King of Creation Chapter 2048 - 2034: My Legend

Master!

In the image appearing in the mind of the Mystical Mechanism Avatar, it unexpectedly showed the figure of Ye Zhen’s master, Lud Li.

In the vast chaotic void, Lud Li, wearing a Mystical Mechanism Taoist Robe and a Jade Crown, looking ethereal like an immortal, lightly pointed a finger, and a stream of light spots appeared in the chaotic void like a flood.

Even in the memory image within the mind, this stream of light spots carried a suffocating aura, causing Ye Zhen’s Primordial Spirit to tremble fiercely.

The stream of light points suddenly expanded, instantly submerging something.

With a wretched howl of utter reluctance, everything returned to darkness.

Simultaneously, the memory inherited by Ye Zhen’s Mystical Mechanism Avatar from the Ancient Demon God’s legacy abruptly stopped, only a few scattered fragments of memory slowly drifted in.

At the moment when everything returned to darkness, Ye Zhen hadn’t reacted yet. It was only when those scattered fragments of memory entered the mind of the Mystical Mechanism Avatar, did Ye Zhen abruptly respond.

Within the scattered fragments of memory were the helplessness and anger of the Ancient Demon God named Yany Tu, who was left with only a wisp of a remnant body, unable to recover from the injuries, could only wait to die in agony.

Ultimately, with great reluctance, the Ancient Demon God Yany Tu used his last strength to meld his meticulously crafted Little World into one, leaving behind his legacy.

Hoping that one day, this legacy would be obtained by the elite of the Demon Clan, who might avenge him.

And his enemy’s name is Lud Li!

Mystical Mechanism Daoist School Grand Sect Leader Lud Li!

Upon seeing this, the feeling surfacing in Ye Zhen’s heart was indescribable.

If this Ancient Demon God named Yany Tu were to awaken again, even the expression "hell broke loose" might not be able to describe it.

The one who killed him was Lud Li, the Grand Sect Leader of the Mystical Mechanism Daoist School, and also the object of his vengeance.

However, his legacy was obtained by the Mystical Mechanism Avatar of Ye Zhen, who is the disciple of Grand Sect Leader Lud Li through the ages.

The irony of the situation could not be more profound.

If there was even a trace of True Spirit remaining, it might explode in fury.

Nevertheless, what shocked Ye Zhen even more was the power of his master, Lud Li.

Ye Zhen knew that his master Lud Li was powerful, a top-tier Creation God.

Yet, Lud Li’s power still exceeded Ye Zhen’s expectations.

The Ancient Demon God of the Demon Clan was an existence on par with the Creation Gods of the Human Clan, the pinnacle of existence in this world.

However, in the memories of the Ancient Demon God Yany Tu that Ye Zhen saw, Lud Li slaying this Ancient Demon God was like killing a chicken or a dog.

Even the most noble-blooded beings in the Demon Clan, including the Seventh Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Congyun, were desperately vying for the Ancient Demon God’s legacy.

It indicated that within the Demon Clan, the cultivation of this Ancient Demon God Yany Tu was also top-tier.

Yet, under Lud Li’s hand, he was like a mere pig or dog.

Surprised at his master Lud Li’s cultivation, Ye Zhen also gained a rough understanding of those who caused Lud Li’s demise.

Thinking about it, those capable of causing Lud Li’s death must be equally powerful compared to him.

Moreover, after Lud Li’s fall, those figures have cultivated for at least a hundred thousand years.

At this thought, a heavy mountain seemed to press down on Ye Zhen’s heart, suffocating him.

Three, at least three beings like his master Lud Li, how will Ye Zhen deal with them in the future.

At this moment, Ye Zhen’s heart unexpectedly gave rise to a sense of despair.

The so-called great fear between life and death!

That is precisely what Ye Zhen is feeling now.

Yet at the same time, the Blood Qi and the fearless courage accumulated through countless life-and-death battles and narrow escapes erupted like beacon fire, shooting from Ye Zhen’s heart straight to his head, instantly shattering that heavy mountain.

"So what if they are like my master Lud Li?"

"So what if there are three of them?"

"So what if they are legends of the mortal world?"

"Engaging them in battle in the future, whether dead or alive, fighting to the death, regardless of the outcome, will ultimately forge the legend of Ye Zhen!"

"Yes, whether in life or death, it is my own legend to create!"

Suddenly, Ye Zhen laughed heartily towards the sky.

The Seventh Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Congyun on the opposite side, due to Ye Zhen’s inexplicable laughter, was incited to anger.

In his view, Ye Zhen’s laughter was ruthless mockery, the most biting taunt against him.

With fierce determination, he immediately threw out dozens of Spirit Lights from his hand, each transforming into heavy Spiritual Power barriers to protect the Seventh Crown Prince Congyun.

"A bunch of cowards, this Crown Prince leads you in the charge!"

