I Seize Opportunities With My Life Script System

Furthermore, the changes in the panel information were directly tied to the Ancestral Demon.

The panel itself was a manifestation of this world's will.

But now, the Ancestral Demon had tampered with it several times, attempting to shake Shen Mo's mind!

If the Ancestral Demon hadn't been severely wounded by him just now, the panel information would probably still be the same as before.

The Ancestral Demon's voice grew furious. "So what if you've seen through it?!"

"Your strength is still weaker than mine!"

"Your ninth reincarnation will end here all the same!"

He roared, and boundless demonic qi surged wildly through the Primordial Demon Soil.

"The Primordial Demon Soil has existed for millions of years. Every inch of space here is saturated with my demonic qi."

"Although my strength has declined, I can still draw upon the demonic qi of this land."

"How will you fight me?!"

The rolling demonic qi came crashing in without flourish.

When power reaches its peak, it requires no technique—it can simply shatter everything.

Shen Mo gave a low cry. His spiritual power and blood qi erupted, forming two layers of protective barriers that arched toward the heavens.

But compared to the vast sea of demonic qi within the Primordial Demon Soil, his reserves were being drained at an alarming rate.

Even so, his expression remained calm.

After gathering power for a long time, he suddenly struck with his fist.

This time, however, he didn't aim at the Ancestral Demon, but behind him.

The Void Dao condensed.

With that punch, he directly tore through space, opening a crack.

From the other side of the rift, countless human voices could be heard.

Shen Mo said steadily, "The Saint Spirit reincarnates nine times. The more it reincarnates, the weaker it becomes. In this life, I am only at the First Layer of the Connecting Heaven Saint Realm."

"But you forget—I am not the only one fighting against the demon race in this world."

"There are also the human race, the monster race, the dragon clan… even all races together!"

As his voice fell, he threw another punch, opening another crack.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With each strike, another fissure split open.

In just moments, the cracks began to connect to many different worlds.

"What is this place? Such terrifying demonic qi!"

"I've never seen a land like this before—could this be the Primordial Demon Soil?"

"Why are there figures inside?"

"Martial Ancestor Army, follow me into the rift to investigate!"

"To annihilate the demon race is our inescapable duty!"

…

One after another, voices rang out.

They belonged to the powerhouses of the myriad worlds, all drawn by the appearance of the cracks.

Some hesitated. Some shrank back.

But others strode forward bravely.

A moment later, the first figure stepped into the Primordial Demon Soil.

It was Jiu Yin, who had earlier been separated from Shen Mo.

"Shen Mo, you're here!" For once, joy flickered across Jiu Yin's face.

He also caught sight of the Ancestral Demon's colossal body and the eight skeletons before it.

"This crack—you created it with your bare hands?" Jiu Yin exclaimed. "That ancient demon… could it truly be the Ancestral Demon?"

Shen Mo nodded. "With my strength alone, I cannot kill the Ancestral Demon. I must borrow the strength of everyone."

As he spoke, Fu Zu, Dragon Turtle, Xiang Yuan, and the others stepped out from the Void Realm fissures, appearing beside him.

They had been the closest to Shen Mo, so they arrived first.

The Ancestral Demon snarled, "These few forces alone are still not enough to kill me!"

He slammed down a massive palm, and terrifying demonic qi poured from the heavens.

Fu Zu only smiled. "Among those in the Connecting Heaven Saint Realm, I may not be the fiercest in battle. But the title of 'Master of Defense' is more than enough to rank me among the best."

As his voice fell, he flung out hundreds of formation flags.

They swiftly pierced into the ground, weaving layer upon layer of formations.

Formations within formations, nested endlessly, shifting ceaselessly with infinite variation.

The torrent of demonic qi was immediately stopped outside the barrier.

Just then, another figure stepped out of the Void crack.

This person was imposing and extraordinary, clearly a great figure of renown.

Jiu Yin saw him and exclaimed, "Martial Ancestor! You've come too!"

Martial Ancestor laughed loudly. "Exterminating the demon race is my duty. Why wouldn't I come!"

As he spoke, several more figures strode out from the Void crack.

Fu Zu sighed. "Flame Emperor, Prison Saint, Ancestor Xiang… they've all arrived."

"Old Wu, you came quickly," said a red-haired middle-aged man with a laugh.

"You're not slow either," Martial Ancestor replied with a smile.

Each newcomer radiated an overwhelming aura. Clearly, none of them were ordinary powerhouses.

Shen Mo finally felt relieved.

Indeed—for all races, resisting the demon race was a cause above all else.

Martial Ancestor swept his gaze across the battlefield. "If I'm not mistaken, this must be the Primordial Demon Soil."

