Chapter 1766: Eternal Life (Part 2)

Luo Changsheng’s words moved countless profound practitioners from the Eastern Divine Region. Luo Shangchen, however, suddenly lifted his head from the ground and roared, "Get out! Get out now!"

To others, this was undoubtedly Luo Shangchen protecting Luo Changsheng, preventing him from enduring the same humiliation.

Only those from the Sacred Universe Sect knew the grief and fury in his words.

"Hahahaha," Yun Che burst into laughter. "It seems your Royal Father doesn't want to accept this kindness. But whether he accepts it or not is his business. How could this Devil Master bear to deny your filial piety?"

"If you can't take his place, then join him. After all, you are 'father and son'!" He emphasized the words 'father and son,' his smile laden with deep sarcasm.

At that moment, everyone in the Sacred Universe Sect faintly sensed that Yun Che seemed to know everything about their "father and son" relationship.

"Very well." Luo Changsheng did not protest further. Instead, he bowed respectfully. "Thank you for this gift, Devil Master." With that, he quietly moved to Luo Shangchen's side and knelt behind him.

"You... get out!" Luo Shangchen suddenly reached out and pushed Luo Changsheng.

Luo Changsheng did not resist, but Chi Wuyao suddenly raised her hand, nullifying Luo Shangchen's push. She smiled and said, "Sacred Universe Realm King, it's rare for your son to show such filial piety, willing to share both glory and humiliation with you. How ungracious it would be to refuse."

In the Northern Divine Region, Chi Wuyao's authority was second only to Yun Che's. Even though a storm raged in Luo Shangchen's heart, he could no longer speak. He had already been humiliated to this extent; how could he bring further uncertainty to his sect's safety due to his personal anger?

He stopped speaking, lowered his head, and crawled on his hands and knees towards Yun Che, just as before.

As the foremost Realm King of the Eastern Divine Region, he had envisioned a glorious death in battle. After the Devil Emperor's return, he had even considered a meaningless demise. But he had never imagined he would live to endure such humiliation. Yun Che knew that this was far more unbearable than simply killing him.

Beneath the surface of leniency lay the most cruel revenge.

But who was there to blame for all of this? The Glazed Light Realm and the Heaven Covering Realm, both among the three King Realms, had preserved their dignity and remained unharmed. In the future, their status in the Eastern Divine Region would even surpass their former standing.

Even more tragically, the reason for his current humiliation was that he had been the first to stand up and call for Yun Che's death—a choice he made for Luo Changsheng and Luo Guxie, the very two people he now hated most. How ironic.

Behind him, Luo Changsheng followed closely, kneeling and moving alongside him.

When two people shared a humiliation, the sense of degradation was invisibly reduced by more than half. With every step and every breath, he could clearly feel Luo Changsheng's presence. If none of that had happened, this extremely humiliating experience would have gained a precious, unforgettable glimmer of light due to Luo Changsheng's voluntary companionship. But... all the cruelest things in this world, like an irresistible nightmare, had descended simultaneously within this brief period.

Chi Wuyao's gaze lingered on Luo Changsheng for a few breaths before she calmly looked away, not bothering to alert Yun Che. There was no need.

Finally, having crawled back to Yun Che's feet once more, Luo Shangchen kowtowed and said, "This Luo knows that his past sins are unforgivable. To receive the Devil Master's grace in sparing my life, everyone in the Sacred Universe Sect will be eternally grateful and harbor no ill intent."

No sooner had his words of loyalty fallen than a sudden burst of profound energy erupted behind him, and a fatally cold light, condensed in an instant, shot straight towards Yun Che.

Caught off guard, Luo Shangchen was instantly pushed away by the sudden surge of energy. The cold light pierced through layers of space, aiming directly for Yun Che's throat. Behind it, a pair of eyes as ruthless as a hungry wolf glared.

Yun Che's long hair fluttered, but he remained motionless.

With a dull thud, the short sword Luo Changsheng had suddenly thrust out froze in front of Yun Che. Yan Yi's withered hand gripped the blade, and without a single drop of blood scattering, the sword was as if suppressed by ten thousand mountains, unable to move even an inch. The power within it rapidly dissipated like a receding tide.

It was a joke; if even a single strand of Yun Che's hair were harmed in the presence of the Three Yama Ancestors, they would lose face beyond measure.

