Chapter 3153: My Wife and I Roleplay Our Daily Life 40

The scene at Boundary Mountain was grim.

On the continent, the venerables who could be named and the elders of various sects had almost all gathered here, distributed in all directions around Boundary Mountain. Black mist roiled in the sky, countless demons shuttled through the mist, screaming and emitting piercing wails. The seal fluctuated from time to time, looking as if it were about to collapse, as though it might shatter at any moment.

Jin Chen and his group broke through layer after layer of defenses, rushing to the location of the Carefree Immortal Sect, which was the place nearest the mountain peak and also where the seal's pressure was greatest. Along the way, many demons tried to block them, but were repelled by the combined efforts of the nine. The closer they got to the summit, the more oppressive the air became, as thick demonic and ghostly qi mingled together, making breathing difficult.

Sect Leader Lingxiao Xianzun and several Peak Masters sat cross-legged in a row on the ground, seated at the crucial nodes of the seal, using their own cultivation to suppress the seal. Their complexions were not good, obviously they had been holding on for a long time. Their purpose was to let the seal last a few more days, at least giving the various sects a bit more preparation time.

This place is truly terrifying.

Jin Chen looked around, seeming to ponder something, when Chenshu tapped his forehead and said, "Form the array."

"Okay." Jin Chen replied obediently, withdrawing his wandering gaze.

The nine formed an array, together with the Masters sending suppressing spiritual power into the seal; nine streams of spiritual power converged into a light pillar, injected into the seal.

While Jin Chen was transmitting spiritual power, he turned his head to look around, and suddenly heard someone exclaim.

"Frost-Cold Sword Venerable!"

Gu QingShang had been continuously suppressing for several days, hardly resting at all, his lips nearly bloodless; just then, an emissary of the Demonic Emperor burst up from the ground to ambush him. He reacted quickly, sidestepping to avoid the direct hit, but the spiritual power output from his palm was cut off for an instant as he dodged, and the recoil pushed him back several steps.

Gu QingShang steadied himself with one knee on the ground, coughed, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Master!" Shen Guiyan exclaimed anxiously, but could not leave the already-formed array.

At his side, Chenshu raised a hand to pat his shoulder and gave him a nod.

Shen Guiyan hesitated for a moment, but seeing Gu QingShang's pallid face, he gritted his teeth and withdrew from the array. As soon as he stepped out, Chenshu's palm, staying in place, firmly pressed against the array interface, and two streams of spiritual power surged left and right simultaneously, catching the gap left by Shen Guiyan… He could actually support the spiritual power transmission of two people all by himself!

Shen Guiyan had no time to be surprised; he quickly stepped behind Gu QingShang, helped him up, half-embracing him in his arms, his expression revealing undisguised pity: "Master…"

"Cough cough cough… I'm fine." Gu QingShang shook his head, a pallor appearing on his usually cold visage.

In order to suppress the Demonic Emperor, they had not seen each other for a long time. Gu QingShang lowered his eyes, and after staying a few more breaths in Shen Guiyan's embrace, he forced a smile and said, "After receiving the inheritance, your strength has increased again."

Shen Guiyan looked at the blood trace at the corner of his mouth, heartbroken and unable to speak, simply holding him tighter.

With nine Nascent Soul cultivators assisting, this round of spiritual technique suppression could finally ease a bit. Observing the Carefree Immortal Sect's side, cultivators from other sects could only sigh in admiration; truly deserving of being the continent's foremost sect, even its direct disciples possess such strength.

Everyone gradually withdrew their spiritual power; the seal appeared considerably more stable, and the disciples of each peak went to find their own masters.

Lin Wang, finding a moment, glanced at Jin Chen, sizing him up from head to toe, then suddenly reached out and tapped his shoulder: "Turn around so I can take a look."

Jin Chen did as told, turning once on the spot; the hem of his long robe rose slightly with the spin and then fell. Lin Wang narrowed his eyes, observed him for a few breaths, then stepped closer to examine his brows and eyes: "Have you recovered?"

Jin Chen chuckled, "Good thing this happened; otherwise I wouldn't know the Master dislikes me so much."

