Oh no! My grandmother made me shoulder the responsibility for eight households!

Chapter 407 A Huge Loss

Forty seconds.

Lin Chen silently recited the number in his mind.

Forty seconds later, he will transform back into a fully-fledged terrestrial immortal.

Forty seconds later, he will lose the ability to fight against the ancient demon corpse.

Forty seconds later—

He will die.

"Hold."

Lin Chen gritted his teeth and spat out the word, his eyes fixed on the fingers that were emitting black smoke.

He was truly unwilling to accept it.

I finally managed to time travel in this lifetime, I finally achieved immortality, and I finally married so many beautiful wives...

That's it?

"I'm fucking not satisfied!"

Lin Chen roared, and his internal energy erupted once again.

This time, he pushed the Dragon God Technique to its absolute limit.

It felt like a nuclear bomb had been dropped into his dantian, and all his true essence ignited at that moment.

That feeling, how should I put it—

It's like when you've been holding your pee all day, and the moment you finally find a toilet, every pore on your body explodes with excitement.

"ah!!!"

Lin Chen exerted his strength, pushing the ancient demon corpse's hands up an inch.

Just one inch.

But this inch is enough.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Chen stepped back and sprang out of the pit at a speed that Zhao Zilong couldn't keep up with.

The air was compressed into a white wave of air, like the feeling of an airplane breaking the sound barrier, and then it exploded with a "bang".

Lin Chen landed a thousand feet away, bent over, hands on his knees, panting heavily.

To be honest, he looks pretty pathetic right now.

His clothes were torn in pieces, hanging on his body like a beggar elder.

The exposed skin was covered in wounds, bloody and painful to look at.

Her hair was disheveled, hanging messily over her shoulders, with a few strands stuck to her face with blood.

Blood was still dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he looked utterly disheveled.

But he is still alive.

The ancient demon corpse's hands did not continue the pursuit.

It hovered in mid-air, paused for a moment, as if hesitating.

Then it slowly shrank back into the mountain, leisurely, with a hint of resentment.

The cracks in the mountain slowly closed, like a mouth shut.

The dark red light gradually dimmed, until only a few faint rays of light shone through the gaps, like the screen of a phone that was about to run out of battery.

The terrifying aura gradually subsided, like the tide receding, leaving behind a scene of devastation.

Zhao Zilong flew over and landed next to Lin Chen, his spear still trembling slightly.

It wasn't that he was afraid, it was that his gun was afraid.

"My lord..."

Zhao Zilong's voice was a little hoarse as he stared at the mountain, afraid that thing would reappear. "What exactly is that thing?"

Lin Chen straightened up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Ancient Demonic Corpse."

"Ancient Demonic Corpse?"

Zhao Zilong was taken aback. "This name doesn't sound like anything good."

"An evil entity sealed away for ten thousand years." Lin Chen looked at the mountain, his eyes deep and unfathomable. "A great change is coming soon; they are about to awaken."

Zhao Zilong's expression darkened further: "Them?"

"Yes, them." Lin Chen held up two fingers. "This isn't a single unit, it's a series, and there's a whole bunch more to come."

Zhao Zilong: "…………"

Lin Chen did not cancel the trial card.

He remained in his peak celestial state, standing there, gazing at the mountain.

The aura surged into the sky, like a golden pillar of light piercing the clouds and illuminating half the sky.

Countless people within a radius of thousands of miles witnessed this light.

Lin Chen was telling the Primordial Demon Corpse—

I'm still here.

I didn't leave.

I'm not afraid of you.

The things in the mountains remained silent for a long time.

That aura did not reappear, and the cracks did not widen further.

Actually, Lin Chen knew in his heart that this thing wasn't weaker than him.

That old monster was sealed away ten thousand years ago, and he, with just a trial card, at the peak of the Celestial Realm, is just easy prey.

But the ancient demon corpse didn't want to fight either.

It hasn't fully awakened yet, and forcing it to act now would be too taxing.

It's like asking someone who's just woken up, with their eyes still closed, to go and fight in a boxing match.

Unrealistic.

It needs those powers, and it needs to awaken in its strongest state when the great changes in the world truly arrive.

Moreover... the seal is still there.

Although the seal from ten thousand years ago has loosened, it is not completely broken.

The ancient demon corpse could only extend two hands at most; it would have to wait for the whole body to crawl out.

So it chose to shrink back.

But it remembered Lin Chen's scent.

At that time, it will repay today's humiliation a thousandfold.

……

Refusing to enter the northern part of the city.

Lan Fenghuang stood in the courtyard, looking at the golden pillar of light in the distance, her face deathly pale.

She wasn't some naive young girl.

She has witnessed life and death, slaughter, and the cruelest things in the world.

But at this moment, her heart felt like it was being squeezed, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

She knew it was Lin Chen's scent.

But she didn't know what Lin Chen had encountered.

All she knew was that the aura was incredibly powerful, so powerful that it felt unfamiliar to her, so powerful that it frightened her.

Yao Yao hugged A Yue tightly, tears streaming down her face: "Husband...husband..."

Liu Shengxue held Liu Sheng Piaopiao's hand tightly, her fingers clenched so hard they turned white, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

Shan Lingkongya stood under the corridor, her legs so weak that she had to hold onto a pillar to keep from falling.

Her face was as white as paper, and her lips were completely bloodless.

The two girls huddled together, shivering, their tears soaking each other's clothes.

Lingbo stood on the rooftop, looking at the golden pillar of light, her face expressionless.

But her fingers were clenched so tightly they turned white.

She believed Lin Chen wouldn't die.

It's not because Lin Chen is that strong.

Rather, it was because she believed that her destined person was not destined for a short life.

[Peak Celestial Immortal Experience Card, Time Remaining: 21 seconds, 20...]

Upon hearing the system's countdown, Lin Chen quickly muttered "pause."

We can't use it all; we have to keep some for unforeseen circumstances.

As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, that immense power receded from his body, like the ebb and flow of the tide, coming and going quickly.

Lin Chen's body suddenly felt empty.

Like a punctured balloon, it burst with a "hiss" and was gone.

His aura plummeted from the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm back to the Great Perfection of the Earthly Immortal realm.

Lin Chen swayed and almost fell.

Zhao Zilong reacted quickly, grabbing him and supporting him: "My lord!"

"It's nothing, it's nothing," Lin Chen waved his hand weakly, "I'm just a little weak."

"A little weak?" Zhao Zilong looked at Lin Chen's pale face. "You're not just a little weak, you're practically completely drained."

"What are you saying?" Lin Chen rolled his eyes. "Don't I have any pride?"

Zhao Zilong didn't respond to that question, but instead gazed at the distant mountains, his voice low and somber: "My lord, will that thing... ever return?"

"meeting."

Lin Chen's answer was crisp and clear: "And next time I come back, it won't be as simple as just reaching out with two hands."

Zhao Zilong gripped his gun tightly: "What will we do then?"

Lin Chen paused for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder.

We'll see when the time comes.

Zhao Zilong: "…………"

"Let's go back first." Lin Chen turned around. "We'll talk about it when we get back. I really can't hold on any longer."

The two took to the air and flew towards Jubei City.

Behind me, the mountain gradually blurred in the setting sun, like a black shadow lying dormant on the earth, waiting for the day it would awaken.

The golden beam of light had dissipated.

But the clouds in the sky had not completely closed, leaving a huge circular hole, like an eye looking down at the earth.