Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

After exiting the Tower of Trials, inside the Eight-Nine Profound Palace, Jun Wuxie directly led the Ancient Demon Centipede King back to the cave.

"This sword, being at least a Supreme Saint Weapon, is enough for you to sever the iron chains of the suspended coffin. Come with me."

He showed the Autumn Water Ancient Sword to the Demon Centipede King and then strode towards the center of the abyss.

Reaching the high platform again, standing before the exquisite metal coffin, he directly erected his World Domain, enveloping the Ancient Demon Centipede King within it.

"You don't need to be afraid. As long as you are within my barrier, even if the Demonic Daoist breaks through, he won't be able to break the barrier and harm us."

The Ancient Demon Centipede King's mind settled slightly, and it said, "Master, shall I act now?"

"Not yet. I will tell you when to act. For now, gather your strength and be quick when the time comes!"

Jun Wuxie released the Autumn Water Ancient Sword. The sword's body flowed with a crystalline light, hovering before the Ancient Demon Centipede King.

It began to mobilize all the power within its body, even starting to burn its essence blood.

Having been weakened by the long years of sealing, its strength was far from its peak. To unleash even a fraction of the power of a Supreme-grade Saint Weapon, it could only rely on the power of Saint Emperor essence blood.

At this moment, Jun Wuxie squatted down, his entire body illuminated with golden runes, his vast divine power surging. He exhaled deeply, and once again lifted the exquisite coffin.

Then, holding the coffin, he stepped into the air, reaching the same height as the suspended coffin.

With his right hand supporting the coffin, he opened his left palm, and an ancient bronze palace emerged, rapidly growing from the size of an inch to several times larger than the coffin.

"Demon Centipede King, act!"

Jun Wuxie issued the command.

Seeing this scene, the Ancient Demon Centipede King finally understood what Jun Wuxie was planning.

It immediately controlled the sword, pouring vast amounts of energy into the sword's body.

The Autumn Water Ancient Sword hummed, unleashing a world-shattering sword light.

At the same time, the Ancient Demon Centipede King's divine sense echoed in Jun Wuxie's mind: "Master, this is very dangerous! Even if we enter that space, the Demonic Daoist, even near his peak, will likely be uncontrollable by your exotic beast!"

The intense sword light flashed, and with a clang, sparks flew.

The thick black iron chain snapped in response.

The suspended metal coffin immediately fell, while the Daoist symbols engraved upon it instantly lit up, a violent aura soaring into the sky.

The lid of the suspended coffin trembled violently, and a terrifying aura emanated from it, as if a sleeping beast was awakening.

From the depths of the abyss, a low, violent roar echoed. One after another, terrifying dark demonic corpses emerged from the earth, rushing into the sky. Their pale eyes, long fangs, and black, sharp fingertips, their faces twisted in hideousness, were horrifying.

They frantically attacked Jun Wuxie's barrier.

Jun Wuxie ignored these dark demonic corpses, focusing all his attention on the two coffins.

As the demonic corpses appeared, the enlarged Eight-Nine Profound Palace, under his control, revealed a huge spatial vortex passage on its walls.

Clang!

With a loud bang, Jun Wuxie's golden palm slammed heavily into one end of the exquisite coffin, sending it hurtling into the vortex, disappearing from sight.

Almost simultaneously, he struck again, his golden palm shining brilliantly, slamming onto the suspended coffin with a resounding crash.

The suspended coffin, originally flashing with Daoist symbols and releasing its power, was unable to cause any harm to Jun Wuxie due to the World Domain.

However, his powerful palm strike failed to move the coffin at all, causing him to be alarmed, realizing that the Demonic Daoist within had sensed the outside world and taken control of the coffin.

However, his degree of awakening should still be shallow.

The Ancient Demon Centipede King watched in fear and trepidation, its whole body shivering.

Jun Wuxie knew that he had to seize the opportunity. Time was of the essence. The Demonic Daoist's awakening speed was rapid, and variables could arise in an instant.

He immediately controlled the Eight-Nine Profound Palace to fly over, the spatial vortex directly aimed at the head of the suspended coffin, causing the vortex to resemble a large mouth, swallowing the suspended coffin.

"Clang!"

"Bang!"

"Roar!"

The suspended coffin was mostly swallowed, its entire body violently trembling, filled with frantic impacts and low, violent roars. All the Daoist symbol patterns on the coffin were lit up, almost burning.

The coffin struggled violently, trying to break free, but failed to do so until the entire coffin was swallowed, disappearing from sight.

Rumble!

Dozens of dark demonic corpses frantically attacked Jun Wuxie and the Ancient Demon Centipede King from all directions, but were blocked by the World Domain, unable to break through.

"If it weren't for this domain, we would be dead. I can't deal with these demonic corpses."

The Ancient Demon Centipede King was still in shock. It was too weak now to withstand the siege of demonic corpses equivalent to the late-stage Overlord Saint.

These demonic corpses originally possessed Saint Emperor-level defense, but due to the passage of time, many of the dark Daoist runes within their bodies had been worn away, reducing their power.

