Chapter 2109 - 1971: Chen Daozang Leaves Seclusion

Chapter 2109: Chapter 1971: Chen Daozang Leaves Seclusion

Under the Demon Cave Abyss, the Demon Cloud churned, and ghostly wails echoed, like Hell on Earth.

A young body sat upright on an altar, covered in mysterious Demon Patterns.

At this moment, within this shell full of life vitality, two Divine Souls were fiercely entangled, devouring each other.

"I won’t let you succeed, you old fool. Don’t even dream of it!" The young Divine Soul turned into a blazing flame, morphing into the shape of a young man, resisting desperately.

"After the takeover, I will become you, and you will become me. We will be inseparable; whatever you wish to do, I will do it for you."

The other elderly Divine Soul was relentless, desperately trying to devour the young Divine Soul, yet was never able to succeed.

"Bah, you can fool kids with that talk. I am already forty to fifty years old, eaten more salt than you’ve eaten rice. Want to deceive me, save your efforts." The young Divine Soul sneered coldly.

The elderly Divine Soul: "..."

He had lived for more than four thousand years, definitely a living fossil; not just forty or fifty years old, even four or five hundred years old was like a child before him.

Yet at this moment, he was being despised by a little brat in his eyes; how could he bear this?

"Chen Daozang, don’t push me, or I will slaughter everyone in your hometown." The elderly Divine Soul threatened furiously.

"No need for you to do it; once I’ve merged with you, I will settle the score myself." The young Divine Soul was none other than the long-lost Chen Daozang.

Back then, he was in a sorry state, chased like a dog by Ye Fan from Earth to the Xuan Realm. This feud must be avenged.

Along with Yan, Evil Emperor, and others, all those persecutions he faced must be returned tenfold.

It was precisely due to this obsession that he held on steadfastly during the confrontation with the Ancestor of the Netherworld, never allowing the takeover to succeed.

At first, he was at an absolute disadvantage; the Divine Soul of the Ancestor of the Netherworld was much stronger than his, and the spiritual power was also mightier. To survive, he had to compromise temporarily, feigning agreement with the Ancestor of the Netherworld.

Later, under the pressure of the Ancestor of the Netherworld’s Divine Soul, his own Divine Soul gradually grew stronger, and he explored some rules of Divine Soul combat.

Afterward, to avenge, he falsely agreed with the Ancestor of the Netherworld, promising that as long as the Ancestor assisted him in killing Ye Fan, he would no longer resist and would willingly be taken over.

The Ancestor of the Netherworld was overjoyed, and after a two-year tug-of-war, he was deeply shocked by Chen Daozang’s steadfast will.

This little brat was simply a thorn, steadfast and untouchable, definitely a tough bone to gnaw.

Sometimes, he even doubted whether it was right or wrong to choose him for the takeover.

But the situation had already occurred, remorse was wasted, and he could only wholeheartedly endeavor to devour Chen Daozang’s Divine Soul, eventually completing the merger and occupying what he viewed as a near-perfect body.

Now all it took was killing a junior for him to willingly cease resisting; he certainly wouldn’t refuse.

However, at that time was precisely the critical juncture for the takeover, neither the Ancestor of the Netherworld nor he could possibly appear in person, only sending elite assassins to kill Ye Fan.

However, they misjudged Ye Fan’s prowess, ultimately ending in failure and retreat.

After that, Ye Fan embarked on the Xing Kong Gu Road, and they had no opportunity anymore.

The assassination failed, but the returning assassin claimed Ye Fan was dead, with no remains, failing to deliver his head.

The Ancestor of the Netherworld was thrilled; as long as Ye Fan was dead, being unable to bring back his skull was no longer crucial.

He eagerly prepared for the takeover merger, but met with fierce resistance from Chen Daozang’s Divine Soul, utterly unprepared to fulfill the promise.

Chen Daozang reneged, fiercely contested, and even crazily implemented counter-takeover, devouring his Divine Soul.

After five years of honing and confrontation, Chen Daozang’s Divine Soul gradually grew, ultimately counter-taking over most of the Ancestor of the Netherworld’s Divine Soul with overwhelming force.

Today marks the day of breaking through, also the day of victory for Chen Daozang, relying on formidable willpower, he refined the last of the Ancestor of the Netherworld’s Divine Soul, gaining all his inheritance.

All of a sudden, Chen Daozang’s strength surged, leaping from the Lord Realm Peak to the Peak of Venerable Realm, crossing an entire Great Realm.

Since the Ancestor of the Netherworld had long passed the Heavenly Tribulation, his breakthrough this time did not trigger a Heavenly Tribulation but was no weaker than a Supreme Holy Master who had passed the terrifying tribulations.

In the beginning, with the Ancestor of the Netherworld’s quasi Fourth Layer Heaven strength, succeeding in the takeover might preserve his original realm; even if some was lost, it was worthwhile.

However, Proving Dao as Quasi-Emperor necessitates realizing it on one’s own, and while Chen Daozang is undeniably a genius, he couldn’t break this rule.

The Emperor’s Law varies for everyone, requiring personal realization to genuinely step into the Quasi-Emperor Realm.

Precisely for this reason, despite Chen Daozang counter-taking over the Ancestor of the Netherworld and acquiring all his inheritance and terrifying might, rich in battle and assassination experience, he still halted at the Peak of Venerable Realm, unable to instantly breakthrough into Quasi-Emperor Realm.

