Chapter 142: The Resurrection of the Demonic Seed

A muffled sound echoed from inside the coffin, and terrifying malevolent auras surged through its cracks. Seeing this, Fatty Two hardened his resolve, channeled strength into his feet, and leaped gracefully into the air. With a swift somersault, he concentrated the power of the God-Slaying Spear and drove it down directly into the golden coffin.

With a deafening crash, monstrous waves surged across the sea of blood.

A fracture split across the surface of the golden coffin.

"As expected of the one chosen by me, Rahu! Continue! The Taiji Diagram can never withstand your second strike!"

A rumbling voice reverberated from within the coffin, and Rahu seemed somewhat exhilarated.

Fatty Two let out a cold laugh, spiraling downward through the air. With another thrust, he aimed straight for the center of the Taiji Subjugation Diagram. Piercing the exact boundary where yin and yang intersected, the God-Slaying Spear punched through the lid of the golden coffin.

Immediately afterward, he gave his wrist a sharp twist, and the golden coffin lid shattered instantly.

The Suppression Golden Coffin possessed primordial fortune, which was the only reason it had been able to seal Rahu.

Yet who would have thought it was ultimately no match for the God-Slaying Spear? With this single maneuver by Fatty Two, the Suppression Golden Coffin was utterly destroyed. It could no longer suppress the Ancestor of Demons, Rahu, who lay trapped within.

In an instant, a dazzling golden radiance flashed.

Fatty Two was struck by the brilliant glow; though he attempted to resist with the God-Slaying Spear, the sheer shockwave blasted him backward.

The golden coffin lid shattered, unleashing a blinding wave of golden light.

Amidst the golden radiance, streams of scarlet blood Qi began to rapidly spread and erupt. The four Immortal-Slaying Swords and the bronze chains locking the golden coffin shook violently.

Finally.

With a crisp snap, one of the bronze chains broke.

The snapping of the first chain immediately triggered a chain reaction. With a series of successive cracks, all the bronze chains binding the golden coffin shattered completely.

The bronze chains plunged into the sea of blood, vanishing from sight.

The light emanating from the four Immortal-Slaying Swords upon the golden coffin grew increasingly dazzling, their sword auras slashing wildly in all directions. Whenever they brushed against the surrounding rock walls and reefs, those surfaces were instantly pulverized into dust.

Yet, deprived of the Taiji Diagram, the sword formation of the four Immortal-Slaying Swords was completely ruined. Powerful and sharp though the swords were, they were incapable of subduing the entity within the coffin.

A roar that shook the heavens burst forth from the golden coffin.

The sea of blood churned violently, swallowing the entire golden coffin into its depths. The four Immortal-Slaying Swords detached entirely from the coffin, plunging into the sea of blood to battle the upheaval.

However, with no one wielding them, the attacks of the four Immortal-Slaying Swords were chaotic and disorganized.

Seeing this, Fatty Two sprang back to his feet, rushed forward, and smashed his spear heavily against the four Immortal-Slaying Swords. A surging wave of malevolent aura instantly swept all four swords away, causing them to vanish without a trace.

The sea of blood churned.

As the four Immortal-Slaying Swords disappeared, the waves began to subside.

Atop the shattered remains of the golden coffin stood a single figure.

To all appearances, he looked merely like an infant.

His appearance, however, was exceedingly bizarre. A pair of tiny horns grew from his forehead, and though he appeared to be only two or three years old, his skin was covered in wrinkles, presenting a ferocious and utterly hideous countenance.

Regarding this matter, Fatty Two had already conducted thorough investigations.

The reason Rahu looked like this was because he had indeed been slain by the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation. However, he had used his original physical form to withstand the formation, thereby protecting the sole seed of demonhood he had left behind before his demise. After the demonic seed grew, it manifested as this infant.

Once the infant stood up, he took a deep breath.

It seemed as though he was savoring the very moment he regained his freedom.

With a single inhalation, the sea of blood surged.

It was said that this sea of blood was formed from the liquefied gore of the Demon Ancestor Rahu after he was slain, and it also represented the malevolent Qi within his body. At that moment, the infant leaped gracefully into the air, hovering above the blood sea.

The bloodwater beneath his feet was rapidly absorbed into his body.

Simultaneously, the infant grew at a visible rate.

In merely a few minutes, Rahu's demonic seed transformed into the form of a full-grown adult.

Then, Rahu slightly lowered his posture and exerted force with his feet, causing the earth to shake. In the next second, he landed right in front of Fatty Two. By rebirthing through the demonic seed, Rahu had managed to deceive the four Immortal-Slaying Swords, thereby surviving.

The God-Slaying Spear originally belonged to the Demon Ancestor Rahu.

Seeing Rahu approach, Fatty Two immediately cupped his fists respectfully and returned the God-Slaying Spear to Rahu. At that very instant, a peculiar glint flashed through Fatty Two's eyes.

However, Rahu did not draw close. He simply gazed at the God-Slaying Spear, lost in thought.

At this moment, Fatty Two spoke up: "Congratulations, Demon Ancestor, on regaining your freedom!"

As he spoke, Fatty Two moved the God-Slaying Spear closer to Rahu, yet Rahu involuntarily took half a step back. Witnessing this, Fatty Two smiled inwardly, knowing his guess had been correct.

How could the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation be so easily countered? The Demon Ancestor Rahu had paid a tremendously heavy price to be reborn via a demonic seed. Although he had just absorbed the power of the blood sea, his current strength was far less than one-tenth of the ancient Demon Ancestor Rahu's power; he could not even defeat Fatty Two, who wielded the God-Slaying Spear.

