Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 2122: 2122: Beginning to Refine and Assimilate the Primordial Demon World Origin

Yang Xiaotian shifted his gaze toward the Southern Border Demon Sect master and the surrounding onlookers. With a composed demeanor, he declared, “You are correct, I am indeed Yang Xiaotian!”

I am Yang Xiaotian!

The moment those words left his lips, the Ghost Demon Clan Leader’s face drained of all color, turning deathly pale.

Beside him, the experts of the Ghost Demon Clan looked as though they had been brushed with white paint, their expressions frozen in terror.

Though the Young Master of Evil Heart managed to maintain a slightly better composure, he was clearly shaken to his core.

In the past, after securing the top spot on the Heavenly Pride List, he had to endure whispers that the rank truly belonged to Yang Xiaotian. Those rumors had filled him with resentment and defiance.

Back then, he had even publicly announced his desire to challenge Yang Xiaotian to a duel.

However, that ambition vanished the moment news broke that Yang Xiaotian had assimilated the Ancestral Dragon Realm Origin to become the Ancestor Dragon Realm Master. From that point on, he discarded any thought of a confrontation.

He was well aware that the gap between them had become an unbridgeable chasm; they were no longer existing on the same plane of power.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that this young man, the figure who had dominated his thoughts day and night, was the legendary Yang Xiaotian himself.

“Are you still insistent that I crawl over and surrender the twenty million Primordial Demon Energy?” Yang Xiaotian asked, his neutral gaze settling on the Ghost Demon Clan Leader.

The Clan Leader’s attempt at a smile was more pained than a sob as he stammered out a forced laugh: “Your Majesty must be joking. I was ignorant of Your Majesty’s true identity before, which is why I was foolish enough to provoke you.”

“Now, even if I possessed ten thousand times the courage, I would never dare to cross Your Majesty!”

Following this plea, he performed a deep, respectful bow and produced a Space Ring. “We have gathered some Primordial Demon Energy, which we humbly offer to Your Majesty. We only hope Your Majesty can find it in his heart to forgive our insignificance and show mercy.”

Yang Xiaotian gave a small nod to the Destroying Heaven Demon. Understanding the silent command, the Destroying Heaven Demon stepped forward, retrieved the Space Ring, and presented it to Yang Xiaotian. Upon inspecting the contents, Yang Xiaotian found it packed with Primordial Demon Energy. While it didn't reach twenty million, it was still a substantial sum of several million.

“I shall take this,” Yang Xiaotian remarked.

Relief washed over the Ghost Demon Clan Leader. He bowed once more, his joy evident: “My deepest thanks to Your Majesty!”

Turning his attention elsewhere, Yang Xiaotian looked at the Young Master of Evil Heart. “You are the Evil Master’s disciple?”

Lin Yue, the Young Master of Evil Heart, felt his entire body stiffen. He stepped forward with a low bow, his voice trembling slightly as he replied, “Yes, Your Majesty. My name is Lin Yue.”

He was bewildered as to why Yang Xiaotian would suddenly inquire about his lineage.

However, Yang Xiaotian did not elaborate. He simply turned to the Abyss of Darkness and his companions, saying, “Let’s move out.” He then ascended into the sky, departing the area while the gathered Demon Sect experts remained on their knees in reverence.

As Yang Xiaotian vanished from sight, the Ghost Demon Clan Leader felt his strength evaporate, a profound sense of exhaustion hitting him.

The First Demon and the Blood Ancestor might have the audacity to hunt Yang Xiaotian, but he wouldn't dream of it even if he had a hundred thousand lives to spare.

Furthermore, the world was now aware that even the combined might of the First Demon and Blood Ancestor had failed to suppress him.

“The fifteenth Defying Heaven’s Top Tier Holy Body...” the Ghost Demon Clan Leader murmured in awe, staring at the horizon where Yang Xiaotian had disappeared.

“Clan Leader, do you believe the Ancestor Dragon Realm Master can truly assimilate our Primordial Demon World Origin?” an elder of the Ghost Demon Clan asked, unable to contain his curiosity.

This question was currently the focal point of every major power within the Primordial Demon World.

The most pressing concern wasn't the ongoing feud with the First Demon, but whether Yang Xiaotian could actually refine the world's origin and claim the title of Primordial Demon World Master.

