This 'living' did not refer to the initial state when conversing with the Peacock King—severely wounded, slumbering, sealed, establishing a great demon race religion to use boundless Faith Power to revive itself in the future.
It meant truly living, never having perished, never having slumbered.
After the destruction of that distant Age of Gods, it had begun to accumulate, to slumber, conserving its strength and biding its time, waiting for a suitable opportunity to completely transform, shedding its old, damaged body, and living out a new life.
What an astonishing fact! A Primordial Demon God, a hegemon of the Age of Gods, had actually, while grievously wounded and on the verge of death, lived out another lifetime, embarking on a new existence.
This situation was akin to breaking and then establishing anew. Moreover, the Primordial Demon God that had lived out a new life was bound to be even more powerful, its lifespan destined to increase by a significant margin.
Furthermore, from the memories of the remnant soul, the time of its transformation was even less than fifty thousand years ago. Given the lifespan of an ancient Great Power, the Primordial Demon God had certainly not died of old age over the years. It was even highly likely to be more powerful, in a state above its peak.
All of this was so utterly spine-chilling!
A Primordial Demon God that had not died but lived out a new life might be one of the masterminds behind this grand chessboard of heaven and earth, hidden in the shadows monitoring everything in the mortal world.
Ye Chen felt that this Primordial conspiracy was even more terrifying than imagined.
Moreover, he had a premonition that the Primordial Demon God would appear before long, and the Faith Power collected over the years by establishing the great demon race religion would ultimately be put to use by the Primordial Demon God.
This chess game had long been unfathomably deep, far beyond expectations.
Ye Chen also didn't know if the battle here would be sensed by the Primordial Demon God, as this was the remnant body and soul it had left behind after its transformation.
Suddenly, Ye Chen shuddered, feeling an intense sense of foreboding. It was as if a sword of Damocles was suspended over his Primordial Spirit, ready to fall at any moment.
Without a second word, Ye Chen decisively crushed the spatial scroll left by the Peacock King. In an instant, he teleported, vanishing from the spot.
Almost at the same moment, in the alternate-dimensional world that had already fallen silent after the great battle, a Dao pressure far more vast and powerful than the demon god's will on the remains suddenly descended, shattering heaven and earth.
The stars embedded in the sky by great means were shaken loose and fell, crashing into the vast ground and creating huge craters—a truly terrifying sight.
Moreover, the central demon god remnant body began to glow brilliantly, its Will Power undulating as if resonating with something.
"Who is it? So audacious as to dare obliterate the remnant soul this venerable one left on the remains!"
A voice filled with boundless pressure reverberated throughout this alternate-dimensional world. The earth split, forming countless massive chasms, and stars exploded.
It was too terrifying. Even a Heavenly King present here would have their body torn apart.
But the alternate-dimensional world was empty and silent, with only that vast voice echoing.
"Time Reversal!"
Majestic Dao laws appeared, covering an extremely vast area—encompassing the entire alternate-dimensional world. A true peerless Great Power was making a move, shaking heaven and earth and moving ghosts and gods. All light and shadow rapidly reversed, attempting to return to the past.
But at this moment, in the void where Ye Chen had left, a pagoda-shaped Dao Imprint suddenly manifested. It erupted with boundless Dao might, accompanied by wisps of primordial Chaos Qi, erasing all traces and directly dispersing the Time Reversal divine ability.
"It's that ancient pagoda! It shook the world in the Primordial battle back then, and now, after more than half an epoch, it has appeared again!"
The hidden Great Power-level existence uttered a voice of shock. Sensing the pressure of the pagoda Imprint, it showed caution and snorted coldly: "It cannot be that great existence. After countless years, even a peerless Sovereign would have passed away. It's impossible to remain in the world for so long—only a Mythical Emperor could. Someone wielding that great existence's Supreme Pagoda has entered here, destroyed this venerable one's remnant soul. Are they trying to interfere with the game on the Ancient Emperor Continent?"
"Although this Chaos Pagoda's Imprint prevents this venerable one from investigating this person's information—the Emperor's mark erases all traces—those who wish to interfere with the game must pay a heavy price."
"Unless that great existence revives."
"Having waited for so many tens of thousands of years, this meticulously laid grand game cannot be disrupted by outsiders. Success or failure hinges on this move. Losing a remnant soul is nothing; at worst, I just won't condense a divine self-body."
"Heh, those ancient enemies from the Primordial Times are about to appear. When the game truly unfolds, we'll need to properly settle the old grudges from the Primordial era."
After saying this, a gigantic claw stretched out from the sky, blotting out the sun and moon, covered in sinister scales, immense beyond measure. It grabbed the demon god remnant body corpse in the alternate-dimensional world and withdrew into the unknown void.
Thus, it completely vanished.
The alternate-dimensional world returned to peace once more.
At the same moment, in the treasure pavilion where the Peacock King was meditating, the void abruptly twisted, forming a Black Hole. A figure instantly emerged from it—it was none other than Ye Chen, who had crushed the spatial scroll to leave.
Ye Chen was covered in blood. The Peacock King, his face etched with concern, said, "Qian Yue, are you alright?"
Ye Chen shook his head, indicating that these were bloodstains left from his cultivation breakthrough against the shackles. The Peacock King breathed a sigh of relief.
But seeing that Ye Chen's brow remained furrowed and his expression grave, the Peacock King couldn't help but ask.
"First, block the void," Ye Chen said.
The Peacock King didn't doubt him and immediately waved his hand to seal the void, blocking all perception.
Even an ancient Great Power trying to perceive everything here would find it difficult to escape the Peacock King's detection.
"What happened?" the Peacock King asked.
After a moment of silence, Ye Chen finally spoke, word by word: "The demon god is not dead. It is still alive."
The Peacock King was slightly taken aback. He had mentioned this to Ye Chen earlier and had long suspected it. It shouldn't warrant such gravity.
However, intelligent as he was, he quickly connected it to some astonishing aspects and exclaimed, "Could it be—"
"Correct. The Primordial Demon God transformed its old body and lived out another lifetime. The so-called remains left in the alternate-dimensional world are merely the remnant body it shed during its transformation. Moreover, during my breakthrough attempt, I also encountered the remnant soul it left behind and obtained this information." Ye Chen's expression was uncharacteristically grave as he transmitted all the crucial information to the Peacock King.
Upon learning everything, the Peacock King's expression changed abruptly. This was a secret that not even Heavenly Kings throughout the ages had detected. Who could have imagined that the Primordial Demon God, who should have passed away in the great war of the gods, had not died but lived out another lifetime, becoming even more powerful?
"Peacock, arrange a truly safe place for me. I need to attempt a breakthrough. If I can't break the shackles, I'll first refine my divine soul," Ye Chen said.