All heavens, let's begin with the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power!

Chapter 130 The Demon Lord's Successor!

"Probably."

Yang An now has a slight understanding of what fate is all about.

Even legendary powerful beings and those with great supernatural abilities are treated as pawns, manipulated on the chessboard, powerless to resist. The Six Paths of Reincarnation is a typical example of this.

On the surface, there are six powerful figures in control, but who knows how many are secretly influenced by fate?

Even with the mark of the gods, he had to be careful to avoid being used as a pawn.

"If that doesn't work, then fight them all and kill them all!" Yang An's gaze was cold, adhering to the consistent thinking of the Heaven-Covering People, the Immortal People, and the Holy King People. Each of these three was more stubborn than the last.

What do you mean by fate playing tricks? It's just a matter of insufficient strength. If we had enough strength, we could easily have the other side write their own unofficial history.

He strolled to the Demon Tomb. Without the suppression of the Heavenly Court's boundary marker, the Demon Tomb was filled with surging demonic energy and dark clouds, as if the Nine Netherworlds had descended. Various strange phenomena appeared frequently, and some demonic disciples who approached, as well as plants, birds and beasts, were instantly transformed into demons by the pull of their energy.

Its power has increased exponentially, which is a disaster for a world with such limited exterior scenery.

But now, Yang Qingtian has arrived.

With a wave of his hand, the demonic energy was imprisoned and transformed into a ball of essence. The Hell Furnace was activated, refining the demonic energy on the spot. It could refine as much demonic energy as there was, without fear of being connected to the Nine Netherworlds.

The celestial fire burned fiercely, incinerating all that was strange and ominous. The dark clouds in the sky were also cleared away, leaving it pure and clear, like a piece of azure gemstone.

"A celestial being has descended to earth! A celestial being has descended to earth!"

Many people who witnessed this scene immediately knelt down, kowtowing and praying repeatedly, their expressions filled with emotion.

Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei, Qi Zhengyan, and others were also stunned. This almost divine performance purified all the demonic energy of heaven and earth. They wondered if the Dharma Body could do the same.

"No, no, this is clearly devouring."

Watching Yang An open his mouth and swallow the ball of demonic energy, Meng Qi couldn't help but feel like complaining.

"The immortals devoured the demons, which is called sealing, a story that has been passed down through the ages," Luo Shengyi said with great insight, his eyes filled with respect and admiration.

"That woman just now, was it Gu Xiaosang?" Qi Zhengyan, Zhang Yuanshan and others, who had dealt with that demoness in the world of Duoercha, changed their expressions. The other party had actually escaped from the hands of this senior expert who was at least half a step into the Dharma Body realm.

“The Eternal Mother, the Homeland of Emptiness, she is indeed the Holy Maiden of the Luo Sect. Such methods are almost divine intervention. With the favor of the Eternal Mother, her status in the sect may be higher than that of the Dharma King. Unlike previous Holy Maidens, this matter must be reported to all sects to prevent any accidents.” Jiang Zhiwei said solemnly.

There were several corpses at their feet. The demonic sect members were unlucky to have come and run into the arrival of the four major sects' divine weapons. It was like the divine weapons were unleashed. With their combined efforts, they easily took them down.

Jiang Zhiwei hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to stay since they had no grudge against her, but once she was certain that they were all evil beings, she killed them with her sword without hesitation.

The Chicken-Slaying Sword God is still exerting his power.

"Main quest three: explore the truth of the Demon Tomb. Now that our senior has gone, let's hurry up and catch up."

"A thousand merits, I've got them! From now on, when I drink porridge, I'll buy two bowls, drink one, and throw the other away. I'm rich!" Meng Qi said excitedly, eagerly following along.

“The monk has become greedy and foolish, he poured out a bowl, what a waste.” Qi Zhengyan spoke sparingly, but it made everyone burst into laughter.

"This is a meme, you guys don't understand."

Meng Qi grinned, this was a gesture that could be called a tribute.

The group of eight is still on its way.

