Chapter 1214: Seeing Ghosts

Shrouding the Heavens 1215: Chapter 1215 - Seeing Ghosts

"What?!"

Everyone exclaimed in shock. This was too unbelievable: it was someone from the Primordial Era, and the old barbarian grandmaster before them had seen him with his own eyes.

The power of a prehistoric deity flowed out, guarded by a formation of an ancient Great Emperor's caliber. Could this be a Primordial Sovereign? Everyone's gaze simultaneously shifted to the monkey. The most probable being of this level that the Human Demon had encountered was the Fighting Saint Sovereign.

The Saint Ape's son felt uneasy under their stares, his head aching. Though saddened, he was certain his father had truly passed away and could not have left a body behind. Who else could it be? Everyone was filled with doubt and surprise.

"It shouldn't be the Saint Ape, because their clan's cultivation methods are incomparably fierce and don't match this grand dao law. It's a bit like the Ruthless Great Emperor!" Li Heishui said. Guarded by an ancient formation, people couldn't truly feel the aura; they only sensed faint traces and couldn't be sure.

Everyone fixed their gaze on the Human Demon. This living ancestor's eyes were unusual as he stared unblinkingly at the immortal cocoon, his expression strange. They consulted the old barbarian, who gave a clear answer: it was not the Fighting Saint Sovereign, but a very bizarre powerful being.

"Clang, clang, clang..." A hundred and eight thousand Heavenly Swords rang out in unison, slashing down. The Human Demon waved his translucent white bone staff, dispersing the sword energy, and stepped forward, taking a few crucial steps within the formation.

This was a corner of an ancient Great Emperor's incomplete formation, yet it was extraordinarily powerful. Even saints entering it would be refined into dust. The big black dog had failed its first attempt to decipher it. The Human Demon, who had roamed unchecked in the Primordial Era and was considered a peerless powerhouse, had to treat this place with seriousness, slowly advancing with profound dao techniques.

Along these few steps, Ye Fan and the others naturally asked about the identity of the sleeping powerhouse in the Primordial Era. "I don't know, I only saw him once," the Human Demon shook his head, unable to be certain.

However, his memory was vivid. At that time, he cultivated both Yin and Yang, leading to severe problems with his body and mind: he was a god by day and a demon by night, causing immense chaos. No grass grew in his seclusion place; mountains and rivers were utterly destroyed. When he went mad, he tore open the earth and, beneath the ley lines of his retreat, discovered a person. This person's body was identical to the one in the immortal cocoon.

Everyone exchanged glances, feeling shivers run down their spines. How could someone who had been dormant since the Primordial Era be an ordinary being? And then they ran deep into the sun, now emitting the aura of a deity. The more they thought about it, the more astonishing it became.

"And then?" people asked nervously. "He ran away, and I never saw him again," the Human Demon replied.

This left everyone puzzled and full of doubt. It was truly bizarre that an extremely powerful person had fled without a word after bursting out of the ley lines. The Human Demon vaguely remembered that the person looked bewildered. As he ran, his physical body tore through the universe, vanishing in an instant.

At the time, he felt regret. Having just transformed into a demon, he needed a large amount of blood and flesh, but he missed his prey. Everyone was speechless. This old barbarian grandmaster was truly simple-minded, daring to voice his thoughts from back then. He truly dared to eat anything!

It could have been a deity, yet he didn't care at all. The Human Demon was terrifyingly powerful. The corner of the formation left by the ancient Great Emperor could kill even the world's top experts, but he took a step, paused to decipher, slowly approaching the immortal cocoon shrouded in chaotic energy.

This filled the big black dog with considerable awe. It was the ultimate manifestation of profound cultivation, combining techniques with formations to forcefully pass through. "This corner of the formation probably accounts for a tenth of the entire formation map. Only peerless heroes could pass through it," was the Black Emperor's assessment.

Of course, it was implicitly praising itself, as it believed that given enough time to study, it could also likely figure out a way through. As they approached the hazy cocoon, various mists of light flowed around it. At everyone's request, the Human Demon dispersed the chaos and swept away the fire essence. With a sweep of his hands, a divine mirror appeared.

The mirror could reflect the void, revert to the source, and break through illusions, making the immortal cocoon no longer mysterious. Everyone held their breath, eager to see what this Primordial deity looked like. At first, the mirror's reflection was blurry, but it gradually cleared, revealing a figure.

It was a man, and immediately, people ruled out one of the Great Emperors they had in mind: it definitely couldn't be the Ruthless Emperor. "This Primordial deity is truly fastidious; his entire body is covered in divine materials. Is that the legendary Immortal Silk Divine Robe?" The Black Emperor drooled profusely.

"So many treasures!" The little bald-headed Huahua also blinked his eyes, his gaze fiery, showing potential to surpass his predecessors. "From bottom to top, from feet to chest, all are divine artifacts..." the Black Emperor said, quickly showing a hint of suspicion, as it seemed somewhat familiar.

"On his chest is a Soul-Summoning Divine Pearl, a heaven-defying divine treasure! It's said that even if one's primordial spirit is scattered, it can be recalled and reassembled," the big black dog's eyes widened completely. It wished it could rush up immediately and loot this divine being from the Primordial Era!

"Around his neck hangs a longevity lock, which seems like a supreme sacred object that has been prayed over and blessed by many... But why does this body look somewhat familiar to me?" The big black dog scratched its head, looking puzzled. "He looks familiar to me too, so fat, so portly..." Huahua also mumbled softly.

