Chapter 1173: Teasing the Primordial Ancestor of Eternal Night (Part 2)

The Eternal Night Primogenitor stared at the white-robed man before him. After the earlier ambush, he had come to realize that one-on-one, he couldn’t restrain this enigmatic ‘Daoist Tianxin.’

“Second Brother,” the Eternal Night Primogenitor reached out to his sworn brother, the ‘Polar Night Primogenitor.’

“Hahaha, so you can’t handle that Daoist Tianxin? Need my help now?” The Polar Night Primogenitor’s mocking voice echoed through their telepathic link. Though the two were sworn brothers who had journeyed together since the ancient times before the First Ancient Kingdom War, their personalities were starkly different.

The Eternal Night Primogenitor was more aloof and sinister, still maintaining a veneer of dignity—only tearing off the mask at critical moments to reveal his true ruthlessness. Ordinarily, he upheld basic decorum.

The Polar Night Primagonitor, however, truly cared nothing for appearances. Even when dealing with the weak, deception and manipulation came as naturally as breathing.

Yet despite their differences…

Their paths of mastery were polar opposites, and when combined, their combat prowess was terrifying.

“Enough talk. Get here quickly. We’ll capture this incarnation of Daoist Tianxin together,” the Eternal Night Primogenitor urged.

“He’s a master of the Void Path with countless incarnations. If we seize this one and seal his soul, preventing him from self-destructing, we can uncover his true identity,” the Eternal Night Primogenitor continued. “With our combined ambush, we have a real chance.”

“Fine. But that disciple you fought me over last time—you’ll hand him over to me.”

“Deal. But only if we succeed.”

As they secretly plotted, Dongbo Xueying hovered mid-air, gazing at the Eternal Night Primogenitor. “Eternal Night Primogenitor, as one of the two Primogenitors of the Eternal Night Ancient Kingdom, why stoop to harming weak cultivators?”

“Who are you to question my actions?” the Eternal Night Primogenitor sneered.

“I have every right to question. You can’t kill me, nor even threaten me—yet I can threaten you,” Dongbo Xueying countered.

The Eternal Night Primogenitor’s expression darkened.

As a ruler, he naturally commanded countless subordinates. Many tasks were delegated, as he couldn’t handle everything personally.

Given Daoist Tianxin’s temperament—his relentless hatred for evil—he showed no mercy to demons. The Eternal Night Primogenitor’s own nature had fostered a legion of similarly wicked followers. If this ‘Daoist Tianxin’ truly began assassinating them, a master of the Void Path could easily decimate many of the Eternal Night Ancient Kingdom’s Cosmos Gods.

“You dare threaten me?” The Eternal Night Primogenitor’s eyes gleamed with cold fury.

“Eternal Night Primogenitor, why go this far?” Dongbo Xueying shook his head. “If you truly need souls, your kingdom is vast enough. There must be countless criminals who violate its laws. Execute them in batches and collect their souls—I won’t interfere.”

The Eternal Night Primogenitor fell silent.

Criminal souls?

He had long since harvested them. Given the kingdom’s size, the quantity wasn’t insignificant. But compared to the demands of the ‘Undying Nether Emperor,’ it was a drop in the ocean.

Only mass slaughter on a grand scale could meet such needs swiftly.

“Your words… hold some merit,” the Eternal Night Primogenitor frowned. “But—”

Before he could finish—

Boom! Boom!

Two terrifying forces erupted.

One was an endless, blinding radiance; the other, an abyssal darkness that chilled the soul.

Light and darkness, the two extremes of existence.

Dongbo Xueying felt the world around him spinning violently, his very soul dizzy from the disorientation. Yet as a master of the Illusory Realm Path and a Cosmos God of the second layer—enhanced by a drop of the Ten Thousand Tentacles Dragon Mother’s heartblood—his soul was formidable enough to retain clarity.

“An ambush,” he realized.

In an instant, his incarnation dissolved like dust, vanishing without a trace.

“What?!”

A second figure emerged—a man clad in a black cloak adorned with faint crimson patterns: the Polar Night Primogenitor.

Eternal Night and Polar Night stood side by side.

