CHAPTER 531: CHAPTER 522: LIFTING CAIN’S COFFIN LID! (FIRST UPDATE)

Cain has been sleeping for thousands of years, with his injuries showing no signs of recovery; he could only recuperate within his own coffin.

To ensure the safety of the Blood Clan, Cain passed down a Secret Technique before falling into a coma. Each Prince’s family has been passing down this Secret Technique generation after generation, and only a Prince is privy to it!

This Secret Technique can awaken the progenitor Cain at the most difficult moments for the Blood Clan!

However, now, Algernon Matthew is attempting to awaken Cain, solely to kill Bai Yan!

He has completely lost his mind!

"Stealing my demon is one thing, but to kill me too? Your vile intentions never die! Such a despicable Prince, watch as I completely break your spine today!"

Bai Yan roared furiously in a low voice, his footsteps thundered, and his figure, as swift as lightning, charged forward.

This time, Bai Yan was truly enraged.

He had repeatedly given this Prince opportunities, intending to stabilize the global situation of the Abnormals, to avoid forcing the Dark Council into desperate measures against the Huaxia Abnormality Organization alongside the Bright Church.

But it’s clear that Prince Algernon Matthew has been blinded by power.

Even when facing a demon, he still struggles!

Such scum, Bai Yan would naturally eradicate him!

Prince Algernon Matthew was still murmuring in demonic language, the blood of Prince-level Blood Clan remaining on the Blood-colored Hexagram floated continuously, forming mist that enveloped the blood-colored coffin.

A powerful scent from the Abyss gradually rose from Cain’s blood-colored coffin!

Cain was about to awaken!

"Get out of my way!"

Bai Yan roared, and the Dragon Pattern Longsword suddenly swung.

"Whoosh!"

Dark light flickered, the demonic Sword Intent surged, stabbing towards the vital points around Algernon Matthew!

"Ah!"

Algernon Matthew screamed in alarm, his face filled with fear, dodging the sword with a clumsy tumble just in time.

Fortunately, Bai Yan was only trying to drive him away and not truly aiming to kill him.

Otherwise, no matter how awkward Algernon Matthew’s dodging, he wouldn’t have been able to avoid that sword.

Even so, there was still a deep, bone-visible blood wound left on Algernon Matthew’s arm; Bai Yan’s current strength could completely dominate an SSS-rank warrior!

Unless it’s figures like the Pope, Master Blood Dragon, or True Person Sima Xuanxuan, demigod-level warriors, no one in the Main Plane could confront Bai Yan head-on!

"You’re lucky!"

Bai Yan coldly watched Prince Algernon Matthew, the Dragon Pattern Longsword gently shook and was thrown out.

"Swish swish swish!"

The Dragon Pattern Longsword emitted an intensely strong black glow, hovering over the top of Algernon Matthew’s head, like the Sword of Damocles.

The sharp, pitch-black sword tip kept spinning, seemingly ready to fall at any moment and decapitate Algernon Matthew!

Algernon Matthew showed a face full of fear, continuously dodging, but unable to avoid the Dragon Pattern Longsword.

The sword has a spirit, controlled by the mind.

Algernon Matthew’s presence had already been locked by the Dragon Pattern Longsword; even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he couldn’t escape the threat of the sword.

"Stay put, otherwise, you’ll be the first to be beheaded!"

Bai Yan coldly shouted, then turned to examine Cain’s blood-colored coffin.

Just as Prince Algernon Matthew was driven away, the awakening ritual ended.

The Blood-colored Hexagram ceased operation, and the Abyss Power emanating from Cain also gradually settled down.

"Hmph!"

Bai Yan snorted, his foot angrily stomping.

"Crack~!"

A crack sounded, and the blood-colored Hexagram engraved on the floor, indestructible for a thousand years, showed cracks like a tortoise’s shell.

With one stomp, he shattered the centuries-old, indestructible mysterious iron floor!

"...."

Everyone fell silent, quietly watching Bai Yan’s movements, daring not to utter a word.

What else could they say?

The treasure of Hua Xia was snatched away, but he revealed his identity – he is a Demon, the most revered belief of the Dark Camp!

It’s as if a group of Hua Xia people were at a gathering, and suddenly a stunningly beautiful woman appeared. Before anyone could even flirt halfway, they learned she was the goddess Nüwa!

How embarrassing!

They couldn’t fight, nor scold, and while they wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, they also feared their unworthiness.

After all, even a Bloodline Prince could be abused by him! Any Demon Warrior under his command ranked as S+!

Besides silence, the people could think of no better approach.

Bai Yan stood on the thoroughly destroyed Blood-colored Hexagram, glanced over at the crowd; most people, ashamed under Bai Yan’s gaze, bowed their heads, while a few Dark Mages watched him with wild fervor.

Everyone knew the Dark Camp was despicable, shameless, and would stop at nothing for power!

But setting camp affiliations aside, how were they different from the virtuous people of Bright Church?

Who doesn’t want power?

Who hasn’t used shameless and despicable means?

Not to mention, just as the Bright Church has its faith, so does the Dark Camp!

"Everyone, stay exactly where you are! Anyone who disobeys, don’t blame me for taking their life!"

Bai Yan coldly shouted.

He had figured it out; these people were soft on the inside but pretended to be tough - without severe measures, they wouldn’t realize what was required of them.

Most people nodded frantically like chicks pecking rice, obedient to the core.

Prince Algernon Matthew’s face was in despair. Who ultimately is the host of this dark assembly?

How come I, the respected Bloodline Prince, am being ignored by everyone!

"I want to see what’s so special about this progenitor Cain!"

Bai Yan sneered, turning towards the blood-colored sarcophagus.

The intense Abyssal aura from earlier was still fresh in his memory!

If Cain truly awoke, even a heavily injured Cain was not someone Bai Yan could confidently beat – after all, he was the first god to descend into the Abyss, also genuinely the ’Son of Adam’!

Put another way, he was essentially the grandson of the father god!

He possessed the authentic Divine Bloodline!

Not to mention powerful divine strength, he was at least of intermediate divine strength!

Could a mere demigod, not even a full mortal like Bai Yan, defeat such a heavyweight?

But, your slumber undermines your formidable power!

Bai Yan waved his hand mightily.

"Swish!"

A surge of black Demon Power burst forth.

Cain’s blood-colored sarcophagus was suddenly flung open, smashing onto the floor with a loud "clang," breaking a large section of the floor.

Only Abyss Power and Demon Power could easily pry open Cain’s sarcophagus, which was also Cain’s way of avoiding the Blood Clan claiming him as one from the Abyssal Plane.

However, since he fell into slumber, the status of the Blood Clan has plummeted severely; not to mention upholding the knowledge, power, and wealth passed down by their ancestors.

The Blood Clan couldn’t even stay in the Abyssal Plane anymore, essentially hitting rock bottom.

"Oh my Satan! He’s opened Cain’s sarcophagus!"

The crowd exclaimed.

Prince Algernon Matthew’s mouth twitched, wanting to stop him but not daring to speak out.

No other reason but the Dragon Pattern Longsword flashing with cold light still hung over his head, barely missing his scalp.

The Prince dared not make any reckless moves now!

"Let me see what Cain looks like."

Bai Yan sneered sinisterly, bending over and reaching towards the sarcophagus.