Chapter 543: The Demon Sound Divine General's Inheritance at Hand

Chu Yang walked straight out of the hall and kept climbing the seemingly endless staircase.

Above the 3,333rd floor, the oppressive pressure surged severalfold, and strange demon sounds, like maggots in the heel bone, burrowed into his sea of awareness, trying to disturb his mind.

"Petty trick."

Chu Yang sneered, these demon sounds still couldn't match Tak's attacks.

His soul, having undergone countless temperings, was already as solid as a rock.

He continued upward, his speed not only unchanged but increasing, as if the terrifying oppressive pressure and demon sounds were nonexistent to him.

Four thousand, five thousand, six thousand… his momentum was like a bamboo split, and he quickly reached the 6,666th floor.

The scene before him shifted again; a more magnificent palace stood before him, its gates tightly shut, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

"Has the second stage ended?" A hint of interest flashed in Chu Yang's eyes as he pushed open the gate and stepped inside.

Inside the palace, it was spacious and silent, with only a massive altar on which three items were displayed.

A jet‑black warblade, radiating a heart‑pounding murderous intent.

A suit of armor shimmering with seven‑colored light, radiant and splendid.

And a black bead the size of a fist, its surface covered with strange patterns, exuding an unfathomable aura.

"58th inheritor, congratulations on reaching this floor!"

"The three treasures on this floor are all prized relics. The warblade and armor are the most ordinary types; the black bead, called a Demon Sound Orb, is a domain‑type prized relic. This relic was forged at great cost by a master of the Artisan Star!"

"Inheritor, reaching this floor shows your strength is among the strong even among the Venerables. With such power, I doubt you came merely for these treasures! You must be after the inherited memories, right?"

"The third stage requires cosmos‑overlord level strength to resist; after passing it, you can obtain all my inheritance!"

"I can tell you in advance that the final stage contains an ordinary supreme treasure; even I have not uncovered its origin. It seems to be a component of some object. Whether you can gather it depends on you!"

Chu Yang ignored the inscription on the stone tablet and walked straight toward the altar.

He glanced casually at the warblade and armor, pocketed them, then reached for the black bead.

The bead felt warm to the touch; a strange vibration surged up his arm into his body, causing him to involuntarily shiver.

A series of soul‑piercing sounds attached to Chu Yang; his four great divine realms quivered slightly, and he expelled the sounds from his body.

"This Demon Sound Orb is indeed a domain‑type prized relic!" Chu Yang's eyes lit up, and he immediately recognized its master.

A chilling aura circulated his whole body; the bead's surface patterns seemed to come alive, flowing slowly until they turned into a black stream of light that pierced Chu Yang's forehead.

At the same time, a massive influx of information flooded his mind, detailing the Demon Sound Orb's usage and the myriad subtleties it contained, all presented clearly in his consciousness.

"A domain‑type prized relic that can also emit demon sounds to assault souls—interesting."

A faint smile curved Chu Yang's lips; this Demon Sound Orb could mimic countless sounds, even disrupt an enemy's mind and create hallucinations. Those whose will is below Venerable level, or who lack soul‑defense methods, would likely fall into slumber quickly.

Anyone who passed the second stage at the 3,333rd floor could obtain this prized relic, suggesting that the Demon Sound Divine General mass‑produced it; among prized relics, it belongs to the ordinary tier.

Even the worst prized relic is still a relic, and it far surpasses the Lo Fu Er plates!

Not to mention there is another domain‑type prized relic.

Having recognized its master, Chu Yang did not linger and turned to leave the palace.

Outside the hall, the staircase still stretched upward, as if endless.

Chu Yang looked up, took a deep breath, and continued his ascent.

The 7,000th floor, the 8,000th floor, the 9,000th floor…

The oppressive pressure grew stronger, and the demon sounds grew sharper and more piercing, like ten thousand fierce ghosts shrieking at his ears, trying to drag him into an endless abyss.

Chu Yang seemed deaf to them; his steps were steady and powerful, his speed unchanged.

At this level, the demon sounds, like a death‑calling to Venerables, were merely a tickle to Chu Yang, unable to sway his mind at all.

"It seems these are all the tactics of the Demon Sound Divine General!" After a brief pause, Chu Yang resumed climbing, even quickening his pace.

The 9,999th floor! A resplendent golden palace appeared before him, its gates flung open, a sea‑like vast aura emanating from within, making his heart race.

"Finally arrived." A glint of brilliance flashed in Chu Yang's eyes as he stepped into the palace.

Inside the palace, it was boundlessly spacious, with only a massive stone tablet standing in the center.