Yang An gazed quietly at the statue before him. It was a dark and ancient golem with a light black background, three heads and six arms. Some of its faces were ferocious, some were hateful, and some were indifferent, all exuding a sinister demonic aura.

There was a dark, demonic mark between his eyebrows, resembling an eye, revealing evil and filth!

Of the six arms, some hold swords, some carry knives, some hold seals, some hold bottles, and some hold wheels.

The most striking hand was the one held in front of him, its palm nearly twice the size of the others, its nails like swords, extending three inches, and its back covered in deep black patterns, exuding a dizzying aura of eeriness, evil, depravity, and bloodshed, eliciting an unimaginable hatred.

I hate the heavens, I hate the earth, I hate human pleasure, I hate that things are not my own, I hate the troubles of cause and effect, I hate the cruelty of fate, and I hate that I haven't slaughtered enough!
"Demon Lord! Demon Emperor's Claw!"

Yang An reached out and shattered the image of the Demon Lord. His vast and powerful true energy swept over the Demon Emperor's claws.

Rumors circulate that the Demon Emperor's Claw on this Demon Lord statue may be the true peerless divine weapon, the most filthy Demon Emperor's Claw. Legend has it that divine weapons are unique in all realms and project into all heavens, let alone peerless divine weapons at the level of the Other Shore.

Theoretically, this is indeed possible.

Unfortunately, wherever Yang An's true energy passed, the Demon Emperor's claw turned to dust, leaving not a trace, with only a wisp of demonic energy at the outer realm level leaking out.

“The projections of the heavens appear both real and unreal.”

Yang An stared intently, certain that the items in this Demon Tomb world were special and indeed involved the real world. However, once he obtained them, things were not so certain. The will of Heaven could change things from real to fake and from fake to real with a single thought.

The will of Heaven is unpredictable; such is the way it is.

It's hard to say what one can gain from this.

He stepped into the Demon Tomb and swept his divine sense over it. There was the essence of the Divine Firmament Thunder Spear and a pool of blood that seemed to be formed from the blood of the Demon Lord. However, when Yang An tried to refine it, it was like a mirage, and he gained nothing. It was not even as good as the main material of the Divine Weapon.

His gaze quickly settled on a stone door formed of demonic energy. His eyes darkened slightly, and he stepped inside. "Rumble!!"

The changes then became apparent, and a vast, ancient scene unfolded before Yang An's eyes.

The gates of the Nine Netherworlds opened wide, and countless demons appeared, launching an attack on the Nine Heavens under the leadership of the Demon Lord. The Demon Emperor's Claws, fierce and vicious, reappeared, truly revealing boundless ferocity and the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

With a single claw strike, it seemed capable of tearing apart the endless heavens and sending everything plummeting into the deepest abyss.

The endless multiverse, before this claw, cried out in despair, withered and perished, as if the end of the world had arrived, and countless immortals and gods died tragically on the spot.

Confronting it was a pair of cold, indifferent eyes hanging high in the heavens, and a great seal descending.

This is the Demon Lord's attack on Heaven!

“The Nine Netherworld is on par with the Real World, and even more wondrous. It can empower the strong to become pseudo-Other Shores, but only two of them have actually reached the Other Shore!” Yang An observed quietly, the information flashing through his mind.

One is the Demon Emperor, the king of the Nine Netherworld Demons. He attained enlightenment in the primordial era, but was severely injured by the Daoist Master. He fled back to the Nine Netherworld and before his death, he cast seven great demonic curses to curse all things, thus forging the Demon Emperor Claw, a divine weapon of the other shore.

The second is the Demon Lord, who was originally an ordinary demon from the Nine Netherworlds. After inheriting the Demon Emperor's Claw, he cultivated successfully and, with the help of Ananda, who was also the Thunder God, broke through to the other shore. However, he blindly trusted others and attacked the heavens as soon as he entered the other shore.

The consequences were obvious: he was beaten to death on the spot by the Heavenly Emperor.

As expected, the Demon Lord fell, struck by the Heavenly Seal and perished on the spot. Afterwards, lightning struck down, erasing everything!
"You're late."

A figure appeared, ancient and venerable, with demonic thoughts that lingered and an air of resentment.

