Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 501

The moment I opened my eyes, all was silent.

Later, everything else followed, as if the world itself was not yet ready for his return, causing a lag.

Above the Chen family's ancestral home, the thick, dark clouds, stirred up by evil spirits, suddenly burst open with a huge hole. The black ink surged down, gradually turning pure white as it approached the body.

Upon closer inspection, it resembles a white jade tower in the sky, hanging upside down to receive immortals.

From a distance, it resembles a newly opened waterfall, a scenic view created for this person.

Mythological stories often feature scenes of extraordinary phenomena accompanying the appearance of certain characters; in reality, the Dragon King, when he gazes intently, can indeed unleash this immense power.

Therefore, only the Dragon King's gate uses the gate ceremony, while the Dragon King himself does not.

However, Chen Yunhai is not the Dragon King. He does not possess the status that belongs to every generation of Dragon Kings. The reason for this scene is partly due to the special nature of his domain, and partly because it means that his true strength during his lifetime was that of an uncrowned Dragon King.

After the Black Book Secret Technique was successfully completed, Li Zhuiyuan lost all control over Chen Yunhai.

The initial mist that emerged from him isolated him from all external interference.

Chen Yunhai is like a lamp right now.

The wick was made from the spiritual energy gathered and lit by Li Zhuiyuan, while the lamp oil was entirely sponsored by the Faceless Man.

"Hehehe...hahahaha..."

The faceless man's laughter was filled with a profound sense of absurdity.

It didn't know how the boy did it, but it understood why the boy was able to do it.

This is a great irony for it.

In its quest to become an immortal, it painstakingly lay on the cold stone platform of its ancestral grave for a thousand years. After waking up, it hid and hid, unable to see the light of day. In the end, it was left with a burial pit dug by its own hands, and had to witness others using their own accumulated wealth to present the demeanor of a banished immortal in the mortal world.

"Hehehe...hahahaha..."

This laughter came from the depths of Li Zhuiyuan's heart.

Li Zhuiyuan is good at using performance to cover up his cold heart, but this time, his heart lost control first.

Also laughing was the original being, standing by the fishpond, deep within the realm of consciousness.

The main body, facing the fishpond, let out a laugh even more unrestrained than the one in Li Zhuiyuan's heart.

"Hahaha...hahaha...I understand, I understand, so that's how it is, so that's how it is!"

I picked up rotten apples all the way.
this time,

Finally, we saw the rotten tree roots.

above.

Chen Yunhai, who had just woken up, only knew that he was dead, but his memories had not yet fully returned, and the only thing in his consciousness was the deep impression he had of his life.

Therefore, he did not recognize the Chen family ancestral home in front of him, not only because it was now in ruins, but also because in his time, the Chen family had not yet been rebuilt into a residence by the later Chen family dragon king.

He didn't recognize the Chen family members lying on the ground, their lives unknown, and he was even unfamiliar with the surrounding climate and humidity, failing to recognize that this was his hometown.

But at the first moment, he looked down at Li Zhuiyuan.

There was an experience that, though fleeting, left an indelible mark on his life.

He remembered being tied up by those guys, carried on their shoulders, and walking together through the dangerous abyss.

Midway through, the leader used an incredible secret technique to awaken an ancient corpse that had been dead for many years, allowing it to lead them out of the abyss labyrinth.

The boy had just used this mysterious technique on himself, which was why he was able to "come back to life."

A look of doubt crossed Chen Yunhai's eyes as he asked:
"Whose child are you?"

Given this environment, and the fact that he was resurrected after death, the first question Chen Yunhai asked was surprisingly this kind of question.

Li Zhuiyuan knew that the other party was asking whether he was a descendant or successor of Wei Zhengdao or Qing'an.

At the same time, this also means that Chen Yunhai failed to see through his own true nature at a glance.

As expected of someone from the Kaiyun Sea, Chen Yunhai's expression was exactly the same as his sister's.

But this question is really hard for Li Zhuiyuan to answer. You know, historically, Chen Yunhai was severely persecuted by Wei Zhengdao.

A prodigy who couldn't wait to reach the pinnacle of his career was about to embark on his extraordinary life, but before long, he was tormented to the point of collapse by Wei Zhengdao.

