When the Chaos Demon God heard Xia Lun say this, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily, revealing some deeply buried emotion—as if the words had left him with a lingering trauma.
He even began to wonder whether Xia Lun had truly regained consciousness.
What Xia Lun himself did not know was that, during the period when his mind was clouded, he had kept repeating the same question.
Later, as his power grew, every time he asked it, the Chaos Demon God had to repair his body once more.
With the Chaos Demon God’s willpower, he could easily endure the pain brought by such wounds. But that did not mean he enjoyed suffering pointless damage. He had no masochistic tendencies—especially when the pain came from an opponent who was, in theory, weaker than himself. The sheer absurdity of it only made him more irritated.
“Enough!”
For the first time, the Chaos Demon God’s voice lost its detached indifference. It was as though some long-suppressed emotion had been ignited. Behind him, the six arms began once again to gather a terrifying force.
All six of the arms behind him rose simultaneously. Each one seemed to be holding a crimson orb of light. Within the orbs, miniature creations and destructions of the world appeared to unfold without end, galaxies being born and annihilated in an instant. The energy spilling from them sent wave after wave of tremors through the sea of blood.
“Chaos Annihilation…”
Xia Lun’s pupils contracted sharply, and he felt as if his heart had been seized.
His memories surged back like a tide.
It was this attack—the crimson that swallowed everything, the absolute devouring from which even light could not escape, and the figure that had pushed him away at the final moment.
Aina had disappeared beneath this very attack.
It was as if the entire world had been covered by that crimson radiance. Only now did Xia Lun truly realize how terrifying its power was. It seemed that nothing could preserve itself beneath this attack.
But the Xia Lun of now was no longer the Xia Lun he had been before.
He felt the power of the Spirit Realm pour into his body like a raging waterfall, scouring every meridian and every cell. Pain was transformed into strength, memory forged into resolve, and loss and gain reached a powerful equilibrium at that moment.
Xia Lun tightened his grip on the blood sword in his hand. Energy surged madly into it, and crimson light condensed along the blade, growing ever denser until it became as black as ink.
At the same time, the six arms behind the Chaos Demon God gathered before him, all the orbs of light merging into a solid beam.
“Open… for me!”
He swung his sword forward with the force of one splitting the heavens and earth. The black sword-light collided with the blood-red radiance that devoured all things. Time froze, and every law was annihilated in that instant.
“Crack—”
The blood sword in Xia Lun’s hand could no longer withstand such terrifying power. Countless cracks rapidly spread across its blade, and in the next moment, it shattered into countless fragments.
Everything seemed to slow down. Xia Lun watched the Chaos Demon God’s face twist and contort, while the orbs of light in his six arms went out one after another, like candles flickering in the wind.
Yet he also saw his own black sword-light rapidly melt away, like snow beneath the blazing sun.
Boom—
With a silent explosion, both of them were sent hurtling backward, completely out of control.
Xia Lun was in a terrible state. It felt as though he had broken countless bones. Although he had shielded his face in time, a large portion of the flesh on his arms had been swallowed by the blast, exposing the bones beneath, which glimmered with a faint golden sheen.
Pain surged through him like a tidal wave, only to be suppressed by an even greater force. He could feel the power of the surrounding Spirit Realm continuously pouring into his body, rapidly repairing his injuries. His body was healing at an astonishing rate.
This must have been the power that allowed him to fight the Chaos Demon God to a standstill while he was barely conscious.
On the other side of the Blood Sea, the Chaos Demon God appeared to be in an even worse condition. A burst of unleashed energy had struck him directly, blasting his entire upper body into oblivion beneath the terrifying fluctuations of power. It was as if someone had erased a pencil sketch with a rubber—his torso vanished into the radiance without leaving even a trace behind.
Yet at the sight of this, Xia Lun’s face turned pale instead, as though he had thought of some horrifying possibility.
But strands of blood-red light rose from the Blood Sea below. Woven together like threads, they began repairing the Chaos Demon God’s body.
Just what would it take to kill this thing?
As the flesh before him writhed, the Chaos Demon God recovered completely once more and gazed at Xia Lun from afar.
Then he simply sat down cross-legged atop the Blood Sea, his six arms hanging naturally behind him. His posture did not resemble that of someone on a battlefield at all; rather, he looked as though he were resting in his own courtyard.
“What are you doing?” Xia Lun could not help asking.
They were in the middle of a battle, yet his opponent had suddenly given up resisting.
“I’m done fighting. I’ve had enough.” The Chaos Demon God glanced up at Xia Lun. “Even my strongest attack couldn’t kill you. Continuing would be meaningless.”
The Chaos Demon God then spread his hands toward Xia Lun. “Likewise, you have no way of doing anything to me… In the end, the result will only be my physical body in the outside world devouring everything. Instead of continuing to wear yourself down here, you might as well go back and enjoy your final moments with your family while waiting for destruction to arrive…”
Xia Lun could never accept such an ending.
“I’ve already blocked out the sensation of pain. Whatever you do next, I won’t react.” The Chaos Demon God looked as though he were offering himself up to be cut apart, as if victory were already firmly in his grasp.
“Are you really so confident that nothing can hurt you?” Xia Lun calmed himself and considered the possibility of breaking this deadlock.
“Because I simply don’t care.”
“You don’t care?”
“I simply don’t care what becomes of this world.” The Chaos Demon God spoke indifferently. “Whether you perish or survive has nothing to do with me. After all, this era does not belong to me. I belong only to the past, and my sole opponent is the Chieftain… My physical body losing control and becoming a beast driven by the desire to devour was not my choice, either. It was a problem left behind because the Chieftain failed to deal with it properly back then.”
Xia Lun listened silently to the Chaos Demon God’s account.
“Of course, I could even choose to take my own life and allow your world to continue existing... But why should I do that?” The Chaos Demon God wore a mocking smile. “I respect the Chieftain as a worthy opponent, but I hate him just as much... Everything he cherished and left behind has been utterly destroyed. To me, that is a cause for celebration in its own right.”
Xia Lun was left stunned.
To the Chaos Demon God, they could not even be considered enemies.
Their beliefs existed on entirely different levels.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
