Lord Shenxiu

Boom!

A massive Kunlun shadow descended and then vanished without a trace.

All that remained was a depression in the ground, and not a single trace of Taiyi's flesh and blood was left.

It was as if... everything on the other side had been sacrificed to that towering Kunlun Mountain!

Sun Yuan knelt half down on the ground, gasping heavily.

He couldn't control himself; the backlash and pain from casting the spell this time were far more intense than before!

Even the darkness within him was frantically eroding him, seemingly about to take over his entire body.

In his ears were intense rumblings and the roar of a giant ape.

Sun Yuan's eyes bled, sensing that the darkness had already occupied most of his shell...

Countless illusions burst forth in his mind.

It seemed... it was the magnificent life of an ancient Sky Demon!

'Is this me... or rather, my past life?'

'I...'

Sun Yuan's consciousness could only hold on to a small part of his mind, watching as his body stood up, moved its limbs continuously, and with a sneer at the corner of its mouth, seemed very dissatisfied with this body.

'Dissatisfied... then give it back to me.'

Sun Yuan wanted to shout, but no sound came out.

'Wait... this place below the Emperor is not completely safe... Taiyi's final death was filled with the scent of being manipulated... is that... the will of the East King? Was he affected by something sinister?'

'The danger isn't over yet... or rather, the greater horror hasn't descended!'

At this time, Sun Yuan heard his body let out a low laugh, and with ancient, elegant dialect, it roared: "My old Sun... my old Sun is back again! In this life, I must become immortal!"

Sun Yuan stared blankly at himself, making many strange movements and mumbling continuously.

Boom!

In the void, an overwhelming will descended, looking just like a sun.

"The 'Taiyi Scripture'?"

'Sun Yuan' roared: "So that cult leader was tempted by the 'Taiyi Scripture', hehe... This tome was considered a crooked path even in the Ancient Era, said to be passed down from Kunlun, but the possibility of it being from demons is much larger... You... are not the true East Emperor Taiyi!"

"Taiyi!"

"Taiyi!"

The will in the void seemed enraged, continuously growling a single name.

'So... the spell scripture the Longevity Sect acquired was called the 'Taiyi Scripture'? This 'Taiyi Scripture' is so sinister, even creating an Evil Spirit that lingered around that Taiyi, instructing him to do so much...'

The true Sun Yuan consciousness was incredibly astonished: 'That will isn't meaning to do good, maybe after Taiyi devours me, it will seize them the next moment, becoming a true 'person'!'

'And now, it seems it will fight with another me?'

Sun Yuan's awareness guarded only the last bit of clarity, waiting for the opportunity.

"Hehe! Now is the age of the end of Dharma, Spiritual Objects are few, if my old Sun devours you, it will surely be a great boost!"

The next moment, 'Sun Yuan' struck immediately.

Behind him, innumerable shadows gathered, forming a terrifying figure with three heads and six arms, reaching out a furry large hand towards the void.

From the void, it forcibly grabbed a will as black as the sun.

'Sun Yuan' grinned maliciously, as if ingesting some Spirit Pill, and shoved the sun into his mouth.

Crunch!

Crunch!

As the will was devoured, Sun Yuan suddenly felt his body continuously growing stronger.

And an intent filled with limitless chaos, as if countless souls condensed, fiercely surged into his mind.

"Humph, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

'Sun Yuan' snorted coldly as his sea of consciousness boiled instantly, transforming into a turbulent flood, smashing into those chaotic intents to completely devour them and turn them into his nourishment.

"Now!"

The last bit of Sun Yuan's consciousness directly charged at the 'Sun Yuan's' intent.

Boom!

The sea of consciousness shook violently, and the initially dominant will roared in anger: "You are me, are you crazy? Want to commit suicide?"

"I am Sun Yuan, I am not you!"

Sun Yuan shouted loudly: "Rather than let you devour and reborn me, I'd rather we perish together!"

In his sea of consciousness, a black sun suddenly appeared.

The violent intents boiled, transforming into an ocean that submerged the entire sun...

Sun Yuan's bit of consciousness, however, was like a lone boat in the sea, heavily injured and could only drift with the currents.

He had done all he could, what would happen in the end, he could only leave it to fate.

Pfft!

Outside, Sun Yuan's body spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed softly.

...

The place below the Emperor returned to calm.

Sun Yuan lay in a pool of blood, as if capable of lying there for millennia.

Tap tap!

Tap tap!

At this moment, the sound of footsteps echoed.

Zhong Shenxiu emerged from the darkness, sighed.

"A rehearsal?"

He looked at Sun Yuan on the ground, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

The other's fall to this state was actually part of his experiment.

To verify what method to employ when a mere ant is possessed and awakened by a great existence's will?

And indeed, that 'Taiyi Scripture' is an evil secret tome; countless cultivators who practiced it and died, their resentment gathered on it, creating an intent named 'Taiyi.'

Then, this spell was sealed until recently, unearthed by the Longevity Sect, bringing mysterious supernatural powers, while also twisting many people's minds, leading them gradually to destruction.

"This body has become a battlefield of three: Sun Yuan, the Demon Monkey, and Taiyi... who will survive to the end? I am very much looking forward to it..."

Zhong Shenxiu pursed his lips and waited silently.

Looking at this Sun Yuan reminded him somewhat of himself and other True Gods.

Whether given the title of Dao Ancestor, Ancient Immortal, or True God, using singular divinity to become great existences, they must face the pollutions and madness brought by singular divinity throughout.

This feeling shares some similarities with the present Sun Yuan.

And to what extent the other could manage under such circumstances was also carrying Zhong Shenxiu's hope, a rehearsal for the future.

Zhong Shenxiu's true body had already foreseen a glimpse of his future, seen some scenes, so he began preparing ahead.

...

Time ticked by, who knows how long had passed.

Zhong Shenxiu raised his brows, his figure gradually fading away.

"Cough, cough!"

On the ground, Sun Yuan coughed once, climbed up, and clutched his forehead: "It hurts so much..."

Sun Yuan held his head, yet his face morphed into one of wild joy: "I succeeded, in the end, I survived..."