In the next second, the Seventh Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Congyun broke through those dozens of extremely heavy Spiritual Power barriers and charged towards the blood pond behind.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ye Zhen’s Divine Sense locked onto the Seventh Crown Prince of the Demon Emperor, Congyun, and at the moment Congyun moved, Ye Zhen’s lips twitched slightly, and with a push of his Divine Sense, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, thick as a water barrel and infused with three drops of All Living Beings’ Will Power, struck Congyun like a massive purple Spirit Snake.

In an instant, those dozen or so layers of incredibly dense Spiritual Power barriers dissolved rapidly like snow in hot soup, as the purple-gold Thunder Light struck fiercely against Congyun’s black cloud-like Protective Spirit Armor emanating from his huge single eye.

Countless tremor-like cracks exploded simultaneously, as the Seventh Crown Prince was blasted backward, with his chest caving in violently.

Yet Congyun was a fierce character, tightly shutting his mouth, and even as blood seeped from the corners, he refrained from spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Breathing heavily, Congyun’s caved-in chest began to rapidly recover, yet the look in his eyes towards Ye Zhen was filled with dread.

Those dozen life-saving Spirit Talismans were among the few treasures he had for self-preservation, and yet they were shattered by Ye Zhen’s thunder.

He’s unwilling to fight anymore, even though he possesses one or two critical life-saving treasures, Congyun dares not gamble.

His Bloodline is the most noble in this world, with an upbringing that discourages reckless fighting and bloodthirstiness, ingrained deep in his bones.

Moreover, within the Demon Clan, reckless fighting is for those with inferior bloodlines and ordinary demons, while such noble beings see it as an insult to their Bloodline!

His recent actions had already crossed the line.

Just then, Ye Zhen laughed aloud again, the laughter wild and joyous, making Congyun’s eyes blood-red with rage. Yet what could he do?

"Who comes, who dares to come!"

"Anyone who’s not afraid of death and thinks they can take a beating better than this Seventh Prince, feel free to charge up!"

Ye Zhen’s eyes were cold, the purple thunder flickering on the Thunder Light Whip above his head, a deterrent force that the Demon Clan Dao Realm felt deeply.

Neither the Winged Demon Demon Venerable Yii Tuo, the Bone Demon Lord Bai Fan, nor Jii Dai showed any expression, lips tightly pressed.

Everyone knew that under this Thunder Light, whoever charges may not die, but whoever charges will definitely be severely injured.

Those injured are unqualified to compete for the Ancient Demon God’s inheritance.

Among them, brotherhood is absent, and any injured would face ruthless abandonment and perhaps cold shoulders.

Sacrificing for others is a concept rarely seen in the Demon Clan.

The Seventh Crown Prince Congyun, agitated by Ye Zhen’s laugh, realized he came too hastily.

In pursuit of an early advantage, he left behind seventy of his Demon Emperor battle puppets outside this White Bone Secret Realm, bringing none.

If he had brought just ten, sacrificing ten to withstand Ye Zhen’s Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, they could have charged forward no matter what.

Ten Demon Emperor battle puppets would require at least five strikes of Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to destroy, enough time for him to press on.

Sadly, he left them all behind for an advantage.

Returning to bring them, by the time he goes back and forth, he’d find himself irrelevant.

So at this moment, the Seventh Crown Prince Congyun maintained distance, staring at the flickering purple Acquired Spirit Treasure above Ye Zhen’s head, wishing to grind his steel teeth down.

No one noticed the trace of fortune hidden in Ye Zhen’s cold eyes.

If the Seventh Crown Prince and others knew that Ye Zhen could only unleash two more enhanced Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, what might they think?

Probably hopping mad, cursing their mothers.

Nonetheless, two enhanced Nine Heavens Divine Thunders could absolutely obliterate someone like Jii Dai in the Dao Realm and severely injure Congyun and Bone Demon Lord Bai Fan.

The deterrence is considerable.

Now, Ye Zhen only hopes for the Mystical Mechanism Avatar to quickly complete the inheritance from the Ancient Demon God Yany Tu.

Once completed, Ye Zhen gains a significant ally, and even in confrontation, he fears not.

Moreover, upon exiting the White Bone Secret Realm, Ye Zhen’s side with the Acquired Spirit Treasure-level War Soul Blood Flag holds unlimited advantage.

Seeing the motionless Demon Venerables around, Congyun feels a death wish upon them.

Such is the urgency and anxiety.

To his discerning eyes, the inheritance of the Ancient Demon God has begun.

He knows not when it will finish.

The longer dragged, the less favorable for them, decreasing their chances.

As Congyun paces anxiously, several beams of rushing Spirit Light appear in the distance, not heading towards them, but another direction.

The Spirit Light carries a dense Demon Clan aura.

Upon seeing this, Congyun rejoices.

"Haha, reinforcements have arrived!"

His figure flickers and Congyun vanishes into thin air, causing a space wave straight toward those light beams in Ye Zhen’s perception.

Ye Zhen’s expression changes abruptly, realizing it’s other Demon Clan Dao Realms.

Congyun seeks reinforcements, and certainly many.

At that moment, a bizarre vibration from the War Soul Blood Flag penetrates Ye Zhen’s Primordial Spirit, making his expression strangely altered in an instant! -