The afterimage of the Demon Lord appeared at this moment, his face pale and evil, not much different from an ordinary person. The moment his gaze fell on Yang An, it was as if the Nine Netherworlds opened up, and endless demons emerged, bringing about the end of the world and causing all living beings to wail in despair!
Yang An, however, remained remarkably calm, manifesting the Netherworld Spear, Netherworld Armor, Demon Wings, and Hell Furnace all around him.

Seemingly stimulated by the demonic energy of the Nine Netherworlds, the Spear of the Underworld and the Armor of the Underworld once again turned dark gold, and a chilling hellish aura erupted. The Demon Wings were like the deepest darkness in the universe, shrouding the sky.

Within the Hell Furnace, countless demons wailed, and gods trembled as all living beings were refined. The final calamity descended, revealing a scene of world destruction!
If anyone else saw Yang An like this, they would probably all think that he was a peerless demon who had come out of the Netherworld, with no difference in temperament.

"What a rising star, a supreme demon god!" The demon lord's afterimage's expression changed instantly, revealing admiration. His feet trod on the boundless hell, causing ten thousand demons to wail, making him even more demonic than any evil demon!

"Are you willing to accept my inheritance and take control of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?"

The Demon Lord was greatly moved. He could see the Nine Netherworlds' favor towards him, which was almost tangible. "Whatever you wish for, nothing is impossible!"

The evil produced by the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power, tainted by hell, seems to have been recognized by the world before them.

This is not surprising. The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts can seize the authority of the Nine Netherworlds through transformation, so why can't the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force do the same? It is even more omnipotent and all-powerful, with the great power of the gods, making all wishes come true.

"I am the descendant of the gods, and the Nine Netherworlds can only submit to me!" Yang An's gaze was sharp and uncompromising. "You hand over the inheritance to me, and I will give the Nine Netherworld demons a way out!"

"it is good!"

The Demon Lord ignored Yang An's tone; whether he acknowledged him or not was irrelevant, but the Nine Netherworlds needed an emperor!

There is no one more suitable than the person in front of me.

He created the Demon Realm from the void. The Demon Lord was originally an ordinary demon from the Nine Netherworlds. He cared more about him than many powerful beings who used the Nine Netherworlds to set up their schemes.

In Yang An, the Demon Lord glimpsed a profound demonic intent that surpassed the Nine Netherworlds, and even more so, the majestic will of a deity that swept away everything and was omnipotent!

Whether it's a demon, a human, or a god, handing over the inheritance to the other party is the best choice. The Demon Lord smiled on his pale, evil face, flicked his finger, and a stream of light fell into Yang An's body.

"Gods and demons are one and the same!"

Yang An remained unmoved by his words, his expression calm and natural. "Whether they are gods or demons, they must all submit to me!"

God is not his identity, nor is demon!

Without such will, how can one rise above the gods?

"Boom!"

After Yang An received the Demon Lord's inheritance, the Demon Tomb experienced a large-scale collapse.

Meng Qi, Jiang Zhiwei, and others followed closely behind, exploring within for a long time and uncovering many truths. The timelines of the two groups seemed to differ, until now, the Demon Tomb has been destroyed, and an apocalypse has descended.

"Main Quest Three: Explore the truth of the Demon Tomb. Upon completion of the quest, destroy the Demon Tomb for an extra reward, double your merit points, and return immediately."

"What did Boss Yang An do?!" Meng Qi looked up suddenly, his expression one of surprise and bewilderment, as if a pie had fallen from the sky and landed on his head.

Before anyone else could speak, they all vanished in a flash, returning to the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

All that remained was the ever-decaying demonic tomb. Finally, in the eyes of outsiders at Fengyun Manor, the void completely collapsed, and along with the immortals and gods, the sacred mountain of the demonic sect vanished without a trace.

What happened in the end?

Upon entering the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Meng Qi became wary and worried. The Demon Tomb involved the Demon Lord, the Heavenly Court, and so on. He hoped that Senior Yang An would not be trapped there, as he still wanted to return home through the other party.

(End of this chapter)