Published: January 8, 2025
Boom! The last trace of willpower exploded instantly, even the soul was devoured, leaving nothing behind—better off in reincarnation, never to be reborn!
"Who else thinks I dare not kill? Want to remain in a state of no reincarnation? Just speak up."
Qin Chen looked down, his expression indifferent.
The supreme being who dominated the world, who had plotted for millions of years, almost annihilated the Ji Family's ancestor Ji Tianguang, was utterly slain on this day, his soul shattered, unable to enter reincarnation!
Silence enveloped the surroundings! It was overwhelmingly shocking!
Ji Tianyao… had fallen!
Ji Tianyao was dead.
The rabbit's death grieved the fox.
The top-tier expert who had been contending against himself for eternity, leading the Ji Family to resist the Xiao Family in the Ancient Realm, was dead just like that.
Whether it was Ji Tianguang or Xiao Wudao, both felt a chill in their hearts.
This kid is a madman.
At this moment, Xiao Wudao and the others finally recalled the scene in the Ancient Realm not long ago. They had forgotten that Qin Chen was indeed a madman, one who dared to turn the Ancient Realm upside down for a woman, even making the Divine Craftsman Supreme join in his madness.
Killing everyone was nothing to him.
“Jiejiejie, kid, there are still a few guys here with considerable cultivation, why don’t I just devour them too?”
Buzz! A cold shadow slowly emerged from the Mysterious Rusty Sword, exuding an astonishing aura. The moment this aura appeared, Xiao Wudao and Ji Tianguang felt a terrifying suppressive force, as if they were being watched by some horrifying demon.
It felt as if they were facing the ancestor of the Demon Tribe.
Hiss! This guy actually had such a powerful being lurking within him?
They had been unaware of this during their time in the Ancient Realm.
What other trump cards did Qin Chen possess?
While they were shocked, they suddenly saw Qin Chen slap that terrifying black shadow, pushing him into the sword body, coldly saying, "What nonsense are you talking about?
Remember, you are now under my captivity. Whatever I say, you obey. Whatever I let you devour, you will devour. If I don’t allow you to devour it, even if you do, you will have to spit it back out for me."
Damn it! The cold shadow, being slapped into the Mysterious Rusty Sword, emitted a reluctant and angry sound. Was this kid seeking death?
Unfortunately, this voice could not be transmitted, and the crowd could only see Qin Chen directly pushing the powerful being who devoured Ji Tianyao into the sword body, as if swatting a mere ant.
Xiao Wudao, Ji Tianguang, and the others’ scalps turned numb.
Each of them was in a state of extreme fear.
Qin Chen stepped forward, looking at the Void Heavenly Venerable and others below, his gaze sweeping across, "Now, who else wants to die? I don’t mind fulfilling that."
"Hmph."
"I'm giving you such a good opportunity to make up for past deeds and redeem yourselves, and you refuse to seize it and insist on seeking death. What’s wrong with you?"
Qin Chen's eyes were filled with disdain.
"Make up for past deeds? Redeem ourselves? What do you mean?" the Void Heavenly Venerable said solemnly.
Qin Chen coldly replied, "You all see what the situation is here. I won’t hide it from everyone. I do indeed have the intention of having you guard this place."
"However, this is not for me, nor is it for Tian Gong, but for the heavenly realm and for my human race."
"As long as you can guard this place for my human race for ten thousand years, I can guarantee that after ten thousand years, as long as you behave, I can return your freedom to you."
"I will give you back your freedom."
The moment these words were spoken, the entire venue stirred.
"You... are you serious?" Xiao Wudao and Ji Tianguang were both shaken.
"Hmph, of course, it’s true. Do I need to deceive you?" Qin Chen stood proudly in the sky.
"I have been in the heavenly realm for less than a hundred years, from an ordinary saint to a half-step heavenly venerable now. Ten thousand years? Hmph, let alone ten thousand, even a thousand or a hundred years, I could slay this Dark King by then. If you all are obedient, what harm would it be for me to let you all have a way out?