435: Chapter 435 The Gates of Hell Open - Nine Generals Devour Their Master

Two forces collided violently—a bizarre scene suddenly unfolded: that divine light was like a hot knife through snow, piercing straight through the fist energy and pinning it in mid-air, motionless, like an insect trapped in amber... Boom!

The divine light's momentum remained undiminished as it slammed fiercely into Man Yue's chest!

"Ugh—!"

His throat suddenly caught, his miserable howl stuck in his gullet, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.

He felt the spark of life already burning within him being extinguished and scattered at a visible rate, like a sandcastle collapsing silently.

He exhausted his Chaos Source trying to hold onto a sliver of life, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a carriage—this was an ancient iron law: for those whose names are written in the book of life and death, once the Judges Pen falls, their lifespan ends, and they are doomed forever!

In just a snap of the fingers, Man Yue's essence, energy, and spirit were completely drained.

He collapsed to the ground, his flesh withered and his eyes sunken, looking exactly like a decaying corpse just dug out from a grave.

"Jiang Chen... you won."

His voice was as raspy as sandpaper rubbing together, his breath so weak it was almost inaudible. "So... this is the power of judgment of the Six Paths of Reincarnation? No wonder Lady Houtu did not hesitate to transform herself into the Youdu... Reincarnation is endless, and the Great Dao endures forever. To be defeated by such heavenly might... I am content."

Before he could finish speaking, his broken body turned to ashes and scattered with the wind.

Jiang Chen stood still, feeling his Second Primordial Spirit as if it had drunk nectar; his realm quietly rose, and his foundation became increasingly solid.

Now, the clouds of the Primordial World were rising again: Chaos Messengers moved stealthily to cast their nets, the Demon Race's Celestial Court was secretly rebuilding the old system, the east emperor bell rang out in all directions, signaling that Tai Yi and Dijun had already awakened; and the Ferocious Beast Clan was even more frantically searching for forbidden techniques, vowing to awaken the ten great ferocious beasts—a brand new chaotic era was emerging from its cocoon amidst blood and fire.

Jiang Chen knew well that this immense upheaval was his only chance to strike at the supreme and unique realm.

Consolidating his Second Primordial Spirit now was laying the first cornerstone for that single step to heaven.

He immediately sat cross-legged to regulate his breathing, ordering the Old Taoist and the others to form an array to protect him and help stabilize his surging cultivation.

After sitting in silence for a long time, his work was complete. He opened his eyes, his aura restrained like a deep pool, yet he had already faintly touched the threshold of the Daluo Golden Immortal.

He immediately got up and walked toward the deeper layers of the palace, with the Old Taoist and the others following closely behind with firm steps.

Everyone knew in their hearts: as long as Jiang Chen was at the front, this plan to block the revival of the ten great ferocious beasts would surely succeed!

Before long, the group stepped into the eighth underground floor—the guardian was none other than one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Ferocious Beast Clan, Man Sha.

This man had a sturdy build like a tiger's back and a bear's waist, eyebrows like ink axes, and eyes burning like two clusters of black flames. His Dark Iron Demon Armor shimmered with a cold, bloody light, and he held a Demon Spear that pulsed with an eerie glow, its tip trembling slightly as if thousands of wronged souls were screaming.

Man Sha's gaze swept over, his killing intent like a blade, slicing through the air on the spot with a piercing sharp sound.

"Mu Fan! You reckless madman, how dare you trespass into my Ferocious Beast Clan's Ancestral Temple and crush several elders of my clan—if I let you leave alive today, I'll write my name, Man Sha, backward!"

Before his voice faded, he roared like thunder, and his Demon Spear pierced through the air, tearing through layers of spatial folds, carrying the momentum of a storm of blood and the power to collapse mountains and split peaks, thrusting straight at Jiang Chen's heart!

Swish—!

Before the spear tip even arrived, the shrill whistle was enough to make one's heart and gall burst; wherever the eerie light passed, even light was shredded into pieces. Its speed was faster than lightning, and its power was enough to pierce through stars!

The Old Taoist and the others felt their scalps tingle. They all retreated more than ten zhang, joined forces to prop up a triple golden light barrier, and performed hand seals, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

—Man Sha was a genuine Daluo Golden Immortal. For Taiyi Golden Immortals like them, even if they were touched by a sliver of the aftermath of a divine ability, they would likely have their souls and bodies extinguished on the spot. How could they dare to be careless?

"Too much malevolence will only harm yourself."

Jiang Chen's expression was indifferent, the corners of his lips curling slightly with a hint of mockery and a great deal of certainty: "Want to kill me? Go back and practice for another ten thousand years, then maybe... you'll be able to touch the corner of my clothes."