At present, his strength was at most at the early stage of the primordial spirit.

Rahu possessed a primordial spirit by birth, but having just been reborn, he had not yet had time to cultivate. Therefore, he simply could not withstand the God-Slaying Spear—he could not wield it, nor could he even touch it.

Nonetheless, Fatty Two took another step forward. Cupping his fists once more, he said, "Demon Ancestor, this is your God-Slaying Spear. The golden coffin is broken; please take it back!"

At these words, Rahu could not help but reply: "I have said it before: from this day onward, you are the Lord of my Demon Race. For the time being, you shall wield this God-Slaying Spear!"

Hearing this, Fatty Two became even more certain of his judgment.

He had been gambling, and now he knew he had won the bet.

Then, the Demon Ancestor Rahu continued: "Demon Lord Lin Wu, in the current world, the various Wu and Yao clans are in decline, and the Taoist sects are falling—this is an opportune moment for our Demon Race to return to prominence. Having just been reborn and regained my freedom, I still require time for secluded cultivation. Therefore, I entrust the grand undertaking of the Demon Race's resurgence to you!"

"Dare I ask the Demon Ancestor, how should I proceed?" Fatty Two inquired.

"In the past, my Demon Race ran rampant across the world; who dared show the slightest disrespect to us? Even the Heavenly Way high above the nine heavens could do nothing against my Demon Race. If not for the Ghost Path meddling from the shadows and unleashing the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation to seal me away, how could I, the Demon Ancestor Rahu, have ever fallen to such a state!"

At this point, Rahu's eyes turned scarlet, and hatred welled up within him.

"Therefore, the primary task for the resurgence of the Demon Race is to slay the Master of the Ghost Path. As far as I know, in order to alter the Fate Disk, the Ghost Path Master entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation; at this moment, he must surely be a mortal. As long as you go and kill the Ghost Path Master, then bring his soul here, I have a method to obliterate his soul entirely, ensuring he can never become the Ghost Path Master again."

"By then, the resurgence of the Demon Race will be unstoppable!"

Fatty Two pondered for a moment before asking, "Dare I ask the Demon Ancestor, where is the Ghost Path Master currently located? Where should I go to find him and slay him?"

"That is not difficult. Lao-jieling Village is a strategic location highly valued by the Ghost Path Master. The reason that place is called Lao-jieling is because it is the ancient boundary between heaven and earth, between yin and yang. Therefore, after altering the Fate Disk, he would inevitably reappear in Lao-jieling Village and is a native of that place."

At this, Rahu added: "If you cannot distinguish who the Ghost Path Master is among the people of Lao-jieling Village, then slaughter the entire village, bring all their souls here, and annihilate them utterly!"

Hearing these words, Fatty Two froze for a moment.

A terrifying, razor-sharp light flashed through his gaze.

The Demon Ancestor Rahu's words reminded him of the tragic fate that had befell Lao-jieling Village, causing him to involuntarily tighten his grip on the God-Slaying Spear.

Noticing that Fatty Two remained silent, Rahu stepped slightly closer and asked, "What is the matter? Could it be that you cannot bear to part with the people of your village?"

Fatty Two shook his head.

Then, Fatty Two asked, "As far as I know, the people of Lao-jieling Village have already been slaughtered by the Underworld. They would rather kill the innocent than let a single one go; Lao-jieling Village has already become a ghost village. Might the person you speak of, Demon Ancestor, have already been killed by the Underworld?"

Rahu let out a cold sneer and said, "With just the Underworld? Absolutely impossible!"

"Yet, the Demon Ancestor should know that I am also from Lao-jieling Village. In truth, our village is completely devoid of living souls now, and this humble subordinate truly does not know where to look for the person you mentioned?" Fatty Two lowered his head and asked.

Rahu glanced at Fatty Two, a strange look in his eyes.

However, immediately afterward, he remarked, "The creation of heaven and earth, the reincarnation of all things—judging by your reaction, it seems you recognize him!"

Rahu stared fixedly at Fatty Two.

"You are right; I do recognize him!" Fatty Two replied. He raised his head; the hesitation from moments before had vanished, leaving only unwavering determination in his gaze.

"In that case, slay him and bring his soul to me!"

With those words, Rahu turned around, preparing to leave.

He needed to cultivate within this dark abyss before he could manifest to the world. Otherwise, if discovered by the Heavenly Way while having evaded the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, he would surely be struck down.

"Demon Ancestor, there is one matter this subordinate does not understand, and I ask the Demon Ancestor for clarification!" Fatty Two said. The God-Slaying Spear in his hand had already begun to emit a scarlet glow, its aura appearing thoroughly terrifying.

"What matter?" the Demon Ancestor Rahu asked.

"You have just been reborn from the demonic seed, Demon Ancestor. I wonder, can you truly withstand the God-Slaying Spear?" As Fatty Two finished speaking, the Demon Ancestor Rahu turned back to look at him.

"What do you mean by this?" Rahu demanded.

"You understand!"

As soon as Fatty Two spoke, his footwork shifted rapidly, and the scarlet radiance of the God-Slaying Spear flared blindingly. Brandishing the spear horizontally in a wide arc, he gathered a tempest of malevolent Qi.

Wielding the spear in one hand, Fatty Two surged forward with overwhelming momentum, lunging straight ahead.