Living in the deep palace

Chapter 676 Return [3]

Cang Daoren raised his head, his turbid eyes fixed on Su Chen.

"Su Chen, look, I'm now in the mid-stage of the fourth realm! No longer a Great Immortal... but a much more powerful Hell Path!"

“I have been waiting here for a long time. Waiting for you, the Taiyi seed of the celestial realm, to walk into my trap.”

“Cang Daoren…” Su Chen’s gaze turned cold, “You have been corrupted by him.”

He could clearly sense that the Cang Dao Ren in front of him no longer possessed any of the immortal demeanor of the ancient Heavenly Court; all that remained was the nauseating, decaying aura of the Underworld Lotus Saint Lord!

He was no longer Cang Daoren, but a new puppet of the Underworld Lotus Saint Lord!
"Corruption? Heh... No, Su Chen, this is evolution! It's conversion!"

Cang Daoren shook his head, his voice becoming somewhat fanatical, yet also filled with endless fear.

"The world outside the door is too vast."

"It's really...so vast."

"The Ancient Heavenly Court... the Mythical Era... is not even a speck of dust before the Holy Lord's Ruins!"

"Su Chen, you are invincible in the dream world."

"But here...in reality...you are nothing!"

He opened his arms, as if to persuade or plead.

"We are no match for the Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus, so why don't we surrender?"

"Look at me! I surrender!"

"I have converted to the Void Realm! Only then have I obtained true immortality and power!"

"Su Chen! You are a genius that appears only once in a million years! Your soul, which does not belong to this world, is a treasure that even the Holy Lord covets!"

"As long as you are willing to kneel down! As long as you are willing to offer your soul! The Holy Lord will surely grant you supreme authority far exceeding mine, even comparable to that of a prince! Convert!"

The voice of the Cang Dao Ren echoed wildly within this great formation!

His Hell Dao pressure, at the mid-stage of the fourth realm, relentlessly crushed towards Su Chen! He attempted to use the Dao of this mortal star sea to overwhelm Su Chen, the god in his dream!
However, Su Chen stood at the center of that oppressive aura, his clothes motionless and his hair not even fluttering.

A faint hint of disappointment flashed in his calm eyes.

"Only this?"

Cang Daoren's fanatical expression suddenly froze.

Su Chen slowly raised his eyes.

"I'll only ask you one question. What if I don't?"

……

"What if not?"

These four simple words were like four supreme swords containing the cycle of birth and death! They slammed into the soul of the Cang Daoist!
"you you……"

Cang Daoren's turbid eyes were instantly replaced by endless fear and rage!

"Stubborn!!"

"You have no idea how great the Holy Lord is! You don't understand the insurmountable chasm between the Fifth and Fourth Realms! You're courting death! Since you refuse to convert, then become the first sacrifice in this God-Burying Array!"

"Roar--!"

Cang Daoren suddenly roared to the sky!
His withered Taoist robe suddenly ripped apart! What was revealed was no longer a body of flesh and blood! But a demonic body constructed from rotting white bones and black mud of resentment!
"Hell Path - River of Ten Thousand Souls!"

Rumble——!
Cang Daoren's demonic power, at the mid-stage of the fourth realm, erupted with a thunderous roar! He unleashed a palm strike! The entire grand formation responded in response!

A pitch-black river of the underworld, constructed from the filthy waters of hell and countless wronged souls, appeared out of nowhere! The moment this river of the underworld appeared, it exuded a terrifying aura powerful enough to corrode the very foundations of the Dao!
It ignored space and instantly descended above Su Chen's head!
"Die!"

Cang Daoren's face was contorted with rage! He seemed to already see Su Chen's miserable end, where he would be corrupted by the River of Ten Thousand Souls until not even his soul remained!

However, faced with this deadly attack that was enough to make even those at the early stage of the fourth realm change color, Su Chen did not even use the Great Dao of [Reincarnation and Annihilation] that had swept through the mythological era!
He simply raised his right hand slowly.

Hold tight.

Then, he threw a perfectly ordinary punch!
"The first punch."

boom--!
This punch had no laws, no Daoist principles, only the pure physical power that had been fused with the ten origins and nourished to the extreme by the Jianmu Divine Tree!

boom--!
A fist collides with the river!
That River of Ten Thousand Souls, powerful enough to corrode the Great Dao, was as fragile as paper! It was struck from one end to the other by this single punch!

One punch through!
Those millions of wronged souls were completely evaporated before they even had time to utter a wail under the extremely masculine, powerful, and holy blood and energy of this body!