The stone tablet was densely covered with ancient characters, exuding an unfathomable aura.

Chu Yang approached the tablet and read the inscription carefully.

"I am the fifth generation Demon Sound, leaving this inheritance for those destined. The inheritance is divided into three stages; those who pass all three can essentially master my lineage's cultivation method and combat techniques, thereby inheriting the mantle of the Demon Sound Divine General and becoming the new Demon Sound Divine General!"

"Having reached here, you are the sixth generation Demon Sound Divine General! All the insights of the previous five generals are now yours!"

"The treasure of the third stage is the supreme Aurora Bow. This supreme treasure is an ordinary supreme treasure, obtained from the Primordial Star; its bow body is exceptionally sturdy, far stronger than typical supreme treasures. I suspect there is also a counterpart 'Aurora Arrow'; together they can reach high‑grade supreme treasure power! Whether you obtain the Aurora Arrow depends on your fate!"

"The second treasure is this stone tablet, called the Feather Star Tablet, which records the cultivation insights of a cosmic lord. In value, it is no less than the Human Race's Chaos Tablet!"

"Then let me see what mysteries this Feather Star Tablet holds!" Chu Yang sat cross‑legged before the tablet and began to contemplate it.

The words on the tablet seemed to come alive, turning into specks of starlight that pierced Chu Yang's mind.

His consciousness felt as if immersed in an endless vast starry sky, countless stars twinkling, nebulae swirling, unveiling the mysteries of the universe and the true essence of power.

Time passed second by second, and Chu Yang was immersed in endless profundity, unable to extricate himself.

At the same time, the other thirty‑one inheritance palaces of Demon Sound Mountain expelled the other inheritors! Regardless of the strong ones who had reached that floor, they all awoke from their insights at this moment.

"What's happening?"

"I haven't finished contemplating yet!"

"Damn it, who stole my opportunity?"

…

The expelled strong ones roared in anger; some wore faces of resentment, others blazed with fury, and some wore blank stares.

They did not understand why they were suddenly expelled.

Outside the thirty‑one palaces, the expelled strong ones were in chaotic disarray.

Some cursed, some howled, and some wore grim faces, silently scheming.

A burly, flesh‑filled strong man Feng Wang punched the palace gate, producing a deafening boom.

"Damn it, I was just a hair's breadth from breaking through the bottleneck! Which bastard snatched my opportunity? Get the hell out!"

A nearby skinny, wiry man with an unusually dark‑fierce gaze sneered, "Man Dong Wang, you'd better conserve your strength! The Demon Sound Mountain inheritance has always been attainable by only one person. It seems now someone has beaten us to it." Man Dong Wang roared, "I don't care who he is! Anyone who dares snatch what's mine, I'll make sure they can't even swallow it!"

The dark‑fierce man shook his head, ignored Man Niu, and turned to leave.

He knew that the most important thing now was not venting his rage, but quickly investigating which great figure had obtained the inheritance.

Behind Man Dong Wang stood a Venerable, also the ruler of a cosmic nation, who had spent countless sacrifices to secure a single inheritance opportunity for Man Dong Wang. Yet before ten ten‑thousand years had passed, it was snatched away—how could he not be anxious! This Demon Sound Divine General inheritance is no trivial chance; it is a legacy left by a Cosmic Overlord, with only one Demon Sound Divine General per generation. The Human Race has controlled this Demon Mountain world for billions of epochs, yet no one has ever fully attained the inheritance! …

The Lord of the Cosmos' insight surged into Chu Yang's mind like a tide; at first it was somewhat obscure, but as time passed Chu Yang gradually grasped its profound subtleties.

He seemed to stand at the center of the cosmos, feeling its breath, witnessing the birth and destruction of stars.

After an indeterminate span, Chu Yang slowly opened his eyes, a glint of brilliance flashing within them.

The characters on the Feather Star Stele had vanished, replaced by a blank space.

"So that's how it is."

Chu Yang murmured to himself, a faint smile curving his lips.

The insight from the Feather Star Stele not only deepened his understanding of the cosmos, but also gradually gave him a new grasp of the spacetime law!

It also gave him a fresh perception of his own power.

Although Chu Yang's realm had not broken through, his comprehension of the Way of Spacetime and his wielding of power had both qualitatively advanced.

This also offered Chu Yang a good line of thought for devising secret techniques.

Chu Yang intends to follow the path of fusion laws; his ambition is great—when he reaches immortality, he plans to merge the four fusion laws of Wood Time, Earth Time, Water Time, and Metal Time.

