Chapter 243 Ghost Master
"The Key of Time, now!"

"Cone of Space, out!"

The two ancestor gods roared almost at the same time, the light on their hands surged, and the ancient and vicissitudes of power surged out like a torrent. It was a terrifying aura that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, causing the surrounding air to solidify.

However, just as they were about to offer their respective treasures, two golden lights cut through the void like lightning, transformed into extremely sharp claws, and appeared silently in front of their chests at a speed so fast that it was difficult to catch.

With a subtle but clear tearing sound, the pair of golden claws easily penetrated their seemingly indestructible bodies and went straight to the heart beating with life force inside.

what--!
Along with heart-wrenching screams, the expressions of the God of Time and the God of Space were distorted by severe pain. It was a kind of despair and fear that came from the depths of their souls.

"You two, please go inside and wait for a moment."

Jiang Han's words were still calm, as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial matter. With a light wave of the golden claws, the God of Time and the God of Space were slapped into a tiny and mysterious world like fallen leaves. Everything happened so naturally and so shockingly.

"The two great ancestral gods were powerless in front of him!"

"Could it be that he has existed since ancient times?!"

The Heavenly Rank experts present looked at each other in shock and disbelief. The scene before them overturned their understanding of powerful force.

"Let the ancient gods return to their rightful places."

After dealing with the God of Time and the God of Space, Jiang Han turned his gaze to the Demon Lord, deep and meaningful, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

"What are your chances of winning?" After a brief confrontation, the Demon Lord's attitude towards Jiang Han became obviously complicated, with both fear and curiosity.

"I never act without a purpose." Jiang Han's lips curled up into a confident smile, which contained a kind of detachment and indifference.

Faced with Jiang Han's calm attitude, the Demon Lord fell silent. He seemed to be thinking about something, or perhaps he was intimidated by Jiang Han's invisible aura and could not find the right words to respond for a while.

For a long time, there was silence, as if even the dust in the air had frozen, and the whole world was filled with an extremely oppressive silence. The wind around seemed to be holding its breath at this moment, waiting for some earth-shattering moment.

"Reincarnation Gate, open!" The demon lord's voice was like ancient thunder, penetrating the solemn silence, echoing in the void, shaking the surrounding space slightly. As his words fell, the scroll of gods and demons intertwined above his head suddenly bulged, as if it was given life, and began to fluctuate violently. In the picture, gods and demons fought, chaos and order intertwined, and an indescribable strange light gushed out from it, dyeing the entire space with a mysterious color.

In the light, billions of spirits seemed to break free from the shackles of time and space, roaring and tumbling, their eyes flashing with unyielding will and desire for battle. A high spirit of fighting surged in the void, allowing all living beings to feel the call from ancient times, and awe arose in their hearts.

At the same time, all the strong men standing at the top of the heavenly rank, whether they were heroes of the human race, overlords of the demon race, or even those immortals who had never come out of the world, all felt an inexplicable pressure, as if some ancient and powerful existence was awakening. They looked up at the source of the strange light, and saw that in the center of the light, an ancient and huge door was slowly emerging, with traces of time carved on it, exuding a vicissitudes of ancient atmosphere, as if it was a mysterious passage connecting the past and the future.

"Gods, come back!" The voice of the demon lord sounded again. This time, it did not just come from the third world, but it seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, echoing in the hearts of every living being. This sentence carried a summoning power, as if it could awaken the ancient gods sleeping in the depths of the universe, allowing them to respond to this call that spanned the ages.

Then, a dazzling and brilliant light burst out from the Samsara Gate, like a newborn sun, illuminating the entire world. Under the illumination of this light, an ancient and distant war song quietly sounded, the melody contained endless sadness and glory, as if it was an echo from an ancient battlefield, which shocked the hearts of all listeners, as if they could see those brave warriors, fearlessly charging forward for their beliefs and honor in the long river of time.

…The ancient song seemed to have traveled through time, and each note carried the weight of history, slowly reverberating in the sky of the third world, like an ancient war drum, stirring every inch of land and awakening the sleeping heroic souls. This song was not only a melody, but also a call, a vow, filling the world with an unyielding will, as if the mountains were resonating, and the rivers, lakes and seas were surging.

... "Master Demon, what kind of earth-shattering move is he planning? Could this strange phenomenon indicate another turmoil in the order of heaven and earth?" In the third realm, those strong men who had experienced the baptism of the ancient war and ascended to the heavenly level were full of doubts and uneasiness. In their eyes, there was fear of the unknown and nostalgia for the past years of fighting. The complex emotions intertwined together made them look particularly confused.

...And in Jiang Han's small world, those strong men who were also in the heavenly rank, when every syllable of the battle song fell into their ears, it was like a ignited fire, instantly stimulating the hidden fighting instinct in their bodies. Their breath suddenly rose like a tornado, and their eyes flashed with a fiery light, which was an endless desire and expectation for the battle, as if as long as they were ordered, they could turn into sharp swords and pierce the sky.

... "Master, is the 'opportunity' you mentioned right now? My old body has not yet fully awakened from its long sleep!" An illusory and ancient voice suddenly sounded in the air, with a bit of helplessness and teasing, as if it had crossed the boundaries of time and space and echoed directly in everyone's heart. ...The Gate of Samsara, the mysterious gate that connects life and death and transcends reincarnation, slowly opened, and the figure that walked out of it shocked everyone present. It was not a flesh and blood body, but a flawless white skeleton that exuded a faint fluorescent light. Every bone revealed something extraordinary, as if it contained an ancient and powerful power.

... "Ghost Lord, it seems that the chess game you carefully arranged has finally welcomed an uninvited guest." The Demon Lord looked at the snow-white skeleton, a hint of nostalgia and a smile flashed in his eyes, as if he was reuniting with an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, and the joy was beyond words.

