Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me
Chapter 1553: One Thousand Twenty-Six Initiators of the Immortal World Plan

Chapter 1553: One Thousand Twenty-Six Initiators of the Immortal World Plan

However, these thoughts were merely wishful thinking for Ancestor Underworld River. He knew his own situation well. Although his cultivation level had increased rather than decreased after being sealed for so many years, his overall strength had plummeted to an all-time low.

Now, if he were truly to fight against a Great Divine Transcendent, even against the most ordinary one, it was uncertain who would be the victor.

Therefore, for Ancestor Underworld River at the moment, the most important thing was to breathe in and out the Chaos Qi, so that he could restore his power to its peak as soon as possible.

"By the way, Ancestor, I still have use for the Innate Swords Yuan Tu and Abi, so I won’t be returning them to you for now."

Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Chen spoke to Ancestor Underworld River.

"There’s no hurry. Take Yuan Tu and Abi, Star Lord, and make full use of them. When you’ve fully mastered them, it won’t be too late to return them to me."

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Underworld River laughed, speaking quite generously. At this moment, even if Jiang Chen wanted to return Yuan Tu and Abi he would find a way to refuse.

The reason Ancestor Underworld River lent the Yuan Tu and Abi swords to Jiang Chen in the first place was to refine their sharpness with the sword intents of the other Innate Swords in Jiang Chen’s possession, with the hope they would evolve and earn the chance to transform into Innate Treasures.

Now, after years of tempering, Ancestor Underworld River could clearly sense that the power of Yuan Tu and Abi was indeed growing ever stronger. However, there was still a gap from reaching perfection and qualifying for the transformation into Innate Treasures.

Therefore, even if Jiang Chen wanted to return Yuan Tu and Abi at this time, Ancestor Underworld River would refuse.

If Jiang Chen wishes to use them, let him use them. As long as it could bring the swords to perfection, what did it matter if Jiang Chen used them for a while?

He’s not going to keep them anyway!

"Ancestor, that’s all I needed to say. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll take my leave now. Later on, we can contact each other through Yuan Tu and Abi."

After explaining everything, Jiang Chen bade farewell and left. There were still many matters in the Three Realms waiting for him to deal with; he couldn’t afford to stay in the Chaos outside of heaven to accompany Ancestor Underworld River.

And there was no fear of losing contact. Yuan Tu and Abi were Ancestor Underworld River’s life-bound spiritual treasures, part of his very life. As long as these two Innate Swords were with Jiang Chen, the two could contact each other at any time.

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In the vast expanse of the void, in a mysterious and unknowable place, endless celestial light circulated, radiating a lustrous jade-like hue.

This was an enigmatic array, composed of countless Innate runes, sealing this entire space tightly.

Below the seal lay the boundless Dark Abyss, from which demonic energy rose, endless and pitch-black, profound and deep, filled with raging demonic thoughts.

The intensity of the demonic thoughts within the Dark Abyss was even greater than that of Jian Mu, the Demonic Sovereign.

If Jiang Chen were here, he would undoubtedly recognize that the jade-like celestial light was the Original Power of Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, transformed from Yu Qing celestial light.

It was obvious that this seal was laid by the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, and within the Prehistoric World, the only one who could make the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign treat a figure of the Demonic Way like this was none other than the incarnation of his evil thoughts, the second-generation Demon Lord, Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord.

This was the place where Primordial Heavenly Sovereign sealed the Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord. On the surface, the seal seemed extremely perfect, without any flaws.

However, in reality, after years of effort by the Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord, this seal had already been corroded by his demonic thoughts to the point of being riddled with holes.

One could even say that if he wished, he could break the seal at any moment and leave this place. But the Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord chose not to do so because there was no need.

Only if he remained here would Primordial Heavenly Sovereign feel at ease and not seek him out for trouble. Once he left, the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign would immediately detect it.

Then, he would return to being hunted by the Primordial Heavenly Sovereign.

Years had passed, and Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord had already come to realize that until he possessed the strength to contend with Primordial Heavenly Sovereign, it was better to stay honestly sealed away.

Only in this way could he live peacefully. Otherwise, if he gained his freedom, what awaited him would be the endless pursuit and attempts to kill him by Primordial Heavenly Sovereign.

"Hmm?"

"Damn it, someone in the Prehistoric World is impersonating me and causing trouble again. What a huge unjust blame, it even gave me a feeling of palpitations, which is unprecedented."

"Who exactly is impersonating me, and what massive thing have they done that’s making me feel so uneasy?"

Right now, the Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord, who was in seclusion and deep cultivation within the seal, suddenly opened his eyes, his face full of surprise and uncertainty.

Just then, he sensed a huge blame falling from the sky, making him feel uneasy, and he had no choice but to end his cultivation prematurely and use his divine powers to deduce the cause and effect of the situation.

Being impersonated was not a new experience for the Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord. Over the long years, he had taken the blame for many, and whenever something in the Prehistoric World went wrong, it was attributed to him.

Over time, he himself had almost become accustomed to it.

But this time was different. The blame this time was too enormous, so much so that even the Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord felt he might not be able to withstand it.

The past unjust blames not only did not harm him but instead helped to enhance his reputation, which was a benefit, so the Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord was naturally willing to take the blame for others.

However, this blame brought with it a threat to his life, and the Primordial Heavenly Demon Lord not having had enough of living, how could he possibly be willing? He could not bear such a huge blame; he had to find a way to shake it off.

"Cannot deduce it?"

"This is troublesome. Does it involve other Saints?"