And with this he will lay the foundation of the Four Great Divine Nations! "My insight alone spans a hundred years!"

"Truly worthy of the Lord of the Cosmos' insight, it is indeed incomparably profound."

Chu Yang sighed, having sat cross‑legged for a hundred years; when he rose and stretched his limbs, he felt his whole body brimming with power.

At that moment, he noticed that in the palace's center, besides the Feather Star Stele, there lay a long bow shimmering with golden light.

The long bow was forged entirely from an unknown metal, exuding a potent aura; it was clearly no ordinary weapon.

"Is this the Aurora Bow?" Chu Yang walked to the long bow, reached out and grasped its body.

A surge of immense power instantly flooded his body, causing his heart to tremble.

"What a mighty force! This Aurora Bow truly surpasses ordinary treasures by far!"

Chu Yang praised, and as he tried to draw the bowstring, he found it immovable, as if fused with the bow itself.

"It seems this Aurora Bow requires great strength to draw."

Chu Yang thought to himself, inhaled deeply, gathered all his strength into his hand, and tried again to pull the bowstring.

The spiritual embryo had completed its second stage of refinement, granting Chu Yang more than a tenfold boost; his power now exceeded that of some Cosmic Overlords.

This time, the bowstring finally moved.

Chu Yang used divine power to materialize an arrow, nocking it onto the Aurora Bow's string.

"Bang!"

A deafening boom rang out as the arrow turned into a golden streak of light, instantly piercing the palace dome and vanishing into the boundless sky.

Chu Yang only felt a massive recoil force ripple back, making the palm of his hand tingle.

Looking up, a huge void had opened in the dome, its surrounding runes flickering erratically as if struck by a tremendous impact.

"Such power…"

Chu Yang couldn't help but be surprised; he had only intended to test the bow's might, yet it directly pierced the palace built by a Cosmic Overlord.

It seems the Aurora Bow's power far exceeds his imagination!

Outside the palace, the thirty‑one inheritance holders had not yet fully departed when a beam of light shot skyward, its sheer force turning their faces ashen.

That arrow possessed at least the might of a Cosmic Overlord.

Man Dong Wang also saw the arrow, his eyes widening, his throat rolling as he swallowed, muttering, "This… who the hell is this big boss? It's terrifying!"

His earlier fury had long since been replaced by fear.

The dark‑fierce man's complexion turned extremely grim; he had assumed the most likely recipient of the inheritance would be a Cosmic Venerable, yet it turned out to be a figure of Cosmic Overlord caliber! Undoubtedly, the arrow shot from the final inheritance palace could only have come from the one who had obtained the full Demon Sound Divine General inheritance.

"Is this burst of attack the Stage‑Three treasure?"

A Venerable who had passed Stage Two and reached over seven thousand layers murmured.

At that moment, the palace doors slowly opened, and Chu Yang stepped out. He wore a white robe, his features handsome and his aura ethereal, as if a banished immortal had descended.

Upon seeing Chu Yang appear, the powerful cultivators fell silent, all eyes fixed upon him.

Man Dong Wang and the dark‑fierce man exchanged glances, each seeing deep wariness in the other's eyes.

"May I ask which senior you are?" Man Dong Wang forced himself forward, his voice trembling slightly.

These powerful cultivators had lingered in the Inheritance Hall for many years; some were wholly immersed in insight, so they knew little about the recent affairs of the Virtual Cosmos Company.

Of course, some cultivators recognized him.

"He is the younger junior disciple of the Lord of Chaos City! Chu Yang!" a fifty‑meter‑tall Apefolk Venerable shouted.

"The Lord of Chaos City's junior disciple? Since when did the Virtual Cosmos Company gain such a formidable figure?"

Another Venerable nearby looked at Chu Yang with puzzlement.

Chu Yang gave him a faint glance, did not answer, and turned his gaze toward the others.

"Everyone, I have already obtained the Demon Sound Mountain inheritance,"

Chu Yang's voice was soft yet clearly reached each ear.

"Therefore, you may leave now."

His voice, bearing undeniable authority, echoed over the Demon Sound Mountain.

The thirty‑one inheritance holders stared at each other, the atmosphere momentarily stilled.

Man Dong Wang's face turned ashen, feeling as miserable as if he'd swallowed a fly, yet he dared not refute.

The Venerable Lord behind him had poured a fortune into securing him some benefit on Mo Yin Mountain, and now, not only did he fail to reap any benefit, he was kicked out early—how will he explain this back home?

The other Venerables were also largely despondent. (End of chapter)