Chapter 292 – Archenemy, Overlord-Class Mythical Creature

The biochemical lab was meticulously arranged with over a dozen culture chambers.

Lu Yuan inspected each one, only to find them empty.

In the corner stood a massive hibernation pod, over three meters tall, with its door open outward and a faint chill emanating from within.

It was likely that “False Wu Chao” had emerged from this hibernation pod.

Lu Yuan searched the notebooks scattered on the lab table and floor.

Sitting on a culture chamber, he casually flipped through one.

“Mythical Life Armor Experiment…”

The notes were in Wu Chao’s handwriting, but the content left Lu Yuan slightly astonished.

“Mythical Life Armor Experiment!”

The project name alone revealed Wu Chao’s immense ambition; it seemed he was genuinely researching in the direction of mythical life.

Lu Yuan quickly skimmed through the contents of the notebook.

As he had partially surmised earlier, “False Wu Chao” truly was the product of the buddhist relics of the past Evil Emperors of the evil martial alliance.

When Evil Emperors of the evil martial alliance passed away, they left behind energy crystals containing the power of the evil deity, known within the organization as buddhist relics of the Evil Emperors.

A significant portion of these relics were seized by Penglai and eventually ended up in Wu Chao’s hands.

Wu Chao, who had even experimented with Mecha, naturally wouldn’t be disinterested in the long-cherished path of the evil martial way.

He combined his clone with the buddhist relics of the Evil Emperors, attempting to create a so-called “mythical life”!

“Was his plan to use consciousness transfer technology to replace the clone’s consciousness, achieving a different kind of ‘rebirth’?”

Lu Yuan pondered the contents of the notes, contemplating thoughtfully.

Wu Chao’s plan somewhat resembled the concept of “body snatching” frequently seen in novels.

But as he read further, he realized it was not as simple as he had thought.

As the name suggests, Wu Chao intended to treat the clone as a “flesh armor,” transferring his consciousness only when needed, and storing it in the hibernation pod when not in use.

He could wear and shed it at will.

Moreover, he could create multiple sets of such “armor.”

I must admit, Wu Chao’s idea was quite impressive.

Unfortunately, his experiment failed, and it failed miserably.

He exhausted all the buddhist relics of the Evil Emperors without creating a single qualified “mythical life.”

The most successful product was “False Wu Chao.”

However, even “False Wu Chao” was an abject failure by Wu Chao’s standards, falling far short of his vision for a true “mythical life.”

After the “mythical life armor experiment” was declared a failure, Wu Chao destroyed all the clone test subjects, leaving only “False Wu Chao.”

After Wu Chao’s death, “False Wu Chao” apparently sensed something and emerged on his own from the Hibernation Pod.

Thus, a series of events unfolded.

Lu Yuan randomly opened another notebook, the first page featuring a vividly lifelike hand-drawn illustration.

The picture depicted a Banshee with enormous butterfly wings, grotesque in appearance, with gray skin and a vibrant red tongue that hung down to her waist.

“…Anlies, the lying demon, bewitching deity.

According to legend, it hides in valleys and transforms into a butterfly or a woman to lure wanderers enchanted by the scenery into the illusions it weaves.

Then, it uses its long tongue to suck out the brains of its prey, enhancing its power to bewitch hearts and minds…

It can flutter its wings to create the most beautiful dreams or unleash a devastating storm that destroys everything…”

The notebook documented Wu Chao’s research on each buddhist relic of the Evil Emperors, detailing their abilities and the myths and origins of the evil deities they represented.

Lu Yuan gently touched the image of the Banshee with butterfly wings, recalling the memory scene transmitted to him by the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow Feather-

In the starry sky, a colorful nebula slowly rotated.

A closer look revealed a giant Banshee with butterfly wings sleeping at the center of the nebula.

All the brilliant lights emanated from her, forming the shape of a nebula in the universe.

Within the colorful nebula were tens of thousands of moth-winged monsters.

These creatures roosted within the nebula and on the enormous body of the Banshee, creating a realm imbued with mystery and legend.

However, in the next second…

In the starry sky, an enormously vast shadow suddenly appeared.

An overwhelming aura of death and decay surged forth.

The Banshee, sleeping within the colorful nebula, suddenly opened her eyes, her face filled with sheer terror.

But before she could make any move,

A gigantic mouth, like a black hole, appeared out of the void and swallowed the Banshee and the nebula in one gulp…

The Hundred-eyed Nether Crow, having finished its meal, let out a light burp, then quickly melded its body back into the dead silence of the darkness, disappearing once again.

“Archenemy.”

Lu Yuan flipped through the pages of the notebook absentmindedly, these words echoing in his mind.

Yes, archenemy.

The “False Wu Chao” was primarily born from absorbing the fearful, evil energy contained in three buddhist relics of the Evil Emperors.