“Failed?” The Polar Night Primogenitor sighed. “This Daoist Tianxin’s soul is too strong. He remained fully conscious and dispersed his incarnation immediately.”

Had he faltered for even a moment, his soul would have been sealed. Though he had means to conceal his aura, the two Primogenitors could have infiltrated his soul directly, uncovering his true identity.

Daoist Tianxin’s strength lay in his secrecy. Without flaws to exploit, the demonic forces of the Heart Realm Continent were powerless against him.

“Failure now means it’ll be even harder next time,” the Eternal Night Primogenitor seethed in frustration.

Whoosh.

A white-robed man stepped forth from the void.

“Two Primogenitors teaming up against me—what an honor,” Dongbo Xueying laughed. Having come openly to ‘negotiate,’ he hadn’t been unprepared. Though confident in his nine incarnations and the Voidfire Lotus, standing in the open made him a target.

Who knew what tricks the Eternal Night Primogenitor had? What if multiple invincible beings ganged up? Or if the even more sinister ‘Undying Nether Emperor’ intervened?

He couldn’t afford to lose—not when his identity was at stake.

Thus, he had sent an ordinary incarnation, devoid of treasures.

With thousands of incarnations to spare, losing one was trivial.

“Still coming after me?” Dongbo Xueying smiled at the two Primogenitors before dissolving once more.

Then—

Another white-robed figure emerged from the void.

“As a Void Path cultivator at the apex, I have endless incarnations. Disperse one, and another takes its place—faster than I can cultivate them,” the newly appeared Dongbo Xueying taunted.

The two Primogenitors exchanged glances.

This Daoist Tianxin…

Unlike other apex experts, his mastery of the Void Path granted him limitless incarnations. Capturing and sealing him? Impossible, especially when his soul had resisted their combined ambush.

“Whoosh.”

As Dongbo Xueying stood there, another white-robed figure materialized beside him, casually uncorking a wine flask and taking a swig.

The Eternal Night Primogenitor’s face darkened.

That wine…

It had been in his private chamber within the Eternal Night City. Using the Great Void Transference Art, Dongbo Xueying had sent an incarnation to retrieve it and return in an instant.

“Killing demons in your kingdom would be just as easy,” the two Dongbo Xueyings remarked, sipping wine. “But I have no desire to oppose you. I merely wish to aid the weak. Show them mercy—find another way to gather souls, even if it takes longer.”

The Polar Night and Eternal Night Primogenitors exchanged glances, torn between fury and helplessness.

This was the plight invincible beings faced against the Heart Realm’s most notorious demons—who flaunted their power, even daring to wreak havoc within the Six Ancient Kingdoms.

Why?

Because those demons knew they couldn’t be killed. They knew invincible beings, bound by their legacies, wouldn’t risk all-out war.

Daoist Tianxin was the opposite—a guardian of the weak. In this, he resembled the Infinite City Lord, who upheld order across the Heart Realm, ensuring its denizens thrived. But where the Infinite City Lord’s ‘order’ tolerated entire city massacres as trivial, Dongbo Xueying’s vision was narrower.

He wouldn’t interfere in ordinary conflicts or natural deaths.

But mass slaughter on a grand scale? That, he would not ignore.

“What now?” the Polar Night Primogenitor transmitted. “We can’t trace his origins or threaten him. As for soul harvesting—you’ve been at it covertly for ages, haven’t you?”

“A hundred million years, carefully. Yet he still found out,” the Eternal Night Primogenitor admitted.

“If it took that long, agree to his terms and proceed even more cautiously. Ensure he can’t trace it back to you,” the Polar Night Primogenitor advised. “With greater stealth, he’ll struggle to uncover the truth.”

“Seems our only option,” the Eternal Night Primogenitor conceded, swallowing his pride.

Against a rootless, unkillable foe with endless incarnations, what else could he do?

“Don’t worry. He can’t hide forever. The day his identity is revealed, we—and every demon he’s suppressed—will repay him tenfold,” the Polar Night Primogenitor vowed. “Then he’ll learn why no one in the Heart Realm has ever dared this before.”

“Agreed,” the Eternal Night Primogenitor nodded. “We bide our time.”

Having cultivated for endless ages, they were patient. They would wait for the day Daoist Tianxin’s mask slipped.