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Chapter 1820

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Demon Disaster Area, Demon Race Great Hall

"Hateful, hateful!"

Emperor Fury Demon Master roared in anger.

The Desolate Devil Lord shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that this brat would still escape. Even Lacerator couldn't stop him!"

"This kid's talent is too strong. He has already crushed the geniuses of our Devil Race. If we want to subdue him, we can only borrow the power of the Devil World."

"But all the Demonic Cauldrons we found were destroyed by this kid."

"Humph, then let's continue searching. Our demon race's territory is vast, and there are many races. There must be a more suitable one. This time, I will summon the primordial spirit of the demon world's almighty to descend to the mortal world. We must kill this brat!"

"Alright!"

The Desolate Demon Master nodded and proceeded with this matter.

The Blissful Climax.

"Junior Brother, are you really going to undergo the tribulation?"

"Of course, this tribulation cannot be delayed. A hundred years of cultivation is now."

"Alright, I will definitely support you!"

The Blissful Scholar's Heavenly Tribulation was a major event. As his Senior Brother, Patriarch Yellow Spring naturally had to protect him.

"Fellow Daoist Blissful, I'll protect you with the Patriarch this time. I hope you succeed in transcending your tribulation."

Ye Chen added.

"Thank you, Fellow Ye Chen, Senior Brother."

Blissful Scholar bowed to both of them.

"We're all on the same side, don't stand on ceremony!"

"Alright, let's go!"

The Blissful Scholar was very decisive. He brought the two of them to a secret place a thousand miles away from the back mountain of the Blissful Summit.

The Blissful Scholar had spent half a year looking for this place to undergo the Heavenly Tribulation. The spiritual energy was abundant, and the surrounding environment was suitable for him to undergo the Heavenly Tribulation.

Ye Chen and the Patriarch of Hell guarded the outer perimeter while the Blissful Scholar entered the secret cave.

"What do you think about junior brother's tribulation this time around?" The old ancestor asked.

Ye Chen waved his hand and said, "The Blissful Scholar has a profound cultivation base and a strong foundation. It's not a problem for him to wait for this day."

"You sure are optimistic. A cultivator's tribulation is a matter of life and death. It is not that easy."

"We're just creating an environment where no one will disturb him. We'll leave the rest to him!"

"That's right. Cheers!"

The patriarch took out a wine glass and passed it to Ye Chen as he spoke.

"You really are an old drunkard!"

Ye Chen shook his head but took the wine glass anyway. The Patriarch's wine was good wine. It was excellent for health, especially in that aspect. The Patriarch had done a lot of research.

Ye Chen felt refreshed as soon as the wine went down his throat. Subsequently, his scalp went numb and the Qi and blood in his body surged.

"Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor, your wine is really strong!"

"Hahaha, but it is useful!"

The patriarch gave Ye Chen a knowing look as he spoke and began drinking again.

Subsequently, Ye Chen found a peak and sat cross-legged on it.

Although his Ancient God Body had reached the phenomenal success stage, he still needed to fuse with his previous cultivation technique to adapt to the domineering power of the Ancient God Body.

Ye Chen absorbed the Spiritual Chi Energy around him and manipulated the void.

A cauldron suddenly appeared in the air. This cauldron was formed from Spiritual Qi, and it was used to concoct Spiritual Pills.

"Refining pills in the void!"

The spiritual energy in the surroundings continued to gather toward the cauldron that Ye Chen was controlling. Soon, the density of the spiritual energy grew, forming the shape of a pellet.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and focused. He performed a hand seal to balance the power of the dragon and tiger and condensed it into a pill!

Looking at the pill in his hand, Ye Chen nodded slightly.

"The Blissful Scholar is really amazing to be able to find a place with such rich Spiritual Chi for me to refine pills in the void. Very good."

After Ye Chen consumed the pill, his meridians and Qi and blood flowed smoothly and the flow of spiritual energy in his body improved.

