Ye Chen's gaze was like divine lamps, piercing through the Peacock King's body to see his Primordial Spirit. It appeared withered—though still fiery, it resembled the final radiance of a setting sun. He could vaguely sense the Primordial Spirit slowly disintegrating.
It was slow, but it was truly beginning to disintegrate, irreversible!
His expression changed drastically. Indeed, as the Peacock King had said, if this continued, in less than a hundred years, the Peacock King's Primordial Spirit would completely scatter.
At that point, the Peacock King would only have the path of perishing, body and Dao extinguished. Even if mythical Emperors and Sovereigns intervened, they likely couldn't save the Peacock King.
Ye Chen's face was extremely grim, almost roaring, "Knowing your Primordial Spirit is being eroded and disintegrating, you still dared to act? Are you insane?"
The Peacock King said helplessly, "Do you think I want to die? But I heard there's a Chaos Supreme Treasure at the Peak of Fall. I just wanted to borrow the power of the Chaos Supreme Treasure to see if I could try to expel the Death Rule power on my Primordial Spirit and slow its spread."
Ye Chen fell silent. The Peacock King simply wanted to gamble.
If he could truly suppress and stop it, he would have at least over two thousand years of lifespan left. If he didn't strive, he'd have at most two hundred years left. Even if the gamble failed, it would only mean passing away a hundred years earlier.
For a proud figure like the Peacock King, waiting in frustration for his end was worse than falling in glory while striving for a sliver of hope.
Ye Chen sighed softly, "I knew it. Heaven letting us brothers meet and reunite wasn't without reason. Others might not be able to, but for me, there's a chance to try."
The Peacock King asked in surprise and doubt, "Qian Yue, are you saying you can stop the spread?"
"There's a chance, but I can't be too certain. I need to try to confirm," Ye Chen said with a grave expression.
He retrieved a Ten-Thousand-Year Medicine Treasure from his inner space, flowing with fragrant aroma, and offered it. But the Peacock King shook his head, "Ten-Thousand-Year Medicine Treasures won't work anymore. I've used two in the demon domain. Taking one now would have greatly reduced efficacy, not much use."
Ye Chen then offered several precious pills he had refined during his cultivation leisure, saying, "This bottle contains pills I refined, for the Primordial Spirit. They should be able to delay the damage to your Primordial Spirit to some extent."
The Peacock King naturally believed Ye Chen wouldn't harm him and directly swallowed the pills. Immediately, surging life force surged within his body, rushing toward his Primordial Spirit, causing it to tremble and shine brightly. The disintegration speed slowed significantly.
Indeed, it could delay the Primordial Spirit's disintegration speed to some extent.
But it treated the symptoms, not the root cause. The Death Rule was the true culprit disintegrating the Peacock King's Primordial Spirit. Without stopping it, it wouldn't do.
Moreover, Ye Chen even cut his finger, letting a string of dazzling golden saintly blood flow out, saying, "This is my pure saintly blood. It can suppress your Death Rule."
"No, this is your vital essence blood. It will consume your life force," the Peacock King insisted, refusing.
As he said, if it were a Ten-Thousand-Year Medicine Treasure or precious pills, he naturally wouldn't stand on ceremony. But this string of golden saintly blood was true vital essence blood, more refined than the Great Dao Blood of ordinary Heavenly King experts, because it was the vital essence blood of the invincible Battle Sacred Body, impossible to have too much of.
To some extent, this string of Saint Body vital essence blood might even consume Ye Chen's lifespan, as it was essence blood—each drop was true essence, containing the most vigorous life force.
"Don't worry. I can recover."
Ye Chen took out a Ten-Thousand-Year Medicine Treasure and directly bit into it roughly. Fragrant multicolored juice flowed at the corner of his mouth—very rough, very wasteful.
If those ancient recluses nearing their end saw this, they would surely curse endlessly, as such an act was too wasteful, infuriating.
Seeing this, the Peacock King no longer refused and drank the golden saintly blood, about the size of an infant's fist.
Boom—
The Peacock King shuddered through his entire body. The life force within him surged by a large margin in an instant. He immediately felt as if the Death Rule in his Primordial Spirit had encountered a natural enemy, instantly wilting and quickly dissipating.
He could clearly feel this mass of Saint Body vital essence blood transforming into a brilliant radiance, even containing peerless Order Divine Chains—bloodline Order Divine Chains. Righteousness was released, without a trace of forcefulness or domineering.
Ye Chen had long since neutralized the forceful traits of the Battle Saint, not overly domineering, leaving pure saintly blood. Moreover, his Saint Body vital essence blood contained a wisp of chaos blood, enveloping the Peacock King's Primordial Spirit, transforming into countless golden threads of light, permeating every inch, even tracking every spot, searching for every wisp of Death Rule power.
This was astonishing, because before the saintly blood's golden light, every wisp of Death Rule power seemed utterly insignificant, directly suppressed and quickly melting away, as if encountering a natural predator—simply unbelievable.
Finally, all Death Rule power completely dissipated, ceasing to exist, shocking.
The Peacock King was overjoyed and also felt Ye Chen's current methods were increasingly profound and unfathomable.
Moreover, Ye Chen imparted the Divine King Rebirth Art to the Peacock King. With a loud boom, the Peacock King's body radiated splendor, every inch shining with vast light, illuminating the heavens, extremely eye-catching, extremely brilliant. The hidden injuries within his body quickly repaired.
This was a supreme divine ability created by the Human King of antiquity, only slightly inferior to the Saint Body Regeneration Art—a slight difference in ultimate profundity—enough to astonish all.
During this time, Ye Chen handed over several Heaven and Earth Treasures and pills for nourishing the spirit to help the Peacock King quickly repair the injuries on his Primordial Spirit.
Soon, the Peacock King entered seclusion. His aura surged violently, with vast pressure shaking this region, drawing the attention of many demon race powerhouses in the Demon God Hall.
Finally, three days later, the Peacock King emerged from seclusion. His aura had strengthened by a large margin. Previously, due to his Primordial Spirit being eroded, though still among the top experts, he wasn't strong enough, appearing withered. But now, the hidden danger was completely resolved, restoring his true top expert demeanor.
In the treasure pavilion, the Peacock King laughed heartily, spirited and lively, very young yet incomparably powerful, his might overwhelming, who could contend?
"Qian Yue, thank you!"
Ye Chen punched over, shaking him back several steps, laughing loudly, "We're good brothers. Why be so formal?"
The Peacock King wasn't pretentious either, directly inviting Ye Chen to the central treasure pavilion to begin discussing some important matters.