Yun Che slowly lowered his gaze, looking at the gritting Luo Changsheng, his eyes filled with a hint of disappointment. "Is that all?"

Yan Er's spectral claw struck Luo Changsheng directly in the chest. With a muffled groan, Luo Changsheng's short sword flew from his grasp, and he was instantly sent flying. Yan San's figure also appeared eerily above him, stomping him downwards.

Boom— Amidst the thunderous sound, the earth cracked, and Luo Changsheng's mouth sprayed foamy blood.

The sudden turn of events caused a collective gasp across the Eastern Divine Region.

A cultivation level of Divine Master Realm Level Seven would make one superior to all in any divine region, anywhere. However, around Yun Che, the Three Yama Ancestors were guarding him closely, the Devil Queen and Yan Emperor were present, along with numerous Moon Eaters, Devil Maidens, and Yama Devils. The originally brilliant Luo Changsheng held no light whatsoever among them. Even Yun Che himself was powerful enough to incinerate Venerable Taiyu with a single hand. How could Luo Changsheng possibly kill Yun Che?!

Was he insane?!

"Urgh... Ah!!" Luo Changsheng's eyes were bloodshot. Facing the Three Yama Ancestors, who could overpower any Divine Emperor, he showed no fear. With a fierce roar, he burned his essence blood, and a storm capable of tearing dimensions suddenly surged around him.

The earth and space were shredded into pieces. Dragging a long trail of blood, Luo Changsheng actually broke free from Yan San's suppression. But instead of seizing the opportunity to escape, he grabbed another short sword, and a surge of wild power furiously condensed upon it.

Within the storm, the short sword shot towards Yun Che like a desperate meteor.

However, this meteor was instantly shattered by Yan Yi's palm, leaving only scattered fragments of light and a chaotic storm.

Bang! Bang! Two overlapping thuds echoed as Yan Er's and Yan San's spectral claws simultaneously struck Luo Changsheng.

Given Luo Changsheng's cultivation, he should have had some power to struggle against the Yama Ancestors. But all his strength and will were focused solely on Yun Che, expending even his most basic protective profound energy.

Under the terrifying and unparalleled Yama Devil power of the two Yama Ancestors, the color instantly drained from Luo Changsheng's face. Blood fountains erupted from his seven orifices and over a dozen points on his body, and he crashed heavily to the ground.

"Changsheng!" Only then did Luo Shangchen awaken as if from a dream. He let out a fierce roar and lunged forward, but an arm firmly restrained him. The Sacred Universe Grand Elder held him tightly, shaking his head vehemently.

Luo Changsheng lay sprawled on the ground, painfully coughing up blood. At first, the blood was crimson, but gradually, like his complexion, it began to turn a deeper and deeper black.

Without trying to calm his surging blood or beg for mercy, he raised his head high. Facing the projection array and all the profound practitioners of the Eastern Divine Region, he roared in a hoarse voice, "You cowards... why... why aren't any of you resisting..."

"Your Realm King... is being humiliated like a dog by these devils... This is a humiliation for all of you... Why aren't you resisting? Instead, you are at peace with it!"

"Have the profound practitioners of the Eastern Divine Region lost even their most basic courage and backbone?!"

His hate-filled eyes and blood-stained words reverberated through every corner of the Eastern Divine Region.

"Changsheng... stop, stop!" Luo Shangchen trembled, then suddenly lunged forward, kneeling heavily before Yun Che. In deep terror, he pleaded, "Devil Master, this Luo has failed in his guidance. Changsheng has suffered a great setback recently, losing his mind and soul, which is why he made such a grave mistake just now. This Luo will... this Luo will personally cripple all his cultivation and imprison him in the Sacred Universe Sect from now on, never allowing him to leave by even half a step." With tears streaming down his face, he finished speaking, then kowtowed frantically, his forehead quickly becoming stained with blood.

"Heh... I don't need you... to beg for my mercy!" Luo Changsheng hissed, "I, Luo Changsheng... would rather die... than yield to you spineless cowards... who are terrified of death and utterly lacking in courage!"

"Oh my," Chi Wuyao murmured softly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Trying to incite rebellion in the Eastern Divine Region with your death? A good idea, but... ultimately too naive."

