Chapter 625: 272: The World Inside the Monster!
Revenge on the Ancestor (Extra for Monthly Ticket)_2 Chapter 625: 272: The World Inside the Monster!
Revenge on the Ancestor (Extra for Monthly Ticket)_2 Quickly calming himself and contemplating an escape plan, he walked forward.
After pondering for a moment, he enveloped his palm with the Dao Force of Human Immortal.
He then carefully picked up the ebony staff from the ground.
The moment his palm touched the ebony staff, he sensed a faint resistance and fluctuations in Soul Power.
It was as if a soul was hidden in the ebony staff, repelling him.
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No wonder the Senluo offspring, previously lodged in the Soul Devouring Ancestor’s body, made strange movements, tapping the staff.
Perhaps it detected the soul in the staff and wanted to force it out, but it didn’t manage to do so.
The power of a normal Senluo offspring should not be so weak.
Chen Dengming surmised that the recent Senluo offspring lodged in the Soul Devouring Ancestor’s body was probably young, not too big in size, and relatively weak.
However, it now seems to be in the body of the original Senluo, naturally, it can’t conflict with people’s offspring.
Chen Dengming looked at the ebony staff in his hand.
This staff was very heavy, possibly half a ton.
Now, not only does it resist him, it seems the prohibition is still not lifted, possibly because the Divine Consciousness Brand that the Soul Devouring Ancestor imprinted on it had not dissipated.
In this way, Chen Dengming could deduce that the Soul Devouring Ancestor might have only lost his physical body, but his Nascent Soul had escaped.
He pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly flashing silver, like a lantern.
He used the Astonishing Formula to transfer a Human Immortal Dao Force into the ebony staff and cause destruction within.
This superior power derived from a certain Human Immortal, obviously, wasn’t ordinary.
The Divine Consciousness Brand of the Nascent Soul monster is certainly formidable, but now it is like a rootless tree, gradually being shaken by the Human Immortal Dao Force.
Suddenly, a Divine Consciousness force turned into the image of an old man with a hunchback, bursting out with a wide-open mouth, sinister and terrifying, and roaring, “You damned kid, how dare you mess with my ancestral magic treasure?”
Chen Dengming remained calm, he had been ready, the Human Immortal Dao Force that had been accumulated and ready to unleash suddenly exerted its power, the icy silver light blasting from his eyes were like two sharp swords, darting straight forward.
“Old thing!
Can’t swallow this?
Then swallow some shit!
From now on, don’t call yourself Soul Devouring Ancestor, just call yourself Shit-Eating Old Dog!”
“Damn—Ah!”
A godlike shriek spread out, the Divine Consciousness of the Soul Devouring Ancestor was brutally torn apart, and the branding collapsed along with the cracks.
Chen Dengming immediately felt the half-ton heavy ebony staff in his hands seemed to lose half of its weight.
At the same time, he also sensed the soul aura within the ebony staff.
Not only was there one, but there were more than a dozen.
The soul aura of one of them felt quite familiar to him.
It was Jia Guoxian, the Golden Core cultivator of the Hualong Sect who had once defended the border city with him but had betrayed him quickly when it was critical and abandoned him.
At this moment, sensing his aura, Jia Guoxian, who was inside the ebony staff, was also agitated, providing even stronger resistance, filled with resentment and fear.
“Who would have thought, Jia, you plotted your escape, not only did you fail to avoid disaster, but even your divine spirit was processed into soul arrows….”
Upon seeing this, Chen Dengming had a lot of feelings, his expression was calm, without a shred of pity.
One brings about one’s own destruction through one’s deeds.
While he was always kind-hearted, he was no saint to retort a grudge with kindness.
Even a Bodhisattva has a wrathful Vajra face, and saints have a Dharma Body to protect the Dao.
This Jia Guoxian got the death he deserved, it was only the return of his own bitter fruit.
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And those who reap their own bitter fruit are not just one person.
In a range of mountains rarely traveled by humans, thousands of miles away from the border city, there stood a gloomy black peak.
