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Chapter 669: Chapter 669: True Name

The Crimson Fire Heart Ape Sword, the Golden Demonslaying Sword, and the Verdant Crystal Wood Sword: these three long swords were being manipulated as if by three invisible hands, crazily attacking Chang Qinghe with a clear intention to kill him.

From the hands of the Abyssal Demon Lord project in the mid-air of the Sealed Tower, two chains exuding black aura tightly locked around Chang Qinghe, binding and restricting his movement.

For a moment, Song Jian and the Abyssal Demon Lord formed a silent pact to besiege Chang Qinghe.

“Song Jian, no matter which world you are from… If you let the Abyssal Demon Lord replace you, he can descend on your world through you…” Chang Qinghe struggled, desperately blocking the three swords. However, as the Abyssal Chains increasingly bound him, he could only watch helplessly as the three swords aimed at his vital points.

“You will become the sinners of your world, and your world itself will ultimately be corroded by the Abyssal Power and become a part of the Abyssal Land!” Struggling fiercely, Chang Qinghe wielded his sword, slashing at the Abyssal Chains that bind him.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Without mercy, Song Jian controlled the flying swords to penetrate Chang Qinghe’s brain and heart. Three consecutive fatal blows left a wounded Chang Qinghe unable to withstand any longer, spewing out black blood. A helpless bitter smile appeared on his face as all his strength seemed to be drained in an instant and his body collapsed.

Crackle!

The black chains held up Chang Qinghe’s body, preventing him from falling. Wisps of vitality were extracted from Chang Qinghe’s body, passed through the black Abyssal Chains, and transferred to the shadow of the Abyssal Demon Lord above the black pyramid.

Before long, Chang Qinghe’s body turned into a pile of dried up corpses, without a trace of moisture. It fell to the ground with a thud, turning into ashes.

“Ah~”

The Abyssal Demon Lord issued a satisfied moan, tremblingly said, “A thousand years… I’ve been imprisoned for a thousand years. I have not tasted human flesh and blood for a thousand years…”

Song Jian observed the Abyssal Demon Lord’s projection on top of the black pyramid. It seemed more substantial after absorbing Chang Qinghe’s flesh and blood.

“Human, you did very well!” The Abyssal Demon Lord opened his crimson eyes, staring at Song Jian with a smile, “From you, I feel the aura of another world. Perhaps you could tell me what your world is like. If I get a chance, I’d definitely like to see it!”

“What’s your name?” Song Jian asked.

“My name? Hahaha, human!” The Abyssal Demon Lord looked at Song Jian, seeming somewhat amused, “You actually inquire about the name of an Abyssal Demon Lord. Puny human, you aren’t worthy of knowing the true name of a great Abyssal Lord. All you can do is offer your flesh, your soul, and the memory coordinates of your world deep within your soul to me, a mighty Abyssal Lord.”

`”Offer all of you to me, human!” The Abyssal Demon Lord roared. The black aura burned around the projection like flames.

From the outside, Song Jian’s current strength seemed much weaker than Chang Qinghe, the peak combat power of the first order. Even Chang Qinghe was not considered by the Abyssal Demon Lord, let alone Song Jian!

“Pledge your faith, dread me, damn me, become my slave, human!” The Abyssal Demon Lord was reciting in the Abyssal language. The power of the Abyss’ Temptation rushed towards Song Jian wave after wave. In the eyes of the Abyssal Demon Lord, Song Jian was like a tiny boat out at sea, at the brink of annihilation any time.

A cold smile flashed across Song Jian’s face. That’s not to mention that his innate passive ability “Thick Skin” had strong resistance to the Abyssal Temptation, even without this skill, the Book of the Abyss within him could protect him from the corruption of the Abyssal Power.

“A mere prisoner, what right do you have to demand my allegiance?” Song Jian laughed coldly.

“Huh, you’re actually not affected by the Abyssal Power’s temptation…” The Abyssal Demon Lord expressed surprise. In his memory, there were almost no life-forms that could resist the temptation of the Abyssal Power.

“Put away your pathetic tricks. Tell me your real name and then tell me why you are imprisoned here!” Song Jian shouted, staring at the Abyssal Demon Lord, “If you continue to play these ridiculous tricks, I’ll turn back immediately and spread the news of your impending escape widely across the continent!”

“Human, you can’t…” Seemingly panicked, the Abyssal Demon Lord falls silent for a moment before speaking to Song Jian, “Human, remember my true name. I am Saffer Lance Tuya Salla, the Blade of the Abyss.”

A string of strange syllables came from the Abyssal Demon Lord’s mouth, a string of names each with hundreds of syllables.

The Abyssal Demon Lord has existed for thousands, or even tens of thousands of years. His family lineage has lasted for tens of thousands of years. Their names incorporate the names of their ancestors, right up to their first direct ancestor. The names, like an old woman’s foot binding, were smelly and long, but this was their tradition!

“Human, my name is too long. You can call me the Blade of the Abyss!” The Abyssal Demon Lord explained.

“Hehe, Blade of the Abyss Saffer Lance Tuya Salla…” Song Jian smiled slightly, repeating the hundred-syllable name of the Abyssal Demon Lord.

“Human, you…” The Abyssal Demon Lord was taken aback, a trace of fear rising in his heart.

In this world, there are many ancient curses. Knowing its true name could invoke similar curses against it.

“Never underestimate anyone!” Song Jian laughed.

“Human, are you willing to sign a contract with me? As long as you free me, I can grant you the title of viscount in my dominion, allowing you to own vast lands within my territory!” The Abyssal Demon Lord proposed.

“A viscount of the Abyssal Land?” Song Jian chuckled, “Do you think I, a human, would be interested in the title of the Abyssal Land?”

The Abyssal Demon Lord was temporarily speechless, but then became furious and roared, “I have been imprisoned for a thousand years, apart from territory, I’ve got nothing else!”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“What would your strength be like once you are free?” Song Jian suddenly asked.

Judging by the current strength of the Abyssal Demon Lord, he was only on par with the peak of the first-tier combat power. Song Jian hoped that his strength could be stronger, at least to help him complete the assessment task!

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