"Hehehe," Yan Er chuckled at Luo Changsheng's unyielding words. "How touching. This old devil is almost moved to tears again."

A black shadow flashed. Yan Er's spectral claw pierced through Luo Changsheng's chest as if through rotten wood, completely severing the life force of this truly peerless genius who had repeatedly broken the history of the God Realm.

Luo Changsheng's eyes bulged, and he slowly toppled over.

"Changsheng!!" Everyone heard Luo Shangchen's mournful cry.

Yan Er slowly withdrew his spectral claw from Luo Changsheng's body. Just as he was about to casually crush him, Chi Wuyao's devilish figure suddenly flashed forward, pushing Yan Er away with a palm strike. At the same time, she grabbed Luo Changsheng, her devil soul directly invading his rapidly disintegrating spirit.

Yan Er was furious and about to strike, but seeing the Devil Queen's figure, he quickly retracted both his neck and his power.

The First Law of Survival for a Yama Ancestor: Men beside the Devil Master can be brutally beaten if they displease you; women beside the Devil Master... absolutely cannot be touched or yelled at.

In an instant, Chi Wuyao withdrew her devil soul and calmly tossed Luo Changsheng out, landing him precisely beside Luo Shangchen.

Yun Che watched with cold eyes, not uttering a single word.

"Changsheng... Changsheng!" Luo Shangchen crawled and lunged to Luo Changsheng's side, embracing his blood-stained body. Feeling his rapidly fading life force, his face was streaked with bloody tears.

If not for his deep affection for Luo Changsheng, he would not have collapsed to this extent after learning the truth. Even though Luo Changsheng was a bastard child, a tool Luo Guxie used for revenge against him, watching him die before his eyes still shattered his heart and soul, causing him unbearable pain.

Luo Changsheng's arm moved. With all his remaining strength, he reached out to Luo Shangchen, a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzzing from his lips: "Royal Father... your son must... go first..."

"..." Luo Shangchen trembled all over, suppressing his sobs with difficulty.

"I am... Luo Changsheng..." he murmured. "I am Royal Father's son... the Sacred Universe Young Master... I... am not... a bastard..."

Luo Shangchen closed his eyes and softly said, "Yes... of course, you are Changsheng. You are the pride of the Sacred Universe, your father's son. No matter what happens, you will always be your father's... most proud son."

The light in his eyes was fading, but Luo Changsheng seemed to smile. He looked at the sky, and through the projection array, he seemed to see countless eyes watching him. He smiled and whispered, "This way... the world... will remember me... Luo Changsheng..." "Everyone will remember... I am... Luo... Chang... Sheng..."

His expression froze in a smile, his gaze reflecting the pale sky.

When everyone else had chosen submission, a submission born of utter humiliation, he, who possessed the most extraordinary talent, the most brilliant future, and who should have fought to live at all costs, instead chose to die unyielding. Indeed, every image, every roar before his death, would be deeply etched into the memories of the Eastern Divine Region's profound practitioners. Everyone would remember, deeply and forever... his name was Luo Changsheng.

Clearly feeling Luo Changsheng's last breath dissipate, every muscle in Luo Shangchen's body convulsed. His soul twitched at times, then felt hollow... yet even in its emptiness, it was accompanied by unprecedented agony.

He picked up Luo Changsheng, his eyes vacant, and slowly walked away, his steps as heavy as those of an elderly man... seemingly forgetting that he had not yet received Yun Che's dark imprint, and even forgetting to ask for permission to leave.

Yun Che gave no command, and no one stopped him.

Yun Che turned his gaze to Chi Wuyao and transmitted his voice, "Did you search his memories?"

"Yes," Chi Wuyao replied. "I thought he would know Luo Guxie's whereabouts, but surprisingly, he didn't. That madwoman is, after all, a minor, yet persistent, threat."

Although she hadn't found any information on Luo Guxie, she had gained quite a few other insights.

Yun Che did not ask further.

"Ah, what a pity," Chi Wuyao sighed softly, looking in the direction Luo Shangchen had left. Then she quietly uttered, "Jie Xin, Jie Ling."

Behind her, Jie Xin and Jie Ling appeared simultaneously, bowing and awaiting orders.

"Slaughter the Sacred Universe Sect," Chi Wuyao calmly ordered.

"Yes," Jie Xin and Jie Ling responded, then departed to carry out the order.