Bo Xuan's Revenge, A Hundred Years Is Not Too Late

"That's it?!"

Bo Xuan, seated on the Darkness Throne, subtly dissipated the terrifying fluctuations in his palm. He had just been about to join forces with Lin Dong when the battle was already over.

In fact, with Lin Dong's current combat strength, he would dare to face a Samsara Stage Great Power has passed the Second Reincarnation Tribulation head-on without any fear, and suppressing two ordinary Reincarnation Cycle Stage Expert who have not yet passed the Reincarnation Tribulation would be as easy as playing around.

"Spatial Deprivation!"

As the soft voice faded, a black bead the size of a dragon's eye, covered with countless mysterious runes, automatically flew out from one person's Cosmic Bag.

"Two Grand Elders, come, tell me what this is? It's not one of those health-preserving balls you often play with, is it? But it hasn't even developed a patina yet, it doesn't look like it~"

Lin Dong stroked the black bead in his hand and asked with a smile.

Seeing that their scheme had been completely exposed, the Two Grand Elders lowered their heads, their faces ashen, and simply shut their mouths.

"Buzz!"

As Lin Dong poured his Origin Energy into it, the black light surged and rose, transforming into a tall, illusory figure. The figure wore a black robe, was tall and slender, and had a handsome face; he was a middle-aged man with a rather refined appearance.

An extremely terrifying fluctuation surrounded it, comparable to any Peak Expert of the First Layer Reincarnation Tribulation, and stronger than the cultivation of anyone in the hall.

The only flaw was that the handsome, refined Black Clad Man had slightly dull eyes, which was obviously related to the runes covering his entire body.

"The First Generation Hall Master?!!"

Several exclamations rang out in unison, Bo Xuan and his two disciples stood up almost simultaneously, their faces filled with excitement as they looked at the phantom in mid-air.

"The Scythe Spirit that the First Generation Hall Master transformed into is indeed with you. Now that things have come to this, do you two selfless senior uncles have anything else to say?"

Bo Xuan stepped down from the Darkness Throne and coldly surveyed the two people who were slumped on the ground.

"Hmph, Bo Xuan, do you think you've already won? Scythe Spirit's mind has been controlled by the two of us who have jointly planted a talisman. Even a super strong person who has survived the Reincarnation Tribulation cannot break the talisman. I advise you to release the two of us."

"In that case, we might consider telling you the method to break the control, so that our temple's second Sacred Object can be restored to its original state."

Upon hearing this, one of the Grand Elder burst into laughter.

"You Old Undying geezer..."

Bo Xuan's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he raised his palm to strike the top of Bo Xuan's head.

"Oh? Is that so? Purification!"

Lin Dong's right palm struck the phantom's chest with lightning speed, and an incredibly rich and gentle light continuously flowed into the phantom's body, washing away all the strange runes wrapped around its surface.

"Boom!"

The moment the last rune was washed away by the Ancestral Stone Power, the body of the Scythe Spirit, who resembled the First Generation Hall Master, suddenly trembled. Its aura instantly stepped into the Second Reincarnation Tribulation, and its eyes were no longer the previous confused and empty ones, but filled with endless vicissitudes and ancient aura.

"This is..."

The middle-aged man in black opened his palm, lowered his head, stared blankly at his hand, and sighed Youyou, "Ah, after millions of years, have I still returned safely?"

"This aura... could it be that an old friend has returned?"

Three beams of light shot out from Lin Dong's body in succession; these were the three divine artifacts.

"The Rock, the Great Desolation Stele, and the Profound Heaven Hall —it's been a long time."

The First Generation Hall Master, Scythe Spirit, swept his gaze over the three figures of light and shadow, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes, and said slowly.

"So, are you now the Darkness Sacred Scythe or the First Generation Hall Master?"

Looking at the strange light and shadow, Yan tentatively spoke.

"I am both the Darkness Sacred Scythe and the First Generation Hall Master."

