Chapter 842: Another Turn of Events!

"Jialan, long time no see!"

The skeleton's words carried a tone of meeting an old friend.

"You... you are Overlord Blade Xing Aotian! You are still alive!" The demon god's words revealed intense surprise.

"Dead, long dead! But if you don't die, how dare I die completely? I left a wisp of remnant soul, just for today." The skeleton said calmly.

The demonic aura on the demon god grew fainter, clearly that last strike had dealt him great harm.

Hearing this, the demon god furiously said, "You dead ghost, you can't even rest in peace! But so what? That strike just now was not even a ten-thousandth of your peak power. What can you do to me? Even Jue Tian couldn't kill me, and you think you can?"

The skeleton's face always wore that dead expression, naturally unchanged.

But he turned to Ye Yuan and said calmly, "Of course I know I can't kill you, but Jue Tian's will must have an inheritor. If you want to bring chaos to the human race, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!"

The demon god looked at the skeleton, then at Ye Yuan, and suddenly burst into laughter: "You don't mean this kid, do you? He does have some skill, but compared to Jue Tian, he's far too inferior! Even if you give him a thousand years, he won't reach Jue Tian's level. Besides, do you think I'll give him a thousand years to grow?"

The skeleton said calmly, "Cause and effect are all destined. I have returned to dust, and this is no longer something I need to worry about. As for how far he can grow, that depends on himself."

He turned to Ye Yuan again and said, "Young man, you have done very well, far beyond my expectations. I have nothing of value; over these countless years, most of what I learned in life has been forgotten. These remaining insights, I will pass on to you."

With that, the skeleton extended a finger and touched it to Ye Yuan's brow.

Ye Yuan's whole body trembled, and suddenly many pieces of information appeared in his mind. Seeing this information, Ye Yuan was greatly shocked, for it was none other than divine runes, which he was very familiar with!

However, these divine runes were unfamiliar to Ye Yuan; not a single one overlapped with those his father had passed on to him!

But Overlord Blade Xing Aotian's divine runes were not many, only a few dozen characters.

He had said earlier that his memories from life were incomplete; this was probably the reason.

"Young man, from now on, things are in your hands!" After saying this, the skeleton fell silent.

A generation of peerless experts, finally even this last trace of consciousness in the world dissipated.

These countless years had worn away not only the demon god Jialan's strength but also Xing Aotian's lingering thoughts.

By now, he was utterly spent. Otherwise, if someone had secretly set up this altar's power, he would not have remained completely unaware.

Presumably, he knew that Jialan's emergence was unstoppable, so he held his breath and left this final strike, just to severely wound Jialan.

But Ye Yuan judged that Xing Aotian should still have been capable of delivering another strike, but that strike would have meant little to Jialan.

Coincidentally, he encountered the inheritor of the Haotian Stone Tablet here.

In the end, he chose to pass on the divine runes from this last wisp of remnant thought to Ye Yuan.

"Clang..."

The long sword in the skeleton's hand fell to the ground, and his entire skeleton completely collapsed, with not even a trace of Yuan power fluctuation on it.

Ye Yuan's expression was complex, but he felt deep respect for Xing Aotian.

Though they had met only twice, Xing Aotian's pride and loyalty left a deep impression on him.

A wisp of remnant thought guarding the Eternal Sealing Demon Array for hundreds of thousands or millions of years—such persistence and tenacity are not something ordinary people possess.

Everything he did was for the greater good of the human race!

Ye Yuan knelt down on both knees and respectfully kowtowed to Xing Aotian's remains, saying solemnly, "Farewell, senior! Thank you for your teachings. I, Ye Yuan, will complete what you left unfinished!"

After speaking, Ye Yuan made a slight hand seal and put away Xing Aotian's remains.

Having done this, Ye Yuan walked slowly to Jialan and said coldly, "Demon Lord Jialan, right? I know I can't kill you now, but you've tasted the Pure Sandalwood Sacred Flame! I will now seal you, letting Little Fire burn you constantly! One day, I will burn you into nothingness!"

Struck by Xing Aotian's blow, Jialan's demonic aura was now extremely dim, leaving him powerless to resist Ye Yuan's seal.

Hearing Ye Yuan's words, Jialan shrieked, "Boy, you dare seal me? Do you know what kind of existence I am? I tell you..."

"Heh, what do you think?" Ye Yuan sneered, already beginning to cast spells and set up formations.

"No, no! Young man, if you let me go, we can become brothers. I can grant you immense power. From now on, half of this Divine Realm will be yours!"

Jialan finally grew afraid. The proud Demon Lord actually lowered his noble head and began to plead with Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan, however, paid no attention and continued setting up the formation and casting spells.

But just then, every hair on Ye Yuan's body stood on end as an extremely dangerous sensation struck him.

Without a moment's hesitation, Ye Yuan pushed his speed to the limit and fled the area.

"Boom!"

The spot where Ye Yuan had stood was now blasted into flying dirt.

"Tsk, this kid really has some tricks. So alert."

"We went through so much trouble to release Lord Jialan; how can we let you seal him again?"

Two black-clad figures appeared before Jialan—the two saints!

After landing, the two turned and bowed to Jialan, saying, "Welcome, Lord Jialan, back to the mortal world!"

"Hahaha... Good! Very good! So it was you two who helped me break the Eternal Sealing Demon Array. But... why are you so late?" Jialan suddenly changed his tone and said sternly.

The two saints quickly replied, "Forgive us, Lord Jialan. We left to prepare blood sacrifices for you."

One of the black-clad figures waved his hand, and a group of martial artists appeared before everyone—it was Wei Cheng and the others who had left earlier.

Wei Cheng and the others had their dantians sealed, unable to use even a trace of primal power, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Seeing this, Ye Yuan's expression changed drastically.

If Jialan absorbed them as blood sacrifices, his strength would likely increase dramatically.

Hearing this, Jialan was overjoyed. His black aura spread directly, engulfing the dozen or so martial artists.

"Ah... Help! Young Master Ye, help!"

The martial artists let out piercing screams, actually calling out to Ye Yuan for help.

But the two black-clad figures were clearly very powerful; even Heifeng might not be a match for them, let alone him.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

The Demon Lord seemed to be digesting, and soon the dozen or so martial artists fell silent...