"I never imagined that the place we've searched for over a hundred thousand years would suddenly open today."

Flame Emperor looked at Shen Mo. "Young man, if my guess is correct, you opened this crack, didn't you?"

Shen Mo smiled and nodded. "That's right. Junior Shen Mo greets all Seniors."

Prison Saint and the others exchanged glances, their eyes softening with relief.

The Primordial Demon Soil they had sought for countless ages had instead been found by a young successor.

They felt no jealousy—only joy.

For it meant the human race was producing more talents, and that could only be a blessing.

Shen Mo's eyes lingered on Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor.

"Indeed… the life panel misled me back then," he thought to himself.

He remembered how the panel had once shown him false information about Ye Yan, Shi Hao, and others, leading him to suspect Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor were schemers, hypocrites cloaked in honor.

But now, with the Void crack open, they had entered without hesitation, risking their lives for the human race.

That alone proved their integrity and dedication.

No, they were not morally corrupt.

It became clear—the Ancestral Demon must have infiltrated the will of this realm long ago, tampering with the life panel to deceive him.

Had that scheme succeeded, he would have grown hostile toward Flame Emperor, Martial Ancestor, and the others, creating needless strife and weakening humanity further.

It was a truly vicious plan.

"They've come… they've all come…"

The Ancestral Demon's expression grew grim.

He had hidden within the Primordial Demon Soil, unwilling to appear, hoping to recover in silence and await the perfect chance.

But now that the Primordial Demon Soil was fully exposed, this was the final, decisive moment.

He had no choice left but to fight to the death!

The Ancestral Demon roared, "By my power, demon race of this realm, heed my call—come quickly!"

Layers of pure demonic qi surged outward, rushing through the Void cracks Shen Mo had opened.

Martial Ancestor's voice grew solemn. "Everyone, attack! We must kill the Ancestral Demon now!"

With a unified cry, all the gathered forces struck together.

Their combined powers interwove in the sky, cascading down like a storm upon the Ancestral Demon.

Soon after, more figures appeared.

Shen Mo looked, and it was the demon tribes led by the Mad Blood King.

Thanks to the recovery of the Saint Demon Tree, the demon race had returned to their former peak.

Each demon radiated boundless might, their strength surging like tides.

Flame Emperor's eyes narrowed. "Why has the demon race regained their strength? When did this happen?"

Martial Ancestor said darkly, "Divide our forces—some must hold them back!"

The Ancestral Demon laughed wildly. "They've come, they've come! The demon race is here too!"

Yet the Mad Blood King remained unmoved, as if searching for someone.

At last, his eyes fixed on Shen Mo.

"Sheng Mo!" the king bellowed.

"This King swore that if Sheng Mo ever needed aid, the demon race would fight for you."

"Now, this King has come!"

"Warriors of the Kuángxuè Tribe, obey my command! Slay the Ancestral Demon, and forever eradicate the demon race!"

The Kuángxuè Tribe roared in unison.

"Slay the Ancestral Demon, and forever eradicate the demon race!"

They charged first, fearlessly taking the vanguard.

Flame Emperor, Martial Ancestor, Prison Saint, and the others were stunned, turning sharply toward Shen Mo.

Shen Mo smiled faintly. "It was with my help that the Saint Demon Tree was restored."

Martial Ancestor gave him a thumbs up. "You brat—impressive!"

Flame Emperor sighed. "The demon race may be counted as human, or as demons. It depends on their will.

"But if the Ancestral Demon dies, the demonic power within them will surely be stripped away.

"I never thought they would truly be willing to sacrifice so much."

The Ancestral Demon roared in disbelief. "You traitors! Who gave you leave to attack me!"

At that moment, countless other figures appeared.

They were demons from the Five Saint Demon Kingdoms, the Dark Demon Kingdom, and the Corpse Demon Kingdom.

"We finally found the Primordial Demon Soil!"

"Ancestral Demon, we've come to assist you!"

"Slay the myriad races—the demon race shall reign supreme across all realms!"

The tide of demons surged forward.

The great battle erupted in full force.

Both sides clashed fiercely, countless powerhouses perishing in blood and fire.

And Shen Mo grew stronger with each exchange, his power climbing ever higher.

An ancient aura surged toward him, merging into his very body.

Before his eyes, one figure after another began to appear…

They were precisely his Reincarnations of the past eight lives.

His cultivation erupted like a volcanic explosion, surging without end.

Tongtian Saint Realm Second Layer, Fourth Layer, Seventh Layer…

Even reaching the Ninth Layer!

These were the legacies of Ye Xuan, Xiao Xuan, and his eight past lives.

At the time of death, their powers had not vanished completely; lingering obsessions and remnants of strength remained.