"what?!"

The ferocious smile on Cang Daoren's face suddenly froze!

"Impossible! You actually dare to use your physical body to withstand my Styx River?! You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Chen's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

"The second punch."

The cold voice, like the whisper of death, rang in Cang Daoren's ears.

"not good!"

The Daoist Cang was utterly terrified! He wanted to escape! He wanted to retreat!

But it was too late!

Su Chen's figure had appeared in front of him without him even noticing! That pale fist rapidly enlarged in his pupils!
"Demon Golden Body!"

In that life-or-death moment, Cang Daoren unleashed all his potential! His demonic body instantly turned metallic, transforming into a dark gold color imbued with the Daoist aura of hell! This was his strongest defense!

However, Su Chen's second punch had already landed!

Click——!
The clang of metal? No!

That's the sound of porcelain shattering!

The demonic golden body, which was strong enough to withstand the attacks of Dao soldiers, couldn't even withstand a single breath under Su Chen's punch! It was like an egg being hit by a heavy hammer!
Exploded with a loud bang!

"puff--!"

Cang Daoren's demonic body exploded into countless pieces of bone and black mud on the spot!
"no no……!"

Only a wisp of divine soul, shrouded in the black aura of hell, fled in terror from the mangled flesh!

"Su Chen! You can't kill me! I am the Holy Lord's messenger! If you kill me, the Holy Lord will never let you go!"

"not to mention."

"I am an old friend of yours, and I helped you become a Taiyi seed! Release me, and you will repay this debt of karma..."

The spirit screamed and tried to escape into the void of the great formation.

Su Chen floated silently in the air.

He didn't chase.

He simply raised his fist slowly, across the vast void, and aimed it at the divine soul that was about to escape.

Then, give it a gentle squeeze.

"The third punch. Soul Suppression."

Om-!
An invisible fist intent transcended the boundaries of matter! It instantly descended upon that divine soul!
The soul's fleeing movements abruptly froze! It discovered with horror that it was imprisoned! Forcibly locked in the mental realm by a purely physical will!

"No... what kind of power is this..."

Under the crushing force of that fist, his soul let out a final, unwilling roar!

Su Chen slowly tightened his grip.

Bang!
That demonic soul, at the mid-stage of the fourth realm, vanished completely like a burst bubble, turning into nothingness.

Three punches.

Just three punches.

A mid-stage fourth realm powerhouse in the present-day Star Sea.

Both body and soul are destroyed!

Su Chen slowly lowered his fist.

He looked at the place where the Cang Daoist had completely vanished, where a trace of the ancient Heavenly Court's remnants still lingered in the void.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke softly:
“We have a past. You were once a senior in the ancient Heavenly Court. Now, let me send you on your way.”

1.
The Taoist priest is dead.

Three Fists, a demon in the mid-stage of the fourth realm, was annihilated in this God-Burial Array personally set up by the Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus.

Su Chen hovered quietly in the void, slowly releasing the fist that had crushed Cang Daoren's soul.

He could sense that in Cang Daoren's final, dissipating lingering thoughts, besides the fear of the Underworld Lotus Saint Lord, there was also a trace of relief.

"We have a past, so let me see you on your way."

"Senior Cang Daoren!"

“I don’t know what you went through in the world outside the door, but I still remember how spirited you were when you left.”

"If you had known what was happening now back then, perhaps you would have let me kill you too."

Su Chen spoke softly, offering a final eulogy to this last remnant of the ancient Heavenly Court.

However, he just finished speaking.

This desolate star field came alive once more. "Heh heh heh, what a brilliant way to send him on his way! What a seed of the celestial realm!"

That cold, venomous, yet uncontrollably astonishing will descended once more!

Lord of the Underworld Lotus!

Rumble, rumble!

The crimson runes, composed of piled-up bones and covering the entire star field, erupted with a crimson light that was hundreds of millions of feet longer than before!
The death of Cang Daoren seemed to be just a switch!
A switch has been activated, completely unleashing the power to bury the gods!
Having witnessed that scene in the River of Time, the Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus clearly knew that even a soul at the Great Perfection of the Fourth Realm could not defeat Su Chen.

Not to mention, this is only Cang Daoren, who is in the middle stage of the fourth realm.

Cang Daoren is bound to lose.

He needed Cang Daoren's death to activate the switch, allowing his consciousness to forcefully cross the rules of the star sea and descend, based on this great formation.

of course.

His true form still cannot descend.

