The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 40 - 22 Chaos Abounds_2

40: Chapter 22 Chaos Abounds_2

40 -22 Chaos Abounds_2

Luo Hou just quietly listened, not saying a word.

“I am well aware.

Although in this life you are a combination of the residual souls of many Chaotic Demon Gods and the grievances of us before death, your true origin is the Lifebound Essence Soul of the Soul Devourer!

Only the special soul quality of the Soul Devourer can withstand such grievances.

Am I right or not, Fellow Daoist Soul Devourer?” Lin Tian seemed very confident. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

“Hehehe, worthy of being Earth Daoist!

Haven’t seen you for years, yet your charm remains the same!” Luo Hou suddenly burst out laughing loudly.

“Hmph, all thanks to you, Fellow Daoist!” Lin Tian snorted coldly, his expression quite frosty.

“What is the purpose of your visit, Fellow Daoist?

Surely it’s not just to reveal the true nature of this seat!” Luo Hou stopped laughing and said.

“Fellow Daoist Soul Devourer, what you did in the past harmed my source!

This time, I have come only to reclaim the Primordial Spirit I lost that day!” Lin Tian glanced at Luo Hou and said coldly.

“Oh dear, this is troublesome!

Those Primordial Spirits have already merged into the core of my Laws.

How could they be extracted?” Luo Hou’s face feigned surprise.

In Lin Tian’s hand, a rustic yellow-brown long stick abruptly appeared.

The long stick glimmered with golden luster, and he smashed it towards Luo Hou.

“Since it’s like this, then just die!”

“Hehe, it should have been like this long ago!” Luo Hou chuckled weirdly, dodging Lin Tian’s wooden stick and conjuring a brown Dharma Wheel.

The wheel, engraved with Tai Chi Eight Diagrams patterns, spun and shot out eight black Dao Patterns, each more terrifying than the last.

Upon touching the ground, they turned into human forms, all clad in black robes, and charged aggressively towards Lin Tian.

Despite being surrounded, Lin Tian showed no fear.

He swung his wooden stick tightly sealing all gaps.

Suddenly, a black-robed man was knocked down by Lin Tian.

Seizing this flaw, Lin Tian advanced with large strides, crouched, and swept the stick.

Golden light burst forth, targeting the lower bodies of the remaining seven, the intense killing intent overwhelming.

If it were others, under such immense killing intent, not to mention counterattacking, even standing would be extremely difficult.

They would probably have collapsed on the ground, smashed into mush by the wooden stick.

But who is Luo Hou?

Luo Hou suddenly twisted the Dharma Wheel in the air, and the eight figures eerily dissipated on the spot.

When they reappeared, they were already above Lin Tian’s head.

Each of the eight held a short Xu-colored halberd, the tips shimmering coldly, piercing straight towards Lin Tian’s head.

Seeing the bad situation, Lin Tian mobilized the Power of Laws, stepped on the void, and burst forth like lightning, breaking through the siege.

Lin Tian’s physical body was already incomparably strong.

With another rotation of his wooden stick, his power seemed poised to shatter Heaven and Earth.

Like Heavenly Thunder descending, he pressed down on the eight figures in the void.

“Boom!” Unable to control the eight to dodge, Luo Hou watched helplessly as the wooden stick smashed down.

The eight figures formed from Dao Patterns were obliterated, disappearing without a trace.

Looking at Luo Hou’s black Dharma Wheel, it was now covered in scars, full of cracks!

Casually shaking his hand, Luo Hou threw the black Dharma Wheel on the ground.

His hands fiercely swept through the air.

The entire space of Sumeru Palace uncontrollably trembled.

“Ha ha ha, Soul Devourer!

Now, is this all you can do?

It feels like you’re regressing, ha ha ha!” Lin Tian laughed heartily towards the sky.

A hint of smile appeared on Lu Hou’s face: “Oh?

Is that so?”

As Luo Hou’s voice fell, his hands suddenly emitted a burst of Mysterious Light, condensing from the Void into two black giant hands.

These hands seized and kneaded strangely, seeming to twist and compress the entire palace space.

Luo Hou opened up a small world from this space, although only several hundred feet in size, with the determination to crush Lin Tian into it.

Lin Tian felt the situation turning dire, put away his wooden stick, and pulled out a shuttle-shaped Magic Treasure from the space, leaping into it, preparing to break through the space and flee to the East.

“Hehehe, when did you learn to wear a turtle shell?

