I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 378 - 307: Demon Venerable

At the moment when five streaks of flowing light broke through the barrier of the Spirit Realm, a warm Spiritual Qi surged like a tide, sweeping away the residual turbulence around the five people completely.

Chen Sheng stepped onto the Cloud Sea of the Spirit Realm, beneath him were Spirit Clouds as soft as cotton, and the fresh scent of grass and Elixir Pills lingered at the tip of his nose. He couldn’t help but sigh softly, "The Great Thousand World is indeed all-encompassing!"

The barriers of the Small Thousand World in the Celestial Abyss Realm resisted almost all foreign cultivators, and if one attempted to breach the barrier, they would be torn to shreds by the repelling force within.

But the barriers of this Great Thousand World in the Spirit Realm seemed almost non-existent, showing no hostility to these Lower Realm Cultivators, as if welcoming new beings to arrive.

The five of them simultaneously activated their Primordial Spirits, uniting with heaven and earth, experiencing the profound wonders of this realm.

The next moment, Chen Xihua was the first to frown, the Taiyue Void-Slaying Sword in his hand slightly trembling:

"The Dao Principles here are quite intricate!"

In the Celestial Abyss Realm, a Divinity Transformation Cultivator could clearly perceive the flow of the Heaven and Earth Dao Principle when in harmony with it.

But in the Spirit Realm, the Heaven and Earth Dao Principles were wrapped by an invisible barrier, condensed to the extreme, without revealing a single flaw, making their comprehension more than ten times more difficult.

"So what if the Dao Principles are hard to comprehend?"

Celestial Venerable Xiaoyao’s voice carried an uncontrollable tremor, his Celestial Will Four Symbols Daoist Robe fluttering without wind, and the shadow of a spring willow sprouting branches on it:

"The source here is complete, even my Essence is reviving!"

He raised his hand to his chest, feeling the vitality within him, which had been gradually withering, now recovering at a visible pace, his previously pale face regaining its color.

"The threat to my lifespan is finally resolved!"

Among the five, Celestial Venerable Xiaoyao was the oldest, with less than three hundred years of lifespan remaining. These years, working hard for the matter of crossing to the Spirit Realm, had further exacerbated his lifespan depletion, becoming his biggest internal threat.

At this moment, feeling his vitality recovering, his eyes brimmed with tears of excitement, almost wanting to cry out loud if not for maintaining his dignity as a Celestial Venerable.

Chen Sheng also closed his eyes for a detailed insight. Having attained Divinity Transformation less than a hundred years ago, his Essence was not much depleted, yet under the nourishing source of the Spirit Realm, he could clearly feel the consumption rate of his Essence slowing down significantly.

He silently calculated for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, a realization flashed through them:

"Here, my lifespan should be five to six thousand years!"

Chen Xihua and Zuo Xuan exchanged glances and revealed smiles of relief.

Chen Xihua raised his hand to gently touch the blade of the Taiyue Void-Slaying Sword, feeling the fusion of the sword’s Artifact Spirit and the Spirit Realm Spiritual Qi, and said softly:

"With abundant source, there are no more worries on the path of cultivation."

The Geomagnetic Primordial Cauldron beneath Celestial Venerable Zuo Xuan emitted a deep hum, as it absorbed the Earth Magnetic Power of the Spirit Realm, making his aura even more steady:

"Back in the Celestial Abyss Realm, I had to spend mana every year to stabilize my Essence. Now, I can finally focus solely on my cultivation."

Among the five, only the Golden Feather Demon Venerable remained calm. He had no worries about his lifespan, and now anticipation flickered in his eyes:

"The Demon Race in the Spirit Realm has profound foundations, I should also return to my clan."

He turned and bowed to the four, the demon patterns on his Gilded Feather Robe glimmering faintly:

"My friends, humans and demons are different, and the territories of various clans in the Spirit Realm are strictly divided. Let us part ways here. I need to find where my clan is as soon as possible, to have a place to settle."

Chen Xihua and the others were all sensible people, naturally aware of the divide between the Human and Demon Races in the Spirit Realm. They cupped their hands to return the salute:

"Safe travels, fellow Daoist! If fate allows, we shall meet again to discuss the Dao!"