“It is hard to say.” The Ghost Demon Clan Leader shook his head slowly.

Much like the Master of the Holy Realm and other supreme experts, he found it difficult to believe one person could govern the origins of two different worlds simultaneously.

Yet, when he considered the impossible feats Yang Xiaotian had already achieved, his skepticism began to waver.

Shortly after, the Ghost Demon Clan Leader led his subordinates away from the site.

Meanwhile, the Young Master of Evil Heart remained standing there, his mind a whirlwind of complex emotions as he watched the empty sky.

After departing the Imperial Capital of the Great Rift Empire, Yang Xiaotian located a secluded, uninhabited mountain range. There, he entered a state of secluded Cultivation to begin devouring the Primordial Demon Energy acquired at the auction.

The quality of this batch was exceptional. He estimated that once fully processed, his Primordial Demon Holy Body would surely advance to the Thirty-Fourth Layer.

Naturally, he was also eager to test if this breakthrough would finally allow him to refine the Primordial Demon World Origin.

Abyss of Darkness, the Dragon Corpse Beast, and the rest of the group maintained a strict perimeter, guarding Yang Xiaotian with intense vigilance.

They understood the significance of this breakthrough and feared that the First Demon or Blood Ancestor might attempt a sneak attack during this vulnerable period.

The wheels of time turned.

Years passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Xiaotian eventually succeeded in refining every drop of the Primordial Demon Energy from the auction.

Just as he had anticipated, his Primordial Demon Holy Body successfully ascended to the Thirty-Fourth Layer!

During this interval, the Innate Demon Tree had also flourished, growing several dozen feet tall as it continuously drank in the Innate Demon Qi of the realm.

With his breakthrough complete, Yang Xiaotian immediately channeled the combined might of his Thirty-Fourth Layer Primordial Demon Holy Body and his Thirty-Fourth Layer Innate Demon God Power into the tree.

He used the Innate Demon Tree as a medium, reaching out to locate the elusive Primordial Demon World Origin.

Under this massive surge of power, the Innate Demon Tree erupted in a blinding radiance. Its roots pulsed with a fierce vitality, stretching out through the fabric of the void toward the deepest reaches of existence.

A full day went by.

The rapid expansion of the tree's roots began to decelerate.

On the second day, just as the roots seemed to reach their limit, Yang Xiaotian suddenly detected a sensation through the tree—a power that felt both alien and strangely familiar.

It carried a resonance similar to the Ancestral Dragon Realm Origin he had mastered previously.

The Primordial Demon World Origin!

There was no doubt; he had finally made contact with the world's source!

With the assistance of the Innate Demon Tree and his newly strengthened Cultivation, he had successfully bridged the gap to the origin power.

Yang Xiaotian was filled with a sense of triumph.

Sensing the origin was the most difficult hurdle; he was now halfway to becoming the master of this realm.

While maintaining the connection through the tree, he began the arduous process of comprehending the origin's fundamental laws.

As his understanding deepened, Yang Xiaotian’s essence began to merge with the Primordial Demon World Origin Power.

Decades drifted by unnoticed within the quiet mountains.

One day, while the First Demon was deep in his own Cultivation preparing for the Eternal Realm Battlefield, his eyes snapped open. He stared up at the Primordial Demon World Vault Of Heaven in utter confusion. For a moment, he had felt a strange distortion in the very fabric of the world.

He couldn't quite put his finger on what had shifted.

Perplexed, he extended his Divine Soul to merge with the Vault Of Heaven once more, but everything seemed still. It was as if the anomaly had never occurred.

But just as he prepared to retract his consciousness, a violent surge of energy erupted from the depths of the Vault Of Heaven, far more powerful than the previous tremor.

The First Demon’s expression darkened instantly.

What kind of force could cause such a massive disturbance in the spatial stability of the Primordial Demon World?

This was completely without precedent.

Yet, following the violent outburst, the realm suddenly fell silent again. Total tranquility returned.

His anxiety grew as he continued to search with his Divine Soul, but for a long time, nothing out of the ordinary happened.

While he was lost in thought, the depths of the world pulsed a third time—this time with even greater ferocity, shaking the very foundations of the realm.

The First Demon leaped to his feet, his heart racing.