Archean Eon Art Chapter 458

Inside the chamber

Meng Chuan sat cross-legged and began cultivating the Magic Awl Forbidden Spell.

Whoosh.

Billions of Essence Soul thoughts gathered in his heart. Although separating an Essence Soul avatar was a trivial matter to him, he was refining an Essence Soul weapon-Magic Awl

—with 30% of his Essence Soul Origins, which had a long-term impact on his Essence Soul. Under normal circumstances, people only used 30% of their Essence Soul Origins to cultivate a Magic Awl if they didn't see any hope for future breakthroughs. People who were as talented as Meng Chuan wouldn't do such a thing.

When my mission in the World Gap ends, I'll destroy my Magic Awl and fuse it with my Essence Soul.

Although it would delay his cultivation for a period of time, there were pros and cons. After all, it would be too late for him to cultivate the Magic Awl when the demons actually took action.

Boom!

The slowly-rotating Essence Soul Star sent out a large number of Essence Soul thoughts. They gathered into the shape of a black Magic Awl. Runic patterns were engraved on the Magic Awl, causing it to take shape gradually. When refining a Magic Awl, one had to refine the runes on it layer by layer. These runes mainly contained the void lineage's profundities. As Meng Chuan refined more runes, the dark Magic Awl's aura became more terrifying

With my technique realm improving, I can refine a total of 12 runic layers for the Magic Awl. It will probably take me half a month to finish refining it. I hope that no battles in the World Gap happen during that half-month. With his improved Essence Soul, his strength had already surpassed what he had before. Meng Chuan's Astral Waves could now pose a great threat to those with fifth-level Essence Souls. Meng Chuan's Magic Awl—which only had a few layers of runes currently-could unleash a portion of its full strength.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. Meng Chuan bade his wife farewell and arrived at Archean Mountain. “What? You have attained a sixth-level Essence Soul?” Li Guan, the illusory Qin Wu, and the illusory Luo Tang stared at Meng Chuan in shock.

What a monster.

The Supremacy trio were the strongest Archean Mountain experts in this era. However, after seeing a monster rise up, they felt mixed emotions.

But when they thought about it carefully, Meng Chuan's achievements made sense. Meng Chuan was ranked number one in terms of Essence Soul talent in the Heart Sea Palace! He had the greatest Essence Soul talent in humanity's history. No matter how monstrous and outrageous his achievements were, it was normal and expected for Meng Chuan.

“Luo Tang and I have cultivated for many years, but we are still stuck with fifth-level Essence Souls.” Qin Wu shook his head and smiled. “Punk, you already have a sixth-level Essence Soul.”

“Ranked first amongst humans in the Heart Sea Palace. Heart Sea Palace's evaluation of Meng Chuan's Essence Soul cultivation talent is really accurate,” exclaimed Luo Tang.

Li Guan shot a gratified smile at Meng Chuan and said, “I am increasingly convinced that we will win this war. As long as we stall for timea century or two-Meng Chuan will definitely become an invincible Creation realm expert.”

“Supremacy, I'm not confident about my chances of becoming an invincible Creation realm expert at all,” said Meng Chuan immediately.

If he couldn't create a Grotto-Heaven realm paramount technique, he could only travel his Cloud Dragon Snake Movement Technique's path.

This path wouldn't grant Meng Chuan insane combat strength. Due to this, it was impossible for him to become an invincible Creation Supremacy with just the Cloud Dragon Snake Movement Technique. It was more pragmatic to become an Imperial Lord.

Qin Wu smiled at his disciple. “Don't underestimate yourself.”

“Your Essence Soul talent is very high. It's even higher than your talent for cultivating saber techniques,” said Li Guan. “As long as you attain a seventh-level Essence Soul, your Magic Awl will become a trump card. As long as you are within 50 kilometers of anybody, your Magic Awl can attack them. How many demon sages will be able to withstand your Magic Awl? If you attain an eighth-level Essence Soul, you will be an Essence Soul Tribulation Eminence! You will be able to suppress the three demon Imperial Lords. I believe that I will see us winning this war before I close my eyes for eternity.”

The three Archean Mountain Supremacies were excited that Meng Chuan had attained a sixth-level Essence Soul.

Considering Meng Chuan's breakthrough speed, he would be able to reach the seventh-level Essence Soul in about 50 years. It wouldn't take him longer than 50 years because it wouldn't match Meng Chuan's improvement speed!

Attaining an eighth-level Essence Soul depended on luck.

In human history, calligraphy and painting sages-who could seek answers from their inner self-typically attained seventh-level Essence Souls realm with relative ease.

As for attaining an eighth-level Essence Soul? It was just too difficult. One required talent and opportunities, neither could be missing. In human history, only three people had attained eighth-level Essence Souls. Thus, nobody dared to make claims on how long it would take Meng Chuan to obtain an eighth-level Essence Soul.

“I will definitely do my best. However, it's extremely difficult to become an Imperial Lord. Same as attaining an eighth-level Essence Soul. I'm not confident of my chances at all,” said Meng Chuan immediately.

