Chapter 177: The Life-Slaughter Demon Lord (17) |
Another thousand years passed.
During this period, Su Chen's Killing God Demon Embryo reached a small success, and his cultivation broke through to the Saint King realm, shocking the myriad races.
Countless powerhouses died at his hands, and even the races behind them suffered his wrath. Many forces could no longer endure and formed the Demon Extermination Alliance to hunt him down. A Great Saint from the Dao Sect even emerged ahead of time, intending to nip Su Chen in the bud.
After that battle, Su Chen's figure vanished without a trace. He did not appear for several hundred years. This filled many with joy as they speculated whether this peerless fiend had finally fallen.
Su Chen had indeed been gravely injured. Even with the Killing Ancestor's intervention, he had nearly died while being pursued by that Great Saint.
In a secret ground of the Killing God Hall, Su Chen exhaled lightly. After several hundred years of recuperation using the foundations of the Killing God Hall, his injuries had mostly recovered.
"The Dao Sect was actually willing to send an old undying to hunt me down. They really spared no expense!"
The Quasi-Emperors of the previous great era had mostly perished during the Dark Turmoil. Great Saints were now the ultimate protectors for the top geniuses of major powers who competed for the Emperor Path in a great era. Every Great Saint was extremely rare—the strongest existences beneath that Emperor and the true foundation of their forces. They would not be dispatched lightly unless it was a life-or-death crisis!
Su Chen had not expected the Dao Sect to play outside the rules. In order to kill him, they had directly used their trump card. For such an expert to emerge meant it would be extremely difficult for them to return to the divine source for self-sealing. Coming out was essentially a death sentence; they could no longer return to the divine source to await the great era.
The Killing Ancestor stared at Su Chen and asked, "Your injuries have mostly healed, your Killing God Demon Embryo has reached small success, and your cultivation has stepped into the Saint King realm. Are you going to self-seal now and wait for the great era to open?"
With Su Chen's current strength, he was more than qualified to compete for the Emperor Path in the great era.
Su Chen refused.
The Killing Ancestor was stunned. "Don't tell me you still want to advance further in this Dharma-Ending Age?"
That was exactly what Su Chen intended.
"At the very least… I must reach the Great Saint realm before entering the divine source!"
Su Chen had not forgotten that in the previous great era, the monsters who had competed with Fang Bubai for the Emperor Path had not all died. When they emerged, they would be at least Saint King-level experts.
Two thousand years later, the lifespan of the old Great Saint from the Dao Sect who had hunted Su Chen finally reached its end.
The starry sky trembled. Someone was about to break through to the Great Saint realm in this era.
"It's the Life-Slaughter Demon Lord… He is still alive?"
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Feeling that terrifying aura, all living beings were shocked. The terrifying peerless fiend from two thousand years ago had not died!
In the Dharma-Ending Age, he had gone against the heavens and broken through to the Great Saint realm.
Su Chen's demonic might covered the world. He looked at the nearly decayed old man before him and said, "Old thing, you suppressed this seat for a full two thousand years. Did you ever imagine this day would come?"
The old man replied calmly, "But during these two thousand years, Demon Lord, you also learned to restrain the killing intent in your heart, didn't you?"
Su Chen smiled.
Over these two thousand years, he had completely mastered the Killing God Demon Embryo and was no longer influenced by it. While cultivating the Killing Emperor's inheritance, the Demon Embryo had constantly driven him to slaughter powerhouses and living beings. It was both his nourishment and his bodily instinct—a means to grow stronger.
Su Chen asked, "Are you cultivating the Dao or Buddhism? Did you spend these two thousand years just to help this seat suppress the Killing God Demon Embryo?
"Like the Buddha who cut his own flesh to feed an eagle, you sacrificed yourself for benevolence. But even though this seat can now restrain its killing intent, that doesn't mean this seat has forgotten its grudges."
The old man said, "Although the Demon Lord still kills, it is no longer for the sake of killing alone. This means this old Daoist's purpose has been achieved. My life has now reached its end. If the Demon Lord wishes to fight, this old Daoist will naturally accompany you."
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Su Chen did not kill him. The old man was already dying.
Several months after Su Chen left, mournful cries echoed throughout the Dao Sect. Their Great Saint had passed away.
Just as Su Chen was preparing to seal himself in the divine source, another major event occurred.
"A Quasi-Emperor's ruins have appeared?"
Su Chen, who had already prepared his divine source, suddenly stopped mid-step.
Because… The ruins that had emerged were an ancient battlefield buried deep within the void—an extremely terrifying one.
It was said that two legendary figures had once fought a Supreme there, shattering an entire region of space and sinking it into the chaotic currents, where it had vanished.
Now, after tens of thousands of years, it had reappeared. Inside were likely world-shaking inheritances that had even alarmed some old monsters!
Su Chen's expression turned strange.
Wasn't this the exact place where he and Li Shenhua had battled the Blood Butcher Supreme in his previous life?
It had actually reappeared!
Su Chen decided not to seal himself. He still had five thousand years of lifespan left—far from enough to wait for the great era to open.
However… in his previous life, he had brought out a secret treasure from the bronze immortal palace that could extend one's lifespan. Although using the bronze oil lamp would bring terrifying consequences, compared to the benefits, those future consequences were negligible!
If he could live all the way until the great era opened and lay out plans for ten thousand years, who in the world would be his match once the Emperor Path reopened?
Su Chen made up his mind. He would not enter self-sealing!
At this moment, countless forces were stirred into action. One terrifying figure after another rushed toward the starry sky.
In the Azure Nether Dao Domain, the transcendent orthodoxy Falling Emperor Mountain, which had remained silent for a long time, finally stirred. From within that ancient forbidden zone, a majestic figure emerged and headed straight into the starry sky.
"How can my father's remains fall into the hands of others?"
The one who had emerged was none other than the Longevity Great Saint, Lin Changsheng, who had sealed himself in the divine source. After tens of thousands of years, Lin Changsheng's strength had grown even more terrifying. He charged directly beyond the domain toward the ancient battlefield, wielding the Longevity Sword and forcefully carving open a path.
Inside the ancient battlefield, chaos reigned. It was filled with blood and flesh, remnants of destructive power lingering everywhere. Even a Saint who rashly entered would face only death and Dao dissipation.
"It's the Longevity Great Saint from Falling Emperor Mountain!"
Many of the great figures who had emerged recognized this peerless powerhouse.
This was an existence who had survived the most terrifying Dark Turmoil and lived through the hands of an alternative Dao prover from the past!
Lin Changsheng looked at the assembled Saints and declared domineeringly, "Today, I have come only to retrieve my father's remains. If any of you dare to obstruct me, then taste whether the Longevity Sword in this Mountain Master's hand is sharp enough!"
With that, Lin Changsheng completely ignored the terrifying residual destructive laws and slashed open a path with a single sword strike before stepping directly into the ancient battlefield.
The Saints looked at one another, yet not a single one dared to stop him.