SWDnovel Chapter 39 The Devouring Demon Jar Suppresses the Ancestral King, and the Black Emperor Calls Him &q
Chapter 39 The Devouring Demon Jar Suppresses the Ancestral King, and the Black Emperor Calls Him &q
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"What do you mean?"
"You're claiming to be the Holy Body of Humanity, yet you're attacking me?"
Ye Chen was immediately stunned.
That said, his spiritual body is merely a mortal body; the Ancient Sacred Body belongs to his younger brother, Ye Fan!
These two ancient ancestral kings were old monsters who had been sleeping for many years. They seemed to have been awakened by sensing Ye Chen's aura.
Without saying a word, they were about to kill Ye Chen, completely unaware that he was a spirit body concealed by the Feathered Immortal Robe.
Wherever the ancient sacred technique passed, space shattered and rocks turned to dust; its power was terrifying.
"Brother, do you want me dead?"
Ye Fan rolled his eyes.
He was merely a cultivator at the Divine Bridge stage; had it not been for the protection of the Chaos Green Lotus, he would have already been reduced to dust.
These two ancient ancestral kings are terrifying; their strength far surpasses that of the previous Yao Guang powerhouse.
"Your Highness, protect them!"
"I'll handle these two bastards!"
Ye Chen's eyes turned cold.
He took a step forward, directly confronting the two men.
Two ancient ancestral kings, wielding the might of saints, charged in, their blood-red eyes filled with savagery towards the human race's sacred bodies.
The ancient sacred technique tore through the sky, even crushing the divine mist of Purple Mountain, causing the rocks to crumble inch by inch and turn into dust.
Ye Chen stood in the void, his robes fluttering in the wind. Facing such a Saint-level killing move that was enough to sweep away most of the forces in the Eastern Wilderness, there was no fear on his face, only indifference.
"You are all courting death!"
As Ye Chen finished speaking, a burst of dark light erupted from between his brows, and the Devouring Demon Jar flew out on its own once more, the tear-stained ghost face mark on the jar glowing faintly.
An overwhelming imperial might, surpassing all other paths and comparable to the presence of a great emperor, suddenly spread out, instantly enveloping the entire heart of Purple Mountain.
This was not the oppressive aura of an ordinary imperial weapon, but rather the natal imperial weapon forged by the Ruthless Great Emperor using a portion of his primordial spirit and old body.
It contains an obsession and a great Dao that transcends eternity, and in an instant, it suppresses the laws of heaven and earth, causing them to tremble.
As soon as the two ancient ancestral kings rushed closer, their blood and qi instantly froze, their saintly essences groaned, and boundless fear surged in their blood-red eyes.
"Another supreme imperial weapon?"
"Impossible! How could a complete imperial weapon autonomously revive in the post-ancient era?"
They wanted to retreat, to tear through the void and escape, but under the imperial might of the Devouring Demon Jar, they couldn't even move a finger.
The sacred principles surrounding them were easily crushed like paper, and their bones creaked under the strain.
The Devouring Demon Jar trembled slightly, without any earth-shattering roar.
Only a faint ray of dark light spilled from the mouth of the jar, as if the emperor were casually brushing away dust.
"Pfft—"
The two ancient ancestral kings at the saint level didn't even have time to let out a scream.
The physical body, primordial spirit, and origin were instantly devoured, leaving not a trace, as if they had never existed in this world.
Yan Ruyu, Ye Fan, Yao Xi, and the others were all stunned, staring at the ancient pottery jar in the air, their hearts pounding wildly.
That is a sage standing atop the Eastern Wilderness!
It was instantly killed by a faint light from the imperial weapon, without even a chance to struggle.
This is the supreme power of the ultimate imperial weapon; without the Great Emperor, no one in the world can stop it.
Ye Chen raised his hand and retrieved the Devouring Demon Jar. His imperial might slowly subsided, and the deathly silence in the heart of Purple Mountain gradually dissipated.
"Let's go, Jiang Taixu isn't far away."
"Ahead lies a dangerous place with the ability to see ghosts; once we get past there, we should be able to find him."
Ye Chen's words broke the silence of the crowd.
The so-called Yin-Yang Eye is one of the dangers of Purple Mountain. The intertwining of Yin and Yang energies has killed countless powerful individuals.
Embracing yin and yang, and embracing yang and yin, this is a natural tai chi symbol, not a man-made sculpture, possessing the supreme power of nature.
