History Has Fallen Ill-Chapter 127 : Demon God Form, Great Sun Bright King!

Chapter 127: Demon God Form, Great Sun Bright King!
Chiii chiii chiii!
As the blazing radiance scorched forth, the venom swiftly evaporated.
The enormous Silver Bright King appeared once more, his body swelling to ten meters.
Only this time, his head had transformed into that of a Roc, wings of scorching light spread from his back. In his left hand he held a treasured mirror, in his right a Sanskrit sword. A golden halo spun behind his head, dazzling and brilliant.
In this moment, he seemed like the Sun God descending upon the world!
Yet none noticed that within the shadow beneath his feet, a giant serpent with a shattered skull was letting out a silent roar.
“Power is truly intoxicating.”
Jiang Yan murmured in his heart, able to sense the affectionate emotions coming from the Little Celestial Ghost and the head of the Golden-Winged Roc.
Because at this moment, he had crushed the skull of the Shadow-Eating Serpent with his 【Warlord Form】, and also absorbed into himself the power of the Silver Bright King, the Roc head of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon, and the Little Celestial Ghost.
As the master of the Dark God Embryo, he could freely draw upon the powers of his descendants, briefly activating the unique 【Demon God Form】.
The stacking of multiple powers made him feel an unparalleled strength.
At this moment, his blood flowed like molten lava, surging endlessly.
All things, in his eyes, became exceptionally fragile.
With the lightest touch, they could turn to ash.
However, in exchange, even merely maintaining this form consumed a tremendous amount of spiritual energy.
An ordinary Foundation Peak cultivator would likely be drained dry in an instant.
Even with his Cataclysmic Sea of the Return Ruins Foundation possessing hundreds or thousands of times more spiritual energy than others, he could still only maintain it for 3–5 minutes.
If he were to incorporate the Flood Dragon’s head, Earth Serpent’s head, Coffin Spirit, and so on, this time would become even shorter.
But this wasn’t his limit.
Rather, if he exceeded this time, he might accidentally assimilate the Three-Headed Flood Dragon and the Little Celestial Ghost—something akin to devouring them and returning them to the mother body, permanently claiming their power.
To nurture billions of offspring, to feed the Mother Goddess!
Even if the Three-Headed Flood Dragon and Little Celestial Ghost were willing, Jiang Yan had not yet reached the point of devouring his own companions to grow stronger.
His path should not be one of solitude.
‘Let this form be called the Great Sun Bright King!’
Jiang Yan’s thoughts turned as he lifted his head and looked toward the Poison Xiangliu.
His gaze was blazing, and wherever it landed, the temperature suddenly soared.
“Ssssss—”
Under this scorching heat, the Poison Xiangliu tried to let out a wail. As Wang Zhi’s spine, it too felt intense pain and quickly withdrew.
“Did I permit you to move?”
The Roc-headed Bright King lifted his head to gaze upon him.
Like the resplendent sun,
He bestows life to all things, yet also brings destruction.
Brilliant beyond compare, yet incomparably indifferent.
“Damn it!”
Alarm blared in Wang Zhi’s mind. Before he could react, he saw the radiant figure appear before him in a flash of light.
With a beat of his radiant wings, hot winds surged forth, instantly scorching the many soul-eyes on his face into ash, plunging him into endless darkness.
Yet within this endless darkness, Wang Zhi could still feel that the “sun” stood before him—
Roasting all creation!
“Ssssss!”
Wang Zhi decisively switched to the perspective of the Poison Xiangliu, opening its bloody maw and spewing forth a vast poisonous fog.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The wings behind Jiang Yan stirred, sweeping up a radiance-laden wind that scorched the poisonous mist, turning it into a sky full of black smoke.
Yet within that smoke, the head of the Poison Xiangliu burst forth, already scorched beyond recognition, exposing its bony spine. With gaping fangs, it bit down on Jiang Yan.
What use was the bloodline imbued with sunlight?
It would still be poisoned!
Just as it was about to inject its venom, Jiang Yan’s low voice echoed:
“Airburst!”
Weng!
The Great Sun Bright King raised the treasured mirror in his hand, and in an instant, all things fell silent.
Boom!
The space before Jiang Yan shattered with a roar. A spatial storm surged forth, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that directly severed the Poison Xiangliu’s serpent head.
The venomous head arced through the air in a parabola, toxic fluid rapidly dissolving, ready to explode.
“Watch out!”
Secretary Yao called out a warning.
But in the next moment, the Roc’s beak opened and bit down on Xiangliu’s head, swallowing it whole.
He chuckled softly and said, “Truly delicious.”
The venomous head—just like that—was devoured.
At this moment, savagery and divinity manifested simultaneously.
It reminded Secretary Yao of that verse...
『A Demon Seed descends from Heaven, a Taisui God among mortals.』
“How could this be!?”
Even the Great Pirate King Wang Zhi found it unbelievable at this moment.