After all, no star sea can give birth to the fifth realm, nor can it support the fifth realm, but the mere descent of consciousness is enough.

During the years that Su Chen was away, he had long since remotely dominated the entire starry sky, and this grand formation was his proudest achievement.

"You are strong!"

"It's stronger than I expected!"

The voice of the Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus resounded simultaneously in every corner of this great formation!
"I thought that the annihilation of the Styx Soul was your limit!"

"I never imagined that you, a mere ant in the third realm, would have honed your physical body to such an incredible degree!"

"He could kill a fourth-realm, mid-stage Hell Path demon that I personally mentored with three punches!"

"Good, good! Excellent!"

In the will of the Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus, the initial surprise was quickly replaced by a fanatical greed!

"Only a sacrifice like you barely qualifies!"

"You are qualified to witness the true terror of this God-Burying Formation!"

"Cang Daoren? Heh, he's nothing but a death knell!"

"Now……"

"Su Chen!"

"Let me see it with my own eyes!"

"You damned bastard! Faced with this sea of demonic reality..."

"How many more punches can he throw?!"

"Great Formation - The Sea of Demons Descends!"

Roar!Roar!
With the malevolent roar of the Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus!
From those billions of blood-red skeletal runes, an endless stream of pitch-black, rotten viscous fluid flowed out!

The slime wriggled, gathered, and shaped in mid-air!
In a blink of an eye!

One after another, demonic knights clad in heavy bone armor, wielding decaying halberds, and with hellfire burning in their eye sockets, crawled out from the runes!

One statue! Ten statues! One hundred statues! One thousand statues!

Just a few breaths!

In this dark star field!

A terrifying legion of thousands, even tens of thousands, of demon knights suddenly appeared!
And the most despairing thing is...

These tens of thousands of demonic knights exuded an aura of hell...

Surprisingly, they were all...

The Fourth Realm!
Although it's only the early stage of the fourth realm!
But that was a genuine fourth realm!

Tens of thousands of people at the fourth realm!

This is a world-destroying power capable of easily crushing an entire mythological era!
This is the true face of the Burial God Formation!
It's not for one-on-one battles!

It's designed for encirclement and killing!
It uses an endless sea of fourth-realm demons to exhaust any god who dares to step into this place!
This was specially prepared for Su Chen by the Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus.

"kill!"

No hesitation at all!
The moment the army was formed!

The tens of thousands of demon knights transformed into a black torrent that blotted out the sky, charging towards the only isolated island in the torrent—Su Chen—from all directions!

The hellish halberds, powerful enough to tear stars apart, converged together.

Its killing intent almost froze the very foundation of this mortal star sea!
however.

Faced with this demonic sea that could make even twenty Venerables despair.

Su Chen's face remained completely expressionless.

"I see."

His calm gaze swept over the tens of thousands of fearless demon knights.

"A puppet of the Dao forcibly created using the power of an array?"

"It has the form of the fourth realm, but not the spirit of the fourth realm."

"The Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus..."

Su Chen slowly raised his right hand.

But this time.

He did not clench his fist.

"You seem to have forgotten something."

"In the long river of time, your soul, that of the Styx..."

"How did you die?"

The moment the words fell!
The black and green Daoist auras of reincarnation in Su Chen's eyes suddenly shone brightly!

"You've seen my fist."

"Then now..."

"Then witness my Dao!"

"[Waaah!]!"

Su Chen uttered a single word softly!
hum!
An indescribable gray Daoist aura, filled with the aura of withering, decay, and the end, suddenly spread out from Su Chen like an invisible ripple!
This is not supernatural power!
This is the Great Way!

It is the absolute decay of the [Wu] origin among the ten origins!
The tens of thousands of demon knights who were charging madly suddenly froze in their charge!
Next!

Under their gaze, burning with hellfire.

Their indestructible demonic bodies, constructed from decaying white bones, began to weather!

Yes!

weathering!

It was as if in that instant they had traversed billions of years!
Their proud Hellish power pales in comparison to the even more domineering and unreasonable Absolute Decay!

They couldn't even put up the slightest resistance!
“Crack…Crack…”

One after another...

Those tens of thousands of imposing demon knights looked like sand sculptures that had been weathered away.

It shattered into pieces in mid-air!
finally……

"Oh!"

A collective explosion!

It turned into ashes that filled the sky!

One breath!
Just one breath!
Tens of thousands of fourth-realm demons!

completely annihilated!

Beyond the stars of the present world.

In that ancient void.

The greed and fanaticism that had just risen within the Holy Lord of the Underworld Lotus suddenly froze!