Immortal of the Nine Realms-Chapter 1558: Lord, Theyre Here

Xin Zong spoke in a low voice. "This experiment is a spell created by the Saint Son. He fused it with the demonic calamities that have always existed in the Nine Mortal Realms. By using this technique, he can forcefully shatter the veil of the womb through the descent of a demonic calamity, guiding everyone to recover their memories of past lives.

"You should also know this. At present, everywhere in the Nine Mortal Realms, the people you see are all members of our race. It's just that their memories have yet to awaken."

"If their memories awaken, then the Nine Mortal Realms will belong to you," Fang Chen said with a faint smile.

Xin Zong nodded. "Indeed. If the experts of our race could descend here directly, there wouldn't have been so many years of trouble afterward. With just one year, we could completely take the Nine Mortal Realms."

"With your race's foundations, that is indeed possible. Then... when do they plan to come over?" Fang Chen asked.

"They... cannot come," Xin Zong replied, his eyes narrowing. "Even if they could, it would only be through reincarnation."

"For what reasons?"

"At present, I only know two. One is that the distance between the two sides is simply too great. The other is... the coordinates of the Nine Mortal Realms have been completely erased by your so-called Yang Gods."

"So your follow-up reinforcements are effectively nonexistent?" mused Fang Chen.

Aside from the experimental technique, Wang Chongsong likely knew everything else. He had to have already known that there were ninth-transformation True Demons within the Nine Mortal Realms. He also likely knew that the other side would not have any powerful follow-up support.

They called themselves seeds, which meant that seizing the Nine Mortal Realms was merely to obtain a vessel, a place where their race could sprout anew.

As for those demonic powerhouses still resisting foreign enemies over there, perhaps from beginning to end, they never intended to come at all. They only wanted to leave a path of survival for their descendants.

Thinking of this, Fang Chen suddenly felt a sense of relief. Primarily because, from Xin Zong's description, that race's strength and foundations were truly terrifying. If one day they really could cross the distant starry expanse and arrive here, no matter what methods the Yang Gods of the Nine Mortal Realms possessed, they would all be useless. There wouldn't be even the slightest chance of victory.

"We truly have no follow-up support," Xin Zong continued. "Even if there were, we would still need to wait for them to grow."

He sighed softly. "But those who can awaken their memories on their own are extremely few."

"Tell me about your Saint Son," ordered Fang Chen. "What is his background?"

Fanaticism crossed both Xin Zong's and the Corrosive Dragon King's faces.

"The Saint Son? The Saint Son is an existence without equal. When I was still a child, he was already nearly invincible across the twenty-six realms!"

Clearly, the Saint Son held an extremely high status in their hearts.

"Is this Saint Son currently in the Nine Mortal Realms? Is he the Demon Ancestor?" Fang Chen asked calmly.

Xin Zong fell silent for a few breaths, then slowly shook his head. "I don't know."

"What about the Ancient Demon Sect? Have you heard of it?"

The two shook their heads together.

"I don't know."

"It seems your understanding of the Nine Mortal Realms isn't much better than that of ordinary cultivators." Fang Chen smiled faintly, then looked at the Corrosive Dragon King. "Your cultivation is lower, so you reincarnated into the Nine Realms after Xin Zong. Before you reincarnated, what was the state of the war on your side?"

The Corrosive Dragon King's expression turned fearful, as if recalling something terrifying. His voice turned hoarse. "At that time, I was waiting for reincarnation in the Abyss of Demons. Vaguely... I seemed to see the enemy..."

Fang Chen's eyes narrowed. "What were they like? Strong enough to force you into this situation? How much stronger than you were they?"

He wasn't afraid that the demons' enemies might also discover the Nine Mortal Realms. As long as the True Demons weren't foolish, they would destroy the Reincarnation Mirror at the final moment. Otherwise, their clansmen in the Nine Mortal Realms would never have peaceful days.

The Corrosive Dragon King shook his head. "I... I couldn't see clearly..."

"If the enemy has already drawn near the Abyss of Demons, then your situation there truly isn't optimistic," Fang Chen murmured. "So you'll also accelerate your plundering of this place..."

"In truth... the Nine Mortal Realms have long been our race's territory. What you see now is merely a layer of illusion." Xin Zong said softly. "Even you, sir... are a reincarnation of our race. You simply haven't awakened your past-life memories."

"But you don't dare act recklessly, do you?" Fang Chen smiled lightly. "If everyone in the Nine Mortal Realms is a reincarnation of your race, then even your ninth transformation True Demons wouldn't dare act rashly, right? After all, killing us would be equivalent to killing your own kin."

"That's true," Xin Zong said in a deep voice. "But what if the veil of the womb is broken and past-life memories are restored? Even if only one-third, or even fewer, of the Nine Mortal Realms awaken their memories, that would be enough for our race. As for the rest who remain stubborn and unenlightened, they can simply be killed."

"Indeed." Fang Chen nodded. "You said earlier that to cast this spell on Tuxiong Star, you need five first-transformation immortals to sacrifice themselves.

"These five, are they also your people?"

"... Yes."

"Logically speaking, since so few of your race awaken their memories on their own, they should be scattered everywhere. How did you gather them together? Was it your Saint Son?"

"In the True Martial Realm, within the Spirit God Sect, there is one cultivator of our race who already holds a high position," Xin Zong replied. "The experimental method was passed to me by him. It was also he who found us and brought us together."

Fang Chen continued questioning him for about another half hour, extracting the name of that Spirit God Sect high-ranking figure and the time when the five first-transformation immortals would arrive.

Only after they had nothing left to say did he end the conversation.

"Corrosive Dragon King, Jiangguang City is a good place. You may stay here for now. As long as you don't leave Jiangguang City, you'll still be considered free."

Fang Chen smiled at him, then took Xin Zong and returned to the living world.

...

Void Immortal Sword Sect.

Xin Zong felt as though he had been reborn.

The sky was still the same sky, but he was no longer the same person.

"Don't let your mind wander too much. Whatever you think, I will know." Fang Chen said with a faint smile.

"Yes." Xin Zong gathered his scattered thoughts and said softly, "Lord, do you plan to wait here for those five first transformation Immortals to arrive?

"Even if they're killed... this experiment still can't be stopped. As far as I know, it will be carried out simultaneously across many Realms."

"Then what? Because it can't be completely stopped, should we just give up?" Fang Chen replied calmly.

Xin Zong wanted to continue persuading him, but suddenly felt a trace of killing intent fall upon himself and immediately shut his mouth.

He had already betrayed so much information about his own race just to survive.

He had no desire to die again, especially since he was no longer clean.

Several years later.

Xin Zong suddenly took out a token, shrouded in a faint white glow. "Young Lord, they've arrived."

Fang Chen nodded lightly. "Call them over."