Chapter 395: The Curtain Falls on a Generation of Demon Emperors

Inside the void space, Taiyi looked at Su Chen, a smile appearing on his illusory face.

His originally transparent body was now beginning to turn into golden light spots at the edges, drifting toward the surroundings.

"This Emperor's obsession has dissipated, and this wisp of residual soul has reached the time to return to heaven and earth."

Taiyi's voice was calm, without any fear of death, only the peace after experiencing ten thousand years of vicissitudes.

He raised his right hand, and the Chaos Bell hanging above his head descended slowly, falling into his palm.

Profound Yellow light flowed on the surface of the bell body, and the sun, moon, stars, earth, water, fire, and wind carved on the bell body radiated a heavy aura that suppressed the Primordial Chaos.

Taiyi looked at the Innate Supreme Treasure that had accompanied him for his entire life, a hint of lingering affection flashing in his eyes.

Immediately following, his gaze froze, and he pointed like a sword, pointing directly at his own brow.

He forcibly extracted the last wisp of his Primordial Spirit mark connected to the Chaos Bell.

"Hum—"

The Chaos Bell let out a cry of grief, the Profound Yellow light vibrating crazily, and the phantoms of the sun, moon, and stars on the bell body dimmed one after another.

This Innate Supreme Treasure was resisting its master's stripping.

Taiyi's golden eyes were filled with determination, and his fingers pulled outward violently.

A golden mark was forcibly pulled out from the bell body by him, then crushed in his palm.

Taiyi's figure dimmed by a large margin instantly, and even standing seemed somewhat difficult.

He waved his hand casually, and the Chaos Bell, having lost its Primordial Spirit mark, turned into a Profound Yellow stream of light, flying steadily toward Su Chen.

"Su Chen, you accepted the cause left by Big Brother; today, you shall settle this fruit," Taiyi's tone was unquestionable. "This bell belongs to you."

Su Chen did not decline.

He knew deeply the weight of this Innate Supreme Treasure, and also knew this was the reward given to him by the Demon Clan's Taiyi for the future of the Demon Clan.

He stretched out his hands flat, steadily catching the Chaos Bell.

As soon as the Chaos Bell was in his hand, a vast and boundless law surged into his arms along the bell body.

Su Chen's Hunyuan Jin Dan in his dantian rotated accordingly, Hunyuan power flowing, echoing with it from afar.

The Chaos Bell floated quietly in Su Chen's palm, the Profound Yellow energy and the chaotic blood energy in his body reflecting each other.

Su Chen gripped the Chaos Bell and bowed deeply to Taiyi again: "Junior will certainly not fail the entrustment."

Taiyi nodded slightly, then turned his head, locking onto Sun Wukong who was standing to the side.

Sun Wukong felt his hair stand on end under Taiyi's gaze, scratching his ears, his steps moving half an inch backward.

Taiyi did not speak, his hands pinching seals rapidly in front of his chest.

The last bit of Demon Emperor origin remaining in his body burned crazily, and the golden Sun True Fire gathered and compressed in his palm.

A moment later, a seal three inches in diameter, dark gold in its entirety, took shape in the firelight.

The four sides of the seal were carved with the totems of the ancient Demon Clan, and the top was a Three-Legged Golden Crow spreading its wings, ready to fly.

The moment the seal took shape, a supreme royal pressure that ruled over all demons descended violently.

This was the Demon Emperor Seal belonging to Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Taiyi flicked his finger, and the Demon Emperor Seal turned into a golden light, smashing straight toward Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was startled, catching the flying golden seal with both hands in a

The Demon Emperor Seal contained the destiny of the Demon Clan; that imperial pressure surged along his arms straight to his crown, causing the Great Luo magic power within his body to churn violently.

"Senior, what are you doing!" Sun Wukong stared with wide eyes, holding the Demon Emperor Seal in both hands, feeling as if it were a hot potato. "Old Sun is used to being wild in the mountains; I can't be this so-called Demon Emperor. Give this thing to my younger brother; his brain works better!"

As he spoke, Sun Wukong moved to stuff the Demon Emperor Seal into Su Chen's arms.

"Stop!"

Tai Yi barked a command.

This shout, mixed with the supreme majesty of the Demon Clan's God of War, made Sun Wukong's footsteps falter.

