Chapter 242: Breaking the Cocoon, Taiyi Dao Fruit, The Demon Ancestor

Time passed, and fifty years of time vanished in the snap of a finger.

These fifty years, the Three Realms were strangely peaceful.

Since fifty years ago, when the Great Sage Equal to Heaven Sun Wukong went to the Heavenly Palace to seek justice, the Heavenly Court exposed the Fomen's act of passing off the false as the true, and finally, the Jade Emperor took action to cast the former World-Honored Tathagata of the Fomen into reincarnation, there had been no major events in the Three Realms for all living beings to talk about.

But beneath this calm surface, undercurrents were surging.

In the West Niuhe Zhou, under the leadership of the new World-Honored One, Maitreya Buddha, the Fomen sent out countless Arhats and Vajras to secretly search for the reincarnated body of Tathagata in the Three Realms; meanwhile, they reached a tacit understanding with the Heavenly Court, and both sides were secretly laying out plans to restart the Journey to the West kalpa.

As for the once-mighty Demon Alliance, it had completely dissolved into pieces.

The thirty-six Demon Kings and seventy-two Demon Generals, led by several Vice-Allies, scattered into the mountains, forests, and marshes of the Four Great Continents, each cultivating in seclusion and developing their forces, gradually fading from the vision of the major powers of the Three Realms, truly lying dormant.

East Sheng Shenzhou, Flower Fruit Mountain.

In the stone chamber within the Water Curtain Cave, Sun Wukong was still in seclusion, researching how to refine the origin of the Six-Eared Macaque; no one knew how far he had progressed.

Marshal Tianpeng was also immersed in cultivation, determined to restore his Taiyi Dao fruit and reappear in his handsome appearance from his past life.

In the vast Flower Fruit Mountain, all matters, big and small, had fallen onto the shoulders of Lady Luan Erjie alone.

With her outstanding capabilities, she managed everything in perfect order.

Only, whenever the night was deep and quiet, she would always stand alone on the mountain peak, gazing toward the direction of West Niuhe Zhou, her beautiful face filled with lingering worry.

Fifty years ago, the Demon Alliance advisor Su Chen left behind a jade slip, saying he was going into seclusion, and there had been no news since.

In the entire Three Realms, she was the only one who knew that Su Chen was not in seclusion, but had gone to that Luowu Mountain secret realm that still made her heart tremble when she thought of it.

"Advisor, you must return safely."

The mountain wind blew past, and Lady Luan Erjie's worry dissipated into the mountain wind.

At the same time, deep within the Luowu Mountain secret realm in West Niuhe Zhou.

That gray giant cocoon, which had been silent for fifty years, finally showed signs of movement.

"Crack—"

An imperceptible crack appeared on the surface of the giant cocoon.

Immediately following, as if a chain reaction, dense cracks like a spiderweb instantly covered the entire cocoon.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the giant cocoon exploded with a roar!

Countless gray fragments containing the Dao rhyme of destruction and termination shot in all directions, but after flying three feet, they quietly dissipated into the void, without causing the slightest energy fluctuation.

The dust settled, and a figure sat cross-legged on the spot, slowly opening their eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

Profound, dark, as if containing the termination of the universe and the return of all things to silence.

And the moment Su Chen opened his eyes, a thought filled with unwillingness and determination seemed to cross endless time and space, roaring deep within his Primordial Spirit; it was the last sentence Luo Hou left in this world.

"This seat was born in the Primordial World and died in the Primordial World; my only regret is failing to stop that thief who stole the Dao... Junior, if you do not wish to become the food for that Dao thief's path to sainthood, then walk this unfinished path for me!"

The voice dissipated, and Su Chen slowly rose.

He looked down at his own hands, his fingers long and slender, his skin fair, seemingly no different from before, but he could clearly feel that his body, from the smallest particle level, had undergone a transformation like shedding a body and changing bones.

Luo Hou's origin was the core Dao and logic of the innate Demon God.

After fifty years of fusion, this power of origin had deeply branded the Dao laws of destruction and termination into every corner of his Primordial Spirit and physical body.

He was still an acquired living being, but his foundation, his "Dao," had been forcibly grafted onto the roots of an innate sacred being.

From then on, with every gesture, without needing to deliberately activate it, he could draw upon the power of destruction and termination between heaven and earth.

Su Chen was now half an innate living being.

Su Chen's heart stirred, and he looked inward at his dantian.

That Hunyuan Jin Dan was still rotating slowly, and the five-colored Dao patterns representing the Five Elements—Gold and Water—were still dim and not yet perfected.

But outside the five-colored Dao rhyme, there were two more profound and domineering gray Dao marks!

One represented "destruction," and one represented "termination."

This was not something he had comprehended, but a direct endowment of Luo Hou's lifelong Dao fruit.

"The Jin Xian Realm requires the perfection of the Five Elements and the return of the five breaths to the chest..." Su Chen muttered to himself, "But as I am now, why must I follow common sense?"

"Break for me!"

With a low shout, the Hunyuan Jin Dan in his dantian suddenly accelerated.

Those two gray Dao marks erupted with brilliant light, and a power of destruction and termination pure to the extreme, like a divine axe opening the heavens, domineeringly destroyed the realm barrier between the Mystic Immortal and the Jin Xian.

Without the slightest obstruction.

"Boom!"

Within Su Chen's body, it seemed as if a roar of the Heavenly Dao sounded.

That bottleneck which had trapped Su Chen for so long was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in the face of this unreasonable power, instantly torn to shreds.

The massive magic power began to transform and sublimate crazily!

Jin Xian, achieved!

But this was only the beginning!

Luo Hou's gift was far more than this.

Su Chen only felt a clear energy rise from his dantian, rushing straight to the top of his head.

"Hum—"

A phantom green lotus flower slowly bloomed above his head, dripping down strands of mysterious energy.

The first flower of the three flowers above the head, the flower of essence, bloomed!

Immediately following, the second clear energy surged upward.

"Hum—"

Another red lotus flower bloomed, standing side-by-side with the green lotus, their divine light reflecting each other.

The flower of energy, bloomed!

Finally, the Primordial Spirit that had fused with Luo Hou's origin shook violently, turning into the third clear energy and rushing into the sky.

"Hum—!"

A brilliant golden lotus flower bloomed with a roar, residing in the center, suppressing everything.

The flower of spirit, bloomed!

Three flowers gathered at the top, but the five breaths had not returned to the origin; this could be considered a strange way of cultivation.

Su Chen, in a way unprecedented and even barbaric, relied on the higher-level Dao power of Luo Hou's origin to forcibly skip the accumulation process of the Jin Xian, breaking through the chasm between the Jin Xian and the Taiyi Jin Xian in one fell swoop!

Achieving the Taiyi Jin Xian realm!

At the same time, his physical body, after fifty years of transformation and reshaping by Luo Hou's origin, also welcomed another terrifying leap in strength, directly reaching the peak of the Taiyi Jin Xian.

Feeling the vast magic power within his body, thousands of times stronger than before, and the terrifying power contained in his physical body that felt as if a single punch could shatter a star, Su Chen slowly clenched his fist.

He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the obstruction of the secret realm, piercing through the Thirty-Three Heavens, looking toward the legendary Zixiao Palace deep within the endless chaos.

"That is Dao Ancestor Hongjun after all; Demon Ancestor, oh Demon Ancestor, you have left me with a stack of ultimate big bosses!" ===== CHAPTER 243 =====