Chapter 927 - Fraught with Dangers

Chen Fan moved forward with difficulty in the Sacred Demon Palace Hall. He had already overtaken a person inside and moved ahead of them.

Many people outside had a sharp glint in their eyes, and the disdain of some demonic cultivators had turned into seriousness.

The Demonic Child of Darkness had overbearingly stopped Chen Fan from stepping into the Sacred Demon Palace Hall, claiming it would desecrate the sacred grounds. While others weren’t as forceful, they too were displeased.

However, the Adjudication Priest made a ruling, and even the highest figures had no objections, allowing Chen Fan to proceed—unable to stop him.

Still, those demonic cultivators weren’t overly concerned.

In their opinion, even if a martial cultivator from the Tianwu Continent like Chen Fan stepped into their sacred grounds, he would falter long before going deep.

But now, their confidence wavered.

Had a peak Manifestation realm expert gone this far, it would have been expected. However, Chen Fan, a first-level Manifestation realm martial cultivator, had shocked them by getting this far.

A self-admittedly absurd thought sprouted in the minds of many demonic cultivators.

He won’t really walk into the depths of the sacred grounds, will he?

If so, not only would it be an embarrassment for the disciples of the demonic mountain, but if Chen Fan claimed the legacy of the Lord of Myriad Demons, would the demonic mountain even remain the same?

However, such thoughts left as swiftly as they came.

This was just the beginning. Even if he possessed unrivaled talent, he couldn't walk into the depths of the sacred grounds with cultivation in the first level of the manifestation realm.

Chen Fan gradually walked into the Sacred Demon Palace Hall, skillfully avoiding streaks of law power. Ahead, he saw a terrifying demonic pillar, brimming with the overwhelming laws of the demonic path.

Suddenly, a terrifying demon king’s silhouette appeared on the demonic pillar. A shocking will pierced Chen Fan’s mind.

Boom!

This will was domineering, as if it were the demon lord itself, attempting to crush Chen Fan’s will.

Boom, boom, boom!

Chen Fan’s aura erupted ferociously and uncontrollably, but an attack from a will did not have much to do with the strength of a person. His instinctive reaction wasn’t enough, and he staggered back involuntarily.

A sneer rang out, and an extremely dangerous aura descended.

Chen Fan divided his focus, trying his best to move his body. That attack scraped his shoulder, drawing fresh blood and causing intense pain.

However, he had no time to worry about the pain. That terrifying will was the will of a tyrannical heavenly demon. In his mind, a devil observed from above, launching relentless mental assaults to crush him.

Chen Fan’s will materialized, fighting back fiercely against the devil. The battle raged.

Several streams of attacking forces erupted from him, covering the sky, trying to destroy the willpower attacking his mind.

But the will surged on, relentless. The devil in his mind was like a demon god, summoning bolts of dark heavenly demon lightning to obliterate his attacks, shattering everything in its path.

An apocalyptic scene unfolded in Chen Fan’s mind. The heavenly demon was overbearing, and the demonic calamity raged on. It was like a holy kingdom of the demonic path, suppressing and collapsing everything; he felt like his mind was about to explode. The excruciating pain made him almost give up and let the devil destroy his will.

“Sacred Demon Palace Hall.”

However, Chen Fan remembered how far he had come, from being weak to standing here. What had it all been for? It was for strength—strength to protect those he cared about, to no longer be bullied.

He thought of his senior sister, Qin Yao. He had sworn an oath that one day, he would head to the Great Jin Imperial Court and bring Qin Yao back to his side.

If he gave up now, what would that oath mean?

In an instant, Chen Fan’s will became unyielding. In his mind, it was as if a peerless great demon had manifested. A divine dragon soared to the sky, a vermillion bird cried out, a divine elephant suppressed the sky, a great roc tore through the air...

The collision in his mind was earth-shattering. Chen Fan kept releasing low grunts and even spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood. His complexion was ghastly pale.

He gritted his teeth, holding on stubbornly.

The collision of the wills in his mind became increasingly terrifying. The devil looked down at him from above, seemingly roaring furiously that he should give up.

Yet, Chen Fan refused. He fought with all his might, until, at last, his strength shattered the devil’s will.

When he opened his eyes, a brilliant ray of light flashed before him. He looked at the demonic pillar ahead, feeling its overwhelming demonic power, his heart shaking.

So, this was the Sacred Demon Palace Hall?

As expected of the sacred grounds of the demonic mountain. Moving forward was proving to be a tremendous challenge.

Chen Fan closed his eyes, quietly cultivating, his will stirring. He felt a growing fog in his mind. If he continued forward, death seemed imminent.

He finally understood why so many who entered this hall simply remained in place. In the Sacred Demon Palace Hall, dangers were everywhere.

“He can’t move forward this time, huh?”

Outside, many demonic cultivators’ expressions were cold, and their eyes flickered with chilling light.

Chen Fan had finally stopped moving inside, evidently blocked by the attacks of the demonic pillar.

He stayed there for quite some time.

Just when many thought it would be impossible for him to move on, Chen Fan lifted his feet once more and headed toward the depths of the Sacred Demon Palace Hall.

“Interesting.” Some demonic path powerhouses smiled.

Others narrowed their eyes in disbelief. He was still going?

Chen Fan walked past that demonic pillar and continued forward.

Time and again, he overcame crises, surpassing several experts and moving past more demonic pillars, each one filled with immense demonic power.

He only stopped again after coming face to face with another super terrifying attack from a will.

This time, the attack came from seemingly a dragon-riding demon god—an incomparably terrifying existence. The demon god loomed, riding a Demonic Dragon of Darkness. Every time they attacked, the demonic dragon descended, obliterating everything in its path and devouring all in its wake. [1]

The dragon’s open maw seemed like a deep abyss; Chen Fan felt like his will would crumble completely and be devoured.

If that happened, he couldn’t fathom the terrifying consequences.

Chen Fan watched as the dragon-riding demon god descended, his heart slightly trembling.

One of the nine Great Demon Palace Halls was the Dragonrider Demon Palace Hall. Surprisingly, this god-like being was using powers quite reminiscent of that hall.

Not only that, when he was attacked by the will from the first demonic pillar, its power was—just as surprisingly—reminiscent of the Heavenly Demon Palace Hall.

Chen Fan realized that the Sacred Demon Palace Hall contained elements of the powers from the various apex demon palace halls of the demonic mountain. If he could really peer into the secrets and mysteries of this hall, perhaps he could understand the mysteries behind the other eight halls as well.

Surely, the founders of those eight demon palace halls had founded them in this way, right?

1. This time, the wording is not a Jiao, but a real dragon. ☜