Chapter 1309 - 525: Abyss Descends_2

"That Zhang Beixing is simply like the Child of Destiny."

"In just a few short years, he has become the ruler of the Three Realms."

"Now, he even wants to break through the barriers of the planes to conquer other worlds!"

"If this continues, the balance we created will be completely disrupted!"

Another man in a black robe slowly nodded.

"That boy’s potential seems to exceed our expectations."

"If we don’t find a way to stop him soon, the entire Primordial Chaos might fall into his hands!"

"But, what can we do?"

A woman furrowed her brows, her tone helpless.

"With his strength now, I’m afraid even Gods can’t do anything to him."

"We, as bystanders, are even more powerless..."

Everyone looked at each other, momentarily falling into silence.

It seemed they truly couldn’t find a good way to break the situation.

At this moment...

A cold voice suddenly resounded in the void.

"Ladies and gentlemen, don’t be so pessimistic."

The voice was ethereal and misty, seeming both far and close.

Yet it carried an inexplicable sense of authority.

"As long as the plan is proper, we can turn the situation around."

"End Zhang Beixing’s tyranny!"

Upon hearing the words, everyone was taken aback.

"Senior, do you... do you have any brilliant ideas?"

The elder in a white robe asked respectfully.

"I wouldn’t call it a brilliant idea."

The voice in the void spoke indifferently.

"I just have a thought..."

"Why don’t we go find that person."

"Which person?"

"There is only one person who can match him."

The voice spoke calmly, yet carried an inexplicable confidence.

"He is the ’Son of the Demon God’ whom we sealed those years ago."

The entire room was in uproar at these words.

Everyone looked at each other, incredulous.

"What? Son of the Demon God? That embodiment of evil?"

The elder in a white robe exclaimed in shock, his face pale.

"Senior, you... you’re not joking, are you?"

"I never joke about major matters."

The voice in the void remained calm as water.

"Although the Son of the Demon God is evil, his power is enough to rival Zhang Beixing."

"As long as we guide properly, we can let them both perish."

"At that time, we will take the chance to eliminate Zhang Beixing and support the Son of the Demon God."

"Wouldn’t this be a way to turn the tide?"

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

"Senior’s brilliant idea! Such a strategy is indeed a stroke of genius!"

The man in a black robe eagerly applauded, his eyes gleaming fervently.

"However, the Son of the Demon God has been sealed for a long time, how can we awaken him?"

The woman slightly furrowed her brows, a hint of worry in her tone.

"You don’t need to worry about this."

The mysterious voice rang out again.

"I have my own methods to bring him back to the light."

"By then, it will depend on Zhang Beixing’s fortune."

As the words fell, a piercing light suddenly appeared in the void.

It blinded everyone temporarily.

Once the light dissipated, the mysterious voice also vanished.

Only leaving the crowd in place, looking at each other.

"It seems the situation is about to change again."

The elder in a white robe murmured to himself, his expression complex.

He knew that this game had just started.

The road ahead was still long.

Meanwhile, in the depths of the endless void.

An ancient and eerie temple silently stood.

Surrounded by dark clouds pressing down, lightning flashing.

It carried an aura that chilled the heart.

This was the place where the Son of the Demon God was sealed years ago.

For countless years, no one had set foot here.

However, at this moment, a tall figure quietly appeared in front of the temple.

It was Zhang Beixing!

"Is this the ’Demon God Forbidden Land’? It’s quite an interesting place."

The young emperor looked around, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

For some reason, he always felt this place had some mysterious connection with him.

It was as if he was destined to come here.

[Host, stay alert. I sense an extremely powerful force lurking in this temple.]

[That force can even rival yours.]

[If accidentally disturbed, it could cause unimaginable trouble.]

"Is that so? Perfect, I want to see for myself."

Zhang Beixing sneered coldly, not caring at all.

Stride towards the temple, pushing open the rusty iron-covered doors.

Creak—

The piercing sound echoed in the empty hall.

Zhang Beixing’s figure gradually blended into the darkness.

[Not good! Host, quickly withdraw!]

The system suddenly warned loudly, with a tone of panic.

[I sense that force seems about to awaken!]

Zhang Beixing’s footsteps remained unmoved.

He still walked slowly forward, with a composed expression.

