Chapter 177: The Killing Demon Lord (Seventeen)

Another millennium passed.
During this time, Su Chen achieved minor success in his Demonic God-Slaying Embryo, breaking through to the Saint King Realm, shocking all races.
Countless powerful figures died at Su Chen's hands, and even the races behind them suffered his ruthless attacks. Many forces, unable to tolerate this any longer, formed the Demon-Slaying Alliance to hunt him down. Furthermore, a Great Saint from the Dao Sect prematurely emerged, attempting to eliminate Su Chen.
After this battle, Su Chen vanished without a trace, not appearing for hundreds of years. This delighted everyone, who speculated whether such a peerless ruthless figure had perished.
Su Chen was indeed severely injured, hunted by a Great Saint, and even with the intervention of the Ancestor of Slaughter, he nearly died.
The Mysterious Land of the God of Slaughter Palace
Su Chen let out a soft breath. After hundreds of years under the protection of the God of Slaughter Palace's foundation, Su Chen's injuries had recovered to about 70-80%.
"The Dao Sect actually sent an old codger to hunt me down; they're really willing to go to such lengths!"
The former Quasi-Emperor level experts were almost all wiped out in the Dark Turmoil. Great Saints were the protectors of the successors of the great geniuses vying for the Emperor position within the top forces of the myriad races. Each Great Saint was a limited number, the strongest besides the Emperor, representing the foundation of the sect, and not to be easily deployed unless facing a life-or-death crisis!
Su Chen hadn't expected the Dao Sect to act unpredictably. To stifle him, they directly used their trump card. One must know that once such a powerful figure emerged, how easy was it to return to their Divine Source and seal themselves away? Emerging from the world was tantamount to a death sentence; they could never return to their Divine Source to await the great era.
A figure resembling an infant appeared, cursing, "That damned old Dao Sect bastard, his strength is terrifying!"
The Ancestor of Slaughter stared at Su Chen and said, "Now that your injuries have healed, your Killing God Demon Embryo is near completion, and your cultivation has reached the Saint King realm, do you wish to seal yourself away and wait for the Great World to open?"
With Su Chen's strength, he was more than capable of competing for the Emperor's Path in the Great World.
Su Chen refused.
The Ancestor of Slaughter was astonished: "Could it be that you intend to advance further in this Dharma-ending Age?"
This was indeed Su Chen's thought.
"At least... I must raise my cultivation to the Great Saint realm before choosing to enter the Divine Source!"
Su Chen hadn't forgotten that in the previous Great World, those monstrous geniuses who had competed with Fang Bubai for the Emperor's Path were still alive; their births were at least Saint King level experts.
Two thousand years later
The Dao Sect elder who had been chasing Su Chen reached the end of his Saint Lifespan.
The starry sky trembled.
Someone was about to break through to the Great Saint realm in this era.
"It's the Demon Lord of Slaughter... He's not dead yet?"
Sensing that terrifying aura, all living beings were shocked. The terrifying, peerless fiend from two thousand years ago was still alive!
In the Dharma-ending Age, defying the heavens, he broke through to the Great Saint realm.
Su Chen, his demonic power overwhelming, looked at the nearly decaying old man before him and said, "Old man, you suppressed me for two thousand years, did you ever expect this day?"
The old man calmly replied, "But in these two thousand years, Demon Lord, you also learned to restrain the killing intent in your heart, didn't you?"
Su Chen smiled.
In these two thousand years, he had completely controlled the Demonic Embryo of the God of Slaughter, no longer influenced by it. He cultivated the inheritance of the Emperor of Slaughter. Under the influence of the Demonic Embryo of the God of Slaughter, Su Chen would continuously slaughter powerful beings and living beings. This was his nourishment, his physical instinct, and the means by which he could become stronger.
Su Chen said, "Are you a Daoist or a Buddhist cultivator? Have you spent these past two thousand years helping me suppress the Demonic Embryo of the God of Slaughter?"
"Buddha sacrificed his flesh to feed the eagle, you sacrificed yourself for righteousness. Know that while I can control my killing intent, it doesn't mean I don't hold grudges."
The old man replied, "Although the Demon Lord still kills, it's not for the sake of killing. This means my purpose has been achieved. Now my life is coming to an end. If the Demon Lord wants a battle, I will naturally accompany him."
Su Chen didn't kill him; this old fellow was going to die.
Several months after Su Chen left, mournful cries echoed from the Dao Sect. The Great Sage of the Dao Sect had died.
Just as Su Chen was preparing to seal himself away,
another major event occurred:
"A Quasi-Emperor's Relic has appeared?"
Su Chen prepared his Divine Source, but at this moment, he stopped in his tracks.
Because...
What appeared was a battlefield buried in the void, terrifying beyond measure.
Legend has it that this place was once the site of a battle between two legendary figures and a supreme being, which shattered a space, causing it to sink into turbulent currents and disappear. Now, tens of thousands of years later, it has reappeared, likely containing an incredibly astonishing legacy, perhaps even alarming some ancient monsters!
Su Chen's expression was strange.
Isn't this the very place where he fought alongside Li Shenhua against the Blood Slaughter Supreme in his previous life?
Now it has actually reappeared!
Su Chen decided not to seal himself away.
His lifespan was only five thousand years remaining, not enough to wait for the Great Era to begin.
However… in his previous life, he had brought out a secret treasure from the Bronze Immortal Palace that could extend his lifespan… Although using the bronze oil lamp would have terrible consequences, the future consequences were insignificant compared to the benefits!
If he could live until the Great Era began, plan for ten thousand years, and wait for the Emperor's Road to reopen, who would be his opponent?
Su Chen decided not to remain sealed away!
At this moment, numerous forces were alarmed, and terrifying figures rushed into the starry sky one after another.
In the Azure Netherworld Dao Domain, the transcendent Dao lineage of Falling Emperor Mountain, which had been silent for a long time, stirred. From that ancient forbidden zone, a towering figure emerged and headed into the starry sky.
“How can my father’s remains fall into the hands of others?”
The one who emerged was none other than Lin Changsheng, the Great Sage of Longevity, who had sealed himself within his divine source. Tens of thousands of years had passed, and Lin Changsheng’s strength had become even more terrifying. He directly stormed beyond the domain, heading straight for the battlefield. Wielding the Longevity Sword, he forcefully cleaved a path through it.
The ancient battlefield was in utter chaos, littered with blood and flesh, and still brimming with destructive power. Even a Saint Realm expert who rashly entered would only meet a gruesome end.
“It’s the Great Sage of Longevity from Falling Emperor Mountain!”
Many prominent figures recognized this peerless powerhouse.
This was a supreme being who had survived the most terrifying dark turmoil and even the hands of those who had attained unorthodox enlightenment!
Lin Changsheng looked at the assembled saints and declared domineeringly, "Today, I only wish to reclaim my father's remains. If any of you obstruct me, then taste whether the Longevity Sword in my hand is sharp enough!"
Having said this, Lin Changsheng completely ignored the terrifying aura of destruction lingering from the past, cleaving a path with his sword and stepping into the ancient battlefield.
The saints exchanged glances, but none dared to stop him.