Rise of the Demon God-Chapter 1560 Handicap
Tian Shen's expression remained calm and composed, but internally, he felt a surge of frustration. He hadn't expected the Demonic Ancestor to make such a demand, a demand which was quite troublesome for him.
However, he couldn't let his emotions show, especially in front of the Heavenly Emperor and the Ancestral Beasts.
"I understand your desire for the destruction of Heaven, but I'm afraid I cannot fulfill that request," Tian Shen replied, his voice unwavering.
"However, I can offer you something else. If you cooperate with me and help me hand over Long Chen, I will grant you your freedom. You will no longer be bound to his body or anyone else's. You will be free to roam the world as you please. Won't it be better to have your revenge with your own hand in the future?"
The Demonic Ancestor's eyes narrowed, suspicion evident in his gaze. He hadn't expected Tian Shen to be so cautious. It was clear that he didn't fall for this trap.
Tian Shen's smile widened, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Trust is a rare commodity in our world, but I am willing to make a blood oath. If I break my promise, may I suffer the consequences of eternal damnation."
The Demonic Ancestor's lips curled into a wicked grin. "I don't have that much time to waste. Either you fulfill my wish, or I'll have to take matters into my own hands right now."
"In that case, I'm afraid I can only take the harsher approach." Tian Shen sighed. Although he wasn't sure why the Demonic Ancestor was willing to go so far for Long Chen instead of taking his offer, at the end of the day, the deal had fallen apart.
He pulled out his sword, which had drunk the blood of billions of lives throughout the centuries.
"My sword has been asleep for centuries. I suppose it's about time it gets to taste some blood." He spoke, his fingers grazing against the sharp blade.
He sent a mental transmission to the Heavenly Emperor and the Godly Beasts. "Don't forget the deal. I'll help you deal with the Demonic Ancestor, but you aren't allowed to kill him! I need the boy alive! He needs to die at my hands!"
The Heavenly Emperor signed, bringing out his Heavenly Spear, a God Tier Weapon.
"To think that there would be a day when I'd be fighting beside you. Whatever, I remember the deal. After we're done, we'll never see each other again!"
The Rainbow Phoenix and the Godly Beasts also prepared for the battle, each having a desire of their own.
From all sides, the Demonic Ancestor was surrounded. However, instead of showing fear, the Demonic Ancestor started laughing, his eyes showing battle intent as if he was slightly excited for the battle.
"When you weren't even born, I'd been roaming this world unchallenged. Even if this isn't my body and I don't have my old strength, I'm still enough to teach you kids a lesson!'
A blood-red sword appeared in the Demonic Ancestor's hands, something that belonged to Long Chen. Amongst the very few God Tier Weapons in existence, this was a more prominent one.
In fact, even the Demonic Ancestor was surprised when he found out that the young man possessed this sword. However, it was time to put that sword to good use.
The Demonic Ancestor swung the blood-red sword, creating a shockwave that rippled through the air. Tian Shen and the others braced themselves as the powerful force approached them.
With a flick of his wrist, Tian Shen summoned his own sword and met the Demonic Ancestor's attack head-on. The clash of their swords echoed throughout the battlefield, sending sparks flying in all directions. The ground trembled beneath their feet as their immense power collided.
Tian Shen's eyes narrowed as he pushed against the Demonic Ancestor, his muscles straining with effort. He could feel the weight of centuries of battles behind his opponent's strikes, but he refused to back down. He had waited for centuries and now that he was so close to his goal, he wouldn't let anyone or anything get in his way.
The Heavenly Emperor and the Godly Beasts joined the fight, launching their own attacks against the Demonic Ancestor. Their combined strength created a whirlwind of destruction, tearing through the area and leaving chaos in its wake.
The garden that was previously filled with precious herbs and treasures was slowly getting destroyed by the powerful attacks, yet no one held back.
The Demonic Ancestor laughed maniacally, reveling in the chaos around him. He seemed to draw strength from the battles he had fought in the past, further strengthened by his knowledge, his movements becoming more fluid and precise with each strike. It was clear that he was a formidable opponent, even without his full power.
But Tian Shen was not one to be underestimated. From the moment he found the trace of the bloodline of Ancestral God, he had been crazy to steal it all for himself. Throughout the years, he had killed many who had a similar bloodline to Long Chen, slowly completing the snatched inheritance.
Not only that, he had also robbed many treasures for himself, slowly becoming a being who could even challenge the heavens itself. Unfortunately, there was only one puzzle piece missing.
To find that missing piece, he had spent so much time and effort. He had even slept for centuries, all for this one person. And now that the missing piece of inheritance was right before his eyes, he couldn't even let the Demon God stand before him.
With each clash of their swords, he gained a deeper understanding of his opponent's fighting style.
As the battle raged on, Tian Shen's frustration transformed into a burning rage. He had come too far to let the Demonic Ancestor stand in his way. He knew that defeating him would not be easy without completely destroying Long Chen's body.
He was confident in being able to defeat the weakened Demonic Ancestor if he was to use his powerful skills, but that could also destroy Long Chen's body. He was fighting with a handicap.
The Demonic Ancestor wasn't different either. He didn't even have one percent of the strength that he used to have when he was alive. However, he was trying his best to delay while protecting as much of his strength as possible.