Lin Wang said expressionlessly, "It's only human nature; aside from that brat Chenshu, who could tolerate your occasional foul temper?"

Jin Chen found the comment rather pleasing, nodded seriously, and accepted it as if it were praise.

Lu Jizi crouched nearby, laying out the components of his new magical device on the ground to arrange and assemble them, while Zhao Tiezhu crouched beside him to help tighten the springs.

"Don't worry, everyone, isn't it still seven days until the prophecy? That's plenty of time to prepare. And it's not as if the seal suppressing the Demonic Emperor would break today just because you all arrived."

Lu Jizi spoke without raising his head, his words spilling out too fast; Zhao Tiezhu wanted to cover his mouth, this master infamous for his foul tongue, but didn't have time.

Carefree Immortal Sect members: "……"

They cautiously looked at the seal; fortunately, there were no signs of loosening.

They hadn't even had a chance to sigh in relief.

Suddenly.

The temperature plummeted, a bitter wind pierced to the bone, and in that instant the scorching midsummer heat made people feel a chill down their backs.

On a windless, rainless horizon, several thunderclaps suddenly rang out; amid the anomaly, the seal shattered, and a man bound by chains abruptly appeared above the void.

That man was tall and imposing, with loose flowing hair, a stern countenance, and deep-set eyes; his gaze upon the crowd held neither sorrow nor joy.

At the same time, myriad demons emerged.

Countless demons surged up from the earth and mountains, from the void, shrieking and howling as they rushed at the cultivators on the mountain.

Everyone: "……"

Countless gazes turned in unison toward Lu Jizi.

"The Demonic Emperor has appeared! Fellow cultivators, join forces to slay him!"

"Who knows who shouted that, but the entire Boundary Mountain instantly fell into chaos."

Dark clouds covered the sky, heavenly thunder and earthly fire.

The rune chains wrapped around the Demonic Emperor, carrying hellish flames, scattered outward, falling to the ground, leaving only the tall man floating in midair; he slowly moved his wrist and neck, emitting a series of clicks.

The man's lips were ruby-red like blood, his eyes deep-set, his aura so mighty it made breathing difficult: "Without that group of old-timers who have ascended, do you dare to dream of slaying me?"

The entire mountain peak was plunged into a hellish struggle.

The Demonic Emperor also summoned from the earth a Spirit Transformation demon python, tens of zhang long, its body covered in black scales, spewing poisonous mist; wherever it passed, vegetation withered and the land scorched black.

The ancestors of the various sects stepped forward one after another, attempting to besiege the Demonic Emperor.

But the Demonic Emperor's strength far exceeded their expectations; a mere gesture possessed world-destroying might, and even several ancestors joining forces could hardly get close.

"Oh right, I still have something to ask him." Jin Chen, amidst the busyness, saw the Demonic Emperor's face and then remembered what that little swindler Qingzhu had instructed him to do.

He found a rock to hide behind, rummaged through his storage ring, nearly failing to locate that small bamboo leaf; along the way, some reckless demons tried to devour him, all of which Chenshu, who never strayed far from him, casually slew.

After a while, Jin Chen finally found that bamboo leaf, stood up, waved it, and shouted toward Shen Guiyan's direction: "Senior Martial Brother!"

Shen Guiyan and the others immediately understood; Qian Duoduo came from the flank, two talisman papers flew out and stuck to the ground, repelling the nearby demons; Zhao Tiezhu's puppet doll and Feng Yao's Nine Gold extended left and right, opening two gaps; Ye XiaoMan's ground formation lit up beneath Jin Chen's feet, and together they used themselves as a shield, actually sending Jin Chen forward to where the various sects' ancestors were fighting the Demonic Emperor.

"Jin Chen! What nonsense! What are you doing up there!" Lin Wang caught sight of Jin Chen out of the corner of his eye, his heart nearly stopping.

Jin Chen, not wanting to be scolded, pretended not to hear, brandishing the bamboo leaf, he leapt up, stepping on the long sword Shen Guiyan had timely thrown, and stood opposite the Demonic Emperor.

The other cultivators still fighting on the field: "???"