Li Zhuiyuan had no choice but to reply, "The righteous path is my teacher."

"Boom."

Thunder roared again amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

Those incidents, one after another, the shouts of frustration and angry roars, crashed down on Chen Yunhai's mind like hailstones, pulling him back to the past.

Wei Zhengdao, even after I'm dead, you still won't forget to keep tormenting me?

The faceless man, who had already given up hope, felt a glimmer of hope rise in his heart.

If Chen Yunhai had a grudge against some source of inheritance in this young man during his lifetime, then I would still have a chance!
Judging from the current situation, this feud must be very deep and intense. Killing this child first is the will of Heaven, helping you to take revenge!
The rapidly surging sea of ​​clouds represents Chen Yunhai's state of mind, while the bursts of thunder are his open expression of that past.

The faceless man waited for a long time, but Chen Yunhai just sat there watching without making a move; it was all talk and no action.

Li Zhuiyuan added:
"Peace and tranquility are my neighbors."

Chen Yunhai's gaze softened instantly.

It's worth noting that Qing'an, who has such a bad temper, treated Chen Xiyuan, who trespassed in the peach grove, with a gentle attitude, which shows how close the two were back then.

Chen Yunhai: "What do you want?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "Please, senior, exorcise the demon!"

Chen Yunhai's gaze remained fixed on Li Zhuiyuan. In the courtyard of the ancestral hall where the boy was, he had detected the aura of the evil dragon, seen the faintly marked painting, and sensed the evil object hidden in the compass...

In contrast, the faceless man standing there was pure and upright, flawless and radiant.

If we're really talking about who's the devil, this young man seems to be more like it.

However, considering the relationship between the boy and Wei Zhengdao and Qing An, it's understandable that he would carry some interesting little toys with him.

As long as one can suppress evil spirits and artifacts and use them for one's own purposes, it is a righteous act of upholding the righteous path. Those who appear clean on the outside may actually be the most filthy on the inside.

Finally, Chen Yunhai turned his gaze to the faceless man. Although there were some minor setbacks, things were eventually back on track.

The faceless man's heart fell back down once more.

Chen Yunhai stood up, and the clouds transformed into steps, which he slowly walked down.

The faceless man did not give up. He kept trying to move his position, but each time he found that the clouds would gather in the direction he was going to before him.

With a leisurely stroll, the opponent completely shut down all of my options.

But your domain has clearly shattered completely below, so how can it regenerate?

Halfway there, as his memories returned, Chen Yunhai gradually began to connect with his surroundings, realizing that this place felt like his own home.

Turning his head, Chen Yunhai looked at the Chen family ancestral hall. On the offering tables on both sides of the hall, he first saw the names of his ancestors, and on the other side, he saw his own memorial tablet.

In the very center of the ancestral hall, as if a gust of wind were blowing from back to front, three milky-white lamps bowed forward.

These are the spirits of the three Dragon Kings of the Chen family paying homage to their ancestors and the founders of the Chen family.

It is no exaggeration to say that the cultivation paths of these three Dragon Kings began on Chen Yunhai's shoulders.

Chen Yunhai smiled and nodded to them.

How wonderful! It turns out that in later generations, my Chen family produced three Dragon Kings. In three different eras, the Chen family members contributed to suppressing evil spirits in the martial arts world and maintaining peace in the human realm.

Suddenly, Chen Yunhai stopped.

He suddenly realized that the Chen family had already produced three Dragon Kings, which meant that he had been dead for many, many years.

Righteousness is my teacher, peace is my neighbor...

Wei Zhengdao and Qing An are still alive?
Chen Yunhai turned around and looked at Li Zhuiyuan again, his eyes revealing a deep and stern expression.

The faceless man raised his head again.

But then, Chen Yunhai's gaze softened again.

Since I am already dead, this lamp oil won't burn for much longer.

Why should I, who am already dead, cling to the rules of this world? If I, who am already dead, were to interfere, wouldn't that be breaking the rules myself?
So, what about my current "exorcism"?
No, it was the devil who destroyed my home first!

Chen Yunhai continued down the stairs.

