Chapter 689: The Hell Apostle, Soon to Return to the Blue Planet (II)

After Alvaron finished speaking, Chen Chu couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

This hell coordinate allowed one to ignore the constraints of time and space and teleport freely—an invaluable ability.

Due to his meddling with the power of time, he had already drawn the attention of time-based entities. He even intended to capture one of them and feed it to the Destructive Dragon Emperor.

However, while plotting against his enemy, Chen Chu also had concerns.

For instance, if he were dragged by a time-based entity into another timeline, where he wasn’t strong enough to defeat it, and found himself unable to summon the Dragon Emperor due to the distortions of time and space—what would he do?

If that happened, he could end up wandering through different time periods—appearing in the past, hundreds or even thousands of years ago, or in the distant future. Worse still, he could become permanently lost, never able to return.

However, if he had a hell coordinate, then even if he couldn’t summon the Dragon Emperor or return on his own, he could still use the coordinate to jump back to his original timeline.

But is it really that simple?

After a moment of silence, Chen Chu finally spoke. "Mighty Lord Alvaron, how do I sign the contract to become a Hell Apostle?"

Sensing Chen Chu’s willingness, that towering presence responded once more. "It is simple. Just infuse a strand of your soul essence into this hell rune contract, and it will be complete."

As he spoke, the bloodlight in the heavens converged, merging with the will of the Supreme Hell to form a half-meter-large rune in front of Chen Chu—a complex rune that resembled an eye, yet was not truly an eye.

The moment the rune took shape, the Face of the Demon God on Chen Chu’s left side began trembling violently, a deep instinctive urge to devour and merge with the rune rising from within.

Suppressing the impulse that came from the depths of his soul, Chen Chu exhaled and slowly placed his hand on the rune. Instantly, it radiated a brilliant crimson glow.

Feeling the powerful suction force emanating from the rune, Chen Chu didn’t immediately channel his soul’s aura.

As expected, in the next moment, a row of transparent text appeared before his eyes—just like when he had touched the True Martial Stele back at Nantian Martial Arts High School.

[Detected Supreme Principle Power attempting to extract soul essence. You may choose to expend 60,000 attribute points to simulate a soul essence replacement. Proceed?]

Compared to the mere 20 attribute points it had cost to simulate his soul’s aura in the past, the requirement for deceiving the Supreme Hell Plane now required three thousand times that amount.

However, Chen Chu didn’t hesitate and immediately confirmed the action.

Soul essence was vastly different from soul’s aura—it was the very foundation of his being. If his attribute interface couldn’t simulate and convert it, he would have abandoned the contract altogether.

No matter how tempting the hell power, the ability to consume supreme plane power and transform it into world origins, or the functionality of the hell coordinate, none of it was worth risking his soul essence.

As Chen Chu confirmed the transaction, his attribute points instantly dropped from 85,810 to 25,810. At the same time, an overwhelming soul fluctuation burst forth from his body.

Boom!

A vast, majestic soul’s aura trembled through the void, manifesting as a towering phantom emperor hundreds of meters tall. The sheer force of the emanating energy even made Alvaron show a hint of surprise.

Amid the full-force eruption of his soul’s aura, a force identical to his true soul essence and infused with his will materialized, so similar that it was nearly indistinguishable from the real thing.

Hum!

As the soul essence merged into the crimson rune, the rune flared with dazzling bloodlight, then shattered into countless rays of light, fusing directly into the Face of the Demon God on Chen Chu’s left side.

At the Face’s forehead, the bloodlight condensed into a red eye, emanating an aura of boundless bloodlust, majesty, and icy detachment—like the gaze of a true Lord of Hell.

Through the Hell's Eye embedded in the Face of the Demon God, Chen Chu faintly sensed the existence of an incomparably terrifying planar entity.

Yet before he could examine it closely, an overwhelming aura of Heavenly Dao belonging to the mythical world suddenly descended. The pressure it exerted was ten thousand times greater than what Chen Chu had experienced during his breakthrough.

Boom!

The entire crimson world trembled violently, and even Alvaron's enormous projection, vast as a planet, shattered under the immense pressure.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Chu found himself back in the demonic region.

By now, the Abyssal Corridor had vanished, revealing the devastated land beneath. Standing upon the ruined earth was Chen Chu, his form enveloped in boundless bloodlight. His three faces and six arms, along with dragon horns atop his head, exuded an aura of overwhelming terror.

Having consecutively slain numerous gods and demon kings, destroyed three divine regions and an entire demonic region, and massacred countless aliens, Chen Chu's presence had reached an incomprehensibly fearsome level.

An invisible murderous aura surged skyward and dyed the now cloudless sky a deep shade of blood-red, shaking the heavens and earth.

Chen Chu slowly raised his head, his gaze locking onto the Kata Tribe's king of gods, who stood towering above the sky. His voice was cold and steady. "I already warned you, anyone who dares to obstruct my vengeance will bear the consequences. It seems... you want to test me."