Could it be you learned from Ancestor Xuan Turtle?” Luo Hou laughed heartily, saying, “Hehe, better just stay, Earth Daoist!”

Luo Hou’s transformed giant hands forcefully pressed down, suppressing all spatial fluctuations, along with the shuttle-shaped Magic Treasures, shattering them into pieces.

Lin Tian, who had just jumped into the shuttle, had no choice but to stagger out.

“Well you, Soul Devourer, still hiding your skill, your True Yuan seems much stronger now!” Lin Tian wiped the silver blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth and said.

“Hehe, it’s clearly that your Cultivation is insufficient.

Didn’t expect that, did you, Earth!

Did you not check the calendar before leaving home?

Today you will surrender your Primordial Spirit!” Luo Hou licked his lips with a bloodthirsty grin.

“You’re dreaming!

Luo Hou, I will return!

The cause and effect between us shall end next time!” Lin Tian glared hatefully at Luo Hou, his figure surged to a gigantic size of ten thousand feet, pushing through the tough Obsidian hall and creating a huge hole in the ceiling.

He lifted a foot and slammed it towards the ground aggressively, dust billowing and mingling with the booming sounds of shattering boulders.

When the dust settled, a vast hole appeared on the ground where Lin Tian stomped, and inside the hall, Lin Tian was nowhere to be seen.

Luo Hou, with disheveled hair, stood in mid-air above the hole and roared skyward, “Earth Daoist, you’ve destroyed my great hall, I shall not rest until I have my revenge!”

Central Heavenly Domain, Qilin Hall.

The other Lin Tian, who was in the midst of discussing collaboration with Huang Feng, suddenly turned crimson.

He coughed lightly, a trace of silver blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

“Fellow Daoist, are you unwell?” Huang Feng paused his words and asked.

“Ha ha ha, thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist!

It’s nothing serious!” Wiping the corner of his mouth nonchalantly, Lin Tian regained his frivolous and indifferent demeanor.

“If so, then let’s continue,” Huang Feng felt a bit perplexed, unaware that there was another Lin Tian engaged in a battle.

Yujing Mountain, Zixiao Palace.

“Master, today a special envoy from the Dragon Clan has delivered a golden invitation specifically requesting your personal attention!” Li Qingming held a gilded invitation as he entered Zixiao Palace.

“Oh, haha!” Hong Jun first chuckled, then said, “You little rascal.

Since it stated ‘for your eyes only’, you took the liberty to examine it first!”

Li Qingming shamelessly smiled and said, “Master, I was just checking it for hidden weapons!”

“Qingmingzi is spouting nonsense again!” Tongtian rolled his eyes from the side.

After examining the invitation, Hong Jun furrowed his brows briefly then relaxed them, saying, “Guess what Ao Long wants this time?”

Laozi stepped forward and said, “Master, could it be that Ancestor Dragon is seeking help?”

Hong Jun looked at Laozi but remained silent.

“Tongtian said recklessly, “Knowing Ao Long’s character, he definitely wants us to submit to him and help him exterminate the Phoenix Clan and the Qilin Clan.”

“Master, what is Ao Long’s intention this time?” Primordial first glanced at Li Qingming, who was smiling, then asked.

“Ao Long wants us to go to the Qilin Hall in the Central Heavenly Domain to discuss resisting Luo Hou!” Hong Jun raised his eyebrows and stated.

“Humph, what a joke!

He thinks he can just command us by saying so!

He is merely a junior of the Primordial Transformation era, what right does he have to direct us!” Yang Mei took a sip of Purple Bamboo Tea and disdainfully commented.

“My old friend, you are mistaken!

Although the Innate Three Clans will retreat from the Primordial stage after this great calamity, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse!

We still need to rely on their army to resist Luo Hou’s Fierce Beast Army!” Hong Jun shook his head and spoke.

“Hmph, the junior is still a junior!” Yang Mei flicked his long eyebrows and suddenly said, “I mean you, you little rascal, you haven’t fulfilled your promise yet!

Until you do, I won’t join the fight against Luo Hou!”

Upon hearing this, Li Qingming was initially stunned, then responded, “Do you want my mother to take you as her master as soon as possible?”

Yang Mei rolled his eyes, devoid of any senior’s demeanor, and said, “I don’t care!

Think about it yourself!”

Hearing this, Li Qingming’s forehead creased with black lines as he thought, “Damn it, since when do you have to beg someone to take you as a disciple?”