Now, at this very moment, as all wills united, they returned together—merging into Shen Mo's body.

The Ancestral Devil trembled in shock. "Impossible… they all died! Killed by my hands!"

Shen Mo seized the opening. With the Void Great Dao bursting forth, he closed in and struck a heavy punch upon the Ancestral Devil's head.

Then his fists rained down like a torrent.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Relentless!

With the final blow, the Ancestral Devil's body shattered, collapsing into countless streams of devilish qi.

The demons of the Five Saint Demon Kingdom, the Dark Demon Kingdom, and the Corpse Demon Kingdom screamed and turned to ashes along with him.

Exhausted, Shen Mo fainted and fell from the sky.

Martial Ancestor, Flame Emperor, Prison Saint, and the others immediately rushed to protect him.

Martial Ancestor sighed softly. "I never thought the Reincarnation Saint Spirit spoken of by the Great Wilderness Lord would be this young man."

Flame Emperor also sighed with deep feeling. "Yes… after eight reincarnations, he has finally succeeded."

Xiang Yuan burst into loud laughter. "The Ancestral Devil is dead! The demon race is destroyed!"

Laughter followed, rising from all sides. Their hearts brimmed with joy.

The demon race had infested this realm for endless years, like parasites, scheming to usurp dominion.

Now, they were finally annihilated.

…

Shen Mo slowly awoke.

He felt as though he had wandered through a long dream.

A dream of eight lives, born and reborn, flourishing and falling, each time rising to confront the Ancestral Devil.

"You're awake?"

A gentle hand caressed his cheek.

Shen Mo focused his gaze—it was Murong Yue.

She smiled sweetly. "Martial Ancestor and the Senior Flame Emperor told me—you destroyed the Ancestral Devil."

"I never imagined my disciple, my Dao companion, my husband, would turn out to be the incarnation of a realm's will."

Shen Mo chuckled. "I didn't expect it either."

The two embraced, sinking into the warmth of each other's arms.

After a while, Murong Yue took out a star map. "Oh right, the Great Wilderness Lord was searching for you. He left these coordinates."

"The other Saint Realm seniors received them as well."

Shen Mo raised an eyebrow, studying the coordinates—at the very edge of the universe.

Several years later, he piloted Sui Xing to that place.

From afar, he saw a vast, dark abyss, exuding cold, sinister auras that made him uneasy.

Martial Ancestor, Flame Emperor, Prison Saint, Jiu Yin, Fu Zu, and others were already gathered, waiting.

At their head stood a thin middle-aged man.

Shen Mo bowed deeply. "Senior Great Wilderness Lord."

The man smiled. "You've inherited my legacy. Call me Master."

Martial Ancestor exclaimed in surprise. "So you two are master and disciple!"

The Flame Emperor laughed heartily. "Then we are already family!"

After exchanging words, Shen Mo pointed to the abyss. "Master, what is this?"

The Great Wilderness Lord smiled. "You are the incarnation of this realm's will. What do you see?"

Shen Mo frowned. "Extreme evil… deep discomfort. Is this a passage to the Demon Realm?"

The Great Wilderness Lord nodded. "Exactly.

"Our realm is but one of the Three Thousand Worlds. The Demon Realm has already annexed many.

"Our world lies within its reach as well. The Ancestral Devil was their vanguard."

"I found this passage long ago and have guarded it ever since.

"But if we ignore it, there will always be a second, a third Ancestral Devil."

Shen Mo nodded firmly. "I understand.

"The best defense is offense. Before the Demon Realm sends another, let us strike first!"

The Great Wilderness Lord nodded in approval. "And among the Three Thousand Worlds, many races are also resisting the demons.

"If we form alliances, our chances will be greater."

The Flame Emperor laughed. "What are we waiting for? I've long grown restless!"

The Great Wilderness Lord's spiritual power surged. With a wave, he blasted open the abyss, widening the passage.

It gaped like the maw of a giant beast.

The Great Wilderness Lord laughed loudly. "I'll go first!"

He stepped inside.

The Flame Emperor, Martial Ancestor, and the others followed.

Shen Mo lingered at the threshold, casting one last look at the world behind him.

Then he closed the passage.

His expression was resolute.

"For the peace of this realm… who else but me?"

[End of the Book]

This is the longest-running novel I have ever worked on, and today it finally comes to an end.

I know the recent chapters may have felt like a drop in quality. That was because I had exams and had to translate in bulk, setting those chapters up for scheduled release. Still, I wanted to make sure the story could reach its proper conclusion.

From here, I'll be starting a new project—this time with a renewed focus and the promise of greater quality in every translation.

Thank you for being with me on this long journey. Your support means everything, and I hope you'll continue to stay with me as we grow together and bring even more stories to life.