But unfortunately, among the powers of these three evil deities, two… were relatively low on the mythic life food chain.

They were underworld creatures that the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow had preyed upon in the past.

Thus, the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow was their archenemy.

This deep-seated fear of their archenemy was etched into their legacy of blood, strength, and memory.

When the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow’s aura emerged, the “False Wu Chao” sensed the threat from two archenemies at once, causing him to be utterly terrified.

“Phew-“

Lu Yuan casually tossed the notebook aside and let out a light breath.

The notebook’s records about the origins and legends of various powers of the evil deities now seemed to hold little reference value for him.

“Legendary Lifeform, mythic life, and the Ancient Evil Deity power rankings are far more complex than I imagined.

Merely relying on folklore or the content circulated within different sects can’t compare in terms of strength.

Inherited memories are the most reliable source…”

Suddenly, Lu Yuan thought of something.

“The Hundred-eyed Nether Crow preys on powerful mythical creatures like the lying demon. It is their archenemy, residing at the top of the mythic life food chain.

So, does it have its own archenemy?

Is there an even more powerful mythical creature that preys on the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow?!”

With this thought, Lu Yuan’s curiosity became uncontrollable.

Lu Yuan continuously directed questions with his consciousness towards the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow Feather embedded in his chest.

Ever since the battle with “False Wu Chao,” it seemed to awaken from its slumber and, in a sense, became capable of some form of communication.

As Lu Yuan sorted through Wu Chao’s notebooks, he persistently “prodded” the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow Feather.

During his search, he stumbled upon several pale-golden, unidentified reagents in Wu Chao’s biochemical lab but had yet to study them.

Suddenly, the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow Feather, annoyed by his constant “pestering,” finally responded.

It trembled slightly, sending out a ripple that spread.

In an instant, Lu Yuan’s mind buzzed, and his vision was plunged into darkness.

…

Under a dim and murky canopy, a massive crow with 999 eyes on its head silently glided through the sky.

Below the giant crow lay an impossibly vast river, with no visible end or source.

The river water was blood-red, so calm that it gave the illusion of being still.

Suddenly.

A blood-red surge erupted from the river, and towering waves of blood exploded.

In this fleeting moment, the entire dark world turned completely blood-red.

Amidst this sea of red, a colossal shadow flashed by.

When the blood-red color receded and the river returned to its original tranquility,

The sky, once inhabited by the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow’s silhouette, was now empty…

…

In the void of the starry sky,

The Hundred-eyed Nether Crow, its wings spread wide enough to easily cover several planets, was frantically flapping its wings.

But this overlord-like biology was desperately fleeing at this moment.

It zipped past star after star, the natural aura of death it emitted causing life-sustaining planets along its path to wither and perish.

Yet no matter how hard it tried, it couldn’t shake off the looming sense of nightmare-like danger.

Behind it, a gigantic black hole was continuously expanding, rapidly closing in…

After fleeing countless light-years away, the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow was finally overtaken by the black hole. It let out a desperate wail, masses of death energy bursting from its entire body as if the gates of the underworld had flung open.

Yet, regardless of how many worlds it had brought devastation to or how many souls it had devoured, it was all in vain now.

Everything was swiftly obliterated within the black hole.

When the body of the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow completely vanished into the black hole,

The black hole abruptly closed.

In the Starry Sky, a menacing and enormous silhouette faintly emerged. Its exact form was unclear, but one could see eyes that were brighter than stars.

No.

Not just one pair…

…

“Huff, huff-“

Lu Yuan came back to his senses from the memory, his heart still trembling.

An indescribable terror and horror loomed in his mind.

“The Hundred-eyed Nether Crow also has Archenemies!”

“And more than one!”

The images of the shadow in the blood-red river and the terrifying, abyss-like figure in the depths of the Starry Sky kept flashing in his mind. He could hear his heart pounding.

“Even planets are like dust in their eyes; such biology is simply beyond my reach…”

Lu Yuan was deeply shaken, unable to fathom the immense power of such creatures.

“What if I could incorporate the aura of these two Archenemies into my martial arts? How strong could I become?”

A sudden thought sparked in Lu Yuan’s mind and quickly grew like wildfire.

His eyes burned with excitement, the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

But these two entities, the Archenemies of the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow, were incredibly terrifying. In the recent memory scene, he couldn’t even make out their forms before the Hundred-eyed Nether Crow was killed.

It looked like he could only try to see if he could uncover more relevant memory images from the feather later on.

Whether it was the shadow in the blood-red river or the terrifying presence in the depths of the Starry Sky, they were undoubtedly overlords among mythic life forms.

Even if he could replicate just a trace of their aura, it might lead to an astonishing breakthrough for him.

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Lu Yuan’s attention gradually returned to the pale-golden reagents he had just discovered.