landbeastnovel Chapter 38 Devouring Heaven and Earth, Purple Mountain Shocks the Primordial Era
Chapter 38 Devouring Heaven and Earth, Purple Mountain Shocks the Primordial Era
"Buzz—"
The heavens and earth trembled, and the sun, moon, and stars seemed to lose their luster at that moment.
An ancient-looking pottery jar slowly flew out from between Ye Chen's eyebrows and hovered above his head.
The jar is not ornate; it even has a slightly rough, earthenware texture.
However, the naturally formed ghost face mark on it, with its tear stains, is both smiling and not smiling, yet it exudes the supreme imperial might that suppresses all ages.
The Devouring Demon Jar!
It is neither the lid nor the body of the jar, but the complete and flawless Devouring Demon Jar!
The moment it appeared, the Devouring Vortex unleashed by the Great Power of Yao Guang trembled violently, as if it had encountered a true sovereign who controlled its life and death.
The domineering devouring power within the vortex could not advance even an inch further.
Instead, it began to flow uncontrollably against the current and dissipate, as if it had seen the origin, the true source of "devouring the heavens".
"No, that's impossible!"
"A complete...complete Devouring Demon Jar, how could it recognize you as its master?"
The sinister smile on Yao Guang's face froze instantly, turning into boundless horror and fear, his voice distorted and cracked due to extreme terror.
He frantically activated the Devouring Demon Art, trying to stabilize his devouring vortex, and even attempted to control and influence the demon jar in reverse.
However, it was all in vain.
The Devouring Demon Jar trembled slightly.
The swirling vortex that enveloped the heavens and earth collapsed and dissipated like a burst bubble.
The vast energy and laws contained within were absorbed and dissolved silently by the magic jar without even causing a ripple.
The powerful Yao Guang was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his aura suddenly weakened.
His most powerful, hidden, and ultimate trump card, the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, was the foundation of his rampage.
Faced with the true form of the Demon Jar, it was so vulnerable that the backlash caused him to suffer severe damage instantly.
"The Sacred Technique of Myriad Transformations!"
The great power Yao Guang was terrified. At this critical moment of life and death, he dared not hold back in the slightest.
He let out a sharp cry, and a completely different terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body.
This aura was no longer sinister and domineering, but instead carried a supreme Daoist charm that disregarded all laws and transformed the miraculous into the decaying.
He moved his hands in mysterious trajectories, as if demonstrating the birth and death of the Great Dao, and a mysterious power spread out.
This caused the power of the Four Symbols Grand Array attacking him from all sides, as well as the power of the Primordial Holy Light Technique, to rapidly weaken and disintegrate, as if they were about to be "transformed" of their mystique and returned to the ordinary.
This is another supreme secret technique created by the Ruthless Great Emperor—the Myriad Transformations Sacred Technique!
It can transform all the laws of the world and break all kinds of supernatural powers.
Upon uttering this technique, even Ye Chen's offensive was momentarily halted, and the power of the attacks unleashed by his several avatars was greatly reduced.
Taking advantage of this moment, the powerful Yao Guang transformed into a streak of dark light that was almost impossible to detect.
He burned his essence and life force, sparing no expense, and used his fastest escape technique to tear through the void and flee from this place.
Escape! We must escape!
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.
The Devouring Demon Jar recognized Ye Chen as its master; what did that mean? He dared not think too deeply about it.
Staying here will only lead to certain death.
"You think it's too late to leave now?"
Ye Chen's icy voice, like the whisper of a god, rang clearly in his ears.
From the moment the Devouring Demon Jar appeared and locked onto the powerful Yao Guang, it was a powerful force.
Its aura, its origin, and all its connections with the ruthless Daoist arts have been firmly anchored by this imperial weapon.
Even if Zhang Chongshan were in his prime, let alone now that he is seriously injured, he would not be able to escape from the complete lock of the magic jar.
The spatial rift torn by the Great Power of Yao Guang was not yet fully formed when the ghost face mark on the mouth of the Devouring Demon Jar suddenly emitted a silent shriek.
