129: Chapter 129 A Great Gift, Lord Heavenly Demon

[Chu Sheng sank down with all his might.]

[The Sea of Blood was like a giant hand, dragging him downward.]

[Countless Resentful Souls swarmed from all directions; some looked like human faces, some like beast claws, and some were just a blur of black mist.]

[They screamed and roared, reaching out with transparent hands to grab his ankles, wrists, and neck.]

[The Heavenly Demon Body activated automatically, and black-red Devilish Qi seeped from his pores. When the Resentful Souls touched this aura, they shrieked and recoiled as if burned by a branding iron.]

[Inside the ring, the Old Grandfather was jumping up and down in excitement.]

["Good stuff! It's all good stuff here! This seat can feel it—at least ten thousand years of accumulated Resentful Souls! And that skeleton... a Devil King-level skeleton! And that arm... the Dao Palace! The Dao Palace!"]

[Chu Sheng ignored him and continued to sink with all his might.]

[The pressure of the Sea of Blood grew stronger, making his eardrums bulge and his vision darken.]

[Gritting his teeth, he pushed the Heavenly Demon Body to its limit. Like a black meteor, he cleaved through the Sea of Blood and plunged straight into the abyss.]

[After an unknown amount of time, the view before him suddenly opened up.]

[A massive skeleton lay across the depths of the Sea of Blood, a hundred zhang long, with each bone as thick as a pillar.]

[The Netherworld Ancestor—even though he had been dead for countless years, his skeleton still radiated a terrifying pressure.]

[Chu Sheng felt like an ant standing before an elephant; even breathing was difficult.]

[Beside the skeleton was that Dao Palace arm.]

[The flesh on the arm had long since rotted away, leaving only bone, but the bone was covered in dense runes. Each one emitted a power that made Chu Sheng's heart throb with fear.]

[The runes seemed alive, slowly writhing on the bone and emitting a faint, eerie glow.]

[Fake Name had already arrived.]

[She stood atop the skeleton's skull, looking down to study something. The hollow eye sockets of the skull beneath her feet were filled with black water.]

[Huang Gula was swimming around below like a curious child. He reached out to touch the ribs but was repelled by a force, sending him tumbling several times.]

["Ow, ow, ow!"]

[He grimaced and rubbed his hand, then went to touch another bone.]

[More Cultivators swarmed down.]

[Lower-ranked Demon Generals, Mid-tier Demon Generals, and some formidable characters whose depths Chu Sheng couldn't fathom.]

[Hundreds of people flooded into the depths of the Sea of Blood simultaneously, and the scene instantly spiraled out of control.]

[Some rushed toward the skeleton, wanting to seize its bones; some charged at the Dao Palace arm, hoping to refine it into a Magic Treasure; others took advantage of the chaos to kill and loot. The Sea of Blood turned into an asura field.]

[The black seawater was churned into total chaos.]

[The Arena Master also came down.]

[He was covered in blood, though it was unclear if it was his own or someone else's.]

[He saw Chu Sheng standing beside the skeleton, and a glint of greed flashed in his eyes.]

["What did you get?"]

[Chu Sheng spread his hands. "I didn't get anything."]

[The Arena Master didn't believe him, staring at him for several seconds.]

[Just as he was about to speak, suddenly—]

[The skeleton's eyes lit up.]

[Two beams of eerie light shot from the hollow eye sockets, shining directly onto Chu Sheng.]

[Chu Sheng's entire body went stiff, and he was unable to move.]

[A terrifying force locked him in place; he couldn't even lift a finger.]

[A voice sounded in his mind—ancient, majestic, and filled with endless resentment.]

["Lord Heavenly Demon... good... good..."]

[Chu Sheng was stunned.]

[Lord Heavenly Demon? Who is he calling? Me?]

[The Old Grandfather suddenly burst out from the ring, his phantom form blocking the way. He roared at the skeleton, "Old thing, he is this seat's man! Don't even think about touching him!"]

[The skeleton's eyes flickered. The two beams of eerie light scanned Chu Sheng before landing on the Old Grandfather.]

