Rise of the Demon God

The Demon Ancestor's laughter reverberated through the hallway, a sinister sound that could send chills down the spine of many. It was clear that the Demon Ancestor was pleased to see that Long Chen remembered their deal.

According to their agreement, Long Chen had agreed to assist the Demon Ancestor in destroying the lineage of the Heavenly Ancestor and even the heaven itself. In return, the Demon Ancestor had promised to help Long Chen deal with Tian Shen and impart all of his knowledge to him before disappearing completely.

"In that case, why are we still here?"

The illusory form of the Demon Ancestor materialized before Long Chen, a ghostly presence that seemed to reside within his own body. Despite his ethereal appearance, a smile of amusement remained etched on his face.

While the Demon Ancestor's form bore an uncanny resemblance to Long Chen, there was no mistaking the demonic aura that emanated from him.

"Shouldn't we be on our way? Time is of the essence."

Long Chen couldn't help but feel irritated by the Demon Ancestor's impatience. He had just engaged in a tiring battle with the Holy Beasts and the Rainbow Phoenix before managing to escape. He had hoped for a moment's rest to recover his strength, but it seemed that the Demon Ancestor was eager to forge ahead like an excited child.

Sighing deeply, Long Chen attempted to calm himself.

"Fine, let's not waste any more time. Show me the way," he reluctantly conceded, granting the Demon Ancestor temporary control over his body once again.

While Long Chen possessed formidable strength, he lacked the knowledge and expertise required to navigate the realms of heaven with ease, unlike the Demon Ancestor.

The Demon Ancestor complied with Long Chen's request, taking possession of his body just as he had done in the past to save Long Chen's life. As the Demon Ancestor assumed control, Long Chen's entire aura underwent a dramatic transformation.

Due to the restricted nature of the Demon Palace, it was impossible to open any portals from within its confines. However, this restriction did not apply to the Demon Ancestor. With a flick of his hand, he effortlessly opened a Spatial Crack before them.

"And so, let the bloodshed begin," the Demon Ancestor murmured, stepping through the portal.

As they prepared to embark on their journey, Long Chen couldn't help but wonder what awaited them. He hoped that whatever lay ahead would be worth the immense effort and exhaustion they were about to endure.

Long Chen followed closely behind the Demon Ancestor as they entered the Spatial Crack. The moment they stepped through, they were transported to a vast expanse of white clouds, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The air was filled with a serene tranquility, a stark contrast to the chaotic energy that resided within the Demonic Realm.

The Demon Ancestor's laughter echoed through the heavens, causing the clouds to tremble beneath their feet.

"So this is the place where that bastard's descendant resides!"

Long Chen couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as he witnessed the devastation that followed in their wake. The clouds darkened, turning ashen gray as cracks began to form in the once peaceful sky.

The heavenly guards, normally vigilant in their duties, stood frozen in fear as they watched the young man, filled with a Demonic Aura that felt even stronger than the Demonic Emperor.

Strangely enough, they could see that the person was no more than a human cultivator, yet the impression he gave them was no different than facing a True Demon.

Although the Heavenly Warriors were shocked, but this wasn't the first time Demons had attacked them. They all raised their weapons, their aura flaring with immense strength.

But before they could make a move, the Demon Ancestor unleashed a wave of his demonic energy, causing the Heavenly Guards to falter and stumble back. Many even lost their weapons that fell from their hands.

The sheer force of the demonic energy was suffocating, making it hard for the ones in the lead to even breathe.

Long Chen could see that the Demonic Ancestor's power far surpassed anything Long Chen had ever encountered before, even though he wasn't at his peak. However, it was also true that the ones before them were just ordinary warriors of Heaven.

With just a wave of his hand, the Demonic Emperor sent the guards flying, their bodies crashing into the distant wall with bone-shattering force.

The Demon Ancestor's laughter filled the air once again, a sound that sent shivers down the Warrior's spine. He was truly like a child who was enjoying his first day out.

It was a chilling reminder of the true nature of the Demon Ancestor, a being of pure darkness and destruction.

As the last of the Heavenly Guards fell, the Demon Ancestor turned to Long Chen with a wicked grin.

"Isn't this boring? To think that even after all this commotion, they haven't shown up." he said, his voice dripping with malice.

The Demon Ancestor paved his path with destruction and chaos. The once peaceful realm had been transformed into a battlefield, with the clouds torn apart and the celestial energies in disarray.

As they approached the Core Area of the Heavenly Realm, Long Chen could sense a powerful aura emanating from within.

It was a mixture of celestial and demonic energies, which made him feel slightly odd. If it was the Heavenly Emperor, his aura should've been pure and celestial. Then why could he sense a demonic trace that he felt familiar with.

The Demonic Ancestor also sensed the strange aura. No one in Heaven should've had an aura like this, which made him quite intrigued.

"No wonder he couldn't come to greet us. Looks like there's a guest here," he said.

He was quite curious about the identity of the guest, for whom the Heavenly Emperor was willing to have so many of his warriors die.

Moreover, he could also see that the number of warriors who were coming forward to stop him had decreased.