Chapter 109 A Mystery of a Thousand Barriers
Wu Jin was shocked, "A Spirit Devouring Array?"
Luo Chuan raised an eyebrow leisurely, "You don't actually think I came to this meeting unprepared, do you?"
Before the words were even finished, the Chaos Beast had already impatiently transformed into its original form. As it spread its two pairs of bone wings, all six of its crimson eyes looked at Wu Jin and let out a furious roar that shook the earth.
The witch's expression hardened as he applied the incantation, and the star array solidified by the frost patterns overlapped once more.
The severed tail of the formation was tightly bound by layers of wisteria crystals, and excruciating pain surged towards Luochuan like a tidal wave.
Wu Jin activated his pupil technique, taking in every subtle expression of the Demon King.
When Wu Jin saw Luo Chuan's barely perceptible frown, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The prophecy proved correct; the Demon King was indeed the chosen one. Being of the same bloodline, even with a severed tail, the causal bonds still applied to the Demon King.
Now that it has fulfilled its mission as nourishment for activating the Tree of Life, its final task is just beginning.
A fanatical light flashed in Wu Jin's white eyes as he raised his hand. The Wu clan members once again formed hand seals in unison, and nine crimson chains appeared out of thin air from within the starlight array!
The crowd shouted in unison, "Open the causal lock!"
Luo Chuan suppressed his cold smile, and his heterochromatic eyes showed a rare seriousness.
The mark of the Heavenly Calamity emanated a chilling aura from behind the coccyx, and the originally flowing spiritual energy suddenly stagnated in the meridians.
This witch clan was able to use the causal thread to reconnect him with the severed tail.
Luo Chuan lowered his eyes.
If so, then the severed tail can be reintegrated into the coccyx and merge with the Heavenly Tribulation to become a new eighth tail.
Dodging the crimson flame chains with agility, Luo Chuan reached out and grabbed the attacking witch cultivator. The spiritual energy ice blade that had just burst forth from his fingertips shattered in mid-air.
He narrowed his heterochromatic eyes and realized that the magic arrays and crimson chains on these people were actually formed by fusing the residual blood from his severed tail.
The coldness in Luo Chuan's eyes deepened. The moment the ice wall he swung was melted through by the iron chains, he pulled out his natal spine-worm sword from his spine.
"The Demon King's natal sword! Everyone be careful!"
Before the other side could finish speaking, Luo Chuan unleashed his powerful sword intent.
The unstoppable sword energy split the rock wall in two, instantly revealing a large array below that was also floating with starlight.
The Wu tribe has been preparing for this day for over a hundred years. They do not know who this formation will be used against a hundred years from now, but they know that it is the only hope for the entire tribe.
The wind stirred by spiritual energy filled the Demon King's sleeves, and Luo Chuan stood in the center of the formation, sword in hand. Amidst the overwhelming killing intent, his figure was as wiry as a pine branch, possessing the composure of a pine root embedded in rock.
Now, not only Wu Jin but the others also noticed something amiss and couldn't help but ask, "High Priest, the Demon King is only at the Nascent Soul stage, so why is his strength so terrifying?"
"Even with the combined power of our entire clan's Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators, we couldn't harm him in the slightest?"
"We urge the three elders to come out of seclusion, otherwise the efforts of the Wu Clan over the past few centuries may be in vain."
Wu Jin's gaze hardened as he looked at the floating Tree of Life above his head. He met the eyes of the two Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and the three of them attacked simultaneously.
Luo Chuan seemed to sense something and raised his head.
A massive spiritual net suddenly appeared in the sky, pressing down with chilling power, causing the entire Burial God Abyss to tremble. At the same time, the golden threads on Luo Chuan's body, along with the severed tail at the center of the array, became visible.
The light climbed steadily along the lines of causality, bursting forth at its end to reveal the true form of the Demon King.
The moment the seven tails stretched out, ripples spread across the entire sky.
Luo Chuan looked up at the eighth tail that was faintly emerging in the phantom, his heterochromatic eyes deep and unfathomable.
The three members of the Wu Clan changed their hand gestures, and the spiritual net shrank continuously before bypassing Luo Chuan and directly wrapping around the severed tail in the center of the formation.
Almost instantly, Luo Chuan felt the excruciating pain that had ripped through his bones during the lightning tribulation years ago.
Despite his gritted teeth and muffled groans, blood continued to drip from his thin lips.
The Chaos Beast sensed the fluctuation of its master's spiritual power and was about to pounce when Luo Chuan raised his hand to stop it.
The young demon king's heterochromatic eyes were unfathomable as he turned to look at the severed tail that had been broken off by heavenly lightning hundreds of years ago.
At that time, he lay on the icy plain covered in blood, with the thunderous lightning constantly roaring, seemingly mocking him for being a half-demon who overestimated his abilities.
"Heh." A bloody laugh escaped the Demon King's throat, and he suddenly raised his hand.
The moment the spineworm sword frosted over, the surrounding wisteria crystals withered instantly, and the blade transformed into a deep dragon's roar as it cleaved through the barrier before the severed tail.