The faceless man lowered his head.

However, when Chen Yunhai's gaze swept over the monument commemorating the listening to the tides, his eyes widened for the first time in a truly meaningful way!
This shock was even greater for him than when he learned the boy's identity.

Chen Yunhai first stared intently at the stone tablet, then his gaze moved upwards to the vertical sky.

His expression immediately became incredibly complex, and perhaps what best revealed his true feelings was the way his fists began to clench.

It is clearly a favor, a blessing, and a protection; one should be grateful and bow down in thanks. But why does a nameless rage rise in one's heart?
The flames that had been suppressed now rose again around Chen Yunhai, and the magma that had been calmed began to surge once more.

The faceless man raised his head in disbelief. "Light a little more, light a little more!" It seemed there was still a chance; it seemed there was still a chance for them to perish together!
The three lamps flickered incessantly, as if they were persuading someone, or perhaps exchanging words.

The flames on Chen Yunhai's body only appeared chaotic and did not continue to rise and expand; he had brought them under control. However, even as he slowly released his fists, the whitening at his knuckles became even more noticeable.

He continued downstairs and walked up to the faceless man.

Without communication or waiting, the faceless man struck first. In a short time, its emotions fluctuated several times. It couldn't bear it any longer, unwilling to endure this torment and mockery. It couldn't accept that it wouldn't even have a decent ending, being teased like a monkey. It wanted a quick release!
The faceless man's fist pierced through layers of clouds and mist, but in the end, it was steadily stopped in front of Chen Yunhai.

This is not surprising at all. Its body is not here, and the part left in the Chen family was almost completely consumed in the battle with the boy. Now, it is no match for the person in front of it, even if the person in front of it is not its true strength in life.

But this damned domain can stifle all possibilities.

It had no choice; when the one in front of it decided to treat it as a "demon," it had absolutely no ability to resist.

Chen Yunhai reached out and placed his hand on the faceless man's head.

The surrounding clouds and mist in the sky, as if summoned, transformed into an endless and swift torrent, frantically pouring into the faceless man's body.

The faceless man was constantly expanding, and its soul consciousness was being diluted as well. Its existence had finally reached its final moment.

At that moment, it gained a sense of open-mindedness and peace, not because it had let go, but because it had to admit that it had completely lost.

The faint traces of his soul swept over Chen Yunhai first.

At its peak, it could remain calm in this situation, yet it chose to use the ninety-nine it already held as chips to gamble on that last one.

In the end, you lose everything.

"Am I still worth your trouble? Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

Chen Yunhai ignored it, and simply continued to channel his energy into it, waiting for the smoke to dissipate.

The faceless man's spirit swept over the boy sitting in the courtyard of the ancestral hall.

As if he had foreseen this inevitable outcome, the boy did not look in his direction, but instead looked at the girl leaning on his shoulder, checking on her condition.

Are you afraid to see what will happen to me? Are you afraid of thinking about your future self?
Just you wait, the way it treated me, it will only treat you tenfold, a hundredfold, in return.

A weak smile appeared on Ah Li's face. She was almost unable to hold on and was about to faint, but she still managed to comfort and encourage the boy as much as she could.

She was the only one who heard the "laughter" in her heart just now. This "laughter" made the girl uneasy, and she wanted to grab it and not let it slip away.

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head to the side and gently touched the girl's head.

Faceless Man: "Don't just focus on the goal. If you only have the destination in your eyes, it will make it easier for it to set traps there."

Perhaps it is true that people speak kindly when they are about to die, or perhaps it hoped to receive a farewell from the boy before it died, and thus began to share its experience as a loser.

The soul cried out in a hoarse voice: "Look at me, look at me, look at me!"

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head and looked over.

The faceless man searched intently in the boy's eyes, but found no trace of sympathy or anxiety, only a detached indifference that transcended arrogance and disdain.

"You...you...you...found a way?"

The rusty old knife captures the transformation of a sharp new knife.

Li Zhuiyuan did not respond, which can be considered a tacit admission.

The true mystery of Wei Zhengdao's Black Book Secret Technique lies in further subdividing and refining the flesh within the spirit and flesh, extracting and integrating the remaining spirit from it.