Then, the Immortal Slaying Flying Saber floated in the air, shining brightly as it monitored the surroundings.

Although Ye Chen's eyes were closed, the surrounding situation entered his mind. It was a strategy to determine victory from a thousand miles away.

At this moment, the news of the Blissful Scholar's ascension had also been received by the Demon Tribe's secret agents.

"Tap, tap, tap!"

In the main hall of the Demon Disaster Area, hurried footsteps could be heard.

"Bad news, Demon Lord!"

"What's the panic?" The Mad Emperor Demon Lord asked.

"The Blissful Scholar is undergoing ascension!" The demon said.

"What?"

The Mad Emperor Demon Lord was shocked. As expected, the Blissful Scholar began to undergo ascension after Ye Chen wreaked havoc in the Demon Disaster Area and heavily injured the Demon Tribe. This was the perfect timing. If he succeeded, the Demon Tribe would be in danger.

"What should we do?"

Just as the Mad Emperor Demon Master was in a daze, the Desolate Demon Master suddenly walked into the hall.

"Desolate Demon Lord, the Blissful Scholar is undergoing his tribulation. What do you think we should do?"

"Mad Emperor Demon Lord, I found the Demonic Tripod."

"Demonic Tripod?! Hahaha, the heavens really haven't forsaken my devil race. Great, great. "

Mad Emperor Demon Master's sorrow turned into joy. As long as he could find the Demonic Cauldron, he would be able to perform a blood sacrifice to the Demon Sieve Array and summon the Primordial Spirits of the Demon World.

After that, Di Kuang and Desolate came to a small house together.

There was a Fiend Son in his teens in this small house. He was the perfect Human Furnace.

"Kid, what's your name?" Di Kuang asked.

"Han Ming!"

"Very good. Today is the day you will dedicate yourself to the demon race. Come!"

Di Kuang brought the Devil Son and Desolate to the front of the altar.

This place was the back of the Demon Race's great hall. The surroundings were sinister and terrifying, and demonic qi swirled about.

"What do you want me to do?" Demonic Son asked.

"Ha, you will know in a while."

Di Kuang gave Desolate a look. The latter nodded slightly and pointed at the Devil Son's neck. The Devil Son felt dizzy and fell to the ground.

The Desolate Demon Master brought the Devil Son to the altar and placed him in the center.

"Sigh, this kid is talented, but for the future of the demon race, we have to sacrifice him."

The Mad Emperor Demon Master shook his head and started chanting.

"Demonic Soul Summoning, Heaven and Earth Changing, Demon World, Demon World, Boluo Demon World!"

As he chanted the incantation, a gate to the Demon Realm suddenly appeared in the dark space.

This door was made from the head of a Ghost King. When it opened its mouth, the door to the Demon World was activated.

"Blood Guidance – Demonic Luo Reveal!"

The Mad Emperor Demon Master pointed at the Devil Son and channeled strong demonic energy into it. Instantly, the altar's formation was activated.

Tss tss tss!

As demonic energy was channeled, countless demonic insects crawled out of the altar and started eating the Devil Son's body.

"Ah!"

The Devil Son, who was dizzy, suddenly woke up in pain.

"This!"

The Desolate Demon Master was shocked. He did not expect the Devil Son to be so talented that he could actually wake up from his technique.

"Suppress him!"

The Mad Emperor Demon Master said.

"Yes!"

The Desolate Demon Master released demonic energy to suppress the Devil Son. But in the face of death, the Devil Son's potential exploded and he resisted.

"Fall for me!"

A strong demonic energy suppressed him. A demonic claw grabbed the Devil Son's body and pressed him on the altar.

Chi, chi, chi!

Countless demonic insects started eating the Devil Son again. The scene was tragic.

"You bunch of bastards, I will not let you off!" The Devil Son cursed. It was a curse at the last moment of his life!

The Desolate Demon Master looked into the Devil Son's eyes and felt like he had fallen into an abyss.

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