Simultaneously traverse through the heavens, using the equipment slots to conquer all realms.

"Heh! You know quite a lot, but don't fall into my hands, or this humble Taoist will avert some bloodshed for you!"

Duan De sneered a few times upon hearing this, and quickened his pace, clearly angered by He Lang's words.

You devoured my very essence, do you expect me to thank you?

"Master, this is fate! Look at us, we are both happy to help others, we are like-minded fellow Daoists."

"What a load of rubbish! I've been hunting geese all day, and now I've been pecked in the eye by one! @&＃..." Duan De cursed angrily, spewing profanities.

However, when Duan De recalled He Lang's words about fate, he felt a chill run down his spine. All of this was indeed too coincidental for him!

He had only recently unearthed half of the Devouring Demon Jar lid from the Ruthless Great Emperor's dojo. Upon hearing of the emergence of the Demon Emperor's tomb, he rushed to the Yan Kingdom, only to be suppressed here. To make matters worse, the one suppressing him was the inheritor of the Ruthless Great Emperor's Devouring Demon Art.

Having spent years excavating tombs, Duan De knew many secrets unknown to others. The legend of the Ruthless Great Emperor, who had lived in the world for a long time, made Duan De feel uneasy, as if a gaze was watching him, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Could it really be this supreme emperor orchestrating this?

"Daoist Master, stop wasting your time. My spiritual treasure is no ordinary item. Just give me the weapon in your sea of ​​consciousness, and I'll release you directly."

He Lang was not fooled by Duan De, knowing that Duan De's apparent vulnerability was actually a performance!

Upon hearing this, Duan De's cursing stopped, and his previously restrained body sat up abruptly, his expression extremely serious.

Dark light appeared between his brows, majestic and ancient, exuding a terrifying aura that seemed to crush eternity.

A broken bowl appeared above his head, wisps of imperial aura emanating from it, directly dispelling the suppressing force within the bronze coffin.

Amidst the chaos and mist, an astonishing divine light erupted from the bronze coffin. Hundreds of indistinct ancient characters emerged within the coffin, and lines appeared, outlining a celestial realm that pressed down upon Duan De.

The two extreme energies collided, their silence speaking volumes. No power leaked out, yet the person involved was visibly shocked.

"Impossible! Could this broken coffin of yours contain the remains of an emperor? How could it possibly withstand the power of the ultimate Dao?"

Duan De sensed this scene and his expression turned ugly. He gritted his teeth and directly opened the restriction on the broken bowl, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. Then, a dusty gray lid flew out of the broken bowl, swallowing his blood essence, and gradually wisps of extreme Dao energy began to emanate from it.

"Even if it were the coffin of an emperor, I would smash it to pieces! Boy, let me use the imperial weapon of your lineage to suppress you!"

Duan De's face turned pale, but he remained incredibly smug, his eyes revealing his triumph.

No matter how skilled you are, you'll still have to drink my foot bath water!

Under his control, the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar unleashed a terrifying aura. The lid hummed softly, and the extreme aura shattered the vacuum, refining the Three Lives Copper Coffin forged by He Lang's spiritual power. The Dao sound within the Three Lives Copper Coffin boomed, resisting the refining power, but He Lang's spiritual power was also rapidly depleting.

He Lang's expression was solemn as he fully activated the Devouring Heaven Demon Art. In a daze, he seemed to transform into a black hole, swallowing the heavens and earth, and destroying everything. He moved his hands in the void, carving one Emperor character after another into the void and sending them into the Three Lives Coffin. In an instant, the Three Lives Coffin seemed to be revived. The ancient gods and demons, innate deities, primordial alien species, and ancient starry sky images on the coffin emerged from the coffin wall and pressed down on the lid of the demon jar.

"boom!"

The two extreme energies collided, and the void shattered in an instant. The great array that He Lang had set up was directly obliterated, causing him to fall into the void turbulence. Fragments of void struck his body, but could only leave a white mark on his flesh.

Just then, the extreme aura emanating from the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar, which was colliding with the Three-Life Copper Coffin, suddenly subsided. Then, a sigh echoed in the void, freezing the void and sending chills down the spines of Duan De and He Lang.

The demon jar trembled, and streaks of dark light burst forth, condensing into an illusory body. The perfect Devouring Demon Jar reappeared, like a treasure bottle of the Great Dao. Lines on the jar intertwined, forming an unparalleled immortal figure with a ghost mask on its face.

Before He Lang could react, streaks of dark light rushed into his body, illuminating his flesh with a crystalline glow. Two suns shone brightly in the Sea of ​​Wheels and the Dao Palace Secret Realm.

At the same time, He Lang's senses of the Devouring Demon Jar became clearer. He seemed to feel a gaze probing his various secret realms, looking through his secrets. Finally, that gaze landed on the Devouring Demon Art that was constantly circulating in his body and did not move away for a long time.

Sensing this, He Lang suddenly realized that the problem lay in the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, no, it lay in the equipment slot!

He equipped the Devouring Heaven Demon Art in his equipment slot for automatic cultivation. Even the Ruthless Great Emperor himself might not be able to achieve better cultivation results than him. Such a heaven-defying scene was naturally different from other cultivators, no wonder it aroused a sense of awe.

"strangeness!"

A cold voice echoed in the void, coming from the depths of the magic jar. Although it was as ethereal as heavenly music, it carried a cold divinity.

"The magic jar lid has revived? That's impossible! It's only half a weapon; it's not even complete!"

Upon hearing this voice, Duan De's body stiffened, and sweat beaded on his forehead. After instinctively rejecting the guess, he thought of more, and his eyes grew increasingly terrified.

He recalled a rumor that the Ruthless Great Emperor's Devouring Demon Jar contained fragments of her primordial spirit, which could be considered an alternative continuation of that Great Emperor's life. Now, it seemed that this was not just a rumor!

Even half a piece of the Devouring Demon Jar can be revived, it's simply defying the heavens!

"puff!"

Suddenly, Duan De spat out a mouthful of blood. He sensed that the mark he had painstakingly left in the lid of the Devouring Demon Jar, after dozens of days and nights of blood sacrifice and continuous refinement, had been erased. This made him subconsciously anxious, but then he realized something and Duan De breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the Great Emperor didn't blame me! Could she really still be alive? Is that heartless little bastard truly her chosen successor?"

The Devouring Demon Jar floated in the void for a while, then its aura gradually subsided, the dark light disappeared, and the lid of the jar fell directly towards He Lang's crown chakra, sinking into He Lang's sea of ​​consciousness. It floated above his primordial spirit, and as wisps of dark light fell down, He Lang felt a portion of his spiritual power being devoured. Then, an imprint appeared in his heart, and his connection with the Devouring Demon Jar became closer.

He Lang beamed with joy at having acquired half an imperial weapon for free.

"Master, it seems your calamity is still not averted!"

He Lang's gaze was sharp, and a deep, demonic aura appeared in his eyes as he stared at Duan De and chuckled.

Duan De's expression, which had been one of relief, froze, and his face turned dark.

How could I possibly run into such a jinx! Looks like I'll have to find some black dog blood to ward off evil spirits when I get the chance!