Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills - Chapter 393:
Chapter 393: Chapter 95: The Devil Lord Appears
Translator: 549690339
North State.
Situ Huan carried a girl in his arms, crossing into the territory of Devil Sect. The black mist in front of him gave way, allowing him to enter.
But he didn’t dare ask for help.
Because if Gu Fan’s men discovered he had returned to the Devil Sect, he would be besieged, and it would be no different from stirring up a hornet’s nest.
Keep in mind that now the majority of the Devil Sects have betrayed Heavenly Devil Palace.
He couldn’t take this risk.
“Damn it! How could I, a Demonbred, fall into such a situation?”
Situ Huan’s heart was full of fury, burning with anger, and he gritted his teeth at everything Gu Fan had done.
Holding Zhao Ruyue, he walked past the peaks and mountains that were strange and unique, with various shapes.
Below the Devil Mountains lies the Forbidden Devil Mountain, where countless densely packed inscriptions seal the land, forming a tight defense.
Even if peerless mighty beings above the Metamorphosis Realm were to come, they would not be able to break through.
In Situ Huan’s eyes, a faint layer of demonic light appeared, as if having a face recognition, which instantly opened up a path through all the chains.
“Swish-”
A demonic symbol appeared on his forehead, emitting a faint glow.
He moved his body, and effortlessly penetrated the outer formation inscriptions, entering the Devil Mountain.
These inscriptions have gone through eight hundred years, gradually losing their once powerful effects. The truly effective seals are still inside the Devil Mountain.
Not long after, Situ Huan reached the depths, standing in front of a pitch-black stone mountain shaped like a black dragon.
The next moment, he took a step forward, passed through the stone mountain, and his body disappeared without a trace.
There was an invisible door on the stone mountain that allowed access to the bottom of Forbidden Devil Mountain.
Just after Situ Huan entered the Forbidden Devil Mountain, an ethereal figure of a bald elder rose from the stone wall. This person was one of the Devil Lord’s subordinates who had been trapped at the bottom of the Devil Mountain for ten thousand years without seeing the light of day.
His flesh body had been worn away after a hundred years, leaving only his soul.
Following the elder, four more Devil Shadows appeared. They were the Devil Lord’s subordinates, each a general in charge of a million-strong army.
Now there were only four left.
“It’s only been a short while? You’re back? Did you get the Ancestral Weapon?” The first subordinate was a ghost with a soul body.
Obviously, this was not Situ Huan’s first visit here; the elder and four more Devil Generals had already recognized him.
“No.”
Situ Huan replied with a sullen gaze.
Another Devil General snorted, “What are you doing back here if you don’t have it?”
“It’s only because Respected Devil Lord was willing to talk that he was allowed to go in.” A serpentine-faced Devil General spoke grimly.
The elder laughed, “This guy is quite interesting. Although he came from the Immortal World, he wholeheartedly wants to join the Heavenly Devil World, so Devil Lord gave him a chance.”
“Ever since being trapped here eight hundred years ago, Devil Lord has been working to dissolve Ancestor Yan Zu’s lifebound immortal sword and recover from his injuries. Now, all six immortal swords have been refined and turned into Devil Lord’s divine weapons, and his strength has reached a terrifying level, even surpassing Ancestral Weapons. If he could escape, the downfall of the Immortal Realm would be only a matter of time.”
Situ Huan did not dare to interrupt the complaints of the elder and the Devil Generals.
Remember that these few had been famous figures in the Ancient Period.
“But I found one of Ancestor Yan Zu’s descendants.”
Situ Huan said very seriously.
“Oh?”
The elder looked at Situ Huan with great amazement and then noticed the girl he had brought back.
“Hahaha, what are you waiting for? Go see Respected Devil Lord now!”
“Quickly, quickly!”
When the other Devil Generals heard this, they were all extremely excited and urged incessantly.
They knew that the blood of Ancestor Yan Zu’s descendants could also unlock the seal.
Situ Huan could finally enter the deepest part of Devil Mountain. He took a deep breath and stepped in.
This was an extremely special place; the rules of Heaven and Earth were scarce, and there was no presence of spiritual qi, let alone the qi of Heaven and Earth. It was a completely forbidden area.
Stopping in his tracks, his body floated in the void, and all he could see in his gaze was silence.
This region, the ground was not covered with crystals but only black soil and rocks. No signs of life or spiritual qi could be sensed.
Looking up into the distance, six giant Devil Swords, each tens of thousands of feet tall, formed a mountain, piercing the horizon, and emitting dazzling radiance.
The dark world was illuminated in one corner.
Below the six Devil Swords, there was a blood cocoon with a diameter of a hundred feet, woven together from countless blood-colored threads, staining everything within a radius of hundreds of miles into an eerie blood color.
“You have found a descendant of Ancestor Yan Zu?”
A faintly indifferent voice sounded, seemingly coming from the sky, but actually emanating from within the blood cocoon.Situ Huan came here, and his biggest goal now is only one.