"Am I Chen Daozang or the Ancestor of the Netherworld?" After awakening, Chen Daozang exclaimed.

Ultimately, his gaze gradually sharpened, emanating Supreme Holy Master-level pressure all over, coldly stating: "I am who I am, no one can change that, not even a Quasi-Emperor."

He didn’t rush out but continued cultivating, thoroughly stabilizing the realm and comprehending various martial arts and secret techniques obtained from the Ancestor of the Netherworld.

"Haa..."

The Demon Cloud churned, the sinister wind gusted, Chen Daozang, wearing a black cape, with a terrifying Demon Pattern on his face, slowly floated up from the Abyss.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

Five Sha Sheng simultaneously knelt down, worshiping Chen Daozang.

In their eyes, Chen Daozang was the Ancestor of the Netherworld, another Tao Body of their ancestor.

"Congratulations, Ancestor, cheers to the Ancestor, for the successful takeover and living a new life!"

The five spoke in unison, flawless, seemingly practiced countless times, offering felicitations to Chen Daozang.

"All rise!"

Chen Daozang waved his hand expressionlessly, and a surging Holy Power like a mountain came forth and lifted the five people up.

Then, he said coldly, "I am not your Ancestor. That old thing was refined by me, completely vanished into smoke."

"What?"

The five of them were all shocked, their faces showing disbelief as if they’d seen a ghost.

"How is this possible?"

This was the only thought in their minds.

They couldn’t believe it; the Ancestor, skilled in Creation, how could he fail to take over? And instead be refined by him?

"Everything is possible!" Chen Daozang said coldly, as the demonic patterns on his face gradually receded, revealing a pale countenance.

The leading one of the Sha Sheng had a glint of cruelty in his eyes and proposed, "Since he killed the Ancestor, then let’s join forces to eliminate him and avenge the Ancestor!"

As he spoke, he was the first to make a move, a blood-stained dagger sword like a venomous snake spit out, ruthlessly striking at Chen Daozang’s throat.

The other four Sha Sheng also made their moves simultaneously, their angles were cunning, their strikes fierce and ruthless, all targeting Chen Daozang’s lethal spots.

They played the same idea; with the Ancestor dead, as long as they got rid of Chen Daozang, they’d be the rulers of the Netherworld Sacred Land.

Power makes people crazy, they took risks, wanting to eliminate Chen Daozang in one move.

The five of them were Sha Sheng capable of assassinating Supreme Holy Masters, incredibly terrifying in strength, cooperating and unleashing deadly techniques, believing that even a Quasi-Emperor would drink hate.

However, they still underestimated Chen Daozang’s ruthlessness and strength; this was a true tyrant.

He had anticipated this scene long ago, otherwise, he wouldn’t have appeared recklessly and informed them of the truth.

In fact, if he hadn’t revealed it and continued to impersonate the Ancestor of Netherworld, no one would have recognized him.

Five years of blending, he was already thoroughly familiar with everything about the Ancestor of Netherworld, and having devoured his Divine Soul, he could impersonate flawlessly.

Yet, he didn’t do so, because he felt no need to impersonate anyone.

He was Chen Daozang, merely that reason was enough.

"Swish!"

Chen Daozang’s figure flickered, disappearing instantly from the original spot, and then the leading Sha Sheng just felt a chill on his neck, a short dagger was already pressed against his throat.

"Bang!"

Chen Daozang did not kill him, but instead knocked him unconscious directly with the hilt.

Immediately, he unfolded the deadly techniques he had obtained from the Ancestor of Netherworld, moving among the four Sha Sheng, his hands continuously waving.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The four terrifying Sha Sheng didn’t even last the time for a cup of tea in his hands before being directly knocked to the ground by him.

"Submit? If not, come again!"

Overlooking the five, Chen Daozang said with a semblance of a smile.

"We submit, we submit!"

With strength disparity so vast, their combined forces weren’t a match for Chen Daozang. If they didn’t submit, they had no doubt Chen Daozang would kill them.

To those who confirm Dao by killing, killing someone is just like playing, they wouldn’t have any psychological burden.

And Chen Daozang was the most talented in nearly a thousand years, even the Ancestor’s Divine Soul was refined and fused by him, what would he not dare to do?

"Pledge allegiance to me, and I will grant you eternal life!" Chen Daozang was filled with domineering energy, like a Demon Emperor who trampled the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths underfoot.

Five people exchanged looks, then gritted their teeth, knelt on one knee, offering their Life-bound Essence Blood, pledging allegiance, swearing unconditional submission.

"Very good!"

Chen Daozang overlooked the five, then flicked his fingers continuously, sending out five beams of black light into their sea of consciousness.

"I assume you’re not unfamiliar with this technique, right?"

Chen Daozang said blandly, "Yes, this is the Mother-child Yin Soul Curse, as long as you harbor any disloyalty, you’ll suffer the agony of Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul."

The five people trembled all over, cold sweat pouring out, secretly sighing at Chen Daozang’s ruthlessness and mercilessness, his deep schemes, great depth of thought.

Being planted with this Mother-child Yin Soul Curse, as long as he wills it, he can make the five people perish and be beyond redemption.

Perhaps, death isn’t frightening, but the pain of Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul makes them shiver just at the thought.

From this point, they completely abandoned thoughts of rebellion; they could only pledge allegiance to Chen Daozang wholeheartedly, with no other path to take.

"Pledge allegiance unto death, never to betray!"

The five knelt with both knees and pledged allegiance to Chen Daozang.