The Dao of Reincarnation (349-350)

Chapter 349: The Main God Space (Part 5)

Su Chen sensed an aura that exceeded the limits this world should possess. It piqued his interest. Normally, such power belonged only to the highest planes.

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At the same time, in a desolate wilderness.

"Pah! In this chaotic world where life is as cheap as grass, who are you pretending to be a good person for?"

A lean, scar-faced man spat on the corpse lying on the ground.

He looked at the bodies of many of his "brothers" scattered around.

The scar-faced man waved his hand.

"Carry them all back and process them cleanly. We'll have enough food to survive this winter."

His subordinates immediately stepped forward, hoisting the corpses onto horseback one by one. Their eyes were numb—this scene had long become routine for them.

Surviving in this era was already difficult enough. They had no room to think about morality.

They were nothing more than a band of bandits.

"What a shame. Those four still got away..." the scar-faced man thought with regret.

They had originally targeted the four ordinary people, but two martial artists had appeared midway and tried to make them release the group.

Under normal circumstances, the scar-faced man would not have wanted to provoke such experts.

But winter was approaching. Without enough food, none of them would survive. Whether for his brothers or others, they needed sufficient supplies to keep more people alive.

"Boss… there's still a child here..." a thin man suddenly cried out.

They had found a little girl sleeping under a tree. She looked as delicate as a porcelain doll, completely untouched by the filth and chaos of the world.

She was the child the two "heroes" had been protecting.

"Kill her," the scar-faced man ordered coldly.

The others dared not disobey. Someone stepped forward with a blade, reluctance flickering in his numb eyes, but he still swung down without hesitation.

Just as blood was about to splatter, the little girl opened her eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

They held no emotion whatsoever.

The moment they opened, color drained from the surroundings, leaving only black-and-white ink-wash tones.

The descending blade halted inches from the girl's face, unable to advance even half a step. Everyone remained frozen in their original positions. Time itself seemed to have stopped.

When everything returned to normal, the scar-faced man witnessed the most horrifying scene.

The dozen or so brothers surrounding the little girl had transformed into withered, aged corpses lying on the ground. The terrifying sight sent a chill through the scar-faced man. He screamed in terror.

"Monster… It's a monster!"

This scene completely surpassed his understanding. The surviving bandits around him panicked and turned to flee.

As they tried to escape, they suddenly saw a white-clothed man appear like a ghost, moving with the wind.

"To be born with mastery over the laws of life and death—truly rare," the white-clothed man murmured. He was Su Chen. He had rushed over the moment he sensed the disturbance.

Innate mastery over the laws of life and death was an extremely rare talent even in the Heavenly Gang Immortal Domain. Such a heaven-defying prodigy appeared only once every few eras and had a slim chance of becoming an immortal.

Yet such a genius had appeared in this lower realm with thin spiritual Qi.

The scar-faced man discovered in horror that his body could no longer move.

In the next second, as if melting like snow, he and the others vanished neatly from the spot.

Su Chen looked at the little girl, who appeared to be seven or eight years old.

Her cold, indifferent eyes turned toward him, now filled with vigilance.

This person was very dangerous!

"Rest assured, I mean you no harm," Su Chen said with a gentle expression as he looked at the vigilant little girl.

Good. She was not some old monster reincarnated.

Sensing the goodwill Su Chen released, the wariness in the little girl's eyes gradually faded. Her face showed exhaustion. Leaning against the dead tree, she fell asleep directly.

Su Chen murmured, "The source of life and death is incomplete. She is not the offspring of a supreme deity… Yet a variable has truly appeared in this lower realm. Very well. Consider this a good karmic connection."

With his current comprehension and experience, even if he could not achieve immortality through the path of life and death, creating a cultivation method that led straight to the Emperor Lord realm was not difficult.

Su Chen pointed casually.

In her sleep, the little girl felt countless profound and obscure memories appear in her mind. The uncontrolled power of life and death slowly merged with her small body as she sank deeper into slumber.

Su Chen had not given her a technique that led directly to the Emperor Lord level. The method he created could only be cultivated up to the Nirvana realm. The path beyond that, she would have to walk on her own.

Success would bring limitless prospects. Failure would mean death and the end of her Dao.

To Su Chen, this was merely an interesting encounter. He had casually granted her an opportunity. If it bore fruit in the future, that would be ideal. If not, there was no loss.

