Chương 161: The Life-Slaughter Demon Lord (Part 1)

Reverse Fate Space. Su Chen stared at the familiar resurrection space, still feeling somewhat dazed by the experiences of this life.

"Although I didn't manage to kill Lin Zhan, trading blows with a Supreme was still worth it." Su Chen opened the Reverse Fate Scripture. [Twelfth Life: You refused to accept your family's arrangements and joined the Falling Emperor Mountain, becoming its chief senior disciple. There, you had a Quasi-Emperor master and four troublesome junior brothers and sisters. With unparalleled talent, you quickly rose to become the number one genius of the younger generation in the Azure Nether Dao Domain, an invincible heavenly pride of your era.] [You devoted yourself to cultivation. When the Black Nether Demon Domain invaded and the Azure Nether Dao Domain's geniuses lacked a leader, you stepped forward. Leading the domain's young prodigies, you decisively defeated the invaders from the Black Nether Demon Domain. In a fierce battle against their monstrous genius, you emerged victorious. Your name spread far and wide, turning you into a legendary figure of the Azure Nether Dao Domain.] [After a century in seclusion, your cultivation advanced further. When your fourth junior chose self-sealing, you learned the whereabouts of your second junior and rallied a group of heroes to enter the forbidden zone in search of Ye Jinghong's traces—and the sacred medicine within. Unfortunately, you had miscalculated. The ancient tomb forbidden zone proved far more terrifying than you imagined. Before long, your group suffered near-total annihilation. Although you discovered a world-shaking opportunity, you lacked the strength to claim it. You severely wounded your second junior sister, who had tried to betray you, leaving her fate unknown. You personally ended the life of your fifth junior sister before she could be fully corrupted by the strange substance. Your third junior brother also vanished without a trace inside the forbidden land. You exhausted every means to resist the eerie force, but it was all in vain.] [At the moment of your death, your master burst into the forbidden zone wielding the Falling Emperor Mountain's Desolate Ruins Emperor Sword. Using himself as a rear guard, he sent you out at the cost of his own life. On the verge of death, you entered seclusion once more, vanishing from public view. You began to rebuild the Falling Emperor Mountain. The once-glorious sect now had only you left. You knew this debt was yours to repay. You accepted the arranged marriage with the Purple Firmament Dao Sect and left behind descendants.] [You trained relentlessly, aware that a great calamity was approaching. To protect the Falling Emperor Mountain and your loved ones, strength was essential. Unfortunately, Emperors of that era were too powerful, and you could not break through to Quasi-Emperor. Instead, you took an unorthodox path and fully cultivated your Innate Supreme Sword Body, allowing you to contend with Quasi-Emperors.] [When the Dark Turmoil erupted, you clashed with a great enemy of the Falling Emperor Mountain and slew him. Countless powerhouses perished across the universe in that chaos, saturating the cosmos with energy once more. Seeing a glimmer of hope, you gambled everything and broke through to Quasi-Emperor in the midst of desperation. Facing the reinforcements sent by your descendants, you sealed him away before fighting to the death. Knowing it might be your final stand, you abandoned all thoughts of survival and fought your old enemy with everything you had. Though he ultimately escaped, you forced a Supreme to reach his ultimate sublimation and dragged one Supreme down with you in mutual destruction. You had no regrets in this life.] [You rose to fame at a young age, endured setbacks and life-and-death crises, and against all odds broke through to Quasi-Emperor in an era where such advancement was nearly impossible. You battled your former enemy and clashed with a Supreme in a blaze of glory. Your name would become a legend among the myriad races of the universe and a myth in the Azure Nether Dao Domain. Your descendants would take pride in you.] The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings.

[Evaluation: Nine Stars (Purple)] [Reward: Reverse Fate Point] The ending left a warm feeling in Su Chen's heart. With the foundation of the Falling Emperor Mountain, it could still grow into a colossal power even when facing the Dharma-Ending Age and the next great era. Talent: 0 (+) Comprehension: 0 (+) Background: 0 (+) Dao Heart: 5000 With ninety thousand Reverse Fate Points plus the remaining five thousand, Su Chen now held ninety-five thousand points in total.

Even with such a vast reserve, he fell into hesitation. After his death, if Fang Bubai managed to fight the forbidden zone Supremes without dying, the world would likely enter the Dharma-Ending Age. In that era, even becoming a Saint would be extremely difficult. However, if he invested enough points, he might skip the Dharma-Ending Age entirely and reincarnate straight into a great era. No matter how much he stirred things up in the Dharma-Ending Age, the Reverse Fate evaluation would never be high.

"I'll accumulate Reverse Fate Points in the Dharma-Ending Age and aim to become an Emperor in the great era!" Su Chen made up his mind. He had no intention of going all-in with his ninety-five thousand points. The opponents he would face in a great era were far too numerous, and ninety thousand might not be enough. He estimated that surpassing Wang Yunfei to become an Emperor would require at least one hundred thousand Reverse Fate Points.

Talent: 10000 Comprehension: 30000 Background: 1000 Thirty thousand points in comprehension would be enough to handle the secrets of some ancient eras. Whether it was the demonic patterns left behind in the Falling Emperor Mountain or the bronze ancient palace inside the ancient tomb forbidden zone, both held enormous secrets. He might not fully comprehend them, but he would no longer be helpless when encountering similar opportunities.

In the Dharma-Ending Age, his divine body combined with the experience of a Quasi-Emperor would be enough to dominate unchallenged. In an era where even Saints were rare, Su Chen did not believe he needed much background to protect him. He spent forty-one thousand Reverse Fate Points. According to his calculations, if he could remain unrivaled across the starry skies for ten thousand years, the evaluation he received would certainly not be low. Reincarnate!... Flames roared into the sky.

Su Chen's head felt heavy and dizzy, his throat parched and hoarse. Through blurred vision, he opened his eyes and saw countless corpses strewn across the ground, blood flowing like a river. The tragic expressions on their faces filled his heart with sorrow… Countless memories flooded into his mind. In this life, he had awakened his memories at the age of eight. Born into the Lu Clan of the Eternal World as the third young master, named Lu Chen, he possessed the innate Origin Spirit Divine Body.

He was the hope of the Lu Clan—the one most likely to become a Saint and lead the family to soar, eventually becoming the overlord of the Eternal World. But now… the entire Lu Clan had been wiped out. He was the only one left. Su Chen let out a helpless sigh. He closed his eyes, held his breath, and chose to play dead. From the raging flames emerged a ragged figure, disheveled and filthy, yet wearing a bronze mask that made him look like a terrifying malevolent ghost.

The mere sight of him was enough to strike fear into every major power in the Eternal World. The Killing God Hall! It was said that this terrifying organization could assassinate even a Great Emperor if the price was right. Though no one had ever paid such a sum, the claim alone was horrifying. They had already slain several Saint Kings, and in the Dharma-Ending Age, a Saint King was undoubtedly a top-tier figure across the myriad races.

"Thinking of leaving the Killing God Hall was truly a foolish idea." The bronze-masked elder spoke in an ice-cold voice. His hands were drenched in blood. He alone had annihilated the entire Lu Clan. A terrifying aura condensed into a sea of blood around him, with countless withered bones manifesting within it. This man was at least a Saint! Su Chen's heart sank. The bronze-masked elder looked down at the motionless Su Chen on the ground and let out a eerie, cackling laugh from beneath his mask.

"I didn't expect the Lu Clan to hide so well. They actually kept a divine body descendant in reserve. No wonder they wanted to cut ties with my Killing God Hall. Kid, your acting skills are impressive, but they're useless in front of me." His pretense of death had been seen through!