novelraw Chapter 1068 1068 The Gathering of Kings!
Chapter 1068 1068 The Gathering of Kings!
Yakumo Shrine was a sacred place worshipped by the Yakumo Imperial Clan.
It was also a forbidden zone where entry was absolutely prohibited.
In the past, the living beings of the Yakumo Imperial Clan dared at most to pay their respects from the outer perimeter, praying for the evil god's blessings.
It was simply impossible to step inside.
And yet now, Naraku actually said he wanted to enter Yakumo Shrine.
This undoubtedly stirred waves throughout the entire Yakumo Imperial Clan.
Technically speaking, the fall of the quasi-immortal was connected to Naraku.
If he were still the worthless young lord he used to be, he would certainly have faced impeachment.
He might even have lost his position as young lord.
But now, after Naraku had broken through to Supreme and manifested the phantom of the Yakumo Evil God,
all the living beings of the Yakumo Imperial Clan understood.
Naraku was the last hope of the entire Yakumo Imperial Clan.
So faced with Naraku's declaration, many of the clan's living beings chose to remain silent.
An elder asked, "Naraku, have you thought this through? That place is our clan's forbidden ground. No one knows what will happen once you go in."
"If something unexpected were to happen..."
The elder said no more.
Although Naraku was the reason the quasi-immortal had fallen,
Naraku was now far too important to the Yakumo Imperial Clan to be lost.
"No matter what, I'm going in."
Naraku's tone was resolute.
Even after breaking the seal and breaking through to Supreme, he was still no match for Jun Xiaoyao.
The only option was to enter Yakumo Shrine.
This was his last hope and his only capital for a comeback.
So no matter how great the risk, he had to go in.
What's more, Naraku believed he wouldn't necessarily encounter danger.
After all, in the past, when the purple light within Yakumo Shrine had sealed his cultivation,
a passage had once echoed through his mind.
You enter the shrine to receive the evil god's baptism.
Naraku believed he would not be in danger.
Soon, Naraku arrived before Yakumo Shrine.
The shrine was ancient beyond measure, its surroundings dim and dark.
It was as though even light could not penetrate into that shrine.
Looking at this shrine, Naraku felt a complex mix of emotions.
When his cultivation had been sealed, he had deeply resented this shrine.
This shrine had caused him to bear endless infamy, and had made him the famously worthless young lord of the Chaotic Demon Sea.
But the irony was that now, his only hope also lay within this shrine.
Naraku took a deep breath and pushed open the door to enter the shrine.
He was also quite curious about what exactly was inside.
"Grandson..."
Outside, Naraku's grandfather and the others couldn't help but hold their breath.
Naraku, upon entering the shrine, only felt a cold that was like wading through water.
There was no oppressive aura whatsoever.
Inside the shrine it was pitch black, without a single trace of light, and utterly silent.
It was as if he had arrived in a dead and desolate universe.
No sound, no light.
Yet Naraku could feel a pull.
As though something was calling out to him.
He followed the guidance in his heart and continued deeper inside.
Finally, he saw it.
Ahead, there was a faint blue flame, cold and eerie like a ghost fire.
And at the center,
there was unmistakably a relief wall.
Carved on the wall was a terrifying creature with eight ferocious serpent heads.
Once the overlord of the Chaotic Demon Sea!
An ancient dark existence!
A creature that had brought endless destruction upon the world!
Yamata no Orochi!
Or rather,
the Yakumo Evil God!
The moment Naraku laid eyes on that relief,
the eight pairs of eyes of the carved Yamata no Orochi simultaneously lit up with a faint purple demonic light.
Then, before Naraku's stunned gaze,
the Yamata no Orochi that had been a mere carving began to writhe and move.
It then transformed into a mass of purple-black evil divine radiance and shot directly toward Naraku!
"Ah!"
Naraku instantly felt a scorching heat, as though every drop of blood in his body was about to boil.
It seemed as though a terrifying energy had taken deep root within him.
Countless demonic sounds echoed through his mind.
One ancient scene after another surfaced.
In those scenes, he seemed to have transformed into an evil god who ruled over all things.
In his ears, chaotic voices faintly reverberated.
Naraku couldn't hear them clearly, but he vaguely made out four words among them: Lord of Demonic Darkness.
The purple evil power wrapped around Naraku entirely, like a cocoon.
Outside the shrine, the gathered living beings of the Yakumo Imperial Clan all tensed up the moment they heard Naraku's cry.
No one knew how much time passed.
A pillar of purple-black light suddenly surged out from within the shrine, piercing straight through the heavens.
In an instant, the entire area surrounding the Yakumo Island was swept by towering waves.
Countless living beings cowered, trembling with fear.
Some of the most ancient and ferocious sea beasts, sensing this aura, also shuddered uncontrollably and retreated to the depths of the ocean abyss.
For they felt a terror that originated from their very bloodlines and souls.
It was as though their distant ancestors had once trembled and submitted beneath this overwhelming evil power!
At the same time, as this aura erupted,
there was another group of people who felt an inexplicable sensation.
Near the edge of the Chaotic Demon Sea,
a floating tower ship crossed the sky.
On the deck of the ship stood a young man with slightly dark skin, a pair of black fox ears on his head, and ten tails behind him.
It was Yun Xiaohei.
His appearance had changed slightly from before.
It signified that he had already begun to wield the power of the Ten-Tailed World-Destroying Black Fox with mastery.
His reason for coming to the Chaotic Demon Sea this time was that he had heard a world-destroying king had appeared there again.
He wanted to see if he could bring them over to the same side.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao and he were mortal enemies.
Moreover, the Six World-Destroying Kings would soon be heading to the Unspeakable Place, so Yun Xiaohei had made his way here.
Beside him, a number of powerful beings from the Mingzhao Imperial Clan and the Mojie Imperial Clan accompanied him.
"Hm, that aura?"
Yun Xiaohei's gaze swept into the distance.
Far away at the horizon of the sea,
a purple pillar of light pierced through the heavens and earth.
Faintly, it seemed as though a boundless demonic shadow flickered in and out of sight, its vast form appearing to fill the entire sky and earth.
"Lord of Demonic Darkness..."
Without realizing it, those four words slipped from Yun Xiaohei's mouth, and even he himself hadn't noticed.
On the other side, at the ancestral island of the Zhujuyin lineage,
deep within, inside an underground palace,
a young man stood within.
He wore a loose black robe, his black hair falling to the ground, his skin fair and pale.
His features were strikingly handsome, and at the center of his brow was a single scale.
Faintly visible on the scale was what appeared to be a black hexagram pattern.
Before him in the void, a thin sheet of dark gold paper floated suspended.
A faint power of time permeated the paper, and every single character on it seemed to condense the ages of all time and space.
At a certain moment, this young man, as though sensing something, gazed through layer upon layer of barriers toward the distance.
"As expected, my guess was right. He truly is that one."
The young man murmured to himself, not a trace of surprise in his eyes.
"To dare provoke him is simply foolish."
"Even more foolish is daring to provoke me as well."
A faint cold gleam flashed through the young man's black and white eyes.
He was none other than the elder brother Zhuhuang had spoken of.
The imperial son of the Zhujuyin lineage, Zhuye.
He also held another identity.
He was the Second King among the Six World-Destroying Kings!