The Golden Feather Demon Venerable laughed heartily, his golden wings giving a sudden flap, turning into a stream of gilded light, and his figure vanished into the Cloud Sea in an instant.

Watching his departure, Chen Xihua looked back, speaking in a deep voice:

"The situation in the Spirit Realm is unclear, with clans and forces intertwined. We have just arrived and must not act rashly."

He glanced at the other three, his tone decisive:

"The immediate priority is to find a gathering place for cultivators, to understand the distribution of forces, cultivation systems, and resource networks in the Spirit Realm, and then make long-term plans."

"These are wise words!"

Celestial Venerable Xiaoyao was the first to agree, eager to find Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to extend his lifespan:

"Twenty thousand miles to the southwest is the dense aura of human habitation, which must be a gathering place for cultivators."

Celestial Venerable Zuo Xuan nodded in agreement, the Geomagnetic Primordial Cauldron spinning in his palm:

"With the Earth Magnetic Power, I’ve sensed that direction is supported by a stable Spirit Vein. It should be a sizable market or sect’s residence."

Chen Sheng also nodded. Although the legacy of the Four Seas Wanderer had records of the Spirit Realm, most were information from ancient times, much of which was outdated.

He tightened his sword at his waist, a hint of caution and anticipation in his eyes:

"Let’s go, and explore the truth of this Spirit Realm first."

Four figures transformed into streams of light, flying toward the southwest.

...

Meanwhile, in the Lower Realm Celestial Abyss Realm, within the Golden Feather Main Hall of the Great Wilderness Demon Court, the scent of wine and demon aura intertwined and lingered.

The luminous pearl hanging from the dome emitted a warm yellow spirit light, illuminating the scene of clinking cups and toasts in the hall.

Chen Sheng, wearing a mysterious black Demon Emperor robe embroidered with the sun and moon Yin-Yang pattern, sat upright on the throne originally belonging to the Golden Feather Demon Venerable, his posture firm like a solitary peak, holding a beast-headed bronze wine vase in his hand, his gaze calmly sweeping over the demons below the steps.

On both sides of the hall, the Demon Emperors of the Great Wilderness clans were arranged—the left side featured Great Demon Emperors from powerful clans like the Cyan Simurgh Race and the White Tiger Race, each exuding a presence as deep and vast as an ocean, all possessing late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, yet wearing smiles and taking the initiative to raise their cups toward Chen Sheng on the throne.

The Demon Emperors from medium-sized clans on the right were much more reserved, keeping their heads bowed and glancing occasionally with awe and anticipation at Chen Sheng.

Since the Golden Feather Demon Venerable announced seclusion, Chen Sheng had ruled the Demon Court with the authority of the Roc Emperor for three years, using his prestige from stratified alliances and thunderous methods to reform the bureaucracy, making the entire Great Wilderness Demon Race compliant and submissive.

Chen Sheng took a sip of the amber "Hundred Beasts Spirit Brew," the liquor turning into pure demon energy upon reaching his throat, yet unable to mask a trace of regret in his heart.

Because of the "Father of Myriad Phenomena Beasts" plan, many of the powerful clan’s Demon Emperors openly supported him, and all the other medium-sized clan’s Demon Emperors behaved obediently in his presence, eagerly looking up to him.

It thwarted his attempts to use "kill the chicken to scare the monkey" to eliminate internal threats, prompting his reflection: "This plan has proceeded too smoothly."

After three rounds of drinks, a sudden sound of heavy footsteps was heard, as the Great Demon Emperor of the Bear Race, Mang Shan, staggered to the front of the hall.

His figure was as towering as a small mountain, reeking of alcohol, still clutching half a vat of wine. As he reached the center of the hall, he staggered and knocked over a bronze wine vat on the table, spilling the liquor everywhere.

Mang Shan squinted his drunken eyes, muttering incoherently:

"Great, Great Roc Emperor! I salute you!"

The hall instantly fell silent, with all the Demon Emperors holding their breath, slyly watching Chen Sheng on the throne.