This is a path that few have envisioned, and no one has succeeded in, both in the past and present.

Guessing from the heavens, it's because Wei Zhengdao realized that after a person dies, there's a chance they'll become a corpse or a zombie.

To put it simply, perhaps Wei Zhengdao has tasted too many unbelievable things and has come to understand their true meaning.

The more powerful the target audience of a black book, the more difficult it is to succeed, but at the same time, the more likely it is to reveal the essence of the matter in practice.

The faceless man's selfless help was of immense value to the boy.

It's like equipping yourself with the most advanced instruments and equipment, purchasing the most expensive experimental materials, and then personally operating and observing them.

By successfully "reviving" someone of Chen Yunhai's caliber, Li Zhuiyuan vaguely discerned a key direction in his mind.

If the direction is correct and we continue on this path, then we can find the correct answers to Wei Zhengdao's method of feeding on evil spirits and the reasons why he later found it difficult to seek death.

This explains why Li Zhuiyuan laughed inwardly earlier, and why his true self, which should be even more ruthless and cold than his inner demons, lost his composure and acted recklessly.

Li Zhuiyuan found the path that had once filled Wei Zhengdao with deep regret.

This path is wrong, and it will inevitably lead to regret; but in the present moment, it's like having a safety net.

In order to resolve the faceless man's scheme, Heaven made a mistake, and he seized the opportunity in this mistake.

I don't want to become a second Wei Zhengdao. I don't want to become a heartless, loveless evil spirit who can't even control his own death. I just want to continue treating my illness, protecting the people I cherish, and living out this short life as an ordinary person.

But if you insist on forcing me to the very end, and refuse to give me even the last sliver of an opening, then I will show you that another Wei Zhengdao will appear in this world!

The faceless man's spirit swept towards the Chen family ancestral hall.

From beginning to end, the three dragon king spirits in this ancestral hall had no effect whatsoever.

If at first the faceless man believed that he had obscured the Dragon King's spirit's perception through his own abilities, now he has a new perspective.

At this moment, before it dissipated, it seemed to have transformed back into the entity that had set up the millennium-long scheme to become an immortal.

"Hahaha, you should thank not only me, but them too, hahaha, Dragon King, the will of Heaven, the grace of protection, the favor and support... What a fine Qiongya Chen family, what a fine Chen family Dragon King!"

The faceless man's soul swept across the sky, uttering its final question:

"I'd be your dog, just ask for a doghouse, but you're stingy. But some people aren't willing to be your dogs, not even after they die, hahaha!"

"boom!"

When the clouds and mist accumulated to a certain extent, the faceless man exploded.

Without any major upheavals or loud noises, the final elimination of the Faceless Man was controlled by Chen Yunhai as simply and decisively as the popcorn popping out by the roadside.

Chen Yunhai stood still, making no other move.

Compared to the faceless people who are already on the verge of exhaustion, the real threat that is gradually approaching comes from the outside.

Driven to madness, they surged towards this place like a tide.

A series of violent auras created an overwhelming and imposing force, constantly drawing closer.

Li Zhuiyuan gently laid A Li down on the ground. He stood up unsteadily, wanting to reach out and remove the silver needle from the back of her head, but as soon as he touched it, he felt a strong dizziness.

He was the ultimate winner, but in order to win, he also fought the Faceless Man to the very end.

But now, the final hurdle is approaching.

As expected, the evil spirits from the Qin family that I brought with me encountered problems.

If this problem cannot be resolved, then no matter how perfectly things are handled today, it will all be in vain. But if this problem can be resolved, it will lead to another, even bigger problem: whether I can continue to take the evil spirits from my home out in the future.

Once the cost of mutual destruction is eliminated, this terrifying weapon of mass destruction can be replicated and used, which will be a terrible nightmare for both the people on the river and the forces on the shore.

Li Zhuiyuan reached into A Li's backpack and took out a can of Jianlibao. After seeing him open it and bite the straw, A Li closed her eyes and fell asleep.

As the boy drank his beverage, he picked up the bloodstained compass that could control the grand formation of the Chen family's ancestral home.

