96. Not A Devil

"Corpse Thunder!"

The bone sword in the Nine Kings Palace leader’s hand transformed into dozens of black lightning bolts, charged with a sinister aura, which he launched at Chen Xuan.

The bolts radiated intense malevolence and a sickening stench.

Chen Xuan raised his hand and summoned two Ancestral Symbols: the Darkness and Devour symbols.

Instantly, terrifying powers emerged from the symbols, purifying the black lightning.

“You actually possess two Ancestral Symbols?” The Nine Kings Palace leader's eyes filled with disbelief.

Since when could a demon control Ancestral Symbols? Could it be... that he’d been sealed away for so long that he was out of touch with the times? Or maybe the higher-ups had found a new cultivation method allowing demons to control Ancestral Symbols?

A trace of ecstatic greed surfaced on the leader’s pale, handsome face. I must obtain this secret technique!

He demanded coldly, “If you are a prodigy of our race, why did you betray us?”

“?”

Chen Xuan was momentarily stunned. When did I become a demon?

It quickly became clear. The Nine Kings Palace leader must have assumed Chen Xuan was a demon because of the Eight Devil Generals that emerged from his Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and the fact that he knew about the Devil Prison and the Yimo Emperor's identity.

The Nine Kings Palace leader, still driven by his goal, questioned him again, “Tell me, whose subordinate are you in the Devil Prison?”

Chen Xuan, mischievous, replied, “Shen Qing.”

“Shen Qing? A new king?” The leader frowned, “Who is this King Shen? I’ve never heard of that name!”

King Shen, seriously? Chen Xuan was speechless. He asked again, “So you’re sure you don’t know Shen Qing or Ling Qingzhu?”

The Nine Kings Palace leader sneered, “Believe it or not, I command you to hand over the method to control the Ancestral Symbols.”

“Who do you think you are?”

To Chen Xuan’s taunt, the Nine Kings Palace leader replied seriously, “In the Devil Prison, this king ranks ninth! If you hand it over, I’ll reward you greatly!”

Did he really think I cared about his rank? Chen Xuan couldn’t help but shake his head at the leader’s naivety. Not following the usual script, he said, “Alright, but first, I need your help with one thing.”

“Now that’s sensible of you. This king will not forget this.”

Ding! The Nine Kings Palace leader feels happy. Emotion points +500.

Chen Xuan continued, “Please step into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to have a chat with the Eight Devil Generals.”

“Mere devil generals? They’re not worthy of an audience with this king!” The leader didn’t realize Chen Xuan’s hidden intention, and a look of disdain appeared on his pale face. In his eyes, only the Ten Kings of the Devil Prison held any significance—devil generals were beneath him.

“If that’s the case, I’ll have to send you in myself!” Chen Xuan said softly, “Monument Spirit, let’s join forces and erase him completely.”

“I gladly join the demon hunt!”

A voice ancient and powerful echoed across the Great Desolate County. Then, a spectral figure of an elderly man emerged from the ancient monument and floated beside Chen Xuan.

“So, you traitor, you conspired with the spirit of the Great Desolate Monument to set me up!”

Although you had this all planned out, I once brought down the Black-Eyed Old Monster, and today, I’ll ensure your pathetic plan fails too!”

The Nine Kings Palace leader glanced at the two of them, instantly understanding. A cold laugh echoed as he still regarded Chen Xuan as a traitor to the demon clan, speaking with gritted teeth.

[Ding, Nine Kings Palace has generated anger and murderous intent. Emotion points +666]

Chen Xuan couldn’t care less. The Nine Kings Palace leader had been sealed away for a thousand years, completely ignorant of the world outside.

He didn’t know Qin Xiuqing or Ling Qingzhu, and he certainly didn’t know the truth of what happened to Ling Qingzhu. So, his fate was sealed.

The Nine Kings Palace leader was aware that Chen Xuan wielded two Ancestral Symbols, yet he was only at the Nirvana stage. Even though the leader hadn’t fully recovered his own power, he was leagues beyond the average Reincarnation realm expert, especially compared to Chen Xuan.

If you won’t hand over the method to control the Ancestral Symbols, then I’ll kill you and search for it myself!

The leader stopped holding back, gathering a massive demonic energy handprint and hurling it at Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan, with his energy surging, dodged the strike with his body skill at its peak, then channeled immense killing intent and transformed it into a storm of sword lights, sweeping forward.

A dying camel is still bigger than a horse; the Nine Kings Palace leader summoned a shield of demonic energy, blocking the onslaught. “Kekeke, trying to kill this king? I doubt you have the strength!”

The leader laughed arrogantly—until the next second when his pale, handsome face froze.

In front of him, an ancient figure suddenly appeared, one he recognized all too well. It was the Black-Eyed Elder, who had sealed him within this monument thousands of years ago!

Seeing him, the leader’s eyes turned blood-red with hatred. “You wretched old man, you sealed me here for centuries, but so what? You still couldn’t kill me.”

The Black-Eyed Elder chuckled, “Someone else will finish you off.”

The Nine Kings Palace leader turned to Chen Xuan and demanded, “Boy, we are of the same kind. Why help the enemy?”

“Idiot, I’m not a devil!”

“Fine, you traitor! Don’t think just because you can control Ancestral Symbols, you can deny your own blood! Today, I’ll kill you right here!” The leader’s face twisted in rage as he gathered all his demonic energy, forming sharp blades aimed straight at Chen Xuan.

The energy blades pulsed with terrifying power, but Chen Xuan paid him no mind.


Activating his Kaioken to its highest level, he rapidly merged the Devour and Darkness Ancestral Symbols with his Wind-cutting Blade, drawing upon the strength of the Black-Eyed Elder.

With the support of the monument’s spirit, the Ancestral Stone, and two Ancestral Symbols, a terrifying power surged through the Wind-cutting Blade, shaking the heavens and the earth. Finally, a monstrous storm formed, barreling towards the Nine Kings Palace leader.

The rampaging storm shredded the demonic energy blades into nothing. At last, the leader panicked, hurriedly summoning his Devil Emperor Armor to buy some time. But the storm carried a purifying power that devoured demonic energy.

The armor broke quickly, leaving him horrified. He tried to escape in a cloud of black mist, but from all directions, the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise emerged from the formation.

“Roar!” “Growl!” “Hiss!” “Roar!”

The four beasts pressed him back.

Cornered, he tried to retreat into a crevice, but before he could escape, a sword glowing in three colors sliced through the air, severing him instantly.

“No! No! Ah! Boss, he has… he has…”

[Ding, Nine Kings Palace has generated anger and despair. Emotion points +999]