Sensing the provocation in Chen Chu’s eyes, the king of gods, whose face bore golden tiger stripes, narrowed his gaze. His voice turned icy. "Human, has no one in the Federation ever taught you to show reverence before a king of gods?

"You, a mere beginning-stage mythical king, dare to speak to me this way? If it weren’t for the Human Alliance, I would have crushed your true form with a single palm by now."

The moment the god king finished speaking, Chen Chu let out a cold laugh. "No, you don’t need to take the Federation into consideration. This invasion of the Alliance is purely a personal matter.

"Come. Let me see just how strong a king of gods really is. I’d love to know—how many strikes of my halberd can you withstand?"

Facing a god king who was aligned with the Purgatory Clan, Chen Chu showed no politeness whatsoever. In fact, he wanted to provoke this entity into making the first move, so he could obliterate his true form outright.

After all, a god king was merely equivalent to a great demon king, and it wasn't like Chen Chu hadn't killed one before.

The Dragon Emperor had ripped apart a middle-stage titan, and just moments ago, Chen Chu had slain three late-stage to peak demon kings, each comparable to a beginning-stage great demon king.

If the god king dared to act, Chen Chu would use him as a test subject to gauge the full strength of his law of power, now fused with his four high-level laws.

Breaking into the mythical level and immediately slaying a king of gods—such a feat would go down in history, inspiring future generations of cultivators for millennia.

Unfortunately, it seemed that the god king was not inclined to grant Chen Chu eternal fame.

Sensing the increasingly oppressive murderous aura emanating from Chen Chu, the god king gave him a long, deep look before letting out a cold snort. His true form, towering over two thousand meters, vanished into a spatial distortion.

With the three demon kings of the Demon God Cult already slain and the demonic region in ruins, there was no longer any point in making a move.

As the god king departed, the suffocating tension that had filled the heavens and earth suddenly eased. The alien deities, who had been observing from the outer edges, also let out a sigh of relief.

The Illusory Snake Clan's king of gods gazed at Chen Chu, a faint smile appearing on his face. "As expected of the prodigy of the human race. Sweeping across all directions and single-handedly suppressing the Demon God Alliance—truly remarkable."

Chen Chu responded with a light smile. "You flatter me, Your Majesty Krist. Calling it ‘sweeping across all directions’ is an exaggeration. I simply broke through and took the opportunity to settle an old score."

The Illusory Snake king god, as massive as a mountain, tilted his head slightly, curiosity flickering in his gaze. "King Chen, if I may ask, what exactly was the grudge between you and them?"

Not only Krist, but many of the observing alien deities shared this curiosity. They had assumed Chen Chu’s personal feud was merely an excuse to storm the Alliance of Gods. However, judging by his tone, it seemed there truly was enmity between them. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so persistent in exacting vengeance.

"It’s nothing that can’t be spoken of. Roughly five day-cycles ago, the Demon God Cult, along with three other demon cults, launched an invasion on my homeworld—the Blue Planet of the human race.

"At the time, I was only at the beginning stage of the Fifth Heavenly Realm, cultivating in a hidden area. I was suddenly ambushed by a group of Sixth Heavenly Realm cultists, almost being heavily injured.

"After a bloody battle, I managed to slay all of the invading cultists I encountered. But my fellow classmates weren’t as fortunate. More than ten of my seniors perished at the hands of those cultists."

As he spoke, Chen Chu’s expression grew even colder. "Back then, I swore that once I became a king, I would exterminate every last one of those demon cultists, including their gods, to avenge my fallen classmates."

Krist, along with the other watching aliens, suddenly understoo—No, not at all. Their expressions shifted, filled with both shock and dread.

They were shocked because Chen Chu had only been at the Fifth Heavenly Realm a mere five day-cycles ago—equivalent to the fifth-tier warriors of the Alliance of Gods. Yet in just five day-cycles, this monster had ascended to the mythical level. His exaggerated cultivation talent was something that inspired fear rather than admiration.

As for dread, it came from his unyielding thirst for vengeance. Because of a single conflict with high-level cultists during his weaker days, he had pursued them relentlessly—annihilating their strongholds, erasing divine regions, and even slaying gods along the way.

This human was someone they could not afford to provoke.

At that moment, all of the alien deities collectively reached the same conclusion—including the Kata king god, who despite seeming to have left, still had a fragment of his will lingering within the principle network.

At that moment, he felt an immense sense of relief that he hadn’t acted against Chen Chu earlier. Not because he was unsure of victory, but because the true horror lay in Chen Chu’s future potential.

Given his monstrous cultivation speed and unrivaled combat power, it wouldn’t be long before he ascended to the level of the king of gods. And when that day came...

"Now I see." Krist nodded in understanding, his expression turning even more amicable. "King Chen, I have some matters to attend to and must take my leave. If you ever have time, you are welcome to visit the Illusory Sea Divine Region."

Chen Chu nodded politely. "Farewell, Your Majesty Krist."

Toward a king of gods who was friendly to the human race, Chen Chu remained courteous. His nature was simple—if others respected him, he would return that respect tenfold. He made sure that both his kindness and his grudges were clear.