The Ancestor God Forbidden Technique was recast, saving billions from the torment of demons, restoring peace once again.
It seemed as though everything had truly come to an end.
No wonder the Ancestor Spirit was so delighted, dragging Tao Qian off to drink. What kind of drink could satisfy the True Spirit of a Divine Artifact?
However, accidents always come when least expected.
The next moment, both Tao Qian and the Ancestor Spirit, as if sensing something, had their expressions change simultaneously.
Although their expressions were the same, the things they perceived were completely different.
What the Ancestor Spirit sensed was an unwelcome accident. After all, he was the spirit of the Mountain and River nation, and could make use of the vast Heavenly Track. Thus, he could perceive many changes, both inside the realm and in the Outer Realm, that others could not detect.
And the change that was occurring was happening in the Outer Realm: the twelve Cancer Secret Realms that were already rapidly shrinking, as well as the twelve dying Mutated Emperors.
The bodies of the Daoist Transformation Realm could not easily enter this world, so Tao Qian and the Ancestor Spirit did not use the Dragon-slaying Platform to judge the Twelve Emperors. They watched as they were relentlessly beaten by Duobao and then judged and bloodsucked by the Forbidden Technique itself, step by step walking towards death... This painful and desperate price and outcome seemed even better than a swift kill.
But now, at this final moment, when on the brink of death, the Twelve Emperors still struggled.
Unable to shake off the "Human Dao Chains," unable to escape the realm, unable to flee into the Great Abyss, they turned their heads together to look at the Cancer Secret Realms that had emerged from the Great Daos they cultivated.
There were twelve in total, all resembling massive, corrupted flesh prisons.
For the past two thousand years!
In order to prevent the other Emperors from harming them, the Daoist Fields of the Twelve Emperors were very far apart.
But at this moment, sensing the intense resentment and will to survive of the Emperors, these Blood and Flesh Paths began to approach each other, fusing together.
Rotten flesh mixed with innumerable luxury fats began to churn.
In an instant, a massive, opulent palace-like prison was born.
By now, most of the Twelve Emperors had died.
Only Liu Pei, Li Wanshou, and Zhao Xuanlang were still alive. They transformed into three giant, corrupted meat worms with human faces, gathering the remaining unshrunken flesh to form three tides of meat, flowing towards that prison palace.
At the same time, the mouths of the three Emperors all roared in unison:
"We are the destiny bestowed by heaven."
"We cannot die."
"We shall forever possess these mountains, rivers, and the people's fat and marrow."
"Longevity! We desire eternal life!"
"Whoever dares to hinder us, even if they rebel, shall be executed."
These roars, these whispers.
They seemed like some sort of evil curse, which caused the already dead nine Emperors to "come back to life", also transforming into giant meat worms and raising a tide of flesh, following the three towards the depths of the prison.
At this moment, when the prison gates swung open, the Ancestor Spirit, through the Heavenly Track, saw the last struggle of the Twelve Emperors.
Focused around Liu Pei's Dojo, the multilayered prison actually contained a prisoner.
A humanoid prisoner!
It was like a Demon God's Dharma Body, as massive as a mountain range, bloated and decayed, with purple-black limbs covered in festering wounds and blood scabs, as if this was a Divine Spirit that had been soaked in the Nether River for years after death, eventually forming an unprecedented "Giant Temple".
However, what was truly astonishing was the attire of the prisoner and the persistent Source Qi Breath that had not faded for years.
This person, this Demon God.
He was wearing the Profound Black Emperor Robe, with a crown on his head.
His face seemed to show a brute of stupidity and savageness, but the Ancestor Dragon's Qi exuding from the depths of his blood could not be concealed by any means.
Upon seeing him, the Ancestor Spirit's color drained and he exclaimed:
"Hu Hai!"
"The Son of the Ancestor Dragon who was conspired against and killed, the second ruler of Ying's Family, deceived by the Ancestor Dragon's eunuch, secretly turned into a 'Meat Demon Divine Infant' by ancient Qi Refining cultivators who practiced the Blood and Flesh Path – how could he be inside Liu Pei's Dojo?"
"If he had not died, how could the Daoist inheritance of the Ancestor Dragon have fallen to the Alchemists, how could it have come to Liu Pei?"
Amidst his shock, the Ancestor Spirit soon saw that Hu Hai's body was entwined with incredibly thick bronze chains.
Moreover, they were branded with endless talismans that completely covered and nullified the Source Qi Mechanism.
The Ancestor Spirit recognized that object: once there was a Qi Refiner called "Xu Fu", who claimed to have come from the Outer Realm Abyss. Other than presenting many Longevity Secret Manuals, he also offered a vast number of Ancient Secret Treasures, one of which was these Ancient Sealing Spirit Demon Locks that could seal all Extraordinary Spirit Objects.
Xu Fu, Lu Sheng, and other mysterious Qi Refiners were also the founders of the Alchemist Organization, but after that, these people all disappeared along with the Ancestor Dragon, leaving the Alchemist Organization in the hands of people like Zhao Gao...
Without time to recall these secrets, upon seeing Hu Hai and the Sealing Spirit Demon Locks, the Ancestor Spirit guessed the cause and effect.
He immediately turned his head and shouted to Tao Qian:
"Something bad is happening!"
"The Twelve Emperors' obsessions are infecting their souls, turning utterly mad. Even at death's door, they're still lashing out."
"Liu Pei, this old monster, is planning to sacrifice himself along with the other eleven emperors and all the flesh and resources of the Cancer Daoist Fields to feed the Son of Ancestor Dragon, 'Hu Hai Demon Lord,' who is the rightful successor of the Ancestor Dragon's Daoist heritage. If he returns to life, no matter whether it is Hu Hai or the remaining will of the Twelve Emperors controlling that Demon Body, it'll be a great disaster."
"If the Twelve Emperors take charge, they might take this opportunity to flee to the Great Abyss, and those Human Dao Chains cannot hold Hu Hai's Demon Body."
"If it's Hu Hai, it's even worse, he may immediately enter our realm to reclaim the throne. His authority over the Forbidden Technique is higher than both of ours..."
While the Ancestor Spirit was calling out.
Inside the realm, in the prison made purely of corrupted flesh and golden grease, the giant Demon God-like Hu Hai was being climbed upon by twelve frenzied meat worms. They pried open his mouth and let the surging tide of flesh pour inside.