Chapter 493: Brother, Life is More Important Than Money

The Small World inside Zhou Chen's body expanded wildly, and the World Tree rose from the ground. On its originally lush green leaves, black demonic runes began to appear, but these runes weren't evil; instead, they exuded a solemnity of the Dao.

"Break for me!"

Zhou Chen let out a low roar, his eyes wide open as two streaks of divine light shot out, directly piercing through the darkness of the abyss.

A crisp cracking sound came from within his body.

It was the sound of some sort of shackle being broken.

Tenth Layer Immortal King Realm!

Great Perfection!

But it wasn't over yet.

The energy of that demon emperors origin power was simply too massive; even after reaching the Tenth Layer Immortal King Realm, more than half of it still remained.

Zhou Chen did not choose to forcibly break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm.

He knew that the Immortal Emperor Realm couldn't be reached just by piling up energy; it required an understanding of the Dao and an Opportunity.

Thus, with a thought, he guided all the remaining energy into his Physical Body.

The Immortal King Body was instantly pushed to its limit.

His skin began to glow with a faint golden light, followed by a layer of black patterns emerging within the gold. The two intertwined, forming a mysterious and sacred dark gold color.

"Crack, crack, crack…"

Zhou Chen's bones were restructuring, and his blood was boiling.

The strength of his Physical Body was soaring at an incredible speed.

Double… triple… five times… ten times!

Only after all the demon emperors origin power was completely absorbed did Zhou Chen slowly exhale a mouthful of turbid Qi.

This breath actually transformed into a black Dragon of Qi, circling in the air for a long time before dissipating.

Zhou Chen clenched his fist.

The space in his palm let out an overwhelmed wail and was directly crushed.

"Is this the power of the Great Perfection of the Immortal King Realm…"

Zhou Chen felt the vast, sea-like power within him, and a confident smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

Now, even without using the chaos bell, he could blow up that previous Demon Emperor Remnant Soul with a single punch using just his Physical Body strength.

If he encountered the Clone of that Demon General Mo Yubai again, Zhou Chen was confident he could beat the crap out of him within three moves.

"Phew…"

Zhou Chen restrained his aura, suppressing that terrifying pressure back into his body.

As the Myriad Phenomena Origin Array operated, his cultivation appeared to outsiders as the "harmless" sixth layer of the Immortal King Realm once again.

After finishing all this, he stood up, patted his butt, and looked at the large crater in the distance.

"It's about time. I should go check on my poor Brother Xue Yi."

"If he wakes up and finds the Opportunity is gone, he'll definitely be very sad, right? Then I'll have to comfort him well."

"Cough, cough…"

A series of violent coughs came from the pile of rubble.

Xue Yi struggled to push away the giant rocks pressing on him, feeling as if every bone in his body had been shattered and rebuilt; even a slight movement brought piercing pain.

"I… I'm not dead yet?"

He opened his eyes in a daze, looking at the familiar dark rock ceiling above, as memories slowly returned to his mind.

The Devil Emperor's self-detonation… the white light… and then… Lin Dong?

"Big Brother Lin!"

Xue Yi sat up abruptly, which aggravated his wounds, making him grimace in pain.

Ignoring the pain, he hurriedly looked around.

He saw a green-robed figure standing with his back to him on the ruins of the altar not far away, gazing at the sky. His back looked exceptionally lonely and weathered.

"Big Brother Lin! Are you okay?"

Xue Yi stumbled over.

Zhou Chen slowly turned around.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, a trace of undried blood still hung from the corner of his mouth, and his clothes were in tatters, looking even more disheveled than Xue Yi.

Seeing Xue Yi approach, a smile that looked worse than crying appeared on Zhou Chen's face.

"Brother Xue Yi… you're awake. That's great, as long as you're not dead…"

Zhou Chen's voice was extremely weak, as if he might stop breathing at any moment.

Seeing this, Xue Yi was so moved that his heart was practically overflowing.

"Big Brother Lin! Just now… what exactly happened? That Devil Emperor's self-detonation…"

"Don't mention it."

Zhou Chen waved his hand and pointed at the empty altar with a look of lingering fear.

"Just now, that old Devil Head blew himself up, trying to take us down with him. At the critical moment, I used my Ancestral Secret Treasure to forcibly suppress the core of the explosion."

Speaking to this point, Zhou Chen paused, a look of extreme pain and regret appearing on his face.

"But… Brother Xue Yi, I have failed you!"

Xue Yi's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong?"

"That old Devil Head was too ruthless. He fused his own Origin and Legacy into the energy of the self-detonation. The situation was too critical then. To save your life, I… I had to…"

Zhou Chen took a deep breath, as if he had made a great resolution before speaking.

"I had to forcibly shatter that mass of evil Origin and completely obliterate it!"

"What?!"

Xue Yi felt like he had been struck by lightning, freezing in place.

Shattered? Obliterated?

That was the Devil Emperor's Legacy! That was his hope of reaching the heavens in a single bound and becoming the Young Lord of the Demon Palace!

Just like that… it was gone?

Xue Yi felt his vision go dark, nearly fainting again.

He rushed to the altar, digging through the ruins like a madman.

Nothing.

There was nothing at all.

Not even a speck of Devilish Qi remained; it was as clean as if it had been licked by a dog.

"My Legacy… my demon emperors origin power…"

Xue Yi knelt on the ground, wanting to cry but having no tears, his heart aching so much he could hardly breathe.

Zhou Chen walked up behind him, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Brother Xue Yi, I know you're hurting. But think about it, that was a Devil Emperor! How could the Legacy of such an old monster be so easy to take? Maybe there was a Possession trap hidden inside!"

"Besides, a Legacy can be found again, but if your life is gone, everything is gone!"

"To save you, your brother even exhausted his ancestral Life-saving Trump Card, and now I'm heavily injured. Even I'm not heartbroken, so what are you heartbroken about?"

Zhou Chen's words were filled with sincere emotion and righteous indignation.

As Xue Yi listened, the resentment in his heart slowly dissipated, replaced by deep guilt.

That's right.

To save him, Lin Dong had even risked his life and destroyed his own treasure.

And he was actually here moping over some Legacy? He was simply not human!

"Big Brother Lin…"

Xue Yi turned around and hugged Zhou Chen's leg, weeping bitterly.

"Big Brother Lin! You are my real brother! I was narrow-minded before, judging a gentleman by my own petty standards! From today on, you are my, Xue Yi's, second parent! If anyone dares to touch you in the future, I'll fight them to the death!"

Zhou Chen suppressed the urge to pull his leg away and patted Xue Yi's head with a kind expression.

"Good brother, don't cry. Between us brothers, what's there to say?"

"As long as you're okay, I can be at ease."

As Zhou Chen spoke, he silently gave his acting skills a thumbs-up in his heart.