Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start Chapter 1646: 441: Appearing in the World Again (Three Updat

Chapter 1646: Chapter 441: Appearing in the World Again (Three Updates of Ten Thousand Words, Please Subscribe!)_2

This was not considered good news to them.

However, it is worth ntioning that three thousand years after Gu Chen’s heart resud beating, his primordial soul appeared again, taking form within the sea of consciousness located at the center of his brow.

Yet, strangely, despite the resurrection of his primordial soul, Gu Chen still remained unconscious, trapped in slumber. Even Gu Qingyan was unable to awaken his spirit.

After prolonged deliberation, the three finally concluded—it was the origin that posed the problem!

The origin, even to soone as powerful as Gu Chen, was of utmost importance. Without its complete resurrection, even the return of his primordial soul could only leave him in a half-living, half-dead state, unable to fully awaken.

Though still anxious, Gu Qingyan and the others found joy in noticing that every day, the vitality within Gu Chen’s body grew stronger and more vibrant.

This signified that Gu Chen’s awakening was approaching and would not take much longer.

“Brother, you must wake up soon. We’re all waiting for you, and the thirty-thousand-year limit you spoke of is almost here. Less than three thousand years remain.” Gu Qingyan whispered softly as she sat beside Gu Chen.

Thus, five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye. The vitality within Gu Chen surged to an extre, so profound that even beings of the supre realm like Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, and Emperor Xia couldn’t help but be astounded.

Beside him, plants and trees grew incessantly, even taking on increasingly mystical qualities.

A re blade of ordinary grass, in just a brief mont, transford into a spiritual herb, bearing formidable dicinal properties.

This was rely the residual effect of the life force radiating from within Gu Chen’s body, a phenonon that left people marveling in disbelief.

“Why hasn’t he awakened yet?” Gu Qingyan asked, her voice tinged with urgency.

For now, the barrier between the yin and yang realms of the great cosmos had grown increasingly unstable. In various regions of the universe, faint traces of chilling, sinister energy intermittently erged.

Thankfully, no demonic beings had crossed the boundary, nor had forbidden zones of life begun to spread.

But Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, and Emperor Xia understood all too well that if the thirty-thousand-year limit was reached, considering the temperant of the Heavenly Court’s master Pei Yi, there was no chance he would initiate war with the Netherworld.

The nature of Nether demons would inevitably lead to the catastrophic deaths of countless living beings across the myriad worlds, filling the cosmos with rivers of blood and cries of despair.

If such a fate ca to pass, then the sacrifices made during the epochal battle twenty-seven thousand five hundred years ago by so many valiant mighty warriors would all be in vain!

Thus, another five hundred years stealthily slipped by, marking a total of ten thousand years since Gu Chen’s fall.

Ten thousand years—a veritable ocean has turned to dust. The cultivation world is no exception to the transformations wrought by ti, let alone the non-cultivating beings and those whose cultivation was insufficient.

Practically, the myriad worlds had entirely forgotten the Eternal Imperial Court that once reigned supre over all realms a millennium prior. Forgotten too was its lord—the one who had fiercely battled the patriarch of the Netherworld and forged countless divine miracles—the Eternal Sovereign, Gu Chen.

Now, in the eyes of the world, there was only the Heavenly Court and its so-called master, Pei Yi.

Over the course of endless ages, the Heavenly Court had steadily grown in strength, culminating in its peak glory, boasting five supre beings, including Qi Ling.

As for the master of the Heavenly Court, the so-called Supre of All Worlds, Pei Yi—no one knew to what extent he had cultivated after fusing the origin of myriad worlds.

On this day, Pei Yi, who had been secluded deep within Origin Island, suddenly opened his eyes. The corners of his mouth curled into a grim, bloodthirsty smile as he murmured to himself, “Found you at last.”

In the next mont, his spiritual energy rippled outward, reaching every corner. The entirety of the Heavenly Court moved in response.

In the span of re monts, one hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals convened, including those from the Primordial Realm, the Asking Dao Realm, and the five supre beings.

“Where is the Heavenly Court’s lord heading?”