His mind was clear: if he won this battle, stepping into the Half-step Daluo would be a natural progression.

Jiang Chen did not immediately use his ultimate trump card; instead, he intentionally slowed down the pace to contend with his opponent.

He viewed Man Sha as a fine whetstone—by grinding like this, the transformation of his Second Primordial Spirit would be swifter, and his foundation would be more solid. In the long run, the benefits would far outweigh a temporary victory or defeat.

Seeing that Demon Spear, carrying a storm of blood, thrusting toward his chest, Jiang Chen's pupils constricted. He did not retreat but advanced, twisting his waist and hips, and punched out fiercely!

"Six Paths Divine Fist!"

Golden light exploded, the fist shadow like a dragon, the fist's momentum overbearing and peerless, the fist energy making the void hum and vibrate.

Boom—!

The golden fist glow collided with the Demon Spear, and in an instant, a blinding light exploded. That malevolent weapon, surrounded by black energy, actually snapped inch by inch, turning into fragments that filled the sky.

But Man Sha's lip curled into a cold sneer: "Boy, even if your methods reach the heavens, don't think you can truly destroy my Immortal Demon Spear!"

Before he finished, the fragments in the sky suddenly swirled back, regrouping into form amidst a buzzing vibration. Then, one became ten, ten became a hundred, a hundred became a thousand... in an instant, ten thousand spears were fired at once!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Billions of Demon Spears tore through the air, forming a grim killing array. Carrying overwhelming demonic power, they pressed down toward Jiang Chen's head!

Jiang Chen's lips curled slightly. He pressed his five fingers together, his palm edge like a blade, and raised his hand to slash out a peerlessly blazing golden saber energy!

Boom—!

A deafening explosion erupted, and that aggressive Demon Spear array disintegrated instantly like thin ice meeting fire!

Seizing this split-second opening, his fingertip suddenly pointed out, transforming into a sword's edge. A sharp and peerless golden sword light split down in response, the sword intent as violent as a surging sea, aiming straight for Man Sha's throat!

Man Sha's expression changed drastically. As a Daluo Golden Immortal, he was well-traveled and had long seen that Jiang Chen only had a Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation. He had originally thought it would be an easy catch, but who would have expected his proud divine abilities to be crushed one after another by the opponent!

"Boy, you have some skill to force me to show my true abilities—I'll admit defeat for now, but even a lion must use its full strength when hunting a rabbit!"

His voice was low, killing intent surging. "Today you dare step into my Ferocious Beast Clan's territory; tomorrow I will surely make you regret it!"

Before his voice faded, black light surged around him, and a highly condensed Daluo Law power gushed out, slamming fiercely into that golden sword—the sword light shattered and was annihilated inch by inch!

"Is that so?"

Jiang Chen's gaze suddenly turned cold. With a flash, he appeared before Man Sha like a bolt of lightning. His right arm tightened like a bow, and he threw a punch as fast as thunder and as fierce as a mountain collapse!

Bang—!

The punch landed solidly on Man Sha's chest. The fist energy exploded like a nuclear blast wave, and a violent air current swept in all directions. Man Sha was instantly blown into a mist of blood!

But in the distance, the blood mist churned, and his broken body regrouped in the blink of an eye. His bones and muscles regenerated, and his flesh was reshaped—a Daluo body is immortal and indestructible; how could it be slain by a single strike?

"Jiang Chen... I underestimated you and failed, actually being wounded by you!"

Man Sha's voice was raspy, his eyes filled with towering flames of rage, his killing intent almost solidifying.

"The arrogant are easily broken. You haven't even reached the peak yet, but you're already looking down on everyone. If you can't even understand this simple truth, isn't it only natural for you to take this punch?" Jiang Chen's smile remained, but his tone was as cold as a double-edged blade.

Man Sha laughed out of extreme anger: "Jiang Chen, there won't be a next time—because you are already a dead man."

He suddenly raised his hand, and a dark giant gate abruptly appeared above his head. The gate cracked open, and nine green-faced, fanged Ghost Generals clad in armor and holding polearms stepped out! Each one had bone-corroding yin energy and soaring baleful aura, their combat power not at all inferior to Man Sha's original body.

"Oh? You think you can suppress me just because you have more people?"

Jiang Chen laughed loudly, then suddenly pressed his palms together and pushed forward. A golden giant palm that blotted out the sun condensed out of thin air, the patterns on the palm like undulating mountains, its power vast as if it could suppress the eternal sky!

At this moment, his aura changed abruptly—as if he were a divine king awakened from primeval times, in control of heaven and earth, looking down on all the heavens. If gods or Buddhas blocked his path, he would cut them down like weeds!