The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3436 - 3431: The Reappearance of Talisman Scrolls_1

Yang Chen remained in silent vigil at this spot.

The Night Ghost Ancestor didn't make him wait much longer. Merely two days passed before Yang Chen detected a fierce black gale high above, bringing with it a chilling gust that permeated the whole area.

Sensing the piercing nature of the Ghost Qi, Yang Chen was absolutely sure that the hunter had arrived—the Night Ghost Ancestor himself.

"Night Ghost Ancestor, now that you've arrived, why skulk in the shadows? Reveal yourself," Yang Chen declared with composure.

Night Ghost Ancestor sneered: "Yang Chen, you've got nerve, standing before this seat without a care."

Then, a massive silhouette materialized overhead, gazing down at Yang Chen with icy disdain.

This was none other than the Night Ghost Ancestor.

"Why should I flinch? Aren't you, Night Ghost Ancestor, here to end my life anyway?" Yang Chen retorted.

Night Ghost Ancestor spoke deliberately: "I had no reason to step in at first, but those worthless traitors turned against the Netherworld. Fooled by your cheap schemes, they became your followers. I can't let that slide."

Yang Chen laughed lightly and shook his head: "Night Ghost Ancestor, you've ascended to ghost ancestor status and endured for endless ages. Can't you discern if my minor ploys trapped them, or if the Netherworld held them in bondage? Even you, a ghost ancestor, might be under the same yoke. Don't you crave the truth? Do you wish to stay a puppet?"

At these words, Night Ghost Ancestor's form stiffened, his expression flickering with doubt and allure.

After all, as a ghost ancestor of immense longevity, how could he have never pondered Yang Chen's points?

The truth of right and wrong stood clear as day.

Yet deep within, a persistent voice dominated him, insisting that Yang Chen's claims were all lies and illusions.

The Netherworld reigned supreme, beyond all else.

Thus, his gaze abruptly iced over: "Yang Chen, such talk might fool the weak-minded, but you believe it can sway me?"

"Senior, you've witnessed it—can my lies cleanse Ghost Qi too? I merely restored them to their true selves. Night Ghost Ancestor, that same destiny awaits you," Yang Chen fixed his gaze on Night Ghost Ancestor.

Night Ghost Ancestor possessed tremendous might and appeared capable of defying certain Servitude Restriction commands.

Yang Chen sought to convince Night Ghost Ancestor to trust him and defy the Servitude Restriction.

Success in persuasion would spare the need to bind Night Ghost Ancestor, allowing Yang Chen to aid in his purification.

Gaining a Heavenly Extreme Realm ghost ancestor's allegiance as fighting force would vastly boost his survival odds.

Regrettably, swaying the ghost ancestor proved no simple task. Night Ghost Ancestor's eyes flickered briefly before chilling sharply as he barked: "Yang Chen, get ready to perish."

Yang Chen drew a deep breath, realizing the peril. In the clash, the inner prohibition within Night Ghost Ancestor prevailed.

True to the Luo Tian Scripture’s restriction, it gripped its victim with unyielding force.

Night Ghost Ancestor now fully dismissed Yang Chen's words as deceit and dove in without further talk.

World’s Power cascaded downward, its potency far surpassing any typical World Stage expert's—worlds apart in might.

Yang Chen sensed his body locked tight by an enormous grip, immobile.

His pupils contracted in shock as he cried out, "What terrifying power—this is the might of the Heavenly Extreme Realm?"

Gritting his teeth, he unleashed his Space-Time Domain and vanished instantly, aiming to slip into time and space.

"Think you can flee? Dream on," Night Ghost Ancestor flicked his hand, summoning spectral visages that enveloped the entire interface. Yang Chen's heart jolted; the ambient space felt utterly barricaded—space-time escape was a hopeless fantasy.

Yang Chen clenched his jaws: "A Heavenly Extreme Realm expert's power is overwhelming; at my level now, I can't even endure one strike?"

Not merely surviving a hit; a mere strike from the foe left him clueless on evasion.

"Yang Chen, dying by this ancestor's hand is an honor," Night Ghost Ancestor uttered icily.

With a sweeping clutch, the world power fused into a crushing force, set to pulverize Yang Chen.

Yet in that instant, Yang Chen whispered an incantation, activating a mysterious method. Abruptly, he blinked out of existence, traceless.

Horror and bewilderment gripped Night Ghost Ancestor, clueless to the event. His soul sense swept wide, world power flooding all corners in search, yet Yang Chen's presence had utterly vanished.

Erased, dissolved into nothingness!

"Curse it, what trickery is this!" Night Ghost Ancestor lashed out, demolishing the now-vacant interface.

Still, Yang Chen's form failed to reemerge.

...

Meanwhile, Yang Chen materialized in a fresh interface.

"Fortune smiled; my backup escape saved me—or I'd have no hope against this Heavenly Extreme Realm terror," Yang Chen sighed, shaking his head.

He had sent Li Feng and the rest away first, staying back to confront Night Ghost Ancestor.

But he wasn't fool enough to linger like a fool. Ever prudent, even in his low-profile days, he'd foreseen Netherworld's Heavenly Extreme Realm powerhouses targeting him.

Thus, he'd mapped out multiple getaway paths beforehand.

Back in the Heaven-separated Realm, he'd devised an escape using talisman scrolls as anchors for astonishing space-time jumps.

Those scrolls he dubbed "Liuli Talisman."

With the Liuli Talisman, he'd nearly evaded pursuit by multiple World Stage experts from the Grand Abyss Palace.

However, crafting Liuli Talismans demanded exorbitant resources: seven-colored Liuli mines. Even Yang Chen found them unaffordable. One such mine could equip a World Life Stage powerhouse—beyond most means.

Consequently, though the Liuli Talisman stemmed from Yang Chen's brilliant concept and personal Dao technique, it saw scant use thereafter.

That said, Yang Chen never abandoned its development.

Once his cultivation settled, he'd hunted substitutes for the seven-colored Liuli mines in Liuli talisman production.

Eventually, he realized the essence lay not in those mines, but in wielding space-time.

His Heaven-separated Realm command of space-time fell short, but in the Heaven-appointed Realm, mastery neared perfection, elevating his Liuli talisman proficiency.

Free of seven-colored Liuli mines, the Liuli Talisman remained viable.

Yet, post-Heaven-appointed Realm entry, space-time power stayed insufficient; only via the Way of Ten Thousand Laws Embryo could he scarcely craft them.

Due to the ordeal, he forged just three talismans, stashed across distinct interfaces.

This was his sole means to gain precious time.