There is a great secret.
The Corpse King holds a great secret, and the path of demons also holds a great secret.
From the current situation, one can already guess many things.
Firstly, the Corpse King's previous life should have been the War Demon condensed by Old Demon Chu.
Normally, after anyone dies, their Great Dao disintegrates, and all traces left in heaven and earth vanish.
However, the demonic path seems different.
At least in the Corpse King's previous life, as the War Demon, it was different.
He left his traces in the Great Dao, and now, awakened by Old Demon Chu, he can summon the War Souls of the past to fight.
When Old Demon Chu was still weak, the War Demon he summoned was also weak.
Now that Old Demon Chu is an Eighth-Rank Great Emperor, the War Demon he summons is also Eighth-Rank.
The strength of the War Demon follows that of the summoner.
Another very important point is that Old Demon Chu summons more than just the War Demon.
There are also Sky Demons, Dragon Demons, Strength Demons...
"Could it be that those people are all real?" Chen Fan frowned.
The existence of the Corpse King had already confirmed this.
The Corpse King's previous life should have been the War Demon.
"Senior Corpse King," Chen Fan said suddenly, "I know you wish to reclaim your lost emotions, the seven emotions and six desires, the common human feelings. Then, Senior, would you be willing to try another method?"
"..."
The Corpse King looked at Chen Fan. "You want me to merge with this Great Dao Demonic Image?"
He had guessed it.
As a seasoned Ninth-Rank who had lived to this day, even after dying once, he might lack seven emotions and six desires, but he wasn't brainless.
As soon as Chen Fan spoke, he knew what the other party was going to say.
"That's right," Chen Fan did not deny it.
His gaze fixed on the Corpse King and said, "If you regain your memories, your seven emotions and six desires will naturally return."
"Senior has lost the memories of his previous life; he still has the memories of this life."
"Moreover, there is a drawback to traversing the River of Life and Death again. Each time one is resurrected, they lose one of the seven emotions and six desires. When all emotions disappear, it is the time of death."
He laid it all out clearly.
He dissected it bit by bit, letting the Corpse King make his own choice.
He believed the other party would make the most correct choice.
Indeed...
After hearing his explanation, the Corpse King nodded directly and said, "What you say makes sense. If merging with the Demonic Image fails, I can traverse the River of Life and Death again."
That's right, that's what he meant.
Simple and clear.
"Dong."
The War Demon stepped forward.
The Corpse King also stepped forward.
The corpse and the Dao were mutually drawn to each other, approaching.
The two figures continuously drew closer.
In the depths of fate, a thread of destiny seemed to appear, connecting the two, as if to guide them.
"Eh?" Chen Fan exclaimed.
The Dragon Mark Compass appeared directly, and the needle of fate began to spin.
At this moment, nothing could escape Chen Fan's perception.
The Dragon Mark Compass governed fate. A thread of destiny emerged from the Corpse King and extended forward.
Most shocking of all, the War Demon, which was a manifestation of the Great Dao, also had a thread of destiny appear on it.
"How is this possible?" This was too shocking.
A Dao body, how could it have a thread of destiny?
It was impossible.
Yet, Chen Fan clearly saw it.
"Hiss." He could only gasp in shock.
Indescribable shock, who would believe it?
But he was the only one who could see it all, making it impossible to explain.
Zheng. Suddenly, a deafening hum came from behind the Corpse King.
The War Blade, which had slumbered for eons beside the tomb, suddenly stirred.
First the blade, then the bow.
The two slumbering divine weapons simultaneously unleashed fierce killing intent.
The next moment...
Boom.
The light of killing intent erupted like a boundless sea.
The War Blade flew out first, positioning itself at the Corpse King's waist. The divine bow transformed into a Dao and automatically slung itself onto the Corpse King's back.
The appearance of the two divine weapons seemed to stir something within the War Demon.
His eyes actually gained a human-like radiance.
"Whoosh." The War Demon directly accelerated, charging into the Corpse King's embrace.
The Demonic Image slowly melted, merging with the Corpse King.
Boom.
Demonic energy surged to the heavens.
The corpse energy within a radius of a million li began to churn violently.
The boundless corpse energy, as if guided by some will, churned and turned black under the gaze of Chen Fan and the others, finally... becoming ink-black.
All the corpse energy transformed into demonic energy.
The Corpse King's physical body was completely covered, leaving only a demonic aura that seemed to pierce the heavens, traversing heaven and earth.
That aura was too powerful.
The continuously rising power made Chen Fan and the others feel as if they were facing a Black Lotus.
No... it was stronger than Black Lotus.
Huan Zong's expression changed drastically. "At least a Seventh-Stage Dao Spirit."
Upon hearing this, everyone's face paled.
Dao Spirits were the same as cultivation realms. Seventh-Stage... represented seventy percent recognition from the Great Dao, equivalent to the level of a Seventh-Rank Great Emperor.
This was a supreme realm.
This was a realm that only true powerhouses could tread.
"Roar." Immediately after, a roar filled with boundless rage erupted into the sky.
The roar was like a dragon's, transforming into sound waves that spread across heaven and earth.
"Tianzi, you scoundrel."
The Corpse King's voice now possessed emotion.
Everyone felt their ears roar, and wisps of blood trickled from the ears of Old Demon Chu and the others.
With just one voice, everyone except the Ninth-Rank was injured.
"Who is Tianzi?" Chen Fan transmitted his voice to Huan Zong.
"..." His inquiry received no answer.
"You don't know him?" Chen Fan was somewhat puzzled.
A name that could make the Corpse King so furious must be extremely powerful.
Such a person couldn't die so easily.
"I don't know him," Huan Zong finally replied. "But I know the name. In the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, this name is taboo."
"Hmm?" Chen Fan was surprised.
A mere name was a taboo.
In the voice transmitted back by Huan Zong, he could hear a trace of deeply buried fear.
A name that made Huan Zong fearful.
"Who is he?" Chen Fan's expression also turned solemn.
Whoosh! Huan Zong gasped, suppressing the shock in his heart.
His voice finally returned, "The Lord of the First Heaven, the only existence above the Great Emperor in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands."
Bang. Chen Fan felt as if his head had been struck by a heavy hammer.
His stiff head slowly turned, looking at the figure that was slowly becoming clearer within the surging demonic energy, his pupils slowly unfocused...
Tianzi, the Lord of the First Heaven, the foremost person in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the only existence above the Great Emperor.
"Holy shit." After the shock, Chen Fan almost cursed out loud.
Damn it, he had poked a hornet's nest.
Just Black Lotus alone was already like a dark cloud pressing down, suffocating him.
Only after subsequent enlightenment and breakthroughs did he overcome his fear of Black Lotus.
This Black Lotus matter wasn't even over, and an existence above the Great Emperor had appeared.
"What the hell did I do wrong." He truly regretted it.
That was an existence above the Great Emperor.
It had appeared before him so quickly.
He had no idea how to express his current emotions.
Regret filled his chest.
As expected, one shouldn't be arrogant.
He had gotten too carried away, and now trouble had arrived.