The Heavenly Demon Ancestor was on the verge of shouting curses. That damned Jiang Chen — he vanished for half a month, and when he popped back up, his strength had risen yet again.
Where in the world had this freakish brat come from?
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor had once harbored nothing but hatred for Jiang Chen, but after over half a month of fighting, that hatred had thoroughly transformed into genuine worry.
He had finally realized that this young human had far exceeded his expectations. For him, this human youth was truly unfathomable.
Jiang Chen at the sixth level of the Divine Dao, backed by four True Spirits who fought without any fear of death, was making the Heavenly Demon Ancestor struggle immensely.
Though Jiang Chen was only at the sixth level of the Divine Dao, his divine consciousness pressure actually surpassed even that of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, who stood at the seventh level — something the ancestor simply could not comprehend.
With his divine consciousness suppressed by Jiang Chen, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor's various Heavenly Demon techniques lost more than half their power in one stroke.
The physical attacks of his Heavenly Demon arts were neutralized by the Four Divine Beast True Spirits, while his soul attacks proved completely ineffective against Jiang Chen. Fighting under these conditions was nothing short of infuriating.
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor was practically on the verge of a breakdown.
Time and again, he tried to seize an opening to break free from the encirclement and avoid the brunt of the assault, but the Four Divine Beasts and Jiang Chen clung to him relentlessly, locking him in place with their dogged tactics.
The Heavenly Demon Ancestor seethed with frustration. If he were given a few decades — even ten years — to digest and refine those Divine Abilities and powers, he could absolutely crush Jiang Chen and the four True Spirits when they next clashed.
But as things stood now, he had truly fallen into a disadvantageous position.
"Jiang Chen, what exactly do you want? Do you really think fighting like this is interesting?" the Heavenly Demon Ancestor snapped, his temper flaring.
Jiang Chen, on the other hand, was perfectly at ease. "I find it very interesting, actually. You're the last remnant of the Demon race. As long as I keep you pinned down here, the Divine Abyss Continent will enjoy peace throughout the land."
"Hmph! You can trap me, but you can't kill me. This stalemate is completely meaningless."
Whether it was meaningless or not, Jiang Chen had his own reasons for patience. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill the Heavenly Demon Ancestor — he was waiting for an opportunity.
That opportunity was not absent, but it had to be a single, decisive strike.
When he had broken through to the sixth level of the Divine Dao and unlocked yet another chain of seals, he had obtained a Heavenly Emperor's Divine Talisman. This talisman had been casually crafted by his father, the Heavenly Emperor, yet it contained formidable Heavenly Emperor-level power. It could be used seven times.
Each use carried a different fraction of his father's power: forty percent, fifty percent, sixty percent, seventy percent, eighty percent, ninety percent, and a hundred percent.
A strike at ninety or a hundred percent power was simply beyond imagination — Jiang Chen dared not even think about it. One blow at that level would probably destroy the entire Divine Abyss Continent.
So he was deliberating: would forty percent or fifty percent be the most appropriate choice?
Given his father's strength, even a casual blow at forty percent would shake the heavens and the earth, commanding an overwhelming momentum. Jiang Chen hesitated over whether he should deploy this Heavenly Emperor's Divine Talisman at all.
After all, the Divine Abilities of a Heavenly Emperor across all the heavens were simply too powerful. With a mere flip of the hand, erasing an entire material plane would be nothing remarkable.
This was why Jiang Chen truly did not dare use the Heavenly Emperor's Divine Talisman lightly.
"Forty percent power should be a casual blow. It should be more than enough to finish off this Heavenly Demon Ancestor. Even if it doesn't kill him outright, it would at least leave him gravely wounded and powerless."
The question was how much damage forty percent power would inflict on Myriad Abyss Island.
Would it destroy the entire True Martial Sacred Land?