I Became Invincible After Sweeping The Floor For 70 Years Chapter 879 -: Acknowledge Master

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Qin Chen thwarted the chaotic demon kings' attempt to summon the Blood Spirit God. After they failed, Qin Chen unleashed his Green Lotus Demonic Flame, incinerating the demon kings. In a last act of defiance, some demon kings attempted to self-detonate, but Qin Chen countered their attacks, ultimately destroying them all.

Being souls from the outset, it was naturally impossible for them to leave anything behind. Their very bodies would have been reduced to ashes.

This was a testament to Qin Chen’s formidable power.

The Green Lotus Demonic Flame, a legacy from a great emperor of the demon race, was likely an entity against which nothing in existence could possibly stand.

The chaotic demon king who had first launched an attack met the most tragic end, precisely because the Green Lotus Demonic Flame resided in close proximity to Qin Chen’s primordial spirit.

His intention was to possess Qin Chen’s body, but instead, he was unequivocally sent on his path to the netherworld.

“You must have wrought considerable havoc by establishing this wretched Lingyuan Temple in this place. Based on this offense alone, it is entirely just and proper to eliminate you and uphold the sanctity of the Dao.”

Almost without exception, the chaotic demon kings slumbering within this locale were masters of the demon race. Some had already faced extermination in the world beyond, and Qin Chen himself could not ascertain which particular demon race they belonged to.

“How utterly detestable!”

“To perish here, at the hands of a mere junior like you!”

“May your soul be scattered to the winds upon your demise!”

“To the abyss with you! I shall devour you!”

What astonished Qin Chen the most was the revelation that these chaotic demon kings maintained a connection with a Supreme being, an entity residing above the quasi-emperor realm.

This marked his very first encounter with a Supreme.

Could it be that certain Supremes had already reawakened?

According to ancient records, which bore similarities to the chronicles of numerous powerful clans, in epochs devoid of opportunities to attain the status of a great emperor, locating Supremes was an impossibility.

Currently, not a single Supreme had manifested in the world.

They were likely in a state of deep slumber; otherwise, the relentless flow of time would have depleted their power. Even a great emperor would succumb, unless they ascended to another Celestial Realm.

“It is regrettable that I gleaned no knowledge regarding the Supremes from them.”

Qin Chen harbored a sense of disappointment.

At the Supreme realm, even hundreds of quasi-emperors would be utterly incapable of inflicting harm.

Such was their immense power.

The obliteration of a cosmos was a trivial undertaking for them.

They possessed no interest in the affairs of this world.

Even their lineage had been severed, a deliberate act to preempt any attacks from other Supremes who might exploit the potent bonds of kinship.

“Consequently, the Supremes should not be able to recover their strength so swiftly.”

Naturally, another possibility existed: that something capable of captivating the Supremes had emerged, something intrinsically linked to the prospect of achieving great emperor status.

“My lord! I am willing to acknowledge you as my master!”

A voice suddenly resonated within Qin Chen’s mind. He turned his gaze and observed that while many chaotic demon kings had been annihilated, a select few had survived. These individuals had managed to muster the strength of their souls to erect shields, thereby resisting their demise and prolonging their existence.

“I possess knowledge of the Blood Spirit God! I shall impart it to you! I will reveal everything!”

The hunched old man could no longer contain the overwhelming fear within his heart. He dreaded death, and even more so, he dreaded being reduced to mere ash, disappearing without a trace.

“You scoundrel! You actually deigned to submit to him?”

“Do you truly believe you can escape annihilation? Preposterous!”

“Silence! Even if it means becoming a slave, I refuse to embrace death at this moment!” Daoist Eastern Wolf rebuked his former comrade.

“Esteemed sir, I still possess value to you… Please, grant me my life.”

Qin Chen’s response prompted Daoist Eastern Wolf to let out a hollow laugh.

“Are you not already gravely wounded? Soon, your primordial spirit shall collapse.”

“You need not concern yourself with such matters; the Eastern Wolf race possesses an ancestral talent that enables survival by forcibly diminishing one’s cultivation base.”

Indeed, the Greater World was replete with peculiar phenomena. To think that one of the chaotic demon kings could resort to destroying his cultivation to ensure his survival.

“If I keep him alive, I should be able to extract a substantial amount of information.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Qin Chen produced a mystical artifact for soul cultivators from his spatial inventory: the Dark Soul Wood. This item possessed the capability to fortify the primordial spirit and foster its nourishment.

“Very well, I shall accept you…”