As if he had everything under control.

Finally, after walking the long corridor.

He arrived in a massive underground palace.

In the center of the palace, there was an altar emitting an eerie red light.

On the altar lay a jet-black skeleton.

The skeleton exuded black energy from head to toe, chilling to the bone.

"Is this... the Son of the Demon God?"

Zhang Beixing muttered to himself, his eyes flashing brightly.

He walked forward slowly and reached out to stroke the skeleton.

Instantly, a terrifying aura swept through his entire body.

It seemed intent on tearing his soul to pieces.

"Hiss—such powerful strength!"

Zhang Beixing gasped sharply, almost unable to stand steadily.

For the first time in his life, he felt such an intense sense of oppression.

Instead of retreating, he curled the corners of his mouth.

In his eyes, the fighting spirit burned even fiercer.

"Interesting. Who exactly are you, to make even me find it tricky?"

He stared at the skeleton before him and slowly uttered a sentence.

The next second...

The entire underground palace began to quake madly!

Countless dust and rubble fell from the ceiling.

The surrounding airflow started twisting frantically.

An even more terrifying power was surging wildly!

An earth-shattering roar exploded abruptly.

The skeleton suddenly sprang upright, emitting a dazzling red light.

A low, ethereal voice suddenly echoed within the palace.

"Who... who is calling me..."

The voice was ghostly, yet carried an inexplicable majesty.

It made one’s heart rate quicken.

The next moment, the skeleton unexpectedly moved.

Its pitch-black eyes suddenly opened.

Blood-red like the abyss.

Gazing in Zhang Beixing’s direction, it exuded a chilling evilness.

"Human... who are you... why are you here..."

The skeleton spoke slowly; its tone was eerie.

"Me?"

Zhang Beixing chuckled lightly, standing with hands behind his back.

Not taking the anomaly before him seriously at all.

"I am the king of this era, the creator of the Dark Empire."

"My name is Zhang Beixing. You’d better remember it."

As his words fell, a majestic aura instantly filled the entire space.

The skeleton’s pupils shrank slightly.

Seeming somewhat surprised by this human’s presence.

"Zhang Beixing... So that’s it..."

Its feeble body suddenly released a powerful aura.

Black energy surged, sweeping like tides.

"Since you’ve awakened me, then be ready for this..."

"Become the nourishment for my power and forever sink into oblivion!"

As the words fell, several pitch-black chains suddenly shot out.

In an instant, they firmly bound Zhang Beixing’s limbs!

"Mere confinement, trying to trap me?"

Zhang Beixing coldly snorted and broke free from the constraints.

His form moved like lightning, instantly arriving before the skeleton.

His five fingers curved like hooks, aimed straight for the throat.

"You are... too underestimating humans!"

Another earth-shattering roar sounded.

Two powerful forces fiercely clashed in the void.

Terrifying waves of energy overturned the entire underground palace.

Countless dust flew and scattered.

After a while...

As the smoke and dust cleared, the two figures became visible again.

Zhang Beixing remained composed and unmoved.

The Son of the Demon God, however, was forced back several steps.

From his mouth, a trickle of dark blood flowed.

"How could this be... Your power... Why is it so strong..."

The skeleton stared wide-eyed at Zhang Beixing, incredulous.

He, the dignified descendant of the Demon God, was retreating before this human?

"I said, I am the king of this era."

Zhang Beixing spoke calmly and quietly.

"A mere Son of the Demon God, worthy of fighting me?"

"Truly... laughable!"

With that, he suddenly extended his hand.

Buzz—

A brilliant beam of light burst from his palm.

It was his soul ultimate skill, Soul Devouring Power!

"What?!"

The skeleton’s expression changed, hastily unleashing all its power to resist.

The Soul Devouring Power, so terrifying.

In an instant, it crushed his defenses like dry twigs.

Directly assaulting the soul, beginning a frenzied devouring.

"Ah—!"

Piercing screams echoed above the underground palace.

The skeleton clutched its head in agony, trembling all over.

In face of Zhang Beixing’s power, he was utterly overpowered.

Wherever the Soul Devouring Power passed, all turned to nothing.

No space for any resistance.

"Stop... Spare me..."

The Son of the Demon God finally couldn’t resist and fell to his knees.