Looking at this from a different perspective, setting aside the various difficulties and inevitabilities in reality, the young man felt that if he were the will of Heaven, he would never allow a human being to recklessly use such power.

Li Zhuiyuan couldn't help but guess that Heaven was not unaware of the flaws that occurred when a new sword was used to cut an old one.

Even the smile that had been on her mind just now wasn't only heard by Ah Li.

Deep within his consciousness, by the fishpond, the true self, with a serious expression, said:
"The inner demon, it seems we laughed too soon. It will never allow another Wei Zhengdao to appear in this world."

Do you think it's possible that this time, it actually wanted to break both knives at the same time?

Li Zhuiyuan didn't go deep into his own consciousness and couldn't hear what the original body was saying, but the boy could roughly guess what the original body was thinking.

The boy was neither nervous nor flustered. He simply took his drink and compass, swayed as he walked up the steps of the Chen Family Ancestral Hall, turned his back to the spirit of the Dragon King, and sat down.

Three beams of light emanated from the memorial tablet and landed behind the boy, condensing into three figures.

This seems to be the most significant action taken by the three Dragon King spirits of the Chen family since the incident involving the Chen family in Qiongya.

Li Zhuiyuan silently put down his half-finished drink and held the compass with both hands.

Chen Yunhai turned around, his figure enveloped in mist, and then reappeared in the courtyard of the Chen Family Ancestral Hall, standing in front of Li Zhuiyuan.

As before, with all sorts of evil forces pressing in, Chen Yunhai's focus remained quite unique.

"They're not dead?"

"Wei Zhengdao is dead."

"Ah~"

Chen Yunhai let out a long sigh of relief, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Li Zhuiyuan had also witnessed this strong sense of relief in Qing'an.

Although he had been thoroughly toyed with by Wei Zhengdao

But deep down, Chen Yunhai admired Wei Zhengdao.

Hearing the news of the death of someone you admire is undoubtedly a great joy.

"What about Qing'an?"

"He is not dead yet. Because he practiced Wei Zhengdao's secret technique, he was possessed by countless evil spirits. For a long time, he has been suppressing them."

"Was it that secret technique you used on my body?"

"Ah."

“He once told me that he had been pestering Wei Zhengdao to teach him that secret technique. Wei Zhengdao disagreed, but he felt that as long as he kept pestering and begging, Wei Zhengdao would eventually agree, and he did agree.”

"When I get back, I'll tell him about seeing you. He'll be very happy and drink a lot of wine."

"Unfortunately, I don't have much time left, and I can't keep burning for too long. Otherwise, I really want to find him and fulfill the promise we made back then..."

“You have a descendant girl who has played a flute made from the bamboo used to cover the four cenotaphs of you with Qing’an. He was very happy.”

He's really easy to please and makes people happy very quickly.

Chen Yunhai: "Is he easy to coax?"

"Ah."

"I think it's because he sees you as Wei Zhengdao, so he enjoys being coaxed by you."

"Hmm, maybe so."

At this point, Chen Yunhai decided to get back to the main topic:
"Did you make that noise outside?"

"Correct."

"Don't be so impulsive next time."

"it is good."

"In this respect, you should really learn from him. After I surrendered twice, I went home to live in seclusion, repairing my own family's secret techniques. I waited and waited, but I never got to see the outcome of my generation's Dragon King of the River."

Li Zhuiyuan really wanted to say that he also wanted to enjoy such treatment.

Chen Yunhai turned around and faced the monument commemorating the listening to the sea tide.

"Tell me, should I be happy or not?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "I think this is a form of recognition."

The manual he perfected himself was recognized by the Heavenly Dao and received special treatment from it. His descendants enjoyed blessings for generations. Only his own bloodline could open the domain, ensuring the continuation and purity of his bloodline. This was an enviable treatment that other families could only dream of.

Moreover, the Chen family produced three Dragon Kings as a result, each born with astonishing talent and suppressing an era.

Chen Yunhai: "Answer me again."

After a pause,
Chen Yunhai added, "I want to hear your honest opinion."

Li Zhuiyuan: "This is a kind of shackle."