It wasn't just them; even the Dragon Horse was exhaling white smoke from its mouth, and Ye Fan and the others were astonished. Why was this body so strange? Was this a prehistoric deity?

Adorned with numerous divine artifacts, the plump body was glaringly bright, not particularly imposing or mighty, but rather resembled a... charlatan. The mist completely dispersed, and the divine mirror became perfectly clear, revealing the person's face and showing the true appearance of the Primordial deity.

"————Duan De!""Damn it, how can it be him?!""This is haunted! How is Duan De sleeping here? Wasn't he supposed to have died in the Primordial Ancient Mine?""How could it be the unscrupulous Taoist priest!?"

The group stared, dumbfounded as if they had seen a ghost, simply unable to believe any of this—that the so-called Primordial deity was this charlatan. Not long ago, Duan De had entered the Primordial Forbidden Zone and was shattered into clear qi by the supreme being within the ancient mine. Although everyone suspected he was likely not dead, seeing him in the heart of the sun still left them stunned.

This was too incredible. The Human Demon had seen him over a million years ago? "Is it really the same person?" people gravely doubted.

The Human Demon was about to step past the formation patterns and appear before the immortal cocoon. However, at that moment, the void trembled, and a powerful aura descended, emanating an irresistible pressure. It was the power fluctuation of an ancient Great Emperor!

Everyone was greatly startled. The Human Demon also frowned, stopped in his tracks, and looked deep into the fire essence, where an artifact was actually hidden. It was only when an external enemy invaded that it was activated by strange patterns, emitting wisps of black light, terrifyingly boundless!

"The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Lid!" The big black dog desperately wanted to seize it immediately, but dared not make a move. There was no doubt this was the fat man Duan; the Demonic Lid was proof enough of his true identity. The supreme aura people had sensed earlier was also emanating from it.

"Duan De, you really aren't dead! You came here to fake your death, now wake up!" Only the Human Demon frowned, then took a step back, saying, "This Demonic Lid is activated by a strange divine pattern. If we force our way through, it will immediately descend, envelop the divine cocoon, and vanish through the void."

"This dead fatty is quite cautious; he had already made arrangements. Even if we break this incomplete divine formation, he can still escape." Duan De was in a wondrous state; no one could wake him. His entire body was enveloped in supreme Yang energy, refining his true form and purifying his flesh and blood.

"He's cultivating the Heavenly Tribulation Transcendence Art. This scoundrel truly has grand ambitions! The most difficult hurdle is refining the body with supreme Yang immortal energy. He used the immortal energy unleashed by the supreme being in the ancient mine, guided it into his body, and then came into this supreme Yang divine sun for nurturing." Everyone sighed, instantly comprehending the cause and effect.

All things are interconnected and mutually restrictive. The human body inevitably contains both life and death qi, yet Duan De sought to transform the last trace of Yin qi within him, becoming a pure Yang body. What kind of path was this? The Heavenly Tribulation Transcendence Art was created by a Taoist Celestial Venerable. Even after achieving dao, that Celestial Venerable didn't perfect this art. Could it be that this dead fatty possessed such grand ambition as to achieve the flawless state?

"Why do I feel that Uncle-Master Duan... is very strange, a bit scary," Huahua said, peeking his little bald head from behind Ye Fan. Everyone present was startled, then felt a wave of unease. This person had appeared over a million years ago?

The Human Demon couldn't be mistaken. If it were true, there were too many bizarre aspects. Was he preserved by divine source? But the old barbarian grandmaster had explicitly said no, stating he hadn't seen him encased in divine source.

Duan De had spent his entire life searching in tombs. To say he was just seeking treasure, intending to excavate everything from graves, didn't quite make sense. What he was looking for seemed far more valuable than mere treasures!

"If you are familiar with him, I won't intervene," the old barbarian grandmaster said, though a fervent glint appeared in his eyes, as if he had spotted a powerful prey. "This fatty's flesh... it's not tasty!"

"Ancestor, if you have such a good appetite, I can take you to the Fire Qilin Cave and the Myriad Dragon Nest. The Qilins and dragons there are absolutely plump and robust." The group tried to stop him, genuinely fearing he might crunch and chew Duan De. Although the unscrupulous Taoist's origins were bizarre, he was still a friend.

The Human Demon remained still, immortal radiance like threads in his eyes, staring at the cocoon as if trying to see through everything. "He is not the person from back then..." the old barbarian grandmaster uttered such a vague statement.

Everyone was puzzled and looked at him in unison. "The physical body's aura is the same, but the soul is different. This soul bears no mark of time; its age cannot be very great," the Human Demon continued.

Everyone was stunned. There were many strange points here, but they couldn't fully comprehend them at once. "The person from the Primordial Era could instantly kill him tens of thousands of times with just his physical body," was another shocking conclusion revealed by the Human Demon.

"Ancestor, are all these things you're saying... true?" People couldn't help but be astonished. "There's a big problem with his physical body!" At this, the Human Demon's eyes blazed like torches, causing everyone to recoil in shock.

No one had expected him to show such emotion, such a loss of composure. He must have discovered something extraordinary. "Inside him... there are four mythical Marks of Reincarnation!" The wild Human Demon grandmaster revealed a look of shock.

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