And in this world that seemed to be frozen, Wen Yan was unaffected. Instead, with his eyes closed, he looked completely relaxed.

On Seventh Great-Uncle Master's aged face, all signs of fatigue and the aches of old age had seemingly vanished as he bowed respectfully.

"Fuyu Mountain Wu Zhenzi, greets Heavenly Master Yuchen, greets Calamity Protector Goddess."

As for Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor, he was prostrating himself on the ground without even lifting his head.

This was originally just to give Wen Yan an opportunity, to borrow the contemporary Celestial Sword Master to see if it could help Wen Yan find his path and directly complete the Lingtai Foundation Building process. Even if he had no talent for Cultivation, he would be able to cultivate afterward. Who would have thought? I don't know how Seventh Uncle-Master taught him, for Wen Yan to cause such a spectacle. Even the Old Celestial Master is involved, stirring up such a big scene. I'm being crushed by this pressure; it's unbearable!

Seventh Great-Uncle Master hadn't expected Wen Yan to possess a Heaven Bestowed Talisman; Wen Yan had never mentioned it. Even though the Calamity Protector Goddess had lost her self-consciousness after her ascension, her instincts were still present. Otherwise, there would not be legends of gods and immortals having their own likes and dislikes. We previously thought the Calamity Protector Goddess's only Heaven Bestowed Talisman had been taken by Dragon Tiger Mountain; we never imagined it was given to Wen Yan.

With Wen Yan borrowing the Celestial Sword Master and the Old Celestial Master himself providing aid in this summoning, the Calamity Protector Goddess would surely appear.

As Wen Yan chanted the name of the Taiyi Savior Heavenly Master Who Seeks Sounds to Save All in the Ten Directions, the Calamity Protector Goddess actually went forth to summon aid, and even the divine likeness of Heavenly Master Yuchen from the north descended.

This was one of the incarnate likenesses of the Savior Heavenly Master.

Seventh Great-Uncle Master felt the event had gotten a bit out of hand; it was perhaps unnecessary... Even without the Old Celestial Master present, he had transmitted a message: among the many incarnations of the Savior Heavenly Master, any one of them would be a 'granddaddy' to the Pain Demon Lord. Any avatar with the appropriate function would have sufficed; there was really no need for a Heavenly Master to deal with a Pain Demon Lord who wasn't even at his peak.

But now that Heavenly Master Yuchen had arrived, the outcome was beyond doubt.

The Pain Demon Lord, with his abilities suppressed and frozen, could no longer cause any trouble.

At least on the soil of the Divine Land, he could cause no upheaval.

Wen Yan opened his eyes to see the entire city as if it was frozen in time, which startled him.

Is the Old Celestial Master's Magic Sword really this powerful?!

Looking up again, he saw two divine likenesses in the sky. He could only recognize the Calamity Protector Goddess and didn't know who the other noble figure was. Yet, he saw Seventh Great-Uncle Master bow and Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor prostrate themselves.

He pondered for a moment. The Calamity Protector Goddess was standing beside the seated noble figure. As the saying goes, 'It never hurts to be overly polite,' so he decided to follow Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor's example and pay his respects. Since his seniority was lower, his gestures of respect should be even more profound than Eighth Uncle-Master Ancestor's.

When he raised his head and looked again at the Pain Demon Lord, the Pain Demon Lord was already prostrated on the ground, his eyes filled with fear.

At this moment, the hints provided by the Natural Enemy Profession timely changed once more.

"Pain Demon (Demon King)."

"The Demon King, whose Power had yet to begin recovering, was severely beaten by the Divine Land's Divine System."

"He did not know that this chaotic and complex divine system held a special advantage:"

"One could always find a deity capable of specifically targeting a demon of his unique standing."

"He could no longer absorb the power of pain, as all surrounding pain power had been frozen."

"Now, a choice is presented to you."

"You can choose to slay him."

"Upon slaying him, due to his unique standing, his essence cannot be erased. He will return to his homeland to be reborn."

"Based on his understanding of pain, he will certainly not give up on this world and will surely find an opportunity to descend once more."

"Alternatively, follow your heart's desire and choose otherwise."

"Temporary Ability: The True Essence of Pain."

Wen Yan immediately equipped the Temporary Ability.

Then, he suddenly found he could sense the so-called power of pain. Merely sensing it made him feel as if he were experiencing it himself, causing a deep discomfort throughout his body.

Just as Seventh Great-Uncle Master was about to act, Wen Yan stopped him.

"Wait a moment, let me try."

Then, he took out his phone and made a call to Minister Cai.

"Don't do anything rash. I have an idea. Let's see how it goes first."

To prevent the Pain Demon Lord from absorbing Power, most of the forces deployed this time were remotely controlled unmanned devices. Given the Pain Demon Lord's current state, almost any method used to kill him again would send him straight back to his home dimension.

Wen Yan considered the two options from the prompt. Only children make choices; adults want it all. I'll try my idea first. If it doesn't work, then I'll give him a one-way ticket back to his home dimension.

Holding the Celestial Sword Master, he stepped forward towards the suppressed Pain Demon Lord. Despite his agony, the Demon Lord defiantly raised his head to meet Wen Yan's gaze.

"What is your name?"

The Pain Demon Lord mumbled a long, incomprehensible string of syllables; Wen Yan only managed to catch a few distinct sounds.

"Oh, let's simplify it, Gauss Weil."

"I'm giving you two options. Either I send you on a one-way trip back to your home dimension, or we talk—say, about the true essence of pain."

The Pain Demon Lord was struck precisely where it hurt most, instantly losing his composure.

"What do you know? Only I understand the true essence of pain!"

Wen Yan chuckled, extended a hand, and touched the Pain Demon Lord's forehead.

"The pain I feel surpasses yours!"

The Pain Demon Lord didn't care about anything else. Even being killed wouldn't matter to him. But this particular challenge? He cared immensely.

He accepted Wen Yan's challenge without hesitation.

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