People were awestruck by such an unprecedented display of power—a sight not seen in a millennium. They couldn’t help but wonder: Was this a declaration of war against the Netherworld? Why would the enigmatic Heavenly Court master, Pei Yi, appear in person?

Only the five supre beings knew their true purpose for setting forth!

Simultaneously, Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, and Emperor Xia, who dwelled in seclusion, sensed the impending catastrophe to co.

“It’s Pei Yi!”

In an instant, they identified the looming threat and its source.

Sure enough, the very next mont, the skies trembled and split open, revealing Pei Yi clad in dragon robes, crowned with an imperial diadem. Behind him stood five supre beings, followed by an unending sea of Heavenly Court troops radiating killing intent.

“Empress, it has been an eternity, a full ten thousand years. I’ve sought you so bitterly,” Pei Yi said with a faint smile, his expression serene.

The hundred-thousand-strong army stood behind him, their faces cold and silent, eyes fixed on Gu Qingyan’s group with piercing gazes.

Once, the Eternal Imperial Court possessed such an invincible army.

“A re imitation!” Bi Yu scoffed coldly.

Indeed, the present Heavenly Court was little more than a replica of the Eternal Imperial Court, devoid of distinction.

Pei Yi narrowed his eyes slightly at the comnt, his gaze briefly flashing with killing intent.

In that instant, Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, and Emperor Xia felt a chill within their hearts; it was clear that Pei Yi’s strength, having fused the origins of myriad worlds, had reached an awe-inspiring pinnacle!

“Now that I have appeared, surely the Empress and two forr colleagues are psychologically prepared?” Pei Yi asked with an insidious, grim smile.

“Prepared for what?” Bi Yu asked coldly.

Pei Yi replied indifferently, “To die, of course. Betraying the Upper Realm, colluding with the Netherworld before the epochal catastrophe—this is a cri punishable by death. Five Dominators, one hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals, heed my command: capture these traitors!”

“Heh, hahahaha!”

Upon hearing Pei Yi’s words, Bi Yu laughed aloud. Casting a mocking gaze toward Pei Yi, he sneered, “There’s no one here. Why bother keeping up your charade? Without the Eternal Imperial Court, where would you be today? I once thought you rely cold-hearted, but who would’ve imagined you were a hungry wolf with rebellion in your bones!”

“Insolence!”

Qi Ling stepped forward, pointing a finger at Bi Yu and scolding, “Watch your tongue before the supre Lord of the Heavenly Court!”

“What a fine lackey,” Emperor Xia remarked with a frosty sneer.

Suddenly, an eerie roar echoed throughout the cosmos, accompanied by an overwhelming surge of radiance. A brilliant divine sun descended from the distance, charging directly toward the battlefield.

“Pei Yi, today I will avenge the blood debt. Prepare yourself!”

A golden-haired man erged, unleashing a fist strike so dazzling it seed to illuminate the Eight Desolations and Six Directions.

It was Wu Tian, the long-vanished leader of the Golden Raven Clan!

“Fools! Do you think yourself worthy of challenging ?!”

Pei Yi’s expression darkened as he let out a cold snort. Instantly, the great cosmos jolted. A myriad of divine chains descended upon the world, their waves engulfing everything.

“Pfft!”

With rely this one blow, Gu Qingyan, Bi Yu, Wu Tian, and Emperor Xia were sent flying, vomiting blood, their bodies hurtling across countless miles, unable to resist the imnse power of Pei Yi fused with the origins of myriad worlds.

“Behold the might of your Emperor—supre, unparalleled, the one and only ruler of all existence!” Pei Yi proclaid loftily, his eyes gleaming with undisguised triumph.

For a mont, faced with his overwhelming power, Gu Qingyan and the others couldn’t help but feel their hearts sink.

They weren’t worried for themselves; they were concerned about the soon-to-awaken Gu Chen.

anwhile, unbeknownst to anyone, deep within the world, in the crypt chamber, Gu Chen—lying in his coffin—subtly moved his closed eyelids.

Silent for ten thousand years, the once Lord of the Eternal Imperial Court, supre ruler of countless worlds and strongest of epochs, finally stirred. Soon, he would awaken and return to the mortal plane!