The Darkness Sacred Scythe thought for a moment, then continued to explain:

"Back then, I followed my lord to challenge the Demon Emperor. The Demon Emperor shattered my consciousness and returned me to my origin. The fragmented spirit has been sleeping in my body ever since. Until the First Generation Hall Master discovered my existence, he resolutely decided to sacrifice himself to the sword before he passed away, burning his own Primal Spirit to awaken me, thus completing the Darkness Sacred Scythe in one fell swoop."

"But I was severely injured, and my spirit was no longer complete. So after I awoke, I took the initiative to merge with the First Generation Hall Master and was resurrected in another form. Whether you call me your old friend Darkness Sacred Scythe or the First Generation Hall Master of the Darkness Palace, I am the same person. There is no essential difference."

"I returned with the help of the First Generation Hall Master was reborn with the help of me."

The rock face revealed its understanding; the two had completely merged.

The spirit of the Darkness Sacred Scythe was, after all, shattered by the personal intervention of the Demon Emperor, a colossus comparable to the Ancestor Stage of Symbol Ancestor. It would be impossible for it to return without paying a huge price.

Fortunately, after being awakened by the First Generation Hall Master, the Darkness Sacred Scythe decisively relinquished its status as the fifth divine object in the world and completely merged with him, achieving a win-win situation.

"Could this be a contingency plan that the Master of Darkness deliberately left behind to resurrect you? Sacrificing a powerful being at the Second Reincarnation Tribulation to reassemble your Remnant Spirit."

The Great Desolation Stele stroked his chin and muttered to himself.

"What nonsense Darkness Palace is, after all, the lineage left behind by our lord. How could our lord do such a thing? Although our lord is a bit domineering, when has he ever acted so viciously?"

"Besides, if the First Generation Hall Master had even the slightest resistance to merging with me, how could I have returned safely?!"

The Darkness Sacred Scythe, trembling with rage, pointed at the Great Desolation Stele and cursed.

"Ahem, Darkness Sacred Scythe, please don't get agitated..."

Realizing he had caused trouble, Great Desolation Stele immediately humbled himself and apologized repeatedly.

"Since I, the Darkness Palace has been passed down to this day. Which generation of Hall Master are you?"

The Darkness Sacred Scythe ignored the Great Desolation Stele and turned to look at Bo Xuan.

"Reporting to the Ancestor, this disciple is the Fifth Generation Hall Master of our Holy Palace."

Having observed the situation for a while and learned the details, Bo Xuan immediately bowed and reported back.

Knowing that all was lost, the two Grand Elder trembled violently and pressed their bodies firmly against the floor of the main hall.

"Is he already the Fifth Generation Hall Master? Time really flies."

Darkness Sacred Scythe nodded slightly, then glanced at the two men with disgust. "These two unfilial disciples have committed the crime of betraying their master and ancestors. You decide how to deal with them."

As he spoke, he transformed into a Ghostly glow and disappeared into the Black Giant Scythe in Qing Tan's hand. A buzzing sound rang out, and the Darkness Sacred Scythe itself seemed to be excitedly cheering or celebrating something.

From then on, Qing Tan, wielding the complete Darkness Sacred Scythe and with the Darkness Ancestral Symbol suppressing him, was able to contend with a super strongman who had survived Second Reincarnation Tribulation.

"Hall Master, spare me! Hall Master, spare me!"

Seeing that the patriarch was about to have Bo Xuan "deal with" them, the two Grand Elders were immediately terrified and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

"Don't worry, you two are ancient treasures of my Darkness Palace, beings who have stepped into the Reincarnation Stage. How could Bo Xuan, as your junior disciple, have the nerve to kill you?"

Bo Xuan smiled coldly, flicked his finger, and two dark light runes rushed into the bodies of the two defenseless people.

The Darkness Sacred Symbol is an extremely profound soul-controlling secret technique of the Darkness Palace. It can directly control a person's soul, turning a super strong person into their puppet in an instant, with Life and Death entirely in the hands of the caster.

"From now on, you two senior masters should serve the Holy Palace well."

Looking at the two Cycle Stage Expert lying prostrate on the ground like dead dogs, Bo Xuan felt a surge of pleasure.

Bo Xuan's revenge is never too late, even if it takes hundreds of years!