Supreme Divine Book

The two leaders of the demon race, the Seven Nights Saint Ruler, had fallen. The Demon Lord Chi Yan suffered a heavy injury and fell into a permanent death trap.    

Ambitious Dark Lord, fighting for power and profit, eliminating dissidents. Thus, they had stolen the lives of the three Demon Lords.    

It was no wonder that Yan Wu and the rest of the demons at the Hundred Year Grand Ceremony were acting like strangers.    

"Demon Lord Chi Yan!"    

Han Chen muttered to himself. He was very clear about the Seven Nights Saint Ruler. However, the inheritance will of the Seven Nights Saint Ruler did not have much information regarding the Demon Lord Chi Yan.    

As for the chaotic battle between the various Saints, it was hard to tell what kind of earth-shattering event they had once engaged in.    

"How many injuries has Demon Lord Chi Yan suffered? So much that he can only stare as the Dark Lord reverses the order of the chaotic devils? " Han Chen asked.    

"I don't know." Yan Wu shook her head, her beautiful eyes revealing traces of confusion. Demon Lord Chi Yan had been closed for thousands of years already, and in this period, no one had seen him. It was even spread amongst the upper echelons of the demon race that the Demon Lord Chi Yan had long since perished and died. "It was never announced."    

Yan Wu's voice paused for a moment, then continued, "Perhaps that Dark Lord thought that the Demon Lord Chi Yan had long since fallen, which was why he dared to act so recklessly!"    

Han Chen squinted his eyes, his handsome eyebrows raised as he asked, "So you, Blood Demon, and Sky Demon are all figures from the Seven Nights Saint Ruler and his generation?"    

Thinking about it, the way Han Chen looked at Yan Wu became a little strange.    

At the time when the two great demon leaders were in power, thousands of years ago, Yan Wu truly could not bear to look at them directly.    

"Eh?"    

Yan Wu actually rolled her eyes and said snappily, "You're overthinking it. Back then, the three great Demon Masters were not the three of us."    

"Oh? "What's that?"    

"The three great Demon Lords of that era are me, Cheng Feng, and the ancestor of the great Chen Ancestor, separated by several generations of mentoring relationships …"    

Defiance?    

Han Chen's eyelids twitched. Cheng Feng was a blood demon, he knew this very well. Presumably, this' Inverse Awakening 'was a Diremonster whose primordial spirit had been devoured by him.    

"Back then in the chaotic era when we were fighting for power, I, Cheng Feng, was the most talented of the younger generation. It was all raised according to the Three Great Demon Masters' successors. At the same time, since young, I have been instilled with the will and obsession to be 'loyal to the Seven Nights Saint Ruler, loyal to the Demon Lord Chi Yan'. "    

Saying that, Yan Wu's mouth curved into a faint smile.    

This smile contained the pride of being chosen as the successor of the Three Great Demon Masters. It was also mixed with the dry helplessness of having been tied down by fate since a young age.    

Faithful to the Seven Nights Saint Ruler, loyal to the Demon Lord Chi Yan.    

But in reality, they hadn't even seen the two powerhouses of the demon race.    

A thousand years of confrontation, a thousand years of internal strife.    

The older generation's three great Demon Masters finally could not hold on any longer. Under Dark Lord's scheme, they suffered a crushing defeat.    

And as the successors, Yan Wu, Ni Chen and the other two all received the inheritances of their three grandmasters. and became the new generation of fiendish demon, blood demon, and sky demon    

With loyalty to the Seven Nights Saint Ruler, loyalty to the will of the Demon Lord Chi Yan.    

The three new Demon Masters continued to fight against the Dark Lord, even though Yan Wu, Cheng Feng and Chen Shuang were the rarely seen genius of the Demon race, that happened even after hundreds of thousands of years. But in the eyes of the Dark Lord, they were just three little brats that had a bad smell.    

Even with the support of the, they were still not Dark Lord's match.    

Back then, Yan Wu had become the new Demon Elder and in just a short span of a dozen years, the Demon Hand of the Dark Lord had taken control of almost the entire Demon Realm.    

It was not because Yan Wu and the rest were incapable, but because the Dark Lord found it hard to resist.    

And at that time, there were only two choices left for Yan Wu, Cheng Feng, and Ni Chen.    

First, he led the remaining subordinates to fight the Dark Lord to the death.    

Secondly, he chose to give up.    

In the end, the three Archdevils left the demons, and the moment the three of them left, the others would lose. Dark Lord successfully took over the control of the demons.    

After hearing Yan Wu's narration, Han Chen's heart was filled with mixed emotions, but she didn't know what to say.    

"Do you think we're cowardly? The three great Demon Masters of the older generation spent a great deal of effort to nurture the three of us, but in the end, they left. "    

Yan Wu seemed to be asking a question, but also seemed to be ridiculing herself.    

Han Chen shook his head without hesitation, "Your choice is very correct."    

"Oh?"    

"It would be foolish of you to stay and fight with your life on the line, knowing full well that you cannot defeat the Dark Lord." Han Chen said.    

"Hehe, maybe!"    