Chen Sheng’s eyebrows twitched slightly, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes imperceptibly—finally, a "chicken" with enough weight had arrived!

He didn’t care whether the other party was genuinely reckless or a fake shoved out by other major clans; in any case, he accepted this gift.

He set down the wine vase, his voice cold as ice: "Behaving inappropriately before the hall, not knowing your place!"

Before the words had settled, he fiercely flicked his sleeve, causing a black and white intertwined spirit light to burst forth from his sleeve like a giant hand reaching for Mang Shan.

Mang Shan roared in anger, trying to activate his demon power to resist, but at the instant that spirit light touched his body, all his demon power dissipated as if sinking into an ocean.

In merely a breath, this late-stage Nascent Soul Great Demon Emperor was captured by the spirit light, vanishing into Chen Sheng’s sleeve, falling into the Yin Yang Qi Diagram, unable to move.

All the Demon Emperors below the steps widened their eyes in unison, gasping in shock.

That was the Bear Race’s Great Demon Emperor!

To be subdued so effortlessly by the Roc Emperor without managing a single move?

The Great Demon Emperors of the Cyan Simurgh Race and the White Tiger Race perceived more; they clearly sensed the dense presence of Yin Yang Dao Principle within the spirit light from Chen Sheng’s sleeve.

There was also Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi resonating with it—a sign that the embryonic form of the Dao Principle had reached great success, so their shock surpassed that of ordinary Demon Emperors; it was after all, the Yin Yang Dao Principle!

"Hiss—Heaven and Earth Resonance, Yin Yang Dao Principle!"

The Great Demon Emperor of the White Tiger Race was filled with shock but reacted quickly, hastily congratulating:

"Great Roc Emperor, to comprehend the embryonic form at such an age, even the ancient demon saints may not match it!"

The Great Demon Emperor of the Cyan Simurgh Race also wiped a smile as he congratulated:

"With the Yin Yang Dao Principle perfected, ascending to Demon Venerable is just a matter of course!"

Upon hearing this, the gaze towards the throne from all the Demon Emperors contained even more fear and reverence.

...

In the years following, Chen Sheng completely took charge of the Demon Court.

On this day, the core of the Great Wilderness suddenly changed colors with wind and clouds, leaden gray clouds surging like tidal waves, countless purple thunders rolling in the cloud layers, producing roaring booms that quaked the mountains and rivers.

A golden-winged roc tens of thousands of feet high soared skyward from the Demon Court, its wings unfolded like a golden cloud obscuring the sky and sun, its beak wide open, spewing black and white intertwined Yin Yang Qi which condensed into the Tai Chi Atlas before it.

"Boom!"

The first strike of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder cleaved down like a purple dragon, charging directly at the roc’s phantom.

The Golden-winged Roc showed no fear, its wings flapping as it directly charged forward, swallowing the thunderbolt as thick as a bucket into its belly!

As the thunder entered its belly, it was immediately enveloped and ground by the Yin Yang Qi, transforming into pure energy to nourish the primordial spirit.

Following that, the second, third... countless thunders struck down in succession, all devoured by it, transformed into nourishment for its ascension.

Far on the clouds, the Elder of the Yin Yang Treasure Bottle manifested a translucent elder phantom, watching the earth-shattering scene of crossing the tribulation, his cloudy eyes filled with disbelief:

"Refining heavenly thunder with the Yin Yang Dao Principle, such a tribulation crossing method, even true demon bloodlines in the Spirit Realm may not match!"

Further away, the spectating Demon Emperors had long been prostrating on the ground.

When golden petals fell from the sky and golden lotus flowers emerged from the earth, they collectively bowed and worshiped, their voices resonating throughout the Great Wilderness:

"We worship the Roc Demon Venerable! Congratulations to the Demon Venerable for breaking through and ascending to Venerable!"

The phantom of the Golden-winged Roc gradually receded, and the figure of Chen Sheng reappeared in the air above the Demon Court, adorned in a Gilded Demon Venerable Robe, surrounded by a majestic aura of divinity transformation level, perfectly merging with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

He looked down at the kneeling demons, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes: "Rise!"