Demon Ancestor, You Must Die

"Heh—" Jiang Che let out a light laugh.

He seemed to understand something.

He truly wasn't the Demon Ancestor, as he lacked the Demon Ancestor's memories, even though he possessed the Demon Heart and Demon Bones!

But what did that prove?

"Interesting, truly fascinating..." Jiang Che laughed out loud.

"A reincarnation without memories is just death, isn't it? Although I don't know what schemes you laid... but since you chose this young master as your reincarnation vessel, you're in for a world of trouble!"

Jiang Che slowly walked up to the hairpin and gently placed his palm on it.

An extreme surge of resentment instantly erupted, its terrifying intensity even invading Jiang Che's soul.

Yet, the expression on Jiang Che's face remained as calm as still water.

After a long moment, Jiang Che slowly lowered his arm, a hint of a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Master? How intriguing..."

Jiang Che shook his arm and prepared to leave. He had no intention of dealing with this broken hole for now.

But just as Jiang Che was about to depart, a strange, sinister voice whispered in his ear, "Demon Ancestor? Found you!"

The eerie voice was filled with extreme morbidity and delight.

Before Jiang Che, countless tendrils of dark mist coalesced, gradually forming a bizarre, slender figure!

Its body was pitch black, its teeth protruding grotesquely, its monkey-like face completely festered. Its limbs were long and thin, with worms visibly burrowing beneath its skin everywhere—the kind of sight that would make one's sanity plummet.

"Demon Ancestor! You are the Demon Ancestor!!!"

The Ghost-Faced Stone Ape hopped around Jiang Che, its hands constantly tearing at its own facial skin, making its already mangled body even more horrifying.

Jiang Che: "..."

He felt an unprecedented pressure from this bizarre ape before him.

So far, this creature was undoubtedly the most powerful being Jiang Che had ever laid eyes on.

Entities like the Emotionless Immortal were merely projections or avatars.

But this thing in front of him was different. It was at its peak, its strength likely rivaling that of a true immortal.

"Demon Ancestor... I've finally found you!" Just as Jiang Che was at a loss, the creature actually began to cry. Its wail was sharp, like a child's, yet it made one feel increasingly chilled.

Jiang Che sized up the monster before him. Winning a fight was definitely out of the question. But running away... this thing could already penetrate the realm barrier. There was nowhere to run!

So, he had to figure out a way to kill this guy.

"Heh... How audacious! Since you see the Demon Ancestor, why do you not bow?" Jiang Che stood with his hands behind his back, his sudden command causing the bizarre stone ape to freeze momentarily.

Then, with a thump, it actually knelt down and prostrated itself on the ground.

"Please calm your anger, Great Demon Ancestor! Please calm your anger..."

Jiang Che raised an eyebrow. Just as he had guessed... the title of Demon Ancestor still carried some weight.

After all, the Path of the Bizarre was created by that so-called Demon Lord using the Demonic Path as its foundation. Wearing the identity of the Demon Ancestor, he was, by all accounts, the ancestor of these aberrations!

Without him, the Demon Ancestor, these bizarre evil spirits couldn't even be born. Theoretically, Jiang Che should be their 'father'. Of course... Jiang Che had no desire to be the daddy of these monsters.

Just as the strange stone ape was kowtowing to Jiang Che, many figures flew over one after another.

"Brother, your Human Emperor Scripture can actually completely kill the evil... uh, what's going on here?"

Jiang Ruoxu led a large group of mortal realm cultivators over.

With the heavenly tribulation gone, the shackles on the cultivators had effectively vanished. As long as they kept cultivating... even those with insufficient talent could slowly grow stronger!

Many cultivators who previously couldn't pass the Divine Passage Tribulation had now stepped into the Divine Passage stage. Even many Chosen Ones, those of the 'Son of Destiny' caliber, had already entered the Martial God realm.

There were also many people from the Chosen Ones Association. Cultivators like Xu Rong and Chen Hao, who had long been swayed to their side, also possessed terrifying levels of cultivation.

A vast, dark mass of people came, ready to battle the otherworldly evil spirits. Almost all of them had cultivated the Human Emperor Scripture and couldn't be corrupted by the bizarre.

But as soon as they arrived, they found a strange creature kowtowing to Jiang Che.

"Oh, the technique I gave you all to cultivate is the 'Human Emperor Scripture'. After cultivating it, you become extremely difficult to corrupt by the bizarre, and you can completely kill evil spirits!"

Jiang Che explained.

"Young Master Jiang truly foresees everything! Did you actually predict this calamity so long ago?" an unnamed Son of Destiny exclaimed excitedly.

Jiang Che glanced at the group. He really wanted to say... everyone, there's a bizarre being of immortal-level kneeling right in front of me. If you can't respect me, could you at least show some respect for him?

If this guy gets angry... a mere sneeze could blast you all to death.

"Brother, you're seriously awesome! You've even beaten an otherworldly evil spirit into kneeling!"

Comrade Xiao Jiang, the war correspondent, spoke up. Their cultivation level wasn't high enough... so they couldn't sense the terrifying strength of this stone ape aberration.

Although Jiang Ruoxu didn't recognize this bizarre stone ape, his livestream audience was filled with powerful experts, even including immortals watching from the sidelines.

The Nine Heavens were often invaded by otherworldly evil spirits, so descriptions of the super-powerful beings among them had been recorded.

"No... that's not right! This is very wrong!!!"

In the livestream, the voice of a Great Emperor of the Triple-World Emperor Realm, stationed at the borders of the Nine Heavens, trembled.

His clan had been guarding the borders of the Nine Heavens for hundreds of thousands of years, fighting against those restless evil beings. Thus, he was very familiar with many of the powerful figures among the otherworldly evil spirits. Last time, it was he who first recognized the Ghost-Faced Evil God Mother.

"Evil God Sequence... Number Twenty-Seven, Bizarre-Bodied Demon Ape? An existence comparable to a Second Tribulation Immortal? Impossible... this must be just his avatar, but that doesn't make sense either... even an avatar of a Second Tribulation Immortal is absolutely not something the mortal realm can contend with!"

"It's over, it's all over! The realm barrier is broken... the Bizarre-Bodied Demon Ape has appeared. The mortal realm is surely lost!!"

...

"Great Demon Ancestor!!! Please forgive my sins!" The Bizarre-Bodied Demon Ape kowtowed frantically while letting out an eerie laugh.

Its deranged appearance began to frighten Jiang Ruoxu and the others. They weren't stupid... they were now sensing the strange atmosphere.

This creature seemed to be incredibly powerful!

"Great Demon Ancestor!!! I'm sorry... but you must die!!! Please forgive my sins!"

The Bizarre-Bodied Demon Ape kowtowed several times with loud thumps, then slowly rose to its feet, its immense immortal aura erupting!

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