Free Web NovelChapter 237: Chapter 236: Tit for Tat
"Hm?"
Extreme frowned slightly. He turned to face the young man who had just emerged from the void. The man’s human form was clean and sharp. A sword scabbard hung at his waist. His eagle-like eyes first swept over the tall Enlightenment Fruit Tree before slowly settling on Extreme, piercing him with their gaze.
’A Chosen One from the Human Race?’
’No, he has a thick Demon Race aura, and even a trace of a Demon Emperor’s aura. It feels faintly familiar...’
At this thought, Extreme’s eyes widened. "You’re Feng, the Celestial Chosen Demon from Cold Heaven Cliff?"
Although he couldn’t leave Northern Boundary Mountain, he still heard plenty of news from the outside world through the tribes—news like the War for the Human Race ancestral legacy in North Sea Palace, the defensive War of the North Snow Tribe, and one of the most important reports: Feng had been killed by Hill.
Even with the remnant soul of Demon Emperor Kun fused into his body, he wasn’t completely without fear. In fact, some of the Chosen Ones posed a considerable threat to him.
Feng was one of the greatest threats, perhaps even more dangerous than Hill.
It was said that Feng had mastered numerous Secret Techniques from ancient times. He could even use special methods to help the Demon Race of Cold Heaven Cliff raise their cultivation Realms, allowing them to reach their peak in a short period and nearly annihilate the North Snow Tribe.
’How could an ordinary person know Secret Techniques from an ancient era?’
In the memories Extreme had devoured, it was clearly described that Feng’s real name was Feng Li. He was the number one genius of the Kunlun Demon Clan from the Ancestral Realm. And the Great Demon now leading the entire Kunlun Demon Clan was none other than the ancient Demon Emperor, Chen!
He never would have thought that while other Demon Emperors were still desperately searching for ways to revive, this one had already reincarnated and resurrected. He had even secured a favorable position from which to continuously recover his strength, all with the intention of annexing the Human Race Ancestral Realm.
This Chen was no ordinary Great Demon. Even among Demon Emperors, he was of the exceptionally tyrannical sort. If he set his sights on the resources of the Northern Boundary, he would never let them go easily.
Therefore, Feng must have received many assurances from Chen before his departure. Even if Chen was a recently reincarnated Demon Emperor with still-weak powers, the depth of his soul was not to be underestimated.
’And now, it seems I was right. The Feng he sent has actually come back from the dead?!’
Shaken, Extreme strode out from the area around the Enlightenment Fruit Tree. The gale at his back subsided, but the aura emanating from him surged, clashing directly with Feng’s. "How did you survive?"
It was true that Feng was tainted with some of Demon Emperor Cang’s aura, and his own Realm had reached the Dao Forging Jade Sinew Realm, giving him a menacing presence.
’But in reality, when it comes to the foundation of our Realms alone, I still have the upper hand. The main thing I need to guard against is the method he used to return from the dead.’
’I’ve never heard of Cold Heaven Cliff having such Treasures of Heaven and Earth... No, wait, I think they actually do.’
’The Cold Heaven Stele?!’
Suddenly, a thought shot through Extreme’s mind like a bolt of thunder. His pupils trembled as he asked in disbelief, "You refined the Cold Heaven Stele?!"
Ever since Spirit Charm began to wither, rumors had circulated in the Northern Boundary that the Cold Heaven Stele of Cold Heaven Cliff could restore life. As a result, generations of the Demon Race from Cold Heaven Cliff had strived to leave their names on it.
Who wouldn’t want a way to save their own life? Especially in this era of dwindling Spirit Charm, where life was as worthless as straw, they cherished their own lives all the more.
Over tens of thousands of years, countless names of Witch Priestesses, Leaders, and Warriors had been carved onto the Cold Heaven Stele. Even the names of dozens of Celestial Chosen Demons were engraved upon it.
Even though no one had ever actually been resurrected, the legend lived on. Having one’s name on the Cold Heaven Stele gradually became the greatest honor for the Demon Race of Cold Heaven Cliff.