Yan Wu laughed and muttered to herself, "Unfortunately, my luck is quite bad. Not long after she left, he offended the Holy Beast Race. Yet they were sealed in the psychedelic forest, and this trial has lasted for more than nine hundred years. "    

Nine hundred years. Nearly a thousand years.    

Yan Wu's tone was a little dry.    

A trace of gentleness appeared in Han Chen's eyes, "I will think of a way to remove your seal."    

Hearing this, Yan Wu wanted to laugh. That was a seal set up by the Four Great Sacred Beasts, and there were very few people who dared to say such words. But when she received the determination in Han Chen's eyes, Yan Wu just could not laugh.    

"Don't look at me like that, or I'll think you're in love with me." Yan Wu joked.    

Han Chen couldn't help but laugh, he nodded his head and did not say anything else, his focus once again returning to the battle arena where the ten thousand clans competed for hegemony.    

The Hundred Year Grand Ceremony, the pinnacle duel.    

Over two hundred thousand people in the arena watched the intense battle in front of them with serious expressions.    

Under the illusion of the dark devouring moon, the thousand-meter-wide arena sank into endless darkness. Within the darkness, the confrontation between Illusory Sky Sect and Demon Xiao Ran was just like a collision of sparks, extremely intense.    

The crowd did not doubt that the dark arena would be reduced to rubble by the violent shockwaves.    

"Thump!"    

Along with a circle of chaotic energy, all of the geniuses present were blasted away by the strong waves of air.    

Ming Tong and Xiao Ran both retreated backwards.    

But Xiao Ran only retreated a few dozen meters before stabilizing himself, while Ming Tong retreated a hundred meters.    

"Not good, Senior Sister Ming Tong's illusion technique has been used for too long, his energy consumption is much more than that guy's." A worried voice came from the crowd somewhere.    

Hearing this, everyone's expression changed slightly.    

It was no wonder that Xiao Ran did not choose to leave the area covered by his illusion from the very beginning. He had done this on purpose, his goal being to consume a large amount of Ming Tong's martial force.    

"Hehe!" "It seems like you can't hold on any longer." Xiao Ran laughed wickedly.    

However, a trace of an evil smile also appeared on Ming Tong's beautiful little face. It looks like your IQ isn't very high! Do you really think that I am wasting my time with you? "    

"Oh?"    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Just as he finished speaking, a pair of strong palms suddenly emerged from the thick darkness and directly grabbed onto Xiao Ran's ankles.    

Xiao Ran's heart skipped a beat, before he could come up with a plan, the shoulders on his left and right were held down by a pair of large hands.    

"Humph!" Ming Tong let out a light snort of disdain, and said while giggling: "Next, I'll let you witness this young miss' Dance of Death '."    

After he finished speaking, the space distorted and Ming Tong's figure that was distorted by the ripples on the water surface disappeared into the darkness.    

The faces of the many genius experts outside the arena all changed. Even the spectators had lost track of Ming Tong. Within the darkness space, only Xiao Ran was left with that strange palm firmly holding onto him.    

"Boom!"    

In the next moment, a terrifying and formidable imposing aura burst out.    

With Xiao Ran at the center, streams of silver light suddenly appeared from all directions.    

These silver lights were just like flying shuttles that traced back thousands of years. Extremely destructive auras swept out from them.    

"Hiss!"    

Countless sharp silver streams of light tore through the air and shot towards Xiao Ran at an extremely fast speed that surpassed a shooting star.    

Xiao Ran who was being controlled had no chance of escaping such a powerful attack.    

"Swish!"    

Numerous streams of silver light swept past Xiao Ran's face, and dark red blood floated about. On Xiao Ran's devilishly handsome face, astonishingly were three additional wounds so deep that bone could be seen.    

What?    

Xiao Ran was injured?    

The appearance of this scene immediately made all the geniuses outside the arena widen their eyes, their faces brimming with a sense of disbelief.    

It happened so fast that the crowd could not react.    

"Swoosh!"    

"Whoosh!"    

Along with the exceptionally ear-piercing sound of rushing wind, silver colored light came from the darkness, like a meteor shower falling from the night sky. Every single ray of light emitted a cold, murderous aura. Endless streams of silver light, from all directions and from all different angles, fiercely assaulted Xiao Ran from all directions.    

"Hiss!"    

The extremely powerful attack completely surrounded Xiao Ran in the center, ready to kill him at any moment.    

In just a few blinks of the eye, countless bloody wounds had appeared all over Xiao Ran's body. In addition, the vast majority of the wounds were deep enough to see bone.    

Such a soul-stirring scene caused everyone to be dumbstruck.    

If the person inside was not Xiao Ran, he would have been minced. However, in terms of the current situation, he was not far from becoming a 'fragment'.    

Seeing the scene in front of him, Han Chen could not help but think back to the road to the main temple of the Buddha. Ming Tong had used this move to instantly kill the ferocious beast, the beautiful snake girl, into pieces.    

Was the Illusory Sky Sect's illusion techniques really that powerful?    

"Roar!"    

"Enough, you damned woman."    

Suddenly, an angry roar resounded from the dark space.    

In an instant, a monstrous and fiendish aura exploded from Xiao Ran's body. The terrifying bloody light that shot into the sky shook the heavens.    

Everyone's hearts trembled, Xiao Ran, who had been silent for so long, was finally angry.