[A hint of terror flashed in its gaze, but it quickly calmed down upon realizing it was just a remnant soul.]

[The voice sounded again, tinged with a bit of mockery. "Could you be... Taixu... You're still alive..."]

[The Old Grandfather sneered, "This seat won't die even if you do."]

[The skeleton remained silent for a long time.]

[Chu Sheng felt as if he were squeezed between two great mountains, not even daring to breathe loudly.]

[After a long time, the voice spoke again, its tone much softer. "Since he is your successor... then this seat shall give him a gift."]

[A beam of black light shot out from the skeleton and entered the space between Chu Sheng's eyebrows.]

[Chu Sheng felt something added to his mind, yet he couldn't grasp it. It was like looking through a veil—hazy and indistinct.]

[Then, the skeleton moved.]

[The skeleton of the Netherworld Ancestor suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura, and a black ripple spread out from it.]

[All the Demon Generals were struck by this ripple. As if hit by an invisible giant hand, they were sent flying backward.]

[The Lower-ranked Demon Generals died on the spot, while the mid-tier ones spat out blood, unable to even let out a scream.]

[The Arena Master's expression changed drastically. He turned to flee but was pierced through the chest by a black beam. With eyes wide open, he slowly sank into the depths of the Sea of Blood.]

[Chu Sheng stood frozen in place.]

[The skeleton's ancient voice echoed in his mind one last time, growing weaker and weaker: "This seat... has helped you... clear... these... ants... the rest... is up to... you..."]

[The voice vanished, and the skeleton's eyes dimmed, returning to two silent, dead black holes.]

[The chaotic battle continued, but no one could spare a thought for Chu Sheng anymore.]

[Someone triggered a Restriction on the skeleton, and a terrifying pressure erupted from it.]

[The Sea of Blood surged, and countless Resentful Souls rushed out from the seabed, blanketing the sky and frantically attacking everyone.]

[Fake Name pulled out a pile of Jade Talismans and resisted desperately.]

[Huang Gula took them down with one punch each, but there were too many Resentful Souls to kill them all.]

[Chu Sheng was also besieged by the Resentful Souls.]

[But he discovered that the Heavenly Demon Body had a natural suppression against Resentful Souls. When those souls touched his Devilish Qi, they shrieked and dissipated as if meeting their nemesis, turning into pure power that flooded into his body.]

[Inside the ring, the Old Grandfather frantically absorbed this power, his phantom form becoming increasingly solid.]

[His voice changed with excitement: "More! Give me more! This seat hasn't had a full meal in a long time!"]

[Chu Sheng gritted his teeth and took the initiative to charge into the swarm of Resentful Souls.]

[With his Devilish Qi fully unleashed, he was like a human-shaped black hole; wherever he went, the Resentful Souls dissipated one after another.]

[His cultivation began to loosen, and the Bottleneck of the Late stage of True Transformation seemed to be cracked by a hammer.]

[The Restriction lasted for fifteen minutes before finally subsiding.]

[More than half of the Cultivators in the Sea of Blood had died, and the survivors were all injured.]

[Countless corpses floated on the surface, and the blood dyed the black waves red.]

[Chu Sheng took advantage of the chaos and ran toward the shore.]

[He ran extremely fast, not even daring to look back.]

[Halfway there, the sound of something cutting through the air came from behind him.]

[Fake Name caught up.]

[Huang Gula followed behind, shouting anxiously, "Brother! Don't run!"]

[Chu Sheng ran even faster.]

[Fake Name's voice came from behind, cold as ice: "Stop."]

[Chu Sheng didn't stop.]

[Fake Name shouted again, "Did you take the Legacy?"]

[Chu Sheng still didn't stop.]

[Huang Gula's voice drew closer: "Brother! Let's talk nicely! We're not here to steal your stuff!"]

[Chu Sheng thought to himself: Yeah, right.]

[He gritted his teeth and ran toward the shore with all his might.]

[Behind him, two auras were in hot pursuit.]

[The Sea of Blood surged, and the black spray splashed against his ankles.]

[In the distance, the outline of the shore was faintly visible.]

[He picked up his pace.]