But now it seemed the legend was true. The Cold Heaven Stele really could bring someone back to life.
Extreme wasn’t overly surprised by this. He knew a few things about the Cold Heaven Stele’s origins. It was a Spiritual Treasure left behind by the Demon Emperor Cang after his fall, a treasure that held a world within.
What did surprise him, however, was that Cang would surely have used such a fantastic treasure to resurrect himself. How could he have let Feng reap the rewards?
The Demon Emperor aura now clinging to Feng was none other than Cang’s!
He had completely plundered Cang’s legacy, and might have even refined the remnant soul that was hiding in the Cold Heaven Stele, waiting to be revived, making it his own!
At this thought, Extreme’s eyes narrowed. He stared at the handsome, human-shaped Feng as if facing a formidable enemy, the Demon Race bloodline of Kun within him churning wildly.
’Someone connected to Demon Emperor Chen won’t be easy to kill.’
"Oh? It seems you know a great deal about the affairs of the Northern Boundary," Feng said, his expression calm as his icy gaze met Extreme’s head-on. "To even know that the Cold Heaven Stele can truly bring people back to life."
’I’m slightly surprised, but after sensing that surging Demon Emperor aura, I know this person is no longer purely the Celestial Chosen Demon, Extreme.’
’His original soul and consciousness have probably been refined away, and the one now in complete control of the body is Kun, the Demon Emperor of the Northern Lands.’
Before he came to the Northern Boundary, Lord Chen had already anticipated certain situations and instructed him on how to respond. Encountering a situation like this wasn’t too difficult to handle.
Before the Northern Boundary was shattered, it was called the Northern Lands. The native Demon Emperor here was Kun. Lord Chen had said that Kun’s True Form was immense and his Life Force tenacious; he wouldn’t die so easily. He was undoubtedly hiding somewhere, plotting his revival, so occupying the body of a Chosen One was highly probable.
Moreover, the number of Demon Emperor-related Secret Realms that had appeared on Blue Star was often an indicator of how many Demon Emperors hadn’t been completely wiped out.
For instance, a Medium-sized Secret Realm in the Northern Wilderness caused the original Wolf Race’s Demonization into the North Snow Wolf Clan. The fact that its legacy remained intact meant that its Demon Emperor hadn’t been fully destroyed.
’But I heard Jiang Qiu plundered the legacy later. That Demon Emperor is most likely dead for good now.’
’But this method of revival is extremely crude and relies heavily on luck. One has to endure the erosion of ages for the slim chance of finding a suitable successor. It’s truly a method for lesser Demon Emperors.’
’A truly top-tier Demon Emperor should be like Lord Chen, arranging a method of reincarnation to build a perfect foundation, making it easier to recover their peak strength in the future and even break through the shackles of their Realm to reach the other shore of the Great Dao.’
’Unfortunately, that bastard Jiang Qiu interfered. Now, Lord Chen’s recovery speed has been drastically reduced. He won’t be able to break through the final shackles of his Realm and needs to complete his Great Dao...’
Recalling this, Feng snorted coldly. A murderous glint flared in his eyes as he thought to himself, ’If I see Jiang Qiu, I’ll tear him to shreds and complete the second task Lord Chen gave me.’
His killing intent toward Jiang Qiu wasn’t just for Lord Chen’s sake; it was also because Jiang Qiu had killed him at the North Snow Tribe three years ago.
He had built up great momentum, only for it to be cut short by Jiang Qiu upon his return from North Sea Palace.
He had been forced to sacrifice the remnant souls of the Demon Race that had clung to the Cold Heaven Stele for tens of thousands of years, as well as the remnant soul of Cang that had been lying in wait, just to be revived.
How could he not want to kill Jiang Qiu?
’But it looks like Jiang Qiu hasn’t made it to this Northern Boundary Peak yet. For now, I’ll slaughter this Extreme, devour the Enlightenment Fruit, and kill Jiang Qiu after I leave the Secret Realm!’