Chen Yunhai turned around, glanced at Li Zhuiyuan, and then at the three figures standing behind Li Zhuiyuan.

He didn't stay there to chat any longer. A ladder appeared in front of him, and he walked up it step by step until he arrived at the center of the Chen family's ancestral home.

"Although it was destroyed, you can still see that our Chen family has become quite impressive now."

……

"Master, I'm losing control!"

The White Tiger was trying to control the group, but the Qin family evil spirits, who already had a stockpile of food in their bellies, were becoming increasingly out of control. After the Chen family evil spirits were completely devoured, this part of the Qin family evil spirits gradually became a whole, entering a state of frenzy under a collective frequency.

It can be understood as a kind of scent, connection, obsession, and emotion that not only infected the other evil spirits of the Qin family, but also made the White Tiger itself feel a deep suppression and assimilation.

This was a situation the white tiger had never experienced before, and it didn't know how to handle it. Instinct told it that it should quickly cut off and get away, but it knew that once it chose to leave, the entire group would accelerate into a herd of wild horses.

But if it stays here, it may be continuously assimilated into the Toastmasters.

After weighing the pros and cons, it made no choice, doing its best to delay the inevitable while also accepting its gradual descent into depravity.

Perhaps, subconsciously, staying among the evil spirits is much safer than leaving alone; it would rather be a part of the whole mix than be served alone.

The wave of evil spirits didn't know why they were moving forward. It was as if something ahead of them, like a bright lamp in the black smoke, was attracting them, making them yearn to rush over and extinguish it, so that they could completely break free from all their shackles and gain true freedom.

On that mountaintop to the north, everyone was covered in blood and seriously injured.

In fact, even though Tan Wenbin used conservative tactics, the process was still fraught with danger because the changing situation of the faceless man in the Chen family ancestral home would stimulate the body's instinctive reactions to become more intense.

At that final moment, it wasn't just the big guys wearing down the body anymore; they were almost wiped out by the berserk body.

Fortunately, Runsheng and Chen Xiyuan managed to pull it off in the end.

Runsheng overcame the difficulties he encountered in the Little Hell last time, relying on the aura of death spreading throughout his body, and fought to the very end, becoming the mainstay of the battle from beginning to end.

Chen Xiyuan even self-destructed her domain to deliver the final blow to this body.

As the domain shattered, the outer shell of the body also shattered, like glass cracking, with a halo of colorful light shooting straight into the sky.

It shouldn't have been in the human world to begin with. It's like it came from somewhere and is going back to somewhere else. It was just borrowed here, and now it's being returned to its rightful owner.

Runsheng and Chen Xiyuan were almost pressed against that cracked body.

One of the body's hands pierced through Runsheng's chest, and black blood and thick liquid dripped continuously from Runsheng's body.

Chen Xiyuan's flute was stuck in the head of the body, the final blow. The part of the flute, made of special material and supposed to be indestructible, that remained inside the head was broken.

It's hard to imagine how terrifying the faceless man would be if he didn't split his ninety-nine and try to get that last one. He split himself in two, and although both ends lost, both ends were exhausted to the very last step.

Inside the underground palace's Ascension Tower, countless heroes of the martial world competed for positions within the tower based on their strength, only to choose suicide in order to ascend to immortality. When the Faceless Man mocked those dreaming fools, he probably never imagined that his final fate would be that of the biggest fool.

Runsheng's eyes rolled back as he instinctively gnawed on the pieces of corpse in front of him. He was in pain and wanted to relieve his discomfort in this way.

Chen Xiyuan was unconscious, but the crystal shards on her body were constantly embedding themselves into her body through her wounds.

Wang Lin's chest heaved as he struggled to turn to the side.

Tan Wenbin, who was also lying on the ground, gripped the rusty sword again.

Wang Lin turned over and fell asleep again.

Tan Wenbin turned his head to look in the direction of the Chen family's ancestral home in the distance. Thick dark clouds were gathering from all directions, with only a white line in the middle.

The roars of evil spirits could already reach the ancestral home. The roc at the forefront was gathering its strength, and then, its body was enveloped in black flames as it swooped down.

Li Zhuiyuan's fingertips moved across the compass.

