Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start
Chapter 1396 - 301: The Final Battle of the Ten Thousand Tribes’ Battle for Supremacy Begins

Chapter 1396: Chapter 301: The Final Battle of the Ten Thousand Tribes’ Battle for Supremacy Begins

Gu Chen’s fist shone like a blazing thunderbolt, illuminating the heavens and the earth, causing the skies in all directions to rumble loudly.

This was an indescribable formidable power that made all Great Powers who witnessed this scene tremble with fear, without exception!

"Phew!"

Yuan Gu spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale as paper, and his body flew out like a torn sack, with half of his body missing.

However, the power of the evil demon was ultimately extraordinary, not to mention the divine demon inside him with incredibly strong power, which was still helping him recover.

If not for the suppression by the laws of this sacred realm, the evil demon inside Yuan Gu could have helped him slaughter widely and exterminate all enemies!

It’s no wonder Yuan Gu was so confident at the beginning.

"How is this possible?!" On the other side, Ghostly Son was shocked to see Yuan Gu defeated.

Whoosh!

Gu Chen’s figure disappeared in an illusion, and he certainly wouldn’t give Yuan Gu a chance to regenerate, he intended to suppress this enemy!

"Roar!"

Yuan Gu roared, his black hair wildly dancing in the wind, filled with extreme reluctance, but he was helpless and couldn’t imagine encountering someone exceptional like Gu Chen.

In a battle among peers, he feared no one, even those self-proclaimed geniuses who were renowned for generations were no different.

"Yuan Gu!"

At this moment, Ghostly Son shouted, he knew he couldn’t let Yuan Gu fall, otherwise he alone would definitely not be able to contend with Gu Chen.

"Netherworld Soul Art!"

At this moment, Ghostly Son used a secret divine technique from Netherworld Heaven, with black light flickering in his eyes, turning into two spirals, a secret art of spiritual soul!

"Hmm?"

Gu Chen had a premonition, he swiftly turned his head back, with two rays sharp as heavenly swords shooting from his eyes.

"Ah..."

Caught off guard, Ghostly Son screamed in agony, his body shaking violently as if struck by lightning, and he flew out horizontally.

"Phew!"

Simultaneously, blood streamed from his seven orifices, his eyes burst, and his entire face was filled with blood, making him look extremely terrifying.

"Roar!"

On the other hand, Yuan Gu’s body was about to recover, he believed even if he couldn’t defeat Gu Chen, he could wear him down to death.

"Suppress!"

But at that moment, Gu Chen suddenly gave a light reprimand, and in an instant, an invisible force spread, immobilizing both Yuan Gu and Ghostly Son.

At this moment, both of them looked terrified, struggling frantically, but to no avail.

"Capture!"

In the next moment, a three-legged, two-eared bronze cauldron appeared out of thin air, a vortex formed at the mouth of the cauldron, completely absorbing both Yuan Gu and Ghostly Son.

"No——" In the last moment, only Yuan Gu’s roar echoed through the limitless mountain range.

It can be imagined that he now surely regretted his decision to appear here.

Given the chance, as time passed, and the rules of the sacred realm gradually collapsed, he would have been unstoppable in this place.

"A Divine Demon of the strongest class?" Gu Chen looked serious, grateful that this was in the sacred realm, relying on the magical power of the cauldron, it was just a matter of time until it completely refined the demon.

At this moment, seeing Yuan Gu and Ghostly Son fall, the people of the Sacred Sect were all terrified as if they had lost their souls.

Then, Gu Chen and the people of Qingyun Palace took action, completely annihilating all the people from the Sacred Sect.

After all this ended, the three masters of the Palace of Youming stood there without a word.

They had never expected Ghostly Son, the expected successor of Ghostly Lord, to betray and join the Sacred Sect.

This was also an immense blow to them.

"Do what you must, I will comply," said Qi Ming, the master of the Palace of Youming, looking somewhat desolate.

Master Qin of Qingyun Palace sighed softly, both being remnants of the Nine Heavens in the sacred realm, he deeply empathized with Qi Ming’s feelings.

Thereafter, Master Qin and the others glanced at Gu Chen, and seeing he had no comment, they did not trouble the people of the Palace of Youming any further and allowed them to leave.

Then, Gu Chen and the people of Qingyun Palace also returned to Fengyuan City.

Upon returning to his residence, Gu Chen checked his panel and burst into laughter upon seeing the substantial Divine Power value at the bottom.

It was not unexpected that he could once again upgrade his divine power to the third rank.

And through this battle, along with his previous annihilation of Sword King City, his fame had spread widely through the sacred realm, causing an enormous stir.

At that moment, his fame had no equals, even the imperial and royal families became extremely wary of him.

Especially the Ten Thousand Tribes, Purple-Gold True Behemoth Clan, and the Peng Clan, all frowned repeatedly. If not for Ning Yu Fei and Zi Lian being in retreat, these Masters would have defied their wishes and sent forces to besiege Gu Chen.

And as time passed, quietly slipping away amidst the retreat of these monsters.

Everyone knew this was the calm before the storm, as they had all sensed intermittent pulsations coming from the sacred realm during this period.

This was also proving that the complete collapse of the sacred realm was not far off, and before that, the origin place containing the heavenly melodies, never ventured by anyone, would soon officially open.

And so, half a year swiftly went by.

...

Half a year later, inside a cultivation secret chamber of Qingyun Palace.

Gu Chen sat cross-legged here, his eyes tightly shut, his body glowing, his appearance dignified, like a divine being worthy of worship.

He was flawless and radiantly holy, with divine light emitting from every pore, his body tough without equal, his life force as vast as the ocean, every inch of his flesh flowing with rosy light, as if cast from eternal celestial gold.