405: Chapter 405 Emperor Yi Appears - Eastern Emperor Bell Appears

Before his voice could fade, his eyes suddenly turned dark, and a pitch-black demonic light surged like molten lava; the demon qi around his body exploded with a bang, sounding like ten thousand thunderclaps vibrating together, causing even the firmament to shrink back in fear.

The power of a Taiyi Golden Immortal was fully activated, his physical body resonating with heaven and earth, and his divine intent harmonizing with the Great Dao, reaching a realm of seamless perfection.

Jiang Chen gave a cold smile, his voice sounding like freezing iron: "The inheritance is right within my blood and bone. If you have the ability to take it, then come and get it."

"Unfortunately—with your meager cultivation, you don't even have the qualification to touch it."

The Demon Emperor's pressure was like a raging sea's mad tide, terrifying and overwhelming; yet Jiang Chen remained motionless, his gaze as sharp as a god-slaying blade, piercing straight into the other's soul.

Between the two, invisible energy tore violently, and pure, ultimate destructive power collided with a bang. In an instant, the void cracked and disintegrated inch by inch, as pitch-black chaotic currents spread frantically in all directions like venomous snakes.

Jiang Chen's sharp posture actually caused the Demon Emperor's heart to tremble. He had always prided himself as an eternal genius, looking down upon the heavens, but at this moment, staring at Jiang Chen, he suddenly felt that his so-called talent was merely the light of a firefly competing with the bright moon, only inviting shame.

The killing intent suddenly intensified tenfold.

"This child is peerlessly bizarre. If he is left in this world, this Emperor will not be able to sleep peacefully or eat with flavor!"

Even if he had to sacrifice a thousand years of cultivation and burn through his origin essence blood today, he would definitely erase him completely!

Thinking of this, the Demon Emperor's killing intent soared to the sky, his aura rising step by step, reaching its peak in an instant.

"Jiang Chen! Today, even if Hongjun himself were to arrive, you would still surely die!"

His face was distorted, and a beast-like roar erupted from his throat as he lunged forward for the kill!

Boom—!

The Demon Emperor poured out all his Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation, vowing to use the crushing weight of his realm to completely suppress and kill Jiang Chen.

Since the Great Desolation, the gap between ranks has been like a heavenly chasm that is difficult to cross. He insisted on using this as a blade to cut down all variables!

Just as he violently attacked, a Demon God Dharma Idol suddenly manifested behind him—three heads and six arms, demon flames burning the sky, its aura so violent it made the stars lose their luster.

That Dharma Idol opened its mouth and exhaled, and a majestic demonic power poured in like the Heavenly River reversing its flow, surging into the Demon Emperor's body, causing his combat power to instantly explode by more than a hundredfold!

He clenched his five fingers and struck out a palm—the pitch-black palm print rolled like a world-ending vortex, carrying the power of annihilation that devours all things, tearing through the long sky and striking directly at Jiang Chen's face!

Even the Demon Emperor's own heart trembled slightly: this strike had actually transcended his limits; it was the strongest palm strike of his life!

The palm's momentum was as deep as an abyss, treacherous and unpredictable, as if it were connected to the ancient Demon Court, drawing down the supreme will of the demon race!

He was certain that under this palm, Jiang Chen would surely be turned to dust.

"Jiang Chen, even with a peerless inheritance protecting your body, there is a difference of clouds and mud between us! No matter how heaven-reaching your methods are, you ultimately cannot escape defeat and death!"

"If you were given another hundred years to cultivate to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm... the one dying might have been me. Unfortunately, in this world, there is no such thing as 'if'."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen shook his head gently, his tone full of disappointment: "Demon Emperor, I thought that by giving your all, you could make my blood boil for once."

"Looking at it now—you are nothing more than this."

"You no longer have any value in entertaining me. Exit the stage."

Before his voice fell, a ten-thousand-foot golden light suddenly erupted from around his body, and a giant dragon spiraled up behind him, its scales and claws flying, shining with brilliant gold.

Roar—!

The dragon's roar shook the nine heavens, and that golden giant dragon suddenly turned into a streak of blazing light, sinking into Jiang Chen's body, merging man and dragon into one!

In an instant, dragon prestige surged like a pouring galaxy. He clenched his five fingers and threw a punch—it was as if a true dragon had broken out of the abyss to rule over the mortal world!

Wherever the fist wind passed, ten thousand feet of divine light surged like a raging tide, finally condensing into a divine dragon with golden scales and angry eyes, its claws tearing the firmament, charging forward with the momentum to crush the universe!