The grand formation of the Chen family ancestral home is activated.

The boy looked down at the compass in his hand. It seemed that the most important thing he had done in this wave was "closing the door" and "opening the door." Fortunately, he was indeed good at it.

The roc, which expected to collide violently with the great formation, missed its target. Unable to stop its massive body, it crashed straight into the ground of the Chen family's ancestral home, creating a deep crater.

Subsequent evil spirits also poured in frantically.

The sheer number, the overwhelming force, and the sheer ferocity of them were unprecedented.

Chen Yunhai sat alone in the center of the high place, appearing as insignificant as a speck of dust in comparison to the evil spirits approaching from all sides.

The white tiger also entered the Chen family ancestral home and saw Chen Yunhai.

"Dragon King? No, not Dragon King."

After a brief period of clarity, the white tiger's single eye became cloudy again.

At this moment, the mist surrounding Chen Yunhai began to spread outwards in large quantities.

During this period, the Chen family's domain was shattered and that was that. Unless they had a great stroke of luck, it would be very difficult for them to condense a second domain in their lifetime.

However, Chen Yunhai's domain, originating from the sea of ​​clouds, is different from that of all other members of the Chen family after their development and changes.

However, the larger the range of the domain, the smaller the suppressive effect. When the sea of ​​clouds completely covered the entire territory of the Chen family's ancestral home, it was just a sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Yunhai looked up, and the flames on his body reappeared, shaking violently.

But he did not intend to ignite himself into lava to incinerate these evil spirits, as the Faceless Man had previously planned.

The Faceless Man needed four bonfires to ensure the complete incineration of the evil spirits of the Chen family. How could his one bonfire be enough to deal with the even greater and stronger evil spirits of the Qin family?
A voice came from behind Li Zhuiyuan.

The voice came from the spirit of the Dragon King of the Chen family, and Li Zhuiyuan had discovered it long ago. The spirit of the Dragon King of the Chen family was more active and solid than that of any other family he had ever seen.

"As the Dragon King, one should take it upon oneself to suppress evil spirits and uphold righteousness!"

A wisp of the Dragon King's spirit flew out and entered Chen Yunhai's body, whereupon the Dragon King's spirit began to burn.

The spirit of the Chen family dragon king, who had not made a move throughout, has now officially taken action.

Neither beforehand nor at the time of the incident did Li Zhuiyuan expect them to do this. Even though the boy later realized it, when they actually put it into practice, it still gave the boy a shock.

Either they don't make a move, or when they do, they completely sacrifice their own spiritual essence.

He didn't need to say those words, but he said them anyway; he was talking to himself.

Talking to oneself is done to achieve a certain purpose.

In his final moments of annihilation, the faceless man realized the truth, which is why he uttered a mocking thought to the sky.

It believed that this was a scheme orchestrated by Heaven, using the special circumstances of the Chen family in Qiongya to acquire a new sword and set up a trap for its old sword. The Dragon King spirit of the Chen family was both aware of this and an accomplice.

Given the special status of the Chen family in Qiongya in the eyes of Heaven, and the special missions bestowed upon each generation of the Chen family Dragon King in that era, the spirit of the Chen family Dragon King is indeed very suitable for this role.

In fact, in this scheme, the spirits of the Chen family dragon kings were not pawns to be manipulated at will, nor flagpoles used as backdrops. They were also participants in this game!
However, the Dragon King is the Dragon King, and the spirit of the Dragon King is the spirit of the Dragon King. Li Zhuiyuan did not believe that this was a scheme set up by the three Chen family Dragon Kings before their deaths, or a contingency plan they deliberately left behind for future use.

If that were the case, then the Dragon King of the Chen family... would not only be unparalleled in combat power, but also comparable to a prophet in wisdom, which is clearly impossible.

The only plausible reason that Li Zhuiyuan could deduce was that the Dragon King of the Chen family was unaware of the situation before his death, and even the spirit of the Dragon King of the Chen family was unaware of it beforehand; they were simply triggered by this incident.

The reason it was triggered was a certain resentment and humiliation hidden deep within the spirit of the Dragon King of the Chen family.

