Supreme Divine Book

Even though it had been thousands of years, this sacred ground still didn't show the slightest signs of vicissitudes of life. This was the only area left intact on the battlefield of the Battle of the Saints.    

A cool breeze blew, pulling Yan Wu, who was hidden in the depths of her heart, into a melancholy.    

Her fiery red hair danced in the wind. Her exquisite yet enchanting face was like the embodiment of fairies and fairies. Yan Wu stood at the top of a buddhist pagoda, staring blankly at the holy cloud of holy light shrouding the holy buddhist holy land, her mind filled with thoughts.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Suddenly, a light wave of energy came crashing down.    

Yan Wu raised her delicate eyebrows, the space in front of her started to distort, and immediately after, a blurry figure started to become clear. This was an abnormally devilishly handsome man with silvery-white hair that was as thin as snow. Her charming greyish-white eyes contained a faint, mocking smile.    

This person was none other than the devil race's genius Entering the Saint realm, Xiao Ran.    

"Ha ha!" Xiao Ran's lips curved in a playful smile, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, and said with interest: "If I'm not wrong, you are one of the three great Demon Masters, Master fiendish demon."    

Master fiendish demon! The tone of these four words was mixed with a sense of ridicule.    

Yan Wu remained expressionless as she coldly replied, "Since you know who I am, why haven't you already scram far away?"    

"Hahahaha, Master fiendish demon, no matter how well you have hidden yourself, don't forget that your disguise skills cannot be hidden from your peers. Others may not know about it, but I can tell with a glance that you are only in the Immortal Soul stage right now. "    

Xiao Ran was able to see through Yan Wu's situation.    

Even so, there was no change in Yan Wu's expression, "What? Hearing your tone, you actually want to devour me? "    

"I don't dare, I have long heard of Master fiendish demon's methods. I've come this time just to ask sire what your plans are for next? Will you wait until the Hundred Year Grand Ceremony is over and return with us to the Infernal domain? Furthermore, how are the Lord Blood Demon and the Lord Sky Demon doing? "    

"Are you the subordinate of that old thing 'Dark Lord'?" Yan Wu asked.    

"Exactly."    

"Hmph, since you are a subordinate of the Dark Lord, then where do I go and what do my plans have to do with you? Where are the Blood Demons and Sky Demons? I don't know either. "    

"Heh heh, Master fiendish demon, why are you so stubborn! If the three great Demon Masters hadn't left, our demon race wouldn't have fallen to this day. But how could you, Master fiendish demon, have a grudge with the Four Sacred Beasts and have been sealed to this day? "    

"Humph!" Yan Wu sneered, and replied with some disdain: "Truly ridiculous, you have the qualifications to criticize me here?"    

"This one doesn't dare!"    

"Humph, if it weren't for the ugly things that the Dark Lord did, how could the three great Demon Masters have left?"    

"Master fiendish demon, please enlighten me. You know better than anyone that Master Dark Lord's methods of doing things back then were indeed a little inappropriate. However, everything that he has done was for the sake of the demons. "    

"I don't think so!" Yan Wu cast a sarcastic gaze at him, and replied indifferently, "Is this for the sake of the devil race, or for the sake of Dark Lord's own power and position. The entire demon race, from top to bottom, was known to all.    

Xiao Ran also laughed, and frivolously shook his head, "The reason I came to find you today, was not to argue with you about who was right and who was wrong. I just want to tell you that Seven Nights Saint Ruler and Demon Lord Chi Yan have long since become history. The current Demon race is in the era of the Dark Lord. "    

"Hmph, with the character of the Dark Lord, you can even replace the status of the Seven Nights Saint Ruler and the Demon Lord Chi Yan? This is simply daydreaming. "    

"Heh heh, useless argument. It has no meaning at all. Master fiendish demon, as long as you are willing to return to the Demon race, you can rest under Master Dark Lord's wing. I will immediately inform the upper echelons of the demon race to undo the seal you had been placed at psychedelic forest by the Four Sacred Beasts and return your freedom to you. "    

Seeing Xiao Ran's pleased expression, Yan Wu's face was immediately covered with a layer of ice, his red lips slightly opened, and coldly spat out a few words.    

"Before I get angry, scram!"    

Xiao Ran frowned, and immediately let out a disdainful sneer, "Master fiendish demon, since you are so stubborn, you should always be a prisoner in psychedelic forest! "Hahahaha."    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Along with a burst of ear-piercing laughter, space once again distorted, and Xiao Ran disappeared into the sky.    

Yan Wu lightly clenched her jade hands, a dense coldness surging through her indifferent eyes. In her condition, there were very few things that could excite her. Only those matters concerning the demons could make her so angry.    

"Hmph, Dark Lord, you won't be gone for long." Yan Wu's red eyes flashed coldly.    

The last secret realm of the Buddhist Sect!    

The strange lotus pond was blooming with tens of thousands of beautiful lotuses. On the left side of the vast lotus pond was a holy golden lotus, while on the right side was a devilish black lotus.    

In the air above the golden lotus, auspicious clouds shrouded the area.    

In the air above the black lotus, a black light surged.    

