Bi Feng Bi Luo

Chapter 662: Boy, Hand Over the Legacy

Chen Tian's third life was the Lord of the Illusion Demons. Chen Tian no longer doubted this, as his memories had returned. He felt two small figures seated cross-legged within his body, entwined with the primordial chaos. These two figures were Chen Tian's third and first past lives. Once Chen Tian gathered the souls of all ten past lives and fused them with the primordial chaos, he would become a transcendent being, no longer bound by the influence of this world.

However, he was still far from that goal. Chen Tian was only in his eighth life and had three more to experience. He sat on his seat, watching the auction below. Chen Tian was well aware that everyone present was fixated on him. It was a legacy! Who wouldn't desire it? Chen Tian could imagine the scene after the auction concluded. Only Chen Tian knew what was inside that scroll – it was the memories of the Lord of the Illusion Demons, not a legacy, not a trace of inheritance.

The memories of the Lord of the Illusion Demons would only activate when Chen Tian encountered them, helping him awaken. Chen Tian learned from these memories that each of his reincarnations would leave behind an item to aid his complete awakening. This scroll was left by the Lord of the Illusion Demons. As for why the Lord of the Illusion Demons disappeared from the Illusion Demon Continent, it was because Chen Tian was reincarnating at that time.

Reincarnation represented a new beginning, another life, a different person, a different world. To Chen Tian back then, it was equivalent to death. Rebirth and reincarnation continued in cycles.

"Ahem, the next item!"

The host, noticing the tense atmosphere, spoke up slowly, and the auction continued. Many cultivators were staring intently at Chen Tian, waiting for him to leave the Black Domain Auction House. Such a valuable item as a legacy—if they couldn't get it themselves, they could pass it on to others!

They could also exchange it for immense resources. Chen Tian's fate was clear in everyone's eyes.

The Black Domain Auction House. After a day, Chen Tian successfully bid for the other two medicinal ingredients. The entire auction concluded. These three medicinal ingredients were Chen Tian's objective for coming here. With only the remaining two ingredients to acquire, Chen Tian had only spent one day. It seemed Chen Feng's injuries could be healed.

Chen Tian walked out of the room with a smile. Outside the room, standing beside a young woman, was a young man. The young woman appeared very respectful. Chen Tian's eyes opened, and information flowed into him.

The visitor was the founder of the Black Domain Auction House, a cultivator in the fifth realm, exceptionally powerful, named Hei Yun.

Hei Yun's hoarse voice sounded, "Esteemed young sir, why not stay a few more days at the auction? Everyone outside is waiting for you to leave. It's too dangerous."

Hei Yun's tone was somewhat subservient, which shocked the young woman beside him. What was she seeing? Her father was speaking to a young man with such humility.

What was this young man's background? Wasn't he from a low-level plane?

Chen Tian looked at Hei Yun. Something felt off about his tone and expression. Chen Tian suddenly realized something and spoke calmly, "Tell those above that I will be fine and will not cause any trouble."

"Yes, yes!"

Hei Yun bowed and made way for Chen Tian to leave. As Chen Tian departed, sweat beaded on Hei Yun's brow. He exhaled, a sense of relief washing over him. "As expected of a spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao. Such presence is beyond ordinary comparison."

"Father, what is the background of that young man? You are the founder of the Black Domain Auction House, a being close to the sixth realm, yet why...?"

"Daughter, you do not need to know these things. It would only bring you harm. Just know this: do not make a move against this young sir, and do not get involved."

With that, Hei Yun's figure vanished. The young woman was bewildered, unable to understand her father's behavior. Since it was her father's command, she would obey.

Chen Tian walked out of the Black Domain Auction House. He was clever enough to deduce that it was the Heavenly Dao who had instructed Hei Yun to protect him.

Chen Tian was the spokesperson for the Heavenly Dao of the Divine Realm. He carried half of the Heavenly Dao's power within him. This power granted him the authority to govern the Divine Realm. Only the Heavenly Dao's power could control the world.

If Chen Tian were to die in the Dark Realm, the Heavenly Dao power hidden within him would flow into the Dark Realm, which would be detrimental to it. If the Heavenly Dao of the Divine Realm ceased to exist, it would be beneficial to the Heavenly Dao of the Dark Realm.

All things evolve through competition and progress. The Heavenly Dao is no different.

Heavenly Daos can devour each other. Devouring another would lead to the evolution of a more powerful Heavenly Dao. However, there was a rule.

Heavenly Daos could not devour existing Heavenly Daos. They could only devour shattered or dead Heavenly Daos.

If a world's Heavenly Dao shattered, its power would leak out, becoming ownerless energy that the Heavenly Dao could absorb. But if it were a complete Heavenly Dao, its power would have an owner. Chen Tian possessed half of the Divine Realm's Heavenly Dao power, and the Divine Realm's Heavenly Dao was merely in slumber.

If Chen Tian were to die in the Dark Realm and his Heavenly Dao power be absorbed by the Dark Realm, the Dark Realm's Heavenly Dao would be influenced by the Divine Realm's Heavenly Dao. This was the most critical aspect.

The moment Chen Tian stepped out of the Black Domain Auction House and passed through the city gates, the sky and the ground were filled with no less than five thousand people who surrounded Chen Tian. Chen Tian looked at the dark figures. The sky and ground were like a swarm of locusts, leaving no room for escape, completely encircling him.

Chen Tian stood calmly in the center. Some in the crowd, seeing his composed demeanor, felt a twinge of hesitation. A figure emerged from the crowd – a burly man whose physique was like a mountain standing before Chen Tian.

"Kid, hand over the legacy, and I'll spare your life!"

"Legacy? What legacy? You must have the wrong person."

"Kid, still playing dumb? You're courting death."

Seeing Chen Tian feign ignorance, Han Yun decisively attacked. He threw a punch, the force immense, causing the entire space to tremble. Chen Tian's expression turned cold as he saw the opponent attack without a word. He threw a punch in return. The two fists collided, and a blast wave swept outwards. Everyone had protective shields in front of them. The blast wave hit the shields without causing any ripple, extinguishing immediately.

It couldn't even spread outwards. The encirclement had no weaknesses, not even the aftermath of the fight could escape. They all desired the legacy and naturally didn't want more people to know about it.

Chen Tian and Han Yun clashed, fist against fist, head-on. Both stepped back slightly. Han Yun was slightly surprised. "I didn't expect you to be my equal. Kid, you seem to have some skill. Let me test you."

"You're just so-so."

Chen Tian scoffed. His eyes had already scanned the opponent's information. The opponent was named Han Yun, from the Overlord Fist Continent. His strength was at the same level as Chen Tian's, the fourth realm.

The Overlord Fist Continent was a world where physical strength determined victory. In that place, fist fighters decided the outcome. Body cultivation represented cultivation. Once physical strength reached a certain level, it was four to six times that of ordinary cultivators, a terrifying physique.

Han Yun was a body refiner who cultivated his body. His entire physique was about twice as strong as that of an ordinary cultivator. Chen Tian's physique was not inferior to his. Chen Tian's body had long since reached a terrifying state through the fusion of various energies, physiques, and bloodlines.

Chen Tian adopted a stance. If the opponent wanted to fight, Chen Tian would oblige.

Chen Tian and Han Yun faced each other, their hands entering a fighting state. They stomped their feet. BOOM!

The ground cracked. The ground beneath their feet exploded as they collided. Their bodies slammed into each other, a pure test of whose physique was stronger.

Two figures collided, raising dust. Within the dust, a rumbling sound echoed.