That is to beg the Devil Lord to come to the world!
Otherwise, the position of the Heavenly Devil Palace will be inevitable, and he will also face the settlement of every Devil Sect!
As long as the Devil Lord can unlock the seal, the four demon generals and the elder outside can get away.
That old man seemed to be an ordinary guy, but his cultivation was profound and unfathomable, and he felt that he was even stronger than any elder above the Metamorphosis Stage.
Perhaps he was also an absolute peak expert at the tribulation level.
Rebirth Realm, Metamorphosis Stage, Refining Emptiness, Tribulation, the Mighty in the Tribulation can sweep the entire Immortal World!
Situ Huan regained his thoughts and looked at the blood cocoon, saying, “Respected Devil Lord, the internal Ten Devil Sects is now revolting against your ruling, and everything outside is changing rapidly, so at this moment, you must come out of the mountain and deter the invaders of various Heaven and Earths.”
“The ghosts and monsters of the netherworld, and the Demon Race of the Primitive World, are nothing but insignificant beings. As long as I take action, all of these are just a matter of moving my fingers.” The emotionless voice of the Devil Lord sounded again.
“Not just them, the various disputes and entanglements between the abyss and the immortal domain from eight hundred years ago should also come to an end. It’s best to get away from it as soon as possible and settle the past events.”
There was a flash of ambition in Situ Huan’s eyes.
Sooner or later, he would set foot in the abyss where the various demon soldiers settled, and at the same time, crush the Ascension Land and immortal domain.
With that in mind, Situ Huan placed Zhao Ruyue on the ground.
The sacrificial ceremony began.
To use Zhao Ruyue’s essence and blood to unlock the seal!
Accompanied by Situ Huan’s continuous chanting, summoning mantra.
“Boom!”
The blood cocoon vibrated, releasing an incomparably majestic power.
In an instant, the entire land within ten thousand miles collapsed and then melted into scorching lava.
A series of blood-red threads extended from the blood cocoon, entwined around the six demon swords.
The six demon swords shook violently, bursting with terrifying lightning, sky fire, and fierce winds… all bombarding the blood cocoon below.
At the same time, the six demon swords released extremely sharp sword radiance, each capable of tearing through the sky and annihilate a side of heaven and earth.
Each of the demon swords had reached the pinnacle of ancient devil weapons, and when combined, they were incredibly powerful.
Not inferior to a powerful ancient ancestral weapon.
Such a set of powerful divine weapons was extremely precious, and even immortals rarely controlled them.
In order to suppress the Devil Lord, Ancestor Yan Zu exhausted all means, his strength was not weaker than that of immortals, and even surpassed them in some respects.
So the treatment was also the highest configuration.
During the Battle between Heaven and Earth, six ancestor-level human immortals were dispatched, but all of them were defeated by the Devil Lord.
The Devil Lord refined their flesh and souls together into a part of his cultivation.
Logically speaking, being suppressed by the six demon swords for eight hundred years, his power was worn away, and his lifespan should also decrease, turning the immortal gods into dry bones.
But the Devil Lord, who is considered an ancestor-level existence, has a lifespan of one hundred thousand years. Even after eight hundred years, the residual immortal power is still constantly counteracting him. He persevered, not only was he not refined, his spiritual will became even stronger, and he captured the essence of the sword skill of Ancestor Yan Zu.
At this time, in the Devil’s Cave, Zhao Ruyue’s blood penetrated into the intricate seal of Devil Mountain.
“Hmm…”
Zhao Ruyue’s unconscious expression was extremely painful.
However, those originally powerful inscriptions gradually dimmed.
The six demon swords, though still striving to resist, were entwined with blood runes, their brilliance increased, and their power becoming weaker and weaker.
As time passed, the six demon swords gradually shrunk until they returned to normal size.
At this moment, the blood cocoon split open, revealing an extremely handsome figure, wearing crystal-clear armor, with faint black stripes and blood on it, emitting a faint glow, and a graceful and fairy-like aura on their body.
The Devil Lord looked young, only in his twenties, with a handsome and extraordinary appearance, full of charm, irresistible to any woman.
But those indifferent eyes carried a sense of ancientness, as if they had witnessed the vicissitudes of time.
“Boom!”
For a moment, the entire Forbidden Devil Mountain shattered, making a loud noise!
Looking at the six demon swords in front of him, the Devil Lord reached out a hand and released a condensed evil power, engulfing them all.
Under the refining of evil power, the six demon swords slowly merged and condensed into a single one.
On the sword body of the Devil Sword, full of intricate inscriptions, a powerful immortal power was faintly released.
“Where is the today’s Yan Zu now?” The Devil Lord seemed to be asking, yet also talking to himself.
When the Devil Lord took the six demon swords, the elder sensed it, his eyes showing a complicated color, and sighed, “The Devil Lord finally came to the world. I’m afraid there will be another change in the world of the Immortal and Devil realms!”
In his view, the advent of the Devil Lord was undoubtedly a reshuffling of the entire heavens and worlds.