...The whispers of the Heavenly Rank experts around him gradually gathered into a stormy discussion. "The Lord of the Netherworld? The ruler who controls one of the six paths of life and death in the legend?" "The supreme being who is on par with the Demon Lord and stands above all living beings!"... In these words, there was awe, disbelief, and deep worry about the upcoming changes.

... "Haha, it seems that even the most sophisticated layout cannot escape the tricks of fate." As the ghost master finished speaking, delicate flesh and blood miraculously grew on his skeleton, and black hair and beard also grew. In a flash, a middle-aged man with extraordinary temperament stood in front of everyone. This change was both magical and shocking, as if it was a flower of life blooming in the dead silence, announcing the arrival of a new era.

...Along with the rebirth of flesh and blood, a tremendous force surged out from the ghost master's body, with great momentum, chasing after the Demon Lord. The confrontation between the two supreme beings made the whole world tremble, foreshadowing that an unprecedented storm was about to sweep the entire world.

Rumble!
A deafening roar, like the war drums of ancient gods, resounded in the boundless void. The sound waves surged like tides, echoing throughout the world. In the heart-pounding vibration, the Gate of Reincarnation, the mysterious gate connecting life and death, past and future, seemed to feel some irresistible force and began to tremble slightly.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were drawn to this sudden change, and thousands of creatures held their breath and waited, as if even the passage of time had frozen. The Gate of Samsara, this ancient and sacred door, has been the dream home and starting point for countless powerful people since ancient times. Every time it opens, it indicates that an unprecedented change is about to come.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, a tall and upright figure slowly walked out of the door. This figure seemed to have come from the ancient wilderness, with an indescribable vicissitudes and majesty. Every step he took seemed to awaken the dormant ancient memories, shocking the whole world.

"Alone--I--defeat--the-sky!"

As this figure appeared, a mysterious force seemed to be awakened from deep within the world seed, and a uniform exclamation of surprise crossed the shackles of time and space and resounded through the sky. It was a shock from the depths of the soul, a reverence and worship that spanned countless epochs. Even the most ancient creatures could not help but tremble in the face of these three words.

Click!

There was a subtle but clearly audible crisp sound, as if it was the sound of the wheel of fate turning gently. A tall figure stood in front of the Samsara Gate, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, and he scanned the densely packed crowd below with indifference and deepness. In those eyes, the stars and the sea seemed to have lost their luster. Only when he finally fixed his gaze on Chen Nan, there seemed to be a subtle fluctuation in his eyes that were originally as cold as ice.

At this moment, Chen Nan seemed to have become the focus of the entire world. All eyes, all breath, all existence, gathered on him at this moment. And the legendary figure named Dugu Baitian just stood there quietly, looking at this young junior with an indescribable look, as if he was evaluating, as if he was recalling...

Dugu Baitian, this name is like the thunder of ancient times, echoing in the long river of history. He is the unreachable peak in the hearts of cultivators, a true legend that transcends the times. His existence is not just a name, but more like a towering monument, standing at the end of the path of cultivation, guiding countless later generations to look up and strive to follow, their eyes are full of awe and worship, as if every gaze can draw endless strength and inspiration from that immortal figure.

"So he's still alive!" This exclamation, like the first ray of sunlight at dawn, penetrated the long-standing fog and uncertainty, awakening the shock and excitement deep in everyone's heart. This is not just the survival of one person, but a symbol of the return of an era and the rebirth of a faith.

"The Great God of Ancient Taboos, an existence that even the heavens are reluctant to mention!" Every word of this sentence is heavy and filled with indescribable awe. The Ancient Taboos are a realm beyond common sense and understanding, a mysterious existence that even the laws of heaven and earth have to retreat from. And Dugu Baitian is the supreme symbol of this taboo. His name is enough to make the stars pale in comparison and change the color of the wind and clouds.

"What secrets are hidden in the chess game mentioned by the Demon Lord? Is it really related to the earth-shaking ancient war?" This question, like a flash of lightning that cuts through the night sky, makes people think deeply. Behind these two simple words, chess game, there seems to be a grand layout related to the universe and fate, which makes people imagine and feel yearning and a little afraid.

A bunch of heavenly masters from later generations, who were powerful in their respective eras, now looked at Dugu Baitian with astonishment and uneasiness like beginners. Their eyes showed both a desire for powerful strength and a deep fear of the unknown, as if at this moment, all the glory and achievements became insignificant, and only the legendary figure in front of them was truly eternal.

"Demon Lord, what is going on? He has clearly not yet reached the legendary realm." Dugu Baitian's voice was low and powerful. He looked at Chen Nan with a frown, and his tone revealed an unquestionable majesty. This was not just a question, but also a questioning of the current situation and a worry about the future.

"Father...Father!" Dugu Xiaoxuan's voice trembled. She lay on the edge connecting the two worlds, with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. Two lines of clear tears, like pearls that had broken off the string, rolled down, and each drop carried the deep longing for her father and the joy of reuniting. Her figure seemed particularly fragile at this moment, but also tenacious.

Jiang Han's eyes swept across the gate of reincarnation, and those eyes seemed to be able to see through the past and the present. Then he waved his sleeves lightly, and the invisible barrier that bound the seed world disappeared silently. This action seemed to open the door to miracles, making all the impossible possible.

Almost instantly, Dugu Xiaoxuan turned into a gorgeous rainbow, crossed the boundaries of space, and threw herself into Dugu Baitian's arms without hesitation. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the air was filled with warmth and emotion. Two long-parted hearts were closely connected at this moment, without words. The blood-thicker-than-water kinship was enough to cross thousands of mountains and rivers and warm the whole world.

(End of this chapter)