“Hahaha.” Qin Wu laughed. “By the way, you have to keep the matter of your sixth-level Essence Soul a secret. Tell only King True Martial when you enter the World Gap.”

Meng Chuan was slightly taken aback as he nodded. “I understand.”

“It's not because we don't trust them,” said Qin Wu. “Instead, it's because I can't let the other Godfiends place all their hopes on you, causing the demons to be alarmed. Your Magic Awl is a killer move. King Thousand Wood will be in the open while you lurk in the shadows. One is in the open while the other is in the dark. This will catch them by surprise.”

Meng Chuan nodded. “Understood.” “King Northcleanse is here,” said Li Guan. “I'll send the two of you off.”

Moments later

On the nameless mountain.

Li Guan, Qin Wu, and Luo Tang blasted open a rift in the world membranes. Meng Chuan and King Northcleanse flew into the opening and entered the World Gap.

“It's been more than ten years since Meng Chuan killed the million demon monarchs in the human world,” said Luo Tang. “After such a long time, the demons' all-out attack is definitely getting closer and closer.”

“You're right. The demons used the array formation and those 18 demon monarchs to probe our strength. Once they launch an all-out attack, it will definitely be much more intense,” said Qin Wu. “After all, this is very likely the three Imperial Lords' final chance.”

“It will definitely be more intense,” said Li Guan indifferently. “However, we have also prepared.”

“It depends on whose means are stronger,” said Qin Wu softly.

On one side was the Demon Realm that had prospered for many years. They had Imperial Lords every generation. A Tribulation Eminence would occasionally appear in the Demon Realm.

On the other side was Ancestral Master Archean Eon's homeworld.

Who would win and who would lose?

The outcome would soon be known.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a year had passed since Meng Chuan and King Northcleanse returned to the World Gap.

The Demon Realm.

A mighty lineup of fifth Firmament demon monarchs gathered in the square outside Ice Palace and looked at the three Imperial Lords respectfully.

“This will be a decisive battle.” Emperor Roc's

—the leader of the Imperial Lord Trio-voice echoed in every demon monarch's ears. “The only outcome permitted for this battle is victory.”

“Out of the Demon Realm's numerous fifth Firmament demon monarchs, the 192 of you were selected. Do not disappoint us.”

“Yes,” replied the 192 gathered demon monarchs respectfully, their voices echoing. “If we win, all of you will be handsomely rewarded. If anyone shows any form of negligence during the battle, they will be sent to the Demon Ancestral Cave as sacrifices. They will feed the flames until their deaths,” said Emperor Roc coldly.

The demon monarchs below trembled. Going to the Demon Ancestral Cave as a sacrifice was the worst punishment. One would be constantly tortured by the fire, unable to seek death. Only by reaching the end of their lifespan would they die completely.

Even the proud Monarch Peacock didn't dare make a sound when facing the cold Emperor Roc. The three Imperial Lords spent more than ten years nurturing them. Who would dare to hold back during such a critical battle? Nobody here could withstand the three Imperial Lords' wrath.

“Set off,” instructed Emperor Roc. Boom!

The demon army moved at the same time and flew out of the square.

Emperor Roc, Imperial Lord Starquix, and Lady Blackmoon watched from afar.

“We've waited for so many years. Everything will be decided in this battle,” said Lady Blackmoon.

“We have to win.” Imperial Lord Starquix's eyes were filled with madness.

The famous Emperor Roc had a little hope of independently breaking through to the Tribulation realm. However, Imperial Lord Starquix and Lady Blackmoon had no hope of reaching the Tribulation realm unless they had special opportunities.

“We will win.” Emperor Roc was equally eager.

Not only did he want to become a Tribulation Eminence, but he also wanted to go far down the Tribulation realm path. He could not afford to miss such a great opportunity.

Boom!

King True Martial, King Molten, King Thousand Wood, Meng Chuan, and the other Regis Godfiends—who were cultivating in the World Gap-were suddenly alarmed.

One by one, they could sense the distant world membrane shattering.

“The demon monarchs have entered.” “They are finally here.” King True Martial waved his hand, and an image appeared in the void. It was the scene of the distant world membrane being blasted open. A large number of fifth Firmament demon monarchs flew out of the opening and entered the World Gap. Monarch Peacock, Holy Lady Strings, and others were leading the group.

Meng Chuan and company's expressions turned solemn.

“They are here. The demon sages that are hiding in the human world after entering through possession are probably about to take action,” said King Calm Sea coldly. “It's been more than 17 years since Demon Sage Nine Abyss's attempted assassination on King Eastcalm. It's not strange that the demons are prepared for this battle,” said King Northcleanse.

“I've been waiting for so long. If they didn't come now, I would have needed to enter a slumber first,” said King Molten coldly, his fighting spirit soaring.

Meng Chuan looked at the scene in the void.

Holy Lady Strings sensed something and raised her head to take a look. She then sneered. Instantly, the demon monarchs disappeared from King True Martial's prying means. They could no longer spy on them.

Chapter end