Facing this peerlessly overbearing dragon momentum, the Demon Emperor's proud storm palm print was like thin ice meeting the sun, disintegrating silently without even causing a single ripple.

"Impossible! How can a mere Golden Immortal have no end!" The Demon Emperor's eyes were blood-red, looking half-crazed as he recklessly activated his Demon God Dharma Idol to clash head-on with the divine dragon!

Boom—!

The dragon shadow and the Dharma Idol collided with a bang!

In just an instant, that towering Dharma Idol emitted a piercing crack, its massive body exploding with spider-web-like cracks starting from the brow, and then it burst apart with a boom, turning into sky-filling ash and dissipating in the wind...

At this moment, the Demon Emperor's face was as pale as golden paper. Having suffered a severe backlash, a sweetness hit his throat, and blood sprayed out. His figure staggered, and one knee slammed heavily onto the scorched, cracked earth.

He looked up, and that golden mad dragon was perched in the nine heavens, its scales looking as if cast from molten gold, its pupils cold as blades, looking down from above. Its gaze was full of disdain and mockery—that look was like an ice pick stabbing into his bone marrow, freezing his heart and soul with tremors.

The Demon Emperor's fighting spirit was completely shattered. Jiang Chen was already like a streak of red-gold lightning tearing through the void, suddenly standing atop the dragon's head, his robes fluttering, his voice like thunder: "Demon Emperor, hand over Di Yi's hiding place, and I will grant you a quick death."

The Demon Emperor's eye sockets were sunken, his gaze unfocused, his voice dry like sandpaper rubbing: "Di Yi... is on that dead planet next to the Crimson Star, refining the east emperor bell deep within the planetary core... wanting to... refine it for his own use."

The east emperor bell, the number one world-suppressing treasure of ancient times. In the past, the Demon Emperor Donghuang Taiyi relied on this bell to shake down eternal mountains and suppress the gods and demons of the heavens, striking the final note to establish the Demon Court.

"You set up traps three times, wanting to cast me into eternal perdition—he who kills shall be killed by others. Go on your way in peace!"

Jiang Chen's brows sharpened, and two sharp divine lights suddenly shot from his eyes like swords piercing through the skull, going straight through the Demon Emperor's brow; at the same instant, his origin shattered like colored glass, and his primordial spirit was extinguished like a candle flame, leaving not even ashes behind.

Having slain the Demon Emperor, Jiang Chen did not stop for a moment, heading straight for that barren planet beside the Crimson Star.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he felt a vast spiritual energy surging deep within the core, forming its own hidden grotto-heaven. One who could carve open a planetary core and create a secret realm with their own strength must be at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm—besides Di Yi, there was no second person.

Jiang Chen turned into a silent streak of golden light and quietly entered the grotto-heaven.

Inside, clouds and mist swirled, waterfalls were like white silk, and green peaks were layered with emerald, looking like a fairyland. He stepped across white jade stairs and through a forest of whispering pines, finally seeing a person sitting upright beneath a thousand-foot waterfall—clothed in white as pure as snow, with an isolated and peerless aura. Above his head hung an ancient bell; the bell's body was dark, its patterns like a flowing galaxy, its aura heavy and profound like an abyss, making it impossible to see the bottom at a glance.

Jiang Chen was certain in his heart: it was undoubtedly the east emperor bell. This person was Di Yi.

He thought to himself that the east emperor bell had been missing for over an eternal eon, and even the demon race had lost all clues, yet Di Yi was able to find it precisely—without a heaven-reaching power backing him, it would be absolutely impossible.

Just as he was about to reveal himself, Di Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were as deep as the primordial chaos, with starlight flowing within. A pressure like a tide came crashing forward: "Jiang Chen, since you are already here, why bother hiding?"

"Heh..." Jiang Chen gave a cold laugh, standing ten paces away. "Di Yi? Claiming to be a descendant of the Heavenly Court? But you don't have a single trace of demon qi on you—you're just a fake."

Di Yi raised his eyes, as indifferent as ever: "Correct, I am not of the demon race. I can fool that mediocre Demon Emperor, but I cannot hide it from you, Zombie King Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen's pupils constricted slightly: "You recognize me?"

Di Yi spoke slowly: "Before the Great Desolation began, you opened another path, defied fate, and eventually grasped the authority of the Heavenly Dao to reach the supreme height. Hongjun is still trapped in the cage of heaven and earth, yet only you have transcended outside the Three Realms, nameless for eternity, unrecorded for eternity."