Chapter 1070 - 1068: The Awakening of the Dark Monarch, Gathering of the Kings!

Chapter 1070: Chapter 1068: The Awakening of the Dark Monarch, Gathering of the Kings!

The Yagami Shrine is a sacred place worshipped by the Baqi Emperor Race.

It is also a forbidden zone that is absolutely prohibited from entering.

In the past, the creatures of the Baqi Emperor Race would only dare to worship from the outskirts, praying for the blessings of the Evil God.

It was simply impossible to step inside.

And now, Naraku actually said he wants to enter the Yagami Shrine.

This undoubtedly stirred up waves throughout the Baqi Emperor Race.

In theory, the fall of the Quasi-Immortal is related to Naraku.

If he were still that useless Young Master from before, he would surely be impeached.

His position as Young Master would even be in jeopardy.

But now, after Naraku broke through to become the Supreme Venerable and revealed the illusion of the Orochi Evil God’s shadow.

All the creatures of the Baqi Emperor Race understood.

Naraku is the last hope of the entire Baqi Emperor Race.

So in response to Naraku’s statement, many creatures of the Baqi Emperor Race remained silent.

An elder asked, "Naraku, have you thought it over? That place is our clan’s forbidden land, and no one knows what will happen once you’re inside."

"If something unexpected happens..."

This elder did not continue.

Although Naraku is the cause of the Quasi-Immortal’s fall.

But Naraku is now extremely important to the Baqi Emperor Race and cannot be lost.

"No matter what, I have to go in."

Naraku’s tone was resolute.

Even if he breaks the seal and reaches the level of Supreme Venerable, he is not a match for Jun Xiaoyao.

The only way is to enter the Yagami Shrine.

This is his final hope and resource for a comeback.

So no matter how big the risk, he must enter.

Moreover, Naraku believes he might not encounter danger.

After all, in the past, when the shrine’s purple light sealed his cultivation.

Words once echoed in his mind.

"Enter the shrine, receive the baptism of the Evil God."

Naraku believes he will not meet danger.

Soon, Naraku came before the Yagami Shrine.

The shrine was extremely ancient, surrounded by a dark environment.

It seemed as though even light could not penetrate the shrine.

Looking at this shrine, Naraku felt conflicted.

When his cultivation was sealed, he hated this shrine.

This shrine burdened him with endless infamy and made him a notorious useless Young Master of the Chaotic Demon Sea.

But the irony is, now his only hope lies within this shrine.

Naraku took a deep breath and pushed the door open to enter the shrine.

He was also curious about what was in the shrine.

"Grandson..."

Outside, Naraku’s grandfather and others held their breath.

Upon entering the shrine, Naraku only felt a water-like coldness.

There was no oppressive atmosphere.

Inside the shrine, it was incredibly dark, with no trace of light, and very quiet.

It was as if he had come to a dead silent universe.

No sound, no light.

Yet Naraku could feel an attraction.

As if something was calling him.

Following the guidance in his heart, he continued further.

Finally, he saw it.

Ahead, there was a faint blue firelight, as cold and eerie as ghost fire.

In the center, there was a relief wall.

On the wall was carved a terrifying being with eight fierce serpent heads.

The once dominant figure of the Chaotic Demon Sea!

An ancient dark existence!

A being that brought infinite destruction to the world!

The Eight-headed Serpent!

Or more precisely.

The Orochi Evil God!

As Naraku saw the relief.

The eight pairs of eyes carved on the Eight-headed Serpent simultaneously lit up with a faint purple demonic light.

Then, in Naraku’s shocked gaze.

The relief that was once the Eight-headed Serpent began to squirm.

It transformed into a mass of purple-black evil power, rushing straight towards Naraku!

"Ah!"

Naraku instantly felt a scorching heat, as if every drop of blood in his body was about to boil.

It was as if some terrifying energy rooted itself deep within him.

Countless demonic sounds echoed in his mind.

Ancient images surfaced one after another.

In those images, he seemed to transform into an Evil God who ruled everything.

In his ears, chaotic words seemed to reverberate.

Naraku could not hear clearly but vaguely heard the words "Dark Monarch."

The purple evil power enveloped Naraku entirely, like a cocoon.

Outside the shrine, among the Baqi Emperor Race creatures, their minds were raised after hearing Naraku’s scream.

It was unclear how much time had passed.

A pillar of purple-black light suddenly surged out from inside the shrine, reaching the heavens!

At that moment, enormous waves surged around the Baqi Island.

Countless creatures were trembling, hiding fearfully.

Some extremely ancient and fierce Sea Beasts sensed this aura and shivered, retreating to the depths of the seabed.

For they felt a fear deep in their bloodline and souls.

It was as if their ancient ancestors had once trembled and submitted under this powerful evil aura!

Meanwhile, as this aura was exploding.

Another group of people sensed something inexplicable.

At the edge of the Chaotic Demon Sea.

A floating tower ship traversed the sky.

On the deck of the ship stood a young man with slightly dark skin, a pair of black fox ears, and ten tails behind him.

It was Yun Xiaohai.

His form had changed slightly from before.

Representing that he could now skillfully harness the power of the Ten-tailed World-Ending Black Fox.

He came to the Chaotic Demon Sea because he heard that another World-Ending King had emerged.

He wanted to see if he could recruit them into the same alliance.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao and he are mortal enemies.

Moreover, the Six Kings of Destruction are heading to the Unmentionable Land, so Yun Xiaohai also came.

Accompanying him are some powerful beings from the Mingzhao and Mojie Emperor Races.

"That aura?"

Yun Xiaohai gazed and looked out.

At the farthest place on the horizon, there was a pillar of purple light, connecting heaven and earth.

Vaguely, there seemed to be an endless demonic shadow, intermittently appearing, the expansive body seemed to overwhelm the world.

"Dark Monarch..."

Unconsciously, four words surfaced from Yun Xiaohai’s mouth, even he did not realize.

Meanwhile, on the island ancestral land of the Candle Nine Yin Lineage.

Deep within an underground palace.

A young man was situated inside.

He wore a loose-fitting black robe, his black hair draping to the ground, with fair skin.

His features were very handsome, and on his forehead, there was a scale.

Faintly visible, the scale seemed to have a black hexagram pattern etched.

Before him in the void hovered a sheet of dark gold paper.

An elusive power of time permeated the paper, with every word appearing to condense the ancient cosmic time and space.

At a certain moment, this young man seemed to sense something, gazing afar through layers of barriers.

"Indeed, my prediction was correct, he truly is that one."

The man murmured, his eyes devoid of any surprise.

"Daring to provoke him, it’s sheer folly."

"What’s even more foolish is to dare provoke me."

A faint chill flashed through the man’s black and white eyes.

He was that elder brother in Zhuhuang’s words.

The Emperor’s Son of the Candle Nine Yin Lineage, Zhu Ye.

He holds another identity.

He is the Second King among the Six Kings of Destruction!