"You all stay close to me."
Yan Ruyu activated the Chaos Green Lotus, and countless strands of chaotic immortal light descended, protecting everyone in the center.
Ye Chen then suspended the Devouring Demon Jar above his head, its imperial might spreading out and transforming into an invisible barrier.
With the two supreme imperial weapons protecting them simultaneously, the yin and yang energies crumbled upon contact, allowing everyone to pass through the Yin-Yang Eyes as if walking on flat ground.
"Jiang Taixu is just ahead."
Ye Chen determined the direction and led everyone away at high speed.
Beside the purple jade wall at the end of the ancient mine, there is a rough rock wall, within which a withered figure is sealed.
At this moment, Jiang Taixu's aura was weak, and his bones were clearly visible, making him almost as bad as a skeleton.
Without hesitation, Ye Chen activated the Devouring Demon Jar. With a gentle exhale of his imperial might, the array patterns disintegrated and the stone walls shattered.
"Cough cough..."
"Young friend, please convey my thanks to the Lord of the Wasteland for me."
Jiang Taixu emerged from the stone wall and thanked Ye Chen for the Devouring Demon Jar above his head.
Although the Ruthless Emperor was in the chat group, he almost never showed up or paid any attention to the others.
"King Jiang, we plan to continue deeper into the territory."
"Are you leaving early, or are you leaving with us?"
Ye Chen smiled slightly and offered no further explanation.
Let's go together.
Although Jiang Taixu had his doubts, he thought of the Wilderness Lord in the group and immediately followed behind everyone, heading towards the deepest part of Purple Mountain.
Even if they are trapped, the Empress will not stand idly by and will surely be able to rescue them.
Immediately afterwards, the group passed by a giant source and discovered that it contained fragments of divine source and a lifelike corpse.
"This should be the body of Yang Yi, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, from ten thousand years ago. Let's send it to Yaochi."
Ye Chen activated the chat group teleportation and sent the Giant Source to the current Holy Maiden of Yaochi.
"We've finally found the Source Book."
As the group continued deeper, they came across a broken skeleton.
Beside it was a silver scroll, probably over a hundred pages long, shimmering with a cold, eerie light.
"I've uploaded the Source Book to the chat group; you can download and read it yourselves."
"Remember, Master Yuan is cursed by the underworld, and misfortune will befall him in his later years."
Ye Chen collected the Origin Heavenly Book.
Anyway, everyone in the chat group can download and read it; it's shared content.
Then, he used his divine power to dig a pit and buried the skeleton.
"Let's go, let's go deeper."
The deeper Ye Chen and the others went into Purple Mountain, the stronger the aura of the Great Emperor became.
Finally, a huge stone platform appeared ahead, on which lay a stone scripture, more than ten meters long and one or two meters thick.
The stone surface is covered with Daoist runes, which are the legacy of the last emperor of the ancient era—the Beginningless Scripture.
"At the end of the immortal path, who stands atop the peak? A single glimpse of the beginningless Dao reveals all emptiness!"
"This is the Beginningless Sutra created by the Beginningless Great Emperor."
Jiang Taixu trembled all over, his eyes filled with reverence. He had been trapped in Purple Mountain for four thousand years because of the inheritance of the Great Emperor Wushi.
Ye Chen gazed at the Wushi Jing before him, his mind stirred, and as if possessed, he reached out and gently turned the first page of the stone scripture.
The moment the stone scripture was opened, an unparalleled aura of the Great Emperor erupted.
The entire Purple Mountain was roaring, and the phantom of the Beginningless Bell flashed across the sky.
"Woof!"
A dark figure suddenly darted out.
It was the size of a cow, with jet-black fur and a bald tail; it was the Black King, who had been sleeping for many years.
After landing, Black Emperor cautiously scanned its surroundings, but the moment it saw Ye Chen, its fur stood on end.
"Old master!"
"You've finally come back to see Xiao Hei."
Black King slid in with a "plop" and knelt down in front of Ye Chen, his claws gripping Ye Chen's legs tightly, his voice filled with boundless excitement and awe.
Its roar left Ye Fan, Yan Ruyu, Jiang Taixu, and the others frozen in place, their faces filled with disbelief.
This large black dog, which is suspected to have been adopted by the Great Emperor Wushi in his later years, actually calls Ye Chen his old master!