Permanent Martial Arts

1771 The Ultimate Devil, An Ancestral Devil Reared in Captivity?

“Open!” Lin Feng shouted.

Immediately, the mysterious runes on the Suppressive Prison Monument seemed to be activated. The stele suddenly opened, revealing a pitch-black entrance.

A rich aura of small chiliocosm came from within.

“What? He opened the stele?”

“The aura of small chiliocosm origin. What a rich aura of small chiliocosm origin!”

“Damn it, how did he comprehend that stele? Does that mean we have no chance at all?”

The three Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereigns’ expressions were very dark when they saw that Lin Feng had really opened the stele. Their original goal was that stele, especially the mysteries of spacetime contained in that stele.

But from the looks of it, Lin Feng had gotten there first and completely comprehended the mysteries of the stele.

Actually, on second thought, this was not too unexpected. The stele contained the mysteries of spacetime, and Lin Feng had long understood the principle of spacetime. Wasn’t it only natural for him to analyze the contents of the stele and even obtain its mysteries?

It was just that the three Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereigns were a little unwilling to accept it.

“Forget it, forget it. Let’s leave.”

The three Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereigns were already thinking of leaving.

However, at this moment, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from the stele. It swept out like a surging torrent, instantly filling the entire space.

“What…?”

Even Lin Feng was very surprised. His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately became vigilant. The power of that aura made Lin Feng’s heart palpitate. Even when facing three Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereigns, he did not seem to feel such trepidation.

Buzz.

Ripples appeared in the Suppressive Prison Monument. Finally, an infinitely huge figure appeared in front of everyone. Seeing this figure emitting a mighty and terrifying aura, everyone’s eyes widened.

“Celestial Devil. It’s actually a Celestial Devil!” Lin Feng was very shocked and could not help but exclaim.

He had seen only too many Celestial Devils, but in the medium chiliocosm, even Celestial Devils were in captivity. How could one appear here?

“It’s an Ancestral Devil, and a very powerful one at that. It even has an aura slightly stronger than the Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereign. What kind of Ancestral Devil is this?”

Lin Feng ultimately had too little contact with the Ancestral Devils, and the Ancestral Devils had always been confined. Hence, he did not know the realm of this Ancestral Devil in front of him at all.

On the other hand, Chiliocosm Sovereign Dark Chasm and the other two Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereigns seemed to have thought of something.

“You are the supreme king of all devils among the Ancestral Devils, the Primordial Devil?” Chiliocosm Sovereign Dark Chasm could not help but ask.

“Oh? I didn’t expect someone to still remember me!”

The Ancestral Devil opened his eyes and said expressionlessly. However, his gaze was very calm, not wavering in the least. There was neither joy nor fear. There was only calmness, as still as stagnant water.

Chiliocosm Sovereign Dark Chasm’s expression was solemn as he said in a low voice, “Primordial Devil, wasn’t it rumored that you were imprisoned by the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns? There are even rumors that you were killed. Why are you here?”

Lin Feng was also very curious. He had never heard of the Primordial Devil, but he knew that there was a rather powerful entity among the Ancestral Devils, second only to the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns.

The Ancestral Devils stopped before the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereign. Before the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns were born in the medium chiliocosm, the Ancestral Devils could even compete and fight with the Chiliocosm Sovereigns. They even dared to fight with the cultivators in the myriad worlds.

However, ever since Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns were born among the Chiliocosm Sovereigns, everything changed.

No matter how strong the Ancestral Devils were, they were not comparable to the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns. All of the Ancestral Devils were even suppressed and confined, and could only move in a very small area of the medium chiliocosm.

Lin Feng had always had a question. The Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns could kill the Ancestral Devils with a flick of their finger, so why did they leave the Ancestral Devils alive?

This king of all devils in front of him was the source of all the Celestial Devils. Perhaps it could answer Lin Feng’s doubts.

The Primordial Devil glanced at Lin Feng. He also seemed a little surprised, but his expression remained calm. He said indifferently, “You’re the Chiliocosm Sovereign who opened the stele? You’re actually still undergoing the eighth Epochal Cataclysm. How impressive. You treat the eighth Epochal Cataclysm like it’s nothing. Looks like there’s a chance for another Medium Chiliocosm Sovereign to be born among you Controllers.”

The Primordial Devil’s expression was complicated. Back then, it was precisely because a Medium Chiliocosm Sovereign was born among the Controllers that the Ancestral Devils could no longer compete with the Chiliocosm Sovereigns for the hegemony of the medium chiliocosm.

A single Medium Chiliocosm Sovereign was enough to completely change the situation. Now, the Chiliocosm Sovereigns had already given rise to three Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns. The Ancestral Devils had long lost hope.

“Primordial Devil, why are you here?”

Lin Feng did not let his guard down. Instead, he was very cautious.

“Why am I here? You should ask those three Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns of yours… All right, according to my agreement with the three Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns, you will obtain 100,000 portions of small chiliocosm origin. Prepare to receive them.”

With that, waves of fluctuations began to emanate from the Primordial Devil’s body. Right on the heels of that, the aura on the Primordial Devil’s body began to decline rapidly. His aura, which was once comparable to an Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereign, or even stronger than an Eight-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereign, quickly declined. It fell all the way to a level only comparable to an ordinary Seven-cataclysm Chiliocosm Sovereign.

If he was not careful, it might even fall below the Seven-

cataclysm.

“So the small chiliocosm origin was obtained from you…”

Lin Feng’s mouth fell open, as if he could not believe it.

He had always thought that the small chiliocosm origin was “plundered” by the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns from many small chiliocosms, and accumulated over an epoch.

But from the looks of it, that was not the case.

The small chiliocosm origin actually appeared from the Ancestral Devil in front of him.

Could Ancestral Devils produce small chiliocosm origin?

Lin Feng could not believe it. He had never heard of Ancestral Devils being able to produce small chiliocosm origin.

The Primordial Devil glanced at Lin Feng and said expressionlessly, “That’s right. I’m the source of all the Celestial Devils. I was born with the power of destruction. All the Celestial Devils and all the Ancestral Devils are a part of me. I’m the king of all devils, the ultimate devil. But so what? I can even produce the small chiliocosm origin, but it will take countless years every time. Sometimes, I even have to devour some other Ancestral Devils to complete the mission given by the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns.”

“I’m reared in the medium chiliocosm. If one doesn’t become a Medium Chiliocosm Sovereign, they’ll always remain an ant, and always be at the mercy of others.”

The Primordial Devil was filled with melancholy. He looked up in a certain direction in the void, as if he was looking at something.

Lin Feng also understood. He understood completely.

They were rearing Ancestral Devils!

It turned out that the reason why the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns did not kill all the Ancestral Devils was that they were rearing them. In particular, Ancestral Devils could produce small chiliocosm origin.

In order to ensure that the source was sustainable, the Medium Chiliocosm Sovereigns held the Myriad Origin Conference once every epoch. The small chiliocosm origin was taken from the Primordial Devil again and again, causing the Primordial Devil to completely lose hope.

No matter how powerful the source was, so what? He did not even dare to resist now.

“Chiliocosm Sovereign Mythical Tree, I’ve already given the fated one 100,000 portions of small chiliocosm origin according to your instructions. What happens next has nothing to do with me.” Suddenly, the Primordial Devil spoke toward a certain direction in the void.