He had assumed the other feared the poison, hence the spatial rupture to maintain a safe distance.
But now...
Jiang Yan had swallowed it directly.
As if... as if he wouldn’t allow anyone to disturb his meal.
He was preparing to savor it slowly.
“A Roc associated with the sun... Could it be... this guy carries the legendary bloodline of the Golden-Winged Roc that feasts on myriad poisonous dragons?”
Wang Zhi’s heart quaked. Why would a bloodline of this caliber emerge from the historical currents of Jiangnan?
Shouldn’t it have appeared in the Peacock Dynasty or a province rich in Buddhist heritage?
But at this moment, Jiang Yan raised a finger, pointed toward him, and smiled lightly:
“When fear is born in your heart, you are already under my dominion!”
As his words fell, his fingertip flashed with light, forming a cross-shaped star.
In the next second,
A golden pillar of light swept out.
Had Wang Zhi not dodged in time, his head would’ve turned to flying ash. As it was, half his body was annihilated, and the searing pain made him howl in agony, grievously wounded.
Jiang Yan stood silently in midair, expression calm and unmoving, as though admiring the pain of his prey.
But in truth, he was still digesting the poison.
That venom potent enough to kill a pseudo-Ancient Talisman cultivator hadn’t entered his body; instead, it had been absorbed into the space constructed by the Little Celestial Ghost’s mirror, where it corroded violently.
With his current power, it was indeed difficult to digest.
Even relying on the radiance of the Wings of Light, he couldn’t completely incinerate it.
However...
By swallowing the Poison Xiangliu’s head in Roc form and instilling fear in Wang Zhi, he triggered a case of “faking it till it’s real.” Due to too few believers, the foundation of this transformation was weak, but it temporarily enhanced his ability to digest the poison.
Combining the Roc’s venom resistance and the transcendent organ 【Jueyin Dragon Cauldron】 capable of detoxification, he could attempt to analyze and digest this special Xiangliu venom.
To be cautious, Jiang Yan had swallowed only a single drop—the poison of a distant Xiangliu descendant.
Boom!
But the moment it entered his body, that drop of venom erupted like a tsunami, ready to flood his entire being.
Fortunately, the Jueyin Dragon Cauldron activated, emitting a dark green radiance, forcibly suppressing the Xiangliu venom and beginning to gradually devour and analyze it.
Even so, half of his liver was corroded.
But soon, the Jueyin Dragon Cauldron consumed 【Liver Origin】 to rapidly regenerate. It was corroded again, and the cycle repeated. Relying on its infinite regenerative trait, it looped over a thousand times in thirty seconds, painstakingly forging an antibody.
Successfully inscribing the Xiangliu venom into the 【Jueyin Dragon Cauldron】 for storage.
The first step is always the hardest.
After analyzing the toxin, his liver quickly secreted a specialized anti-venom serum, fusing the remaining Xiangliu descendant venom into it, tempering his liver.
Toxins—were the finest nourishment for the Jueyin Dragon Cauldron.
By the end, even after it finished devouring everything stored within the Little Celestial Ghost’s space, Jiang Yan simply grabbed the remaining body of the Poison Xiangliu, stepped on Wang Zhi’s head, power surging, and began to extract it piece by piece.
Ka! Ka! Ka!
The headless body of Xiangliu writhed violently, venom spraying everywhere, splashing onto the Great Sun Bright King—but it was swiftly absorbed.
The Roc’s head devoured without restraint, feasting heartily.
It made the Flood Dragon Head and Earth Serpent Head green with envy.
If only it were a dragon instead of Xiangliu...
Then they would have the chance to cuddle with their master and crush enemies together.
Though the three shared one body, they sometimes got jealous of each other.
Quite curious, indeed.
“Aaaaahhh!”
Wang Zhi howled in agony, the entire Law Domain quaking, countless cracks appearing.
The brutality of the scene left everyone in stunned silence.
Even Secretary Yao was dumbfounded in this moment.
Was this man truly an ordinary person who became a History Walker?
And not some demonic overlord who turned over a new leaf?
“Terrifying!”
The transcendents of the Ou Tide Secret Society trembled in fear. Escape no longer crossed their minds—they only hoped they’d be sent to the Black Prison instead of becoming snacks for this great demon king before them.
“How is this possible!?”
You Haisheng turned to witness the scene, paralyzed by terror.
What kind of monster was this!?
His brief distraction gave Zhao Yinman the opening—three thousand explosive talismans stuck to him, blasting him into the corner of the treasure ship.
Zhao Yinman frowned as she watched Jiang Yan’s actions.
Eating without washing? So filthy!
She made a mental note to remind Jiang Yan to pay attention to food hygiene later.
"Dirty doesn’t mean disease-free” is a total myth!
In the end, Wang Zhi’s entire spine was pulled out, swallowed by the Great Sun Bright King, the sound of chewing echoing through the air.
Weng!