One seemed to be filled with boundless holy golden light, while the other seemed to be filled with countless demonic barriers. Buddha luminescence and devil aura overflowed into the sky, the two opposing forces confronted each other.    

At this moment, at the center of the holy light and devilish energy, on top of a golden and black colored lotus throne, Han Chen's eyes were tightly shut.    

Sacred golden light and demonic qi continuously surged out from Han Chen's body. One golden and one black energy turned into a cyclone that revolved quickly outside Han Chen's body, forming a cross between each other and shot up to the sky.    

A completely different inheritance power filled his body and his sea of consciousness. Han Chen's martial spirit and mental force started to circulate at the same time, receiving the Sage Sage Melancholic Monk and the Seven Nights Saint Ruler's astounding inheritances.    

The World of Consciousness    

"Buzz buzz!"    

The restless sea of Mental Energy unceasingly formed layer after layer of monstrous tidal waves. In the sky above the sea of consciousness, floated a gigantic human eye. A faint shadow of a black flood dragon could be seen dancing up and down in the pupils of the Eye of Space, swaying nimbly.    

Above the Eye of Space, there was another peculiar sight.    

A bright silver Spirit God stood in between the heavens and the earth, like a god that guarded this sea of mind energy. The Spirit God seemed to be a mini version of Han Chen. His chubby body, exquisite facial features, and sharpness also revealed a trace of cuteness.    

At the moment, Han Chen's Spirit God was absorbing the seven coloured divine light from all around.    

The beautiful colourful divine light was just like the vast multi-colored clouds that were formed from the purest powers between heaven and earth. Han Chen's Spirit God stood in the nine heavens as endless divine light converged onto the rivers of the ocean.    

"Boom!"    

Space trembled, and the sky shook.    

The already dazzling and resplendent Spiritual God shone brightly once more, accompanied by the trembling sea of consciousness. Beneath the Spiritual God, a colorful lotus seat was gradually revealed.    

The lotus flower platform shone brilliantly like a divine object.    

Han Chen's spirit god suddenly opened his eyes, as two sharp silver lights shot out from his pupils. Then, the Spiritual God slowly descended towards the colorful lotus throne.    

"Buzz buzz!"    

Boundless energy fluctuations erupted from the lotus seat. The Spiritual God landed steadily on the lotus throne. In the next instant, the divine lights that gathered from all directions became several times stronger.    

While enduring the influx of pure energy, the body of the Spiritual God actually began to grow at a visible rate. Moreover, the aura that was being emitted continued to increase exponentially.    

At the same time.    

An astonishing change had also happened in the dantian residence where Han Chen's primordial spirit was located, as his small and exquisite primordial spirit was enveloped in a black light that was as thick as devil fire.    

Below the origin soul, there was also a black lotus throne. The frenzied devil flames continuously poured into the Primordial Spirit and the aura they emitted had long since exceeded Han Chen's limit.    

The area around Han Chen was also extremely unstable.    

Just now, that golden black cyclone intertwined with each other and constantly soared into the sky around Han Chen. The two cyclones' beams of light were now countless times stronger than before.    

Han Chen was like a whirlpool, his long hair fluttered recklessly, his handsome face revealed a sacred dignity and the aura of a Sovereign King.    

Time passed quietly, passing by very quickly.    

Especially for those geniuses who were cultivating under the Bodhi tree, their cultivation was never-ending.    

In the blink of an eye, two years of time quickly passed by on the tip of his finger.    

Coupled with the period of time before the Thousand Pulse Martial Meeting, the Hundred Year Grand Ceremony had already begun four years ago.    

To some people, these four years seemed to be incomparably long.    

For some, these four years passed in the blink of an eye.    

In these four years, some geniuses would completely comprehend the true meaning of this and complete their transformation.    

There were also geniuses who had long since turned into dust and disappeared into the wind.    

"How unknowingly!" "It's almost been four years since the Hundred Year Rites began." Mu Tianen let out a light sigh, as a few deep emotions surged within his eyes.    

"Hehe, I also did not expect that this gathering of geniuses would be held for such a long time." Xie Qufeng also revealed a faint smile.    

Cold Alliance and the rest had already left the secret realm of the Buddha, the Bodhi tree area. Everyone was gathered on top of a certain pagoda, waiting for the last person to arrive.    

"Han Chen is really annoying! It's been two and a half years, and I still can't bear to come out. " Chi Ming shook his head and chuckled.    

Xue Xi couldn't help but frown. The two of them looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.    

"The people from the secret realm of the Buddhist Sect have all left, right?" Yan Wu asked. For the past two years, she had been outside the sect the entire time.    

Chi Ming nodded, "More or less! There were less than ten people left, and judging from their disposition, they should be the super geniuses of their respective sects. Han Chen should have been the same as them, perceiving some kind of inheritance power, which was why he has not appeared for a long time. "    

"In my opinion, that guy won't appear until the competition for supremacy of ten thousand clans starts." Mu Tianen said.    

"Boom!"    

His voice had just fallen when the sky above the Thunderchant Temple suddenly emitted an incomparably heavy, earth-shaking sound. A boundless and majestic aura swept out. Along with it, a deafening roar that shook the heaven and earth rumbled.    

"All Clans are contending for hegemony! The competition is about to begin!"