In a hazy daze, Gongsun Ling sensed the figure of a mysterious young man growing fainter in her mind, leaving only one sentence echoing:

"If you can reach the end, the next time we meet, I will not mind granting you another great fortune."

Su Chen casually set up a protective array to guard Gongsun Ling through her final transformation, then left directly. His cultivation had already broken through to the Spirit Gathering realm. With Spirit Gathering realm strength, he could employ many techniques. He was now unrivaled in the mortal world and feared nothing.

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"Lord… something terrible has happened!"

Inside a dimly lit, luxurious palace filled with antique elegance, beautiful women danced and sang. At the highest seat sat a shifty-eyed man with a greedy green glint in his eyes. He held a scantily clad woman in his arms.

Accompanied by a panicked voice, a bloodied soldier burst through the doors and stumbled inside. The scene startled the surrounding beauties. The air in the hall froze.

The smile on the face of the man seated above slowly disappeared. Everyone in the great hall fell silent, not daring to make a sound.

The intruding soldier spoke in terror, "My lord, someone has broken in! The soldiers cannot hold them back, and even the experts we raised are no match for him!"

Before he could finish, the soldier touched his neck. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face as he stared at the so-called "lord."

Blood sprayed. A pitch-black dagger appeared in the shifty-eyed man's hand. Fresh blood still clung to the blade, but within a few breaths, it vanished completely as if it had never existed.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

The shifty-eyed man was one of the Twelve Divine Artifact Envoys of the Great Yin Dynasty. He wielded the Nether Erosion Fang and guarded a vast territory for the dynasty.

He narrowed his eyes.

At the open entrance of the hall, a striking white figure slowly walked in. His shadow stretched endlessly behind him...

Chapter 350: The Main God Space (Part 6)

The Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy stared at the white-clothed youth who had appeared. Not a speck of dust marred his clothes.

He narrowed his eyes.

"I didn't expect the Great Yin Dynasty to produce someone like you. So young, yet you've already reached the Grandmaster realm."

Within the Great Yin Dynasty, the martial path was divided into three realms: Postnatal, Innate, and Grandmaster.

These roughly corresponded to the Spirit Awakening, Spirit Gathering, and Spirit Vein realms in proper cultivation.

Even so, their so-called Grandmaster was far inferior to the true Spirit Vein realm.

The Nether Mansion had no shortage of Innate realm guest elders, yet none could threaten the youth before him. Only a legendary Grandmaster could manage that.

The entire Great Yin Dynasty had fewer than ten Grandmaster experts.

The Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy pushed aside the woman in his arms and limped down from the high platform.

"I'll give you a chance. If you submit to this marquis, I can overlook the ants you killed."

He descended the stairs, looked up at the tall figure, and revealed a cold, bloodthirsty smile. "If you refuse, your head will hang in this hall."

Under the dim lighting, following his gaze upward revealed numerous terrified heads mounted at the top of the hall. The Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy had tortured them in the most brutal ways, preserving their final moments of agony.

The gloomy hall sent chills down one's spine.

The Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy smiled at the youth before him.

"You have three seconds to interest me. If you do, I'll consider leaving you with an intact corpse."

His expression turned icy.

A Grandmaster? So what?

In front of a divine artifact, even a Grandmaster could be slain.

In an instant, the Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy thrust out several rapid strikes.

What horrified him was that each thrust clearly landed on the youth's body, yet felt as if it had struck empty air.

Unwilling to accept it, he attacked dozens more times, but could not harm the youth in the slightest.

"Three seconds are up."

The Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy tried to retreat, but it was already too late. He saw the mysterious youth extend one hand and slap down lightly.

It was like swatting a fly.

The Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy's consciousness vanished.

Su Chen toyed with the dagger in his hand. It was pitch black, with a blade patterned like rat teeth and a dark crystal embedded in the hilt.

It was a middle-grade magical artifact.

Su Chen glanced at the display panel. The collection progress for the twelve divine artifacts had gone from 0 to 1.

He swept his gaze over the Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy, who had been slapped to death and completely drained dry.

Su Chen left the palace directly and headed to the next location.

Not long after Su Chen departed, a blood-clothed youth arrived at the scene. He was surprised to find the place empty, with only scattered armor and broken weapons remaining. Not a single corpse could be seen.

