Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

Looking around, there were no enemies.

They couldn't even sense the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy.

This space was deathly silent, as if it were a chaotic land forgotten by the great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Chen Fan raised his head and looked around. What met his eyes was not the dark and narrow space of the underground ruins, but an endless starry sky!

Beneath their feet lay a massive meteorite emitting a faint glow, while all around them lay a dazzling and profound cosmic river.

Just then, the golden bowl that had been radiating golden light in his arms suddenly trembled slightly, and then the light completely subsided, returning to its original simple and unadorned appearance.

Chen Fan felt a chill run down his spine.

"Smack."

At that moment, an extremely faint strange sound echoed in the silent starry sky.

Chen Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously gripped Eleven tightly, his gaze snapping to a void hundreds of feet ahead.

"Buzz..."

Suddenly, the starry sky ahead began to ripple violently like waves, and the originally brilliant starlight was forcefully pushed aside by an extremely domineering force.

Immediately afterwards, endless black demonic energy surged out of that distorted space like a flood bursting its banks!

This demonic energy is of the same origin as the aura emanating from the ancient demon's body bound by chains beneath the altar, but it is less violent and more profound and vast, having withstood the test of countless ages.

Amidst the churning demonic energy, an imposing phantom slowly coalesced in the starry sky.

He was a tall man clad in ancient armor, standing with his hands behind his back, his feet resting on the Milky Way, his long, purplish-black hair moving without wind.

Although his face was somewhat blurred, his exposed eyes were like two bottomless black holes in the universe, exuding an unparalleled domineering aura that looked down upon all ages and looked down upon all living beings!

What made Chen Fan feel suffocated the most was that there were nine purplish-black star-like dots flashing between the eyebrows of this man's phantom!

The nine stars are arranged in a ring, each seemingly containing a vast world within it, radiating a powerful pressure that makes one's soul tremble.

"Still alive... no... a remnant soul..."

Chen Fan inwardly gasped.

Although this was just a remnant soul, the aura emanating from it was many times stronger than that of the Fire Source itself! In front of this phantom, Chen Fan even had the illusion that he was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

"Junior, you seem very nervous."

A vast, deep voice, seemingly emanating from ancient times, resounded loudly in Chen Fan's mind.

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried an inviolable power of rules, causing the fusion of immortal and demonic power within him to momentarily freeze.

Chen Fan didn't speak, but silently protected his body with the three gates of intent, staring intently at the illusory figure!

He knew all too well that any rash action against an existence of this caliber would be tantamount to suicide.

"Don't be afraid. If I want to kill you, your immortal artifact won't be able to protect you."

The illusory figure spoke calmly, his gaze seemingly piercing through Chen Fan's flesh and blood, directly seeing the golden bowl in his arms.

Upon hearing this, Chen Fan's heart skipped a beat.

The golden bowl was his biggest trump card and his greatest reliance all the way, yet the other party saw through it at a glance!

"Who is this senior?" Chen Fan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the tremor in his heart, and asked in a cold and hard voice.

My name is Rosa.

The phantom spoke arrogantly, and as soon as it uttered those two words, the surrounding starry sky seemed unable to bear the weight of the name, letting out a mournful cry of unbearable burden.

"Luo Sha..." Chen Fan searched his mind rapidly, but there was no record of this name in either the ancient books of Tiannan Star or the memories of the old monsters whose souls he had searched.

"It's normal that you don't know my name. When I roamed the star fields, this world of yours was nothing but an uncivilized wilderness."

Rosa's remnant soul seemed to see through Chen Fan's thoughts, his tone carrying a hint of arrogant disdain for eternity.

"There is a very interesting power within you. The fusion of immortality and demon... In countless eras, this is the first time I have ever seen a madman who dares to walk this path."

Rosa's gaze fell on Chen Fan, a hint of admiration flashing in his deep eyes. "Moreover, the fact that you were able to be actively drawn here by that immortal artifact with your Nascent Soul stage cultivation is enough to prove that your luck and destiny are both top-notch."

"You are qualified to inherit the mantle of my ancient demon clan."

inherited?

Upon hearing those two words, Chen Fan's pupils contracted slightly.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, upon hearing that an ancient powerhouse of this level was about to bestow a legacy, they would probably be overjoyed and immediately bow down in worship.

But who is Chen Fan?

He is a ruthless man who has crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood step by step, and he believes that there is no such thing as a free lunch!

The Fire Source True Body just tricked him into going out to his death under the guise of inheriting the mantle, and now there's another ancient demon inheritance.

"I appreciate your kindness, senior. However, I am of dull and dull aptitude and I am afraid I am not up to the task."

Chen Fan refused without hesitation, his tone calm: "If you, senior, could have the mercy to show me a way out of this space, I would be eternally grateful."

It's important to understand that inheritance often comes with unimaginable causes and crises. Chen Fan only wants to leave this place now and find the Mirror of Reincarnation; he has no intention of causing any further trouble.

"A way out?"

Upon hearing this, Rosa suddenly burst into deafening laughter.

"Hahaha! Kid, you're cautious, but in the face of absolute power, your caution is meaningless."

Rosa's laughter abruptly ceased, and an overwhelmingly domineering pressure instantly enveloped Chen Fan.

"Do you think you can refuse the legacy of this venerable one? Once you step into this place, there is no turning back!"

"Either accept the inheritance, live on, and soar to the heavens! Or fail in the inheritance, perish both body and soul, and become a speck of dust in this starry sky!"

Rosa's words were cold and ruthless, leaving no room for negotiation.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Fan's face turned ashen.

Judging from his demeanor, he's already been dragged into this mess, and it won't be so easy for him to get out of here!

"May I ask, senior, what does this inheritance require?" Chen Fan asked through gritted teeth, lost in thought.

"Does this mean you've agreed?"

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Rosa's eyes as he slowly said, "The inheritance of our ancient demon race can only be obtained by those with great perseverance, great wisdom, and great ruthlessness. Before inheriting it, you must undergo trials of three major stages!"

"These three challenges are: formation, comprehension, and demonic heart!"

"Formation tests your deduction and foundation; comprehension tests your harmony with the laws of heaven and earth; and the demonic heart tests whether you are qualified to withstand the supreme demonic intent of my ancient demon race!"

"If you pass these three trials, you will become my successor. If you fail, you will die!"