The Jueyin Dragon Cauldron grew by a third. Inside, a poisonous swamp emerged, where a dark green dragon-like shadow roiled—though its form was indistinct.
“The venom of Xiangliu truly is potent. It’s helped me forge the embryonic form of the Five-Viscera God 【Filth Dragon King】, and the Jueyin Dragon Cauldron’s power has increased by fifty percent, boosting my toxin digestion to a new level.
If I could devour a full descendant of Xiangliu, it would likely be born early. But the Shadow-Eating Serpent is also waiting to eat it so it can grow a third head...”
Jiang Yan looked a bit troubled. The current Wang Zhi was, in truth, defective—only his soul had been refined into a divine statue’s anchor.
His true body and Xiangliu bloodline remained aboard the World-Crossing Treasure Raft.
But there was only one.
Too many gold-devouring beasts at home...
Not enough to go around!
Just as he pondered this, the 【Law Domain — Tide-Five Peaks Treasure Ship】 shattered with a roar, and two figures shot forth, dashing toward the World-Crossing Treasure Raft.
They were none other than the heavily injured Wang Zhi and You Haisheng.
Their expressions were tense—they never imagined they would run into a monster like Jiang Yan, completely shattering their plans.
Their only hope now lay in Wang Zhi fusing with the raft and reclaiming the power of the Ancient Talisman.
To reverse the tide.
“What are you running for?”
Jiang Yan flapped his wings, transformed into a golden streak of light, and appeared behind the two. The Great Sun Bright King's hand reached out like a Roc swooping down on prey, dazzling and overwhelming.
Golden Roc Technique—Sky-Grabbing Talon!
“Get lost!”
You Haisheng’s face was twisted in fear as he pushed his Law Seed—Whale of Tides—to its limit, unleashing a tidal surge as he leapt forward.
To smash through all life.
But the moment it was touched by the Roc’s talons, it was effortlessly crushed into nothingness. Like grabbing a chick, the talon pierced through his shoulder blade and lifted him up.
The other talon gleamed as it seized Wang Zhi’s massive ship-body, dragging it back to keep it from escaping.
Pa pa pa pa!
With sounds like firecrackers, Wang Zhi decisively severed the blood threads linking him to the ship-body—like a snail abandoning its shell—casting off that part of himself.
Having lost both his spine and ship-body, he now resembled a soft-bodied creature as he lunged toward the World-Crossing Treasure Raft.
“No wonder he was once the Pirate King—such decisive sacrifice.”
Jiang Yan was just about to pursue and kill, but then startled cries came from behind. Without the support of the Law Domain treasure ship, everyone was now falling into the Historical Long River.
This point wasn’t far from the Edge of the Old Days, and they risked being swept into the depths of history.
This was part of Wang Zhi’s plan—to force Jiang Yan to make a choice.
Save them?
Or go for the kill?
In the end, Jiang Yan turned back, wings flaring, transforming into a streak of light as he caught everyone and placed them atop the Coffin Spirit, heading toward the Edge of the Old Days.
“We’re sorry for dragging you down, Commander!”
Secretary Yao and the others were deeply ashamed. If not for them, Jiang Yan would already have secured victory.
On the other side, Wang Zhi reached the World-Crossing Treasure Raft. He could feel his physical body calling to him, and the refined Ancient Talisman quivered faintly.
“It’s time... to reclaim everything I lost.”
Wang Zhi’s face lit up with joy. As he neared, silver radiance shone atop the raft—Yin Dragon and Yang Tiger converging.
He could faintly sense a weak consciousness.
“Ao’er, come with Father into the real world!”
Wang Zhi burst into tears, choosing fusion without hesitation.
Boom!
The aura of the Ancient Talisman erupted like a tsunami, sweeping across this tributary of the Historical Long River, stirring massive waves.
Endless Historical Dust floated.
Ancient Talisman and what lay below it—were entirely different levels of life.
“Commander, we must flee! If he reclaims the Ancient Talisman, we won’t stand a chance,” Secretary Yao said anxiously.
The others all agreed.
This place wasn’t far from the Edge of the Old Days—they could return to the real world.
As long as Jiangnan Headquarters was notified, not even an Ancient Talisman wielder—let alone a Heavenly Official—would dare give chase.
Jiang Yan’s expression remained calm. He exited the Great Sun Bright King form, began wildly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, and said serenely, “Wang Zhi is already dead.”
At his words, the group was puzzled.
According to the Yin Dragon, Yang Tiger — Ferry of the World-Crossing Treasure Raft Ritual, Wang Zhi had descended to retrieve his power and return to the Ancient Talisman...
How could he die?
“Ridiculous...”
You Haisheng was about to mock Jiang Yan for putting on airs at such a moment—when suddenly he recalled Jiang Yan’s words about a big fish. He snapped his gaze toward the Silver World-Crossing Treasure Raft.
Could it be...
From within that silver radiance, Wang Zhi’s anguished roar echoed out:
“You lied to me!?”
……