"Someone got here first," the blood-clothed youth muttered, a trace of interest flashing in his eyes.

He entered the hall. Apart from a group of women who had lost their minds, everyone else had died cleanly. Not even a full corpse remained, and one of the twelve divine artifacts—the Nether Erosion Fang—had vanished. This confirmed that the killer was also from the Main God Space.

"To possess strength comparable to the seventh layer of Spirit Vein or higher in such a short time… He probably came from some major world, just like me, and entered the Main God Space due to special circumstances."

The blood-clothed youth smelled prey. In his heart, he had already sentenced to death the person who had stolen his intended spoils.

These points would belong to him alone.

What surprised him, however, was that no matter how he tortured the women, none of them knew who had killed the Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy. They did not even know the killer's appearance, or whether the person was male or female.

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News of the Nether Erosion Divine Artifact Envoy's death spread quickly, along with the disappearance of his divine artifact.

The entire Great Yin Dynasty was shaken.

Before people could recover from the shock, reports of more deaths followed: the Profound Mountain Divine Artifact Envoy, the Soul Cracking Divine Artifact Envoy… One after another, the divine artifact envoys fell.

Half of the Twelve Divine Artifact Envoys died in quick succession.

The remaining envoys soon realized someone was hunting them. Anyone who traveled alone would die.

They had no choice but to gather together for safety and head to the capital.

"That was a wise decision," Su Chen thought with approval upon learning that the surviving envoys had all assembled in the capital.

How considerate. He no longer needed to travel across the land searching for them one by one. With everyone gathered in one place, it would be much easier to finish them all at once.

Su Chen set off for the royal capital.

On the other side, within the capital, the remaining six divine artifact envoys had gathered, along with the blood-clothed youth.

After arriving late at several locations, the blood-clothed youth had a sudden idea: why not reach the capital first and wait for the person behind the killings to walk into his trap?

He arrived and, relying on his strength, easily became the Grand Preceptor of the Great Yin Dynasty.

At the same time, he learned the secrets of this world.

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Su Chen headed straight for the Great Yin royal capital. In just a few days, he arrived at the imperial palace.

"It's him! He has finally shown himself!"

The moment Su Chen strode openly into the palace, the news reached the remaining six divine artifact envoys.

Thousands of soldiers surged forward and surrounded him. These soldiers were well-equipped, but their faces were dark and their eyes bloodthirsty. Each possessed considerable strength, comparable to Postnatal realm experts in the martial world. As they moved, they formed a terrifying military array filled with roars of tigers and dragons—an array that did not belong to this world and could allow them to surround and kill even a Spirit Vein realm expert.

Six figures appeared together, each holding a fearsome weapon. They occupied six different positions outside the array and stared coldly at Su Chen, as if he were already a dead man.

They expected the ambushed youth to look terrified.

Instead, the young man remained perfectly calm.

"Gathering together saves me quite a few extra steps."

A burly middle-aged man holding a long halberd coiled with a black dragon shouted, "You thief! You're on the brink of death and still dare to act so arrogantly!"

Black lightning filled the sky.

Su Chen smiled.

With a casual wave of his hand, black qi swirled around him and spread in all directions.

Anyone touched by the black qi vanished instantly.

A bolt of lightning tore through the black current as the burly man wielding the halberd charged forward.

Su Chen simply slapped out lightly with his palm.

In the eyes of the other five divine artifact envoys, the Sky Vault Divine Artifact Envoy—who possessed the strongest offensive power—split apart and was devoured by the black qi.

All their careful preparations and schemes looked laughably weak before absolute strength. A single light slap had resolved everything.

Four of the divine artifact envoys had already died at Su Chen's hands. Only the one with the strongest defense remained—the Mountain Suppressing Divine Artifact Envoy. The once lofty envoy now curled up on the ground, covering his eyes and ears.

"Don't see me… Don't see me…"

He treated Su Chen like some terrifying monster.

When the sounds around him finally faded, the Mountain Suppressing Divine Artifact Envoy cautiously lowered his hands. He saw a familiar face.

Then he lost consciousness.

All twelve divine artifacts had fallen into Su Chen's hands.

Su Chen did not choose to return to the Main God Space. He looked toward the depths of the palace.

Someone there was scheming against him… and they were from the Main God Space?

Su Chen walked deeper into the palace.