"That's right, Master, the Demonic Daoist's coffin has entered inside. They could be in danger!"

The Ancient Demon Centipede King had now fully adapted to its role as a war beast servant, because it knew that it could not change its fate and had resigned itself to it. Only in this way could it be better off.

Moreover, there was also Xue Yuan, with whom it had directly signed a soul contract. If Xue Yuan died, it, as a war beast, would also die.

"The Demonic Daoist is trapped by me in a separate space and cannot pose a threat to them here."

How could Jun Wuxie make such a low-level mistake? Ignoring the attacks of the dark demonic corpses, he descended, and with a wave of his sleeve, he took all the remaining carrion flowers into his body. Then, he took the Ancient Demon Centipede King into the Eight-Nine Profound Palace.

Roar!!

After they disappeared, the huge bronze palace slowly landed, steadily resting on the stone platform in the middle of the abyss. The dark demonic corpses, having lost their target, let out violent roars, spewing corpse gas from their mouths, attacking the Eight-Nine Profound Palace, causing loud clanging sounds, but unable to shake it in the slightest.

Within the empty cave, the roars of the dark demonic corpses constantly echoed, along with the metallic vibrations of their claws colliding with the bronze palace walls.

…

Inside the Eight-Nine Profound Palace, within the space where Xu Yan'ning and An Ning were, in the mountains and forests, on the flat ground near the lake, there was a metal coffin more than ten meters long.

At this time, Xu Yan'ning, An Ning, Lan Lan, and Xue Yuan were all vigilantly staring at the coffin.

Jun Wuxie brought the Ancient Demon Centipede King back, and Xu Yan'ning and the others saw him and hurried to meet him, seeing his pale face.

Without saying a word, Jun Wuxie sat down cross-legged and took a few sips of [Saint Marrow Liquid] to begin adjusting his breath and restoring his consumed mental power.

Half a day later, he returned to his peak state, radiant and energetic, all fatigue swept away.

"Brother Yue, you brought in the coffin of the Linglong Sect Master. What about the Demonic Daoist's coffin?"

Xu Yan'ning and An Ning had been staying in the Eight-Nine Profound Palace and knew nothing about what had happened outside.

But they knew that the Demonic Daoist had painstakingly tried to obtain Linglong's Exotic Daoist Token. Now that Jun Wuxie had snatched Linglong's coffin, how could he let it go?

"The Demonic Daoist's coffin is trapped by me in another space and cannot come here, so you don't need to worry."

As he spoke, he walked towards Linglong's coffin and once again erected the World Domain, enveloping everyone within it. Then, he began to try to push open the coffin lid, but it didn't budge. He used the Dao of Talismans to undo the seal on it, but without any effect, and those sealed Daoist symbols did not release any killing intent.

It seemed that, away from the Demonic Daoist, in the space of this Eight-Nine Profound Palace, the connection between them had been completely severed. The Demonic Daoist could not sense Linglong's coffin and could not control the Daoist symbols on it.

This caused the Daoist symbols to only have the most basic sealing power and could not produce any killing power.

This was a good thing for Jun Wuxie, as it could save him a lot of effort, at least he didn't have to keep up the World Domain anymore.

He withdrew the World Domain, activated the Talisman Dao Pupil Technique, slowly walked around the coffin, carefully observing the runes engraved within those Daoist symbols, and tried to deduce their mysteries in his mind.

After repeated attempts, he found that he had failed.

After all, these were Daoist symbols inscribed by a Saint Emperor Realm Extreme Heaven level Demonic Daoist. His current Talisman Dao attainments were not enough to decipher them.

"Master, you can't open it, right? I told you it wouldn't work. The Demonic Daoist is a Saint Emperor Extreme Heaven level powerhouse. The dark Daoist symbols of the Exotic Daoist arts are also extremely special, and even talisman masters with profound realms would find it difficult to unravel them."

As soon as the Ancient Demon Centipede King finished speaking, it received a cold glare from Xue Yuan, causing its neck to shrink and a chill to rise all over its body, as if every joint in its body was being filled with cold wind. It immediately closed its mouth.

Jun Wuxie tried to penetrate his divine sense into it, awaken Linglong, and let her break the seal herself, but he still failed.

The seal on the coffin prevented the penetration of divine sense.

"Looks like it really can't be opened?" Xu Yan'ning murmured, then said with a smile, "Then let's leave it alone for now and wait until Brother Yue's Talisman Dao realm breaks through before unlocking the Daoist symbol seal left by the Demonic Daoist."

"Young Master, rest for a while, don't overwork yourself."

An Ning also stepped forward to persuade him. He had been busy all the time, without stopping, while she and Xu Yan'ning couldn't help at all.

"I'm not as fragile as you think, I won't get tired."

Jun Wuxie smiled. He had tried all sorts of methods, and now it seemed that he could not unlock the seal on his own.

After he finished speaking, he sacrificed the Tower of Trials.

In his palm, a one-inch-high small tower floated, then rapidly grew larger, falling into the mountains and forests, becoming a giant tower.