Grandma Liu once said that the Chen family grew up bathed in breast milk. This was not Grandma Liu's deliberate attempt to smear or belittle them, but rather a widely accepted fact that even Chen Pingdao, the head of the family, could not refute.

Imagine someone who becomes the Dragon King in an era, who, after traversing rivers and fighting for his life, finally stands atop that mountain peak. What would he think when he looks across the ages at other Dragon Kings in history?
When Chen Jialongwang examines himself and looks around the world again, will he have any doubts or confusion about himself?
These emotions and distracting thoughts may have existed for a long time, just like Chen Pingdao's conflicted attitude when he was "struck" by that lightning bolt.

How could the three most outstanding members of the Chen family in history not have doubted this will of Heaven? When they truly became Dragon Kings, the preferential treatment and gifts they had received would only become a disgrace to them as Dragon Kings.

Your pride is considered inflated; your achievements are seen as predetermined; your heroic image, in the eyes of the world, is depicted with a rope around your neck.

When the will of Heaven descended once more to lay out its plans, those who sensed the plan began their own arrangements without the slightest warning.

"I would rather die a violent death, my blood spilled, my soul scattered and my spirit extinguished, than abandon my lofty ambition!"

The second spirit of the Chen family dragon king flew out from behind Li Zhuiyuan, crashed into Chen Yunhai, and burned itself.

"As the Dragon King, I should live up to the name of the Dragon King!"

The third spirit of the Dragon King flew out.

Three powerful dragon king spirits from the Chen family burned around Chen Yunhai. As the massive amount of merit from the faceless man within Chen Yunhai's body was released outwards, the three dragon king spirits merged into this vast sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, a number of distinctive figures flashed through the sea of ​​clouds, and most of them were dressed in red.

The evil spirits below, who had been in a frenzy, all fell silent upon seeing these figures.

Because what appeared in the sea of ​​clouds were the figures of the Qin family's Dragon King.

The spirit of the Chen family dragon king sacrificed itself, and through Chen Yunhai's merits, conjured up an incredibly realistic group of Qin family dragon kings.

To the vast and incredibly powerful evil spirits below, what they saw now included the Dragon King who had defeated them and brought them back to the Qin family, as well as the Dragon King they had watched grow up and rise step by step.

The intertwining of fear and filial piety washed away their negative resonance, allowing them to return to the state they were in when they were in the Qin family's ancestral home.

When the characters in the story reappear before them, the story regains its warmth.

The White Tiger, who had been struggling to keep his team from being completely assimilated, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It looked at Chen Yunhai, who was sitting upright in the middle of the sea of ​​clouds, and unconsciously ground its teeth. Its claws were itching, and it wanted to go up and fight.

But when its gaze caught sight of the direction where the head of the household was, it immediately shrank its neck and pretended to look up at the sky as if nothing was wrong.

This glance was enough; the white tiger immediately sensed something was wrong.

"This isn't about helping the Qin family suppress evil spirits; it's clearly... clearly an act of rebellion!"

Sitting on the steps, Li Zhuiyuan murmured:
"The feng shui and weather are completely messed up."

The collective appearance of numerous Dragon King figures in a short period of time, even if they were fake, was enough to fool the eye at this moment.

The gaze that had been looming over this place from above was thus temporarily and completely blocked.

Helping Li Zhuiyuan eliminate the evil spirits of the Qin family was not the main purpose of the Dragon King spirit of the Chen family. To be precise, this was a necessary procedure. What they really wanted to do was only one thing.

Chen Yunhai, seated atop a cloud, was engulfed in raging flames. He had little time left, but enough for what he needed to do next.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at Chen Yunhai, swung his fist, and leaped down from above like a burning meteor, crashing straight into the Listening to the Sea and Watching the Tide Stele in the courtyard of the ancestral hall, which symbolized the close relationship between the Chen family and the Heavenly Dao.

"boom!"

The stone tablet collapsed.

This means that even if the vast sea of ​​clouds and the figures of the Dragon Kings above disappear, that gaze can no longer remain there forever as it did in the past.

Chen Yunhai:
"We, the Chen family, would rather not be dragon kings on earth than dogs of heaven!"

(End of this chapter)