Jin, and Xiangyanghua are not completely hopeless. They need to practice four or five techniques.

Ha! What do you mean by your palace? This is the Eight Gates of my, Lin Che's, Divine Palace!

"Okay, let's continue to create the ninth-grade technique together."

At this time, old man Guichen spoke, and everyone returned to their seats and stopped chatting.

Old Man Gui Chen did not throw the prisoner into the air immediately. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the illusory figure in the air, and a golden light spread out.

"I've spent the past three days deducing the ninth-grade technique and have come up with a direction. The ninth-grade technique we're pursuing requires channeling the power behind the eight gates into the body for our own use. However, in the end, all sacrifices will explode and die."

"If that's the case, why do we need to introduce this power into our bodies? We just need to control the ability to open this gate."

Long Jin was careless and asked without understanding, "Gui Chen, if that's the case, then we're not ninth-rank anymore. Besides, what abilities can we use to fight the enemy?"

"Inject power into the enemy's body!"

One stone can cause a thousand ripples!

Everyone, including Lin Che, was shocked. They never expected that Elder Guichen would have such a bold idea.

Since this kind of power surges into the warrior's body, the warrior will not be able to bear it at all and will eventually explode and die.

So, what if it is injected directly into the enemy's body?

It seems to be giving the enemy a chance to break through to the ninth level, but in fact it is also a means to kill the enemy!

However, this method is somewhat "heretical". Everyone starts practicing from the first level, and only when they take the power for themselves can it be considered a real breakthrough.

Now their own cultivation has not made a breakthrough, but they have only become the ones who control the switches. Does this count as the ninth rank?

Is this a breakthrough?

Everyone's face looked strange.

And his eyes fell on the illusory figure in the air. Judging from the meridian diagram, it seemed that it could really be done.

"Isn't this a magician?"

Lin Che secretly complained in his heart. His body had not improved, but he could throw out a ball of terrifying power.

This is similar to a magician releasing a big move.

I originally thought that this old man Gui Chen had a low level of cultivation and was just a guide to the Eight Gates, but I didn't expect that he would have such a brilliant idea.

Suddenly, another question popped up in Lin Che's mind, and he looked deeply at Old Man Guichen.

Is it true that this old man Gui Chen has low cultivation level?

With such talent, he hasn't even reached the eighth rank? Or is he deliberately hiding his cultivation?

“There’s a question!”

Lin Che suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "If the ninth-grade power comes from behind that ancient door, who can guarantee that the power inside is endless?"

When the question was raised, everyone reacted instantly.

That's right, no one knows how much power lies behind the ancient gate. Is it a deep pool, a lake, or a vast ocean?

Even if it is a vast ocean, will it dry up after countless people reach the eighth level and madly squander their power year after year?

Ye Zheyun also spoke in a deep voice: "We are dealing with the outer demons. We cannot comprehend this power ourselves. After those demon Buddhas are infused with this power, one after another, will they comprehend the ninth-grade cultivation method? Truly use this power for themselves? Will the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom receive this power and use it?"

indeed.

If this force is applied to seawater, or even boiling water, people would not be able to drink it directly. But would any animal or plant be unable to withstand it?

If you pour boiling water over, the other person will catch it and spray it back.

What should I do then?

A power that cannot be fully controlled is ultimately a hidden danger.

After hearing this, Old Man Gui Chen was silent for a long time, then nodded, as if he felt that what Lin Che and Ye Zheyun said made sense.

"Hmm! You're right. I was not thoughtful enough."

Old man Gui Chen took two steps, grabbed the death row prisoner on the ground with one hand, and threw him into the air. With a whoosh, the death row prisoner overlapped with the phantom in the air again.

"Then let's start the deduction again!"

Looking at the appearance of old man Guichen, he seems not to be affected at all. He works diligently, just like he has done every day for ten years.

Only from Lin Che's perspective could he notice that the hand that Old Man Guichen grasped at the condemned prisoner seemed to increase in strength as if to vent his frustration...