It doesn't act on the eardrums, but resonates directly in the depths of the soul!
The dark light surged instantly, transforming into a black ribbon that stretched across the heavens and earth.
Ignoring spatial distance, ignoring the power of the Myriad Transformations Sacred Technique, and even ignoring the protective treasures and divine light activated by the burning of the Yao Guang Great Power's origin, it landed on him with unparalleled precision.
"No--"
Yao Guang Da Neng let out a desperate and unwilling roar, his voice filled with endless regret and fear.
A dark light swept across, revealing this man who enjoyed a formidable reputation in the Eastern Wilderness and secretly practiced the Devouring Heaven Demon Art.
Furthermore, it is unknown how many geniuses' essences they devoured, all of whom were attempting to break through to the Dao-Slaying King realm.
Its body, its sea of suffering, its consciousness, and all traces of its existence combined with demonic arts...
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the words appeared as if they had been erased by an eraser.
Silently and without a trace, completely annihilated.
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no horrific carnage.
Only a wisp of barely perceptible black smoke drifted away, and the Devouring Demon Jar in the air slowly rotated and returned to calm.
It hung there quietly, the ghostly face on the jar looking both sad and happy, as if it had only done a trivial little thing.
"What was that old guy thinking?"
"They actually used the Devouring Heaven Demon Art to deal with my brother."
Ye Fan shrugged.
Ever since he learned that he had an empress sister, he's been standing much straighter now.
He's now a powerful figure, a pillar of strength.
What ancient clans, what immortal holy lands—compared to a living emperor, they are nothing.
"This is not a place to linger!"
"Zhang Chongshan has already revealed our whereabouts. The experts from the Jiang and Ji families will probably arrive in no time. We must quickly enter Zishan to rescue Jiang Taixu."
Ye Chen had noticed something was wrong earlier.
Moreover, there was a familiar aura in the shadows—the same half-step Great Power who attacked him in the Demon Emperor's Tomb with a vicious look in his eyes.
Ye Chen had been suppressed by the top experts and had no time to deal with that rat in the gutter, which allowed it to escape.
"Okay, let's get started right away."
Yan Ruyu agreed.
They offended three major forces: the Yao Guang Holy Land, which lost the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, as well as the Ancient Jiang Family and the Ji Family.
Since the other party can't target Ye Chen, they might target Yan Ruyu, Ye Fan, and Pang Bo instead.
If they can rescue Jiang Taixu, at least the feud between the ancient Jiang family can be resolved smoothly.
Yao Xi had already broken ties with the Yao Guang Holy Land, and was now closely following behind the others.
Without further delay, the group followed the faint aura of a divine king deep within Purple Mountain and stepped into this ancient remnant.
Purple Mountain is ancient and vast, its body shrouded in endless divine mist, the rocks appearing dark purple and radiating a cold, holy glow.
The air was thick with a wild and untamed atmosphere, and even the void seemed to exude a suffocating stillness.
Along the way, one can see broken and fragmented divine bones, all of which have turned into fossils over time.
Deep within Zishan Mountain, ancient roars could be faintly heard, sending chills down one's spine.
"What a depressing place. I'm afraid many ancient creatures are sleeping here."
Her face was as beautiful as jade, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.
She urged the Chaos Green Lotus to release strands of immortal light, resisting the fierce aura seeping in from the surroundings.
Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Qin Yao were all on edge.
Their cultivation was still shallow, and every step they took in this Purple Mountain was like walking on thin ice.
Just as the group reached the heart of Purple Mountain, the earth suddenly trembled, and two terrifyingly powerful auras of saints erupted.
It was like two ancient divine mountains pressing down, instantly locking onto the five people below.
"Human Holy Body, die!"
Two ancient and ferocious roars shattered the clouds and mist, and two ancient ancestral kings, each over ten feet tall and clad in ancient beast skins, emerged from the earth.
Their eyes were like blood moons, and their saintly aura swept across the surroundings. With a wave of their hands, they unleashed ancient saintly techniques, blasting towards Ye Chen.