Tai Yi's figure flickered, and he crossed the distance to stand before Sun Wukong in a single step.

He looked down at this unruly ape, his gaze sharp to the extreme.

"As the most gifted member of the Demon Clan in this era, you possess supreme talent and your cultivation has reached the peak of the Great Luo Jinxian. Looking at the current Three Realms, how many among the Demon Clan can stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you?" Tai Yi's voice echoed in the void. "What? You dare to take an iron rod to challenge this heaven and earth, yet you dare not accept a ruined Demon Clan?"

Sun Wukong bared his teeth and stiffened his neck: "What does Old Sun fear! It's just that I have no patience for managing those fussy, trivial matters!"

Tai Yi let out a cold laugh, stepped closer, and stared fixedly into Sun Wukong's eyes.

"Trivial matters? Do you think you can hide from them?" Tai Yi's tone was chilling. "The Demon Clan is now torn apart, reduced to mounts raised by the Heavenly Court and the Buddhist Sect, and pawns for their schemes. As the Great Sage of the Demon Clan, do you really think you can stay out of it?"

Sun Wukong clenched his fists, his chest heaving violently.

"What the Demon Clan lacks now is not someone to manage affairs." Tai Yi's voice rose sharply, carrying the power to shake the soul. "What the Demon Clan lacks is an Emperor who dares to pierce through this destiny! An Emperor who dares to lead them to stand up once again!"

Tai Yi extended an illusory finger and pointed at Sun Wukong's heart.

"You have the blood of the Demon Clan flowing in your bones, and you have a heart that fights against heaven and earth. You don't dare to accept this Demon Emperor Seal not because you lack patience, but because you are afraid of losing!"

"Bullshit!"

Sun Wukong was thoroughly enraged.

The golden light in his eyes erupted, and his entire head of golden hair stood on end.

His magic power at the peak of the Great Luo Jinxian could no longer be suppressed, transforming into a pillar of golden light that shot into the sky.

He gripped the Demon Emperor Seal in his hand tightly, his finger bones cracking audibly.

"There is no burden in this world that Old Sun dares not accept!" Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, enunciating every word. "This Demon Emperor, Old Sun will be it!"

As his words fell, the Demon Emperor Seal erupted with a blinding golden imperial light.

The golden light fused perfectly with the demon energy within Sun Wukong, condensing a gigantic phantom of a demon ape behind him.

The demon ape roared at the sky, awe-inspiring through the ages.

Tai Yi looked at Sun Wukong and laughed wildly at the sky, his laughter filled with endless relief, heroism, and detachment.

"Good! A truly good Great Sage Equaling Heaven!" Tai Yi stopped laughing, his figure having become transparent to the extreme, leaving only a faint outline.

He looked at Sun Wukong and delivered his final words.

"With this seal, go find Bai Ze. He holds the last foundation of the Demon Clan; seeing the Demon Emperor Seal is like seeing me, the Emperor. He will assist you."

At this time, the Eastern Emperor Tai Yi did not yet know that Bai Ze was already on Flower-Fruit Mountain.

Sun Wukong did not explain, but simply gripped the Demon Emperor Seal tightly and nodded heavily.

Having finished his instructions, Tai Yi turned around, his back to the two of them.

The void space began to shake violently.

Having lost the suppression of the Chaos Bell, this barrier constructed by the power of space-time finally reached its end.

The surrounding darkness crumbled inch by inch, and the scouring power of the River of Time surged in through the cracks, intending to completely erase this region that did not belong to reality.

The Chaos Bell in Su Chen's hand emitted a dull and tragic wail.

The Demon Emperor Seal in Sun Wukong's hand radiated a brilliant golden light.

Tai Yi's illusory figure appeared immensely tall amidst this golden light and wailing.

He raised his head and looked at the endless cracks in the void.

Those golden eyes that once looked down upon the world reflected the brilliance of the ancient star sea and the splendor of the Demon Emperor Palace.

"Big Brother, Tai Yi has come to see you..."

Tai Yi left behind a final whisper of relief.

Tai Yi's figure completely transformed into golden light spots across the sky, merging into the endless void.

A generation of the Demon Clan's God of War thus came to an end.