Without even saying hello, he lifted Linglong's coffin and directly entered the Tower of Trials.

This time, he came to the eighth floor again.

Fu Sheng and his wife, who were playing chess, turned their heads and looked over, seeing him carrying the coffin, and couldn't help but show a look of astonishment.

Then, recognizing the Daoist symbols on the coffin, they couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise in their eyes.

"This is the sealing Daoist symbol of the dark Daoist faction of the Exotic Dao Sect. You actually took the coffin of someone from the Exotic Dao Sect?"

Divine Refinement was somewhat bewildered by his behavior. What was he trying to do, even bringing the coffin here? "It's actually a coffin made of ninth-grade sacred material. Who is buried inside, requiring such extravagance? Ninth-grade sacred material is not something ordinary people can refine. Could it be that an Eternal Saint Realm expert is buried inside?"

"I suspect it wasn't made by the person in the coffin," Fu Sheng said, his eyes lighting up with mysterious runes, a symbol of his Daoist pupil technique. He stared at the coffin and said, "This coffin has existed for a very long time; it must have been passed down. Wu Xie, what do you intend to do with it? Who is buried inside? Do you already know?"

"Disciple knows. The person buried inside is Linglong, the last sect master of the Other Dao Sect. She practiced the arts of necromancy and wanted to lead the Other Dao Sect back to the right path…"

Jun Wuxie explained the situation as he understood it in detail.

Fu Sheng and Divine Refinement stroked their beards as they listened, sometimes frowning, sometimes their expressions easing.

By the end, they all revealed surprise, and even his Shiniang, Hua Yi, was astonished.

All three pairs of eyes were on him.

"So, that's the calculation you're making, wanting to practice the arts of the Other Dao?"

"Not exactly. To be precise, Disciple wants to practice the arts of necromancy. As for the dark arts, Disciple has no interest."

Jun Wuxie didn't deny it, frankly admitting his thoughts.

Fu Sheng, Hua Yi, and Divine Refinement were all silent.

They looked at each other, then back at Jun Wuxie. Fu Sheng tapped the table lightly with his finger and said earnestly, "Wu Xie, as your teacher, I know that your talent surpasses the past and present, and your comprehension is extraordinary. A true dragon among men like you is hard to find, but I must remind you, don't bite off more than you can chew. You should understand this principle."

"Your Shizun is right," Shiniang Hua Yi also advised. "Martial Dao, Talisman Dao, and Weapon Dao—you are already cultivating three Daos simultaneously, which is already a heaven-defying feat for cultivators in this world. Each Dao requires a great deal of energy and time. The arts of the Other Dao may seem to belong to the Martial Dao, using the Martial Dao's star sea realm, but the cultivation methods are different. To cultivate the Other Dao, you cannot use the Martial Dao's Star Sea. You must create a second Yin-attribute Star Sea to generate the Qi of Necromancy and cultivate the secret arts of necromantic summoning."

A Yin-attribute Star Sea?

Jun Wuxie was somewhat surprised that the arts of the Other Dao couldn't use the common Star Sea and required cultivating another Star Sea.

He didn't have a Yin-attribute Star Sea, but he did have a dark-colored Star Sea.

The dark-colored Star Sea belonged to the dark energy Star Sea, which encompassed Yin attributes.

In that case, could he cultivate a third Star Sea with the aid of dark energy?

But if he did that, he wouldn't be able to cultivate the Taiji Star Sea into the Taiji Bagua diagram.

However, he was very unwilling to give up cultivating the necromantic summoning art.

This secret technique, capable of summoning an army of the undead, was extremely heaven-defying.

Not just summoning a few or dozens, but summoning an entire army!

Just imagine such a scene.

"Shizun, Shiniang, you are right. I only have this idea, and whether I will cultivate it depends on the situation. I will definitely not allow cultivating this art to negatively affect the Daos I am currently cultivating."

Jun Wuxie responded in this way, already having a plan in mind. Once he obtained the necromantic art from the Other Dao arts, he would ask Aunt You for advice and make a decision then.

The Heavenly Emperor's advice was always correct.

"Since that's the case, your teacher and I won't try to dissuade you," Fu Sheng sighed, then said, "You brought the coffin here because you want your teacher to help you undo the Dao talisman seal left on the coffin by the people of the Dark Dao faction, right?"

"Please, Shizun, take action."

Jun Wuxie stepped forward and bowed to Fu Sheng.

Seeing this scene, Divine Refinement said sourly, "When you came to ask for a sword before, you received an extraordinary ancient sword, but I never saw you bow to this old man like this. Alas, it's better to be a Shizun. I can only blame myself for being too easygoing back then, directly giving you the inheritance without asking you to become my disciple. Ah, one shouldn't be too honest; honest people always suffer…"

"Senior Divine Refinement, what are you talking about?" Jun Wuxie was speechless. He had to compete with Shizun Fu Sheng over this. He smiled wryly to himself and bowed to Divine Refinement, who then wore a proud expression, pretending to reluctantly accept, but was secretly very pleased.

He felt that although this kid didn't call him Shizun, he still respected him as an elder.