The spirit net shattered into golden dust, and the severed tail, now free, drifted towards the Luo River.
Wu Jin grunted, but Bai Tong stared unblinkingly down, just a tiny bit more...
Since the Demon King has discovered that the causal lines on the Tree of Life can fuse the severed tail with his main body, he will surely mold this severed tail into his bones and blood.
Once he merges with the severed tail, even a true immortal would be powerless to stop him.
But before her smile could even bloom, she froze on the spot.
The demon king's tapping motion was casual, as if he were crushing a wisp of morning mist, but his severed tail, which was his own, instantly turned to dust.
The backlash immediately caused blood to erupt on Luo Chuan's front, but he chuckled softly.
"You mere discarded tail, worthy of being fused into my blood and bones?"
Wu Jin looked at him as if he were a madman!
The severed tail is of the same origin as his life, yet he just abandons it so easily.
But what's even more terrifying is yet to come.
The Demon King snapped his fingers lightly, "That's the end of today's show. Let me take the curtain call for you."
Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, the figure wielding the sword began to ripple between reality and illusion.
The gilded mask was still the same gilded mask, but the coral beads hanging from the ends of the hair suddenly became brighter. The dark red color that had previously seemed like a veil now looked like drops of fresh blood.
The invisible air currents lifted the bangs that had been hanging down his forehead, revealing the brow bone that had been hidden when he was disguised. Luo Chuan's lips curled into a smile that seemed to destroy everything. His cultivation had progressed all the way past the Nascent Soul stage and reached the peak of the Integration stage.
The Wu Clan members were horrified and immediately formed complex hand seals, channeling a continuous stream of spiritual energy into the three Nascent Soul stage elders in front of them.
Luo Chuan's sword tip touched the ground at an angle, and frost simultaneously formed on the magical artifacts of everyone within a ten-zhang radius. His back was as taut as a pine tree, and the wind filling his wide sleeves became part of his sword intent.
The spiritual energies clashed, and the broken wall was instantly reduced to rubble.
The three Nascent Soul stage elders flew backwards like kites with broken strings.
However, Luo Chuan inserted the Spine Worm Sword into the core of the array, and the Devouring Spirit Array instantly covered the Starlight Array completely.
After doing all this, he knelt on one knee, supporting himself with his sword, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wu Jin snapped out of his shock, but instantly aged a hundred years. “The rampant demonic energy on this continent is all caused by the stagnation of spiritual power,” he said, his white eyes filled with confusion. “This also includes the demon race. In the pursuit of cultivation, someone always has to sacrifice themselves.”
Luo Chuan chuckled, "Oh? If that's the case, why don't you go?"
Wu Jin and the other two Nascent Soul stage cultivators exchanged a glance, their tone resolute, "Our causal threads are already connected to the Tree of Life. Even a small firefly can shine for a moment. If you are willing to sacrifice yourself, we are all willing to follow you!"
For the hope of ascension to future generations, and for the chance to break free from this dead end, they were willing to sacrifice their lives.
Wu Jin's aged white eyes stared unblinkingly at the young demon king. "Luo Chuan, you failed your tribulation hundreds of years ago. Didn't you ever think about why?"
Luo Chuan paused, his fingers tapping the spine-worm-infested sword, "..."
"...The spiritual energy in this world is out of balance. Everyone believes that the Demon King's failure to transcend the tribulation was simply because of his half-demon body, but you know best... each of the nine heavenly lightning bolts is fatal..."
Luo Chuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
For a century, the Demon King acted mysteriously and elusive, never revealing his true face. People speculated about him, but no one knew the truth...
As early as the day the eighth tail broke, cracks had already appeared in his Dao heart...
A sudden gust of wind arose, and the array's core, which had been swallowed by the Spirit Devouring Array, once again emitted starlight. Wu Jin spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly formed hand seals, "Luo Chuan, now that you have glimpsed the Heavenly Dao, you should know everything we have done!!"
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"That's the correct way!"
Fen Yu stared at the girl who was trying to escape. "When a whale falls, all things are born. What the Wu Clan wants is never his body, but the spiritual energy that dissipated in the world after he failed to transcend the tribulation again."
"Therefore, we are right, Karin."
The most powerful pupil mage of the younger generation of the Witch Clan instantly activated his spell, "Sleep now, and when you wake up, the world will be completely renewed."
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A thunderclap boomed deep within the clouds.
The three Nascent Soul stage elders sat cross-legged in the formation, circulating the spiritual energy that had just been transferred to them by all the Nascent Soul and Golden Core clansmen.
At this moment, this spiritual energy was pouring into Luo Chuan's body with tremendous force.
Suddenly, the distant clouds turned gray, like ink spreading on rice paper, and swallowed the entire sky in the blink of an eye.
The thunder roared like a giant clutching a rusty chain, arriving as promised from the clouds.
The moment the purple-white lightning illuminated the sky, the tribulation of the Demon King's Fusion Stage was instantly activated.
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