Raging wave-like mountain streams spurted out of a waterfall-like cave, the violent currents swirling and galloping.
The intimidating roar, relentlessly shaking the heart.
But at this moment, what was even more heart-fluttering than this ghostly sound of the water waves, was the suppressed, furious roar.
Even though this roar was deliberately suppressed, it still radiated waves of intense spiritual might, causing a death-like silence in the wilderness.
Within the interstices of the barren stones dotted along the waterfall bank, a fist-sized spiritual body resembling a baby was hiding, letting out a muffled roar of unbearable rage.
“Longevity Daozi!!”
In his luminescent eyes, flame-like fury swirled, the anger raging in his heart like a fire battering against his chest, itching to erupt.
The cause of his fury was that the divine consciousness mark on his magical treasure, the Soul Fetching Bow and Rod, had just been shattered.
The power that shattered his divine consciousness mark was a familiar one – it was Longevity Daozi whom he had been hunting.
This former prey had not only damaged his physical body, had nearly cost him his existence, but was now gambling with his life, stealing his magical treasure, and showing no respect whatsoever.
Just the thought of this was enough to make him feel like his nascent soul was on the verge of exploding on the spot.
The fact that his magical treasure had been taken meant that his physical body had also been discovered by the other party and was likely on the verge of destruction.
Then, when he thought about the audacious youngster who had dared to make him eat shit and had renamed him “Shit-Eating Old Dog,” he realized that they might have taken some bold and disrespectful action with his corpse.
In spite of himself, he died a bit on the inside.
Yet with all this he was helpless.
He had to find a suitable body to possess quickly to secure his cultivation realm and prevent his cultivation from dropping.
As for how long it would take him to stabilize his cultivation after taking over a new body, and to plan his revenge…
his conservative estimate would need to include time in the decades.
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Meanwhile,
In the Longevity Sect,
He Yingyu, relaxed yet weary, used her spiritual energy to carry two unconscious boys and girls.
She flew out of the entrance of the Dao Orthodoxy, landing on the ground covered with ginkgo tree leaves.
Her exquisitely embroidered skirt brushed the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Seeing Su Yanyan waiting outside, a soft smile appeared on He Yingyu’s delicate, porcelain-like face.
She respectfully said,
“Third Ancestor, my husband is temporarily safe.
I believe he will definitely be able to get out of danger.”
“Hmm!”
Su Yanyan nodded slightly, but knew that He Yingyu was forcing herself to smile.
While Chen Dengming was indeed temporarily safe, he was still in grave danger, most likely already swallowed by Senluo.
If it had been a peaceful time in the past, the Ancestor might have been able to try and rescue him from the Land of Fallen.
However, in the current situation, the Ancestor was unable to act.
The Daoist was certainly very important, but the sect, the Dao orthodoxy of the sect, and the other many disciples within the sect were also critical.
They needed the Ancestor for protection and guidance.
As Su Yanyan was contemplating the Ancestor’s arrangements, her eyes fell on the two teenagers floating next to He Yingyu, and she shook her head slightly.
Chen Dengming’s offspring had no qualifications for cultivation, but the determination shown earlier was incredible.
If it weren’t for their unwavering determination and longing for Chen Dengming, they might not have been able to summon such strong heart force.
But now that the two children had entered the Cultivation World, how would Nephew Chen deal with their determination?
“I’m thinking too far ahead.
For now, I need to figure out how to save him…
that’s what’s important…”
With a light laugh, Su Yanyan said to He Yingyu, “You should come with us this time.
After we reach the border town, we’ll head out to the Land of Fallen to leave the Four Regions.
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We might have a chance to help him…
but remember, Senluo is extremely powerful, so we can only hope for a chance to indirectly probe into the situation.
Do not act recklessly.”
He Yingyu’s heart trembled, and she immediately thanked her, bowing deeply.
“I’m grateful on behalf of my husband, third Ancestor!”
She firmly believed, that Chen Dengming would find a way to turn danger into safety.
She definitely didn’t want to be a widow.
There was nobody in the world who could rival her husband…
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