Immortality: My cultivation Has No Bottleneck Chapter 797: 287: Meeting of the Demon Ancestor in the Stone Coffin Sacred Place, Liang Sheng Steps in to Show Heroes! (Requesting Monthly Tickets!!!)

Stone Coffin Space.

A relentless slaughter unfolded between the elite talents of humanity and the Demon Clan, leaving the entire space saturated with the scent of blood and the cacophony of battle. Death’s grim presence permeated the air.

Suspended masterfully in the air, Zhou Shen observed, his role now confined to maintaining oversight of the unfolding chaos. The current trajectory of events aligned perfectly with his meticulously crafted plan, yet he remained acutely vigilant, unwilling to lower his guard.

He continued his intense scrutiny of the battlefield, absorbing every minute detail. Until Liang Sheng made his appearance, Zhou Shen knew that absoluting caution was paramount.

As moments stretched into an eternity, Zhou Shen’s complexion grew increasingly vibrant, his expression reflecting a satisfaction that far surpassed his initial expectations.

“It’s almost time!”

Indeed, the Human Heavenly Talents were experiencing an unparalleled surge of fortune, their luck reaching its Zenith. Each one of them possessed potential that dwarfed countless average cultivators. Since the Stone Coffin Space represented the third trial on the path of Heavenly Talents, it was only natural that the victors would reap substantial rewards, despite the current free-for-all.

Consequently, the strong were becoming even stronger. Though it appeared that numerous Human Heavenly Talents had met their demise, the apex cultivators among them emerged even more formidable after vanquishing their adversaries.

Had it not been for Zhou Shen’s timely interventions and strategic preparations, the Demon Clan’s predicament could have been far more dire.

Had the established rhythm of the previous Immortal Court competition persisted without disruption, one could only speculate on the future might of these Human Heavenly Talents.

Furthermore, many emperors within the Immortal Court had risen to prominence through precisely such competitive arenas.

Alas, in what could arguably be termed the most prosperous Golden Era, the ultimate fate of these Human Heavenly Talents was sealed within this very place. No further grand accomplishments awaited them.

This was because Zhou Shen had decreed that none of them would leave alive. This was the Stone Coffin Space, and as long as the heavens and earth remained neutral, he was confident in realizing the ultimate objective of his grand design.

Yet, as his gaze swept over the Human Heavenly Talents, a peculiar gentleness suffused his eyes. Ultimately, they would serve as instrumental contributors to the resurgence of the Demon Clan.

From Zhou Shen’s perspective, this was no less than an extraordinary honor. They were, in essence, making an immense sacrifice for the ascendancy of the Demon Clan.

Regardless of the sacrifices, the current outcome was a testament to the Demon Ancestor’s farsighted strategy. The seeds of their ancient machinations were finally beginning to sprout.

Zhou Shen’s gaze became distant, as if lost in a profound reverie of bygone eras, a faint, unconscious smile gracing his lips.

Meanwhile, on the chaotic battlefield, the ranks of the Demon Clan were also thinning as Human Heavenly Talents fell. At first glance, it was impossible to determine which side was incurring greater losses.

However, Zhou Shen remained utterly unfazed by this apparent parity. The Demon Clan forces, like resilient weeds, would inevitably flourish anew with the coming of spring.

Brought back to the present, Zhou Shen’s gaze returned to the scene within the Stone Coffin Space, his heart quickening with excitement as he took in the intensifying crimson hue spreading across the expanse.

Under these circumstances, even with the lingering apprehension regarding Liang Sheng’s hidden whereabouts, Zhou Shen felt compelled to momentarily set aside that concern and initiate the subsequent phase of his plan.

Through the perceptive reach of Zhou Shen’s divine sense, it was evident that the Demon Clan had sustained significantly heavier casualties than the Human Heavenly Talents. There were, of course, underlying reasons for this disparity.

In truth, were it not for the inherent boons offered by the Stone Coffin Space to the Demon Clan, and Zhou Shen’s prior exertion of his formidable abilities to augment their strength, they would have long since been routed.

Perceiving the opportune moment had arrived, Zhou Shen wasted no time. With deft movements, he began forming intricate hand seals. Within the confines of the Stone Coffin Space, a chorus of mournful wails arose, echoing ancient sorrows and drawing listeners into a disquieting trance.

Following this, a network of countless blood-red tendrils materialized, permeating the Stone Coffin Space. Utilizing each stone coffin as a nexus point, these tendrils interconnected, weaving an intricate and ominous pattern.

The Demon Clan and Human Heavenly Talents remained locked in their brutal engagement, their peripheral vision catching sight of this developing phenomenon. Yet, they were utterly consumed by their conflict, unable to divert their attention.

The vital essence and lingering energies of the fallen cultivators, both human and demon, began to be siphoned and circulated through the crimson threads. As this process intensified, the entire space gradually became suffused with an inexplicable, otherworldly aura.

A grin involuntarily spread across Zhou Shen’s face as he witnessed this. His most critical initial phase had been flawlessly executed.

The scheme was advancing without a hitch, and the danger posed by Liang Sheng appeared to have diminished. With his grand design continuing to unfurl, even if the Human Heavenly Talents were to surge in strength, they would no longer present any peril to him.

His current achievements surpassed his prior projections by a considerable margin. The plan, meticulously crafted over countless ages, was reaching its culmination through an unexpectedly delightful turn of events. Zhou Shen felt a deep sense of gratitude towards the heavens and earth for bestowing this second chance upon him.

Nevertheless, this development signaled the end of the Human Clan's long-held dominance over the world's luck. The era for the ascendance of the Demon Clan had finally dawned.

At that precise moment, Zhou Shen's gaze shot upwards towards the celestial expanse, his expression turning grave without conscious effort. This solemnity stemmed not from locating Liang Sheng, but from the emergence of a fresh predicament outside the confines of the Stone Coffin Space.

This unfolding scenario was also anticipated within Zhou Shen’s strategic foresight. Should the Human Sacred Land persist in their apathy towards the disturbance he had orchestrated, their destruction would be a just consequence.

However, he gave little heed to the defensive measures devised by his ancient adversary, the Human Sacred Land. By the time they had finally sensed the disturbance, it was unequivocally too late.

Perhaps their only recourse was anxious consternation. Indeed, under the influence of the Golden Era's Tianji, how could they dare to intervene?

Would they not court the Heavenly Thunder’s Retribution? While such an act might be manageable under ordinary conditions, with the Demon Clan now aligning themselves, they were compelled to weigh the potential repercussions with extreme caution.