radiothebook Chapter 587 Today, I'm determined to have this Eastern Emperor Bell.
Chapter 587 Today, I'm determined to have this Eastern Emperor Bell.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several incredibly powerful auras erupted from the entrance of the passage at the rear almost simultaneously!
"Chen Changsheng! Stop!"
A furious roar, like a thunderclap, rang out.
Guang Chengzi had disheveled hair and bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Chen Changsheng and Donghuang Zhong, filled with insane greed and jealousy.
Behind him, the immortals of the Chan Sect, Maitreya Buddha and others from the Western Sect, as well as the Great Sage of the Demon Clan and the Old Ancestor of the Styx River, all rushed in.
They finally arrived!
In an instant, this chaotic space, which originally contained only Chen Changsheng, became lively.
All eyes were fixed on the half of the Eastern Emperor Bell and on Chen Changsheng, who was about to collect the treasure.
Greed, jealousy, shock, murderous intent...
A variety of complex emotions intertwined and collided in the space, instantly freezing the atmosphere to a freezing point.
They worked incredibly hard, exerted all their strength, and expended countless magical resources to barely manage to get through that damned passage.
Along the way, they witnessed the domineering power of the True Sun Fire, experienced the dangers of the Demon Court Illusion, and endured the oppressive aura of an emperor that was enough to crush a quasi-saint.
But the result?
When they finally arrived at the finish line, they found Chen Changsheng already waiting there, and it seemed he was about to take away that supreme treasure!
On what grounds?
How did he manage to get there so quickly!
"Chen Changsheng!"
Guang Chengzi was the first to lose his temper. He pointed at Chen Changsheng, his voice becoming extremely sharp with anger.
"How dare you! Such a supreme treasure is born of heaven and earth, and belongs to the virtuous! How dare you monopolize it?"
His words immediately drew responses from others.
"Amitabha."
The hypocritical smile on Maitreya Buddha's face reappeared. He chanted a Buddhist prayer and slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Guangchengzi is right. Lord Chen, this humble monk believes that this treasure has a great karmic connection with our Western Paradise. It should be taken back by our Western Sect to suppress the cosmic energy and save all sentient beings. I hope that you, Lord Chen, will part with it. Our Western Sect will be forever grateful for your kindness."
Good grief, here we go again.
It's that same old "we have a connection with the West" rhetoric again.
Chen Changsheng was so tired of hearing it that his ears were practically calloused.
On the other side, the great saints of the demon race were so excited when they looked at Donghuang Zhong that they trembled all over and their eyes turned red.
"The Eastern Emperor Bell! It is the most precious treasure of the two emperors of my demon race!"
The leader, a bull-headed sage, roared in a deep voice, "Chen Changsheng! This is a sacred object of my demon race, and it should be returned to us! If you dare to forcibly take it, you will be making an enemy of the countless demons of our primordial world!"
Their voices were filled with grief and indignation, but also with an undeniable resolve.
The Eastern Emperor Bell holds extraordinary significance for the demon race; it is a symbol of their lost glory and their final spiritual anchor.
Only the Styx Ancestor, who had remained silent, did not speak.
He simply stood there quietly, the crimson lotus of karmic fire beneath his feet emitting an ominous red light, the Yuan Tu and A Bi swords buzzing beside him, and in his blood-red pupils, there was only the purest possessiveness toward the Donghuang Zhong.
In his view, treasures belong to whoever has the biggest fist.
What's the point of saying so much nonsense?
Faced with the combined pressure from various forces, Chen Changsheng slowly withdrew his hand from the Eastern Emperor Bell.
He turned around, his face showing no sign of tension or fear, but rather a playful smile.
He looked around, taking in the expressions of everyone present.
"Are you done talking?"
He spoke softly, his voice not loud, yet it clearly drowned out all the noise.
"Now that you've finished speaking, it's my turn to talk."
Chen Changsheng's gaze first fell on Guang Chengzi, who was shouting the loudest.
"Guang Chengzi, you really don't learn your lesson easily."
He curled his lip in disdain, his tone full of sarcasm.
"The virtuous should rule? You're talking to me about 'virtue'? A despicable person who lost at the Peach Banquet, became enraged, and resorted to sneak attacks from behind, dares to talk about 'virtue'? Did you forget your 'virtue' in the Heavenly Palace when I knocked it away with one spear?"
"you!"
Guang Chengzi was so angry that his face turned ashen, and he almost spat out another mouthful of blood.
Chen Changsheng ignored him completely and turned his gaze to Maitreya Buddha.
"And you, you fatso."
He retorted without any politeness, "Are the faces of your Western religion made of Chaos Refined Gold? How can they be so thick-skinned? You think you're connected with everything? This Eastern Emperor Bell is a treasure of the demon race. What does it have to do with your barren, godforsaken land in the West?"
"If you truly believe that everything is predestined, then the boundless karma in the sea of blood is even more predestined for you. Why don't you go and help it be converted?"
"you……"
The smile on Maitreya Buddha's face froze completely.
The pharmacists and others behind him glared angrily, their Buddhist light surging, clearly indicating that they were quite furious.
Chen Changsheng, however, remained relentless and finally looked at the several demon race Great Saints.
His tone softened slightly, but it was still full of unquestionable domineering authority.
"I know that this is a relic of your Demon King, and it is of great significance to you."
"But times have changed."
Chen Changsheng's voice turned cold and resolute: "The ancient demon court has been destroyed. After the Lich War, the era in which the demon race dominated the world came to a complete end. This is the inevitable trend of Heaven, and no one can reverse it."
"You demon race cannot keep this Eastern Emperor Bell. Even if I don't want it today, do you think you can take it back if it falls into the hands of the Chan Sect or the Western Sect? Rather than letting it benefit outsiders, it's better to keep it with me."
"At least, I have no deep-seated hatred for the demon race."
These words left the several demon saints speechless.
Although they were filled with grief and indignation, they also knew that what Chen Changsheng said was true.
With their current strength, the demon race is simply not qualified to possess such a treasure. They understand the principle of "possessing a treasure is a crime" better than anyone else.
After saying this, Chen Changsheng criticized everyone.
The entire space fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was stunned by Chen Changsheng's arrogance and domineering attitude.
Is this guy trying to take on all the forces present by himself?
Has he gone mad?
He took a step forward, and a terrifying aura of a Primordial Golden Immortal suddenly erupted!
This aura is even more solid and aggressive than the previous Donghuang's oppressive power!
Let me put it more clearly.
Chen Changsheng's voice, like divine thunder from the heavens, resounded within everyone's primordial spirit.
"Today, I'm going to have this Eastern Emperor Bell!"
"Who's in favor? Who's opposed?"
With a flick of his wrist, the God-Slaying Spear, stained with the blood of a Quasi-Saint, appeared in his hand.
The black gun body exudes an endless killing aura that freezes the soul!
The spear tip pointed directly at the crowd, revealing an undeniable domineering aura of looking down upon the world and acknowledging that no one else could compare to him!
"Anyone who disagrees is welcome to come up and try!"
"I'll see who dares to oppose me today!"