Chapter 102 Blood of the Chaos Demon God
"Hmph! You think you can leave?" Seeing Feng Zichen trying to escape, the Demonic Embryo sneered, not wanting to let him have his way.
"Lock me!" The ancient Chaos words fell, and the heavens and earth suddenly trembled inexplicably. A strange aura permeated the air, and a peculiar power descended. Feng Zichen felt as if he were sinking into a quagmire, unable to move.
At the same time, on the earth's origin, a giant roared, transforming into chains of divine Dao, soaring into the sky and coiling towards Feng Zichen, attempting to pull him into the earth's origin.
Knowing the situation was critical, Feng Zichen's mind stirred. In an instant, he gathered all his magical power and fiercely struck the Primordial Dao Bell.
"Clang!"
The magnificent bell sound rang out, like the sound of the Great Dao, like the roar of heaven and earth. The peculiar power vanished instantly, and the void returned to normal.
The bell's waves, after breaking the void's seal, did not disappear but continued to spread, crushing the chains of divine Dao that attacked Feng Zichen.
"Ha! I'm leaving, and you think you can stop me?" Looking down at the earth's origin, Feng Zichen's face turned cold. With a flick of his sleeve, he unleashed several bolts of Myriad Manifestations Divine Thunder. Rumble
! Thunder roared as the Myriad Manifestations Divine Thunder first transformed into a sea of lightning, striking downwards.
Upon reaching the earth's origin, it suddenly manifested as the sun, moon, stars, and all things in the universe, forming a vast world that crashed down. Instantly, lightning scattered, and the world turned a blinding white.
"Go!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Zichen reached out and tore open space, revealing a spatial tunnel, and flashed inside.
"Want to leave? Not so easy! Don't you know whose territory this is?"
The demonic fetus hiding in the shadows noticed Feng Zichen's movements, its face showing mockery. It didn't stop him, quietly watching him enter the spatial tunnel.
"Hmm?" Stepping out of the spatial tunnel, Feng Zichen looked around and was greatly shocked. Before him, the earth's origin churned endlessly, boundless and limitless.
A sweep of his divine sense revealed that Feng Zichen was now only a hundred steps away from where he had been.
In other words, his spatial traversal had only covered a hundred steps, less than the distance he could have covered in a single leap.
"Haha, this place is a self-contained space. Entering is easy, leaving is difficult. No one can leave without my permission!" A mass of earth's essence rose, transforming into a burly figure that walked before Feng Zichen and spoke to him.
"Tell me, what are your conditions? How can I leave?" Seeing the demonic embryo appear, Feng Zichen seemed somewhat resigned.
"If you want to leave this place, you can. As long as you leave behind the inheritance of the Chaos Demon God and the inheritance of Pangu, I will let you leave without any hindrance." Glancing warily at the Hongmeng Dao Bell, the demonic embryo assured him.
"Oh! How can I trust you?"
"How can you guarantee that after obtaining the inheritance, you won't turn your back on me?"
Hearing the demonic embryo's assurance, Feng Zichen merely smiled. Although he didn't care in his heart, he said something else entirely.
"Do you have a choice? You can only trust me!"
"Either hand over the inheritance, and I'll let you leave; or fight to the death against the source of the earth. After you die from exhaustion, I'll devour your true spirit and still obtain the inheritance!"
Sensing a hint of fear in Feng Zichen's words, the demonic fetus grew even more powerful, its words brimming with domineering arrogance, as if victory was assured.
"Hmm, then there's no room for negotiation!" Nodding, Feng Zichen suddenly raised the Primordial Dao Bell and smashed it down on the demonic fetus's clone before him, shattering its brains and killing it instantly.
"Bastard! You want to die? I'll grant your wish!" In the distance, another clone of the demonic fetus appeared, cursing Feng Zichen angrily.
As soon as the demonic fetus finished speaking, Feng Zichen suddenly felt a pang of fear, his hair stood on end, and a sharp pain shot through the back of his head as if pricked by needles, his true spirit trembling violently.
Without time to think, a dazzling divine light erupted from his body, innate Dao patterns flashed, various supernatural powers bloomed, and his blood energy surged.
With a whoosh, like a streak of light, Feng Zichen instantly shifted sideways, fleeing into the distance.
Almost simultaneously, the moment Feng Zichen left, a jet-black arrow, tinged with a hint of blood, shot towards him, striking the very spot where he had just been standing.
With a deafening boom, the void itself shattered, and the area erupted in chaos.
This arrow carried astonishing power, striking the void and exploding with a deafening roar. A torrent of chaotic, malevolent energy erupted, its explosive force spreading in all directions, seemingly capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, terrifying the world.
"That's… the blood of the Chaos Demon God!?"
Feng Zichen trembled slightly. The hint of blood on the arrow was unmistakably the blood of the Chaos Demon God, capable of corrupting one's path and destroying one's true spirit.
Even a mere glancing wound from it would be enough to destroy one's physical body; nothing would remain but the physical form.
Fortunately, he had repeatedly encountered fortuitous opportunities and had also cultivated the Three Pure Ones Dao Scripture, resulting in his spiritual sense being incredibly powerful, far surpassing that of other cultivators at the same level. He sensed the fatal crisis in advance, otherwise he would have died.
"Good, very good!" At this moment, Feng Zichen suddenly turned around, staring intently at the source of the earth, his heart surging with killing intent, and gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"What, such keen spiritual sense, you actually avoided it!"
On the other side of the source of the earth, another demonic fetus clone appeared, his face showing surprise, shocked by Feng Zichen's spiritual sense. He held a large black bow, the very arrow he had just shot.
"However, if you can dodge the first time, can you dodge the second, the third? There will always be an arrow that hits you."
After the shock, he drew his longbow again, aimed at Feng Zichen, and shot three arrows in succession.
Danger, extreme danger!
Before the long arrows even got close, Feng Zichen felt a chill run down his spine, the shadow of death looming over his heart, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
Facing these three long arrows, the power of merit and spiritual light could not withstand them.
Through years of understanding, Feng Zichen had come to realize that while the light of merit was powerful, the impure energy of heaven and earth was its greatest weakness, capable of neutralizing it.
He had learned this the hard way during his battle with the Daoist of Annihilation in Thunder Swamp, making the memory particularly vivid.
The long arrow, carrying a trace of the remnant blood of a chaotic demon god, was the most malevolent object in the world, naturally antagonizing the light of merit—its greatest nemesis.
"Buzz!"
A golden Dao seal appeared between Feng Zichen's brows, its radiance shimmering and growing ever brighter, dazzling like a great sun illuminating the world.
The Innate Supreme Yang Divine Light was the purest and most refined light, belonging to the same category as the sun, supremely strong and yang, and most effective at suppressing malevolent energy.
"Hmph!"
A beam of Innate Supreme Yang Divine Light shot out from between his brows, piercing through the void, like a golden immortal sword, sacred and powerful.
Amidst the clanging sounds, the blinding crimson arrow, hurtling towards them, was blocked by the innate supreme yang divine light, then sliced and shattered into pieces.
Finally, with a hissing sound, the arrow was purified, transforming into a wisp of smoke and disappearing.
(End of Chapter)