Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?-Chapter 463 - 252

Chapter 463: 252.

The Beginning of the Downfall of Confucian-Mo Pavilion_2 Chapter 463: 252.

The Beginning of the Downfall of Confucian-Mo Pavilion_2 “`

Not only that, but above the enormous Confucian shadow, a colorless Divine Fire was slowly burning, intending to consume him completely.

At the time when the four Return to Void True Persons were locked in a stalemate that seemed impossible to resolve,

beyond the distant ends of the continent, in the profound depths of the demon tribes,

where demonic energy permeated throughout the year, forming a dense fog barrier, and at the center of this mist, a Peach Blossom Divine Tree whose diameter spanned thousands of feet was swaying its blossoms and branches enticingly.

On its branches, numerous foxes with several tails were playing joyfully.

If one were familiar with the demon tribes, they would know that this was the sacred ground of the Heavenly Fox clan, the most mysterious among the Ten Holy Tribes.

And at this moment, outside the sacred ground, the previously unchallengeable king of the Azure Dragon clan was now twisted and impaled into the ground.

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Its head had been severed, thick dark blood oozing out for miles, and within its widened pupils, one could vaguely see a look of bewilderment and ignorance.

Beyond that, the remaining eight saints of the demon tribe were anxiously bowing their heads in fear, lying prostrate in respect.

This was a scene that was previously unthinkable, even in their wildest dreams.

The demon tribe was inherently a group riddled with internal strife and myriad factions; labeled as a tribe, it was in fact an alliance formed by many groups persecuted by the human race.

Over the years, although there was a strong intent to unify, no one really respected each other, so how could there be someone who truly commanded the demon tribe?

Yet today, they all bowed their noble heads together, expressing their submission to the person inside.

After all, disobedience was clearly not an option, as the outcome of such behavior was laid out before them.

However, within the esteemed Peach Blossom Holy Land, which was the center of everyone’s attention,

pink and white energies intertwined like a never-ending dance of Tai Chi.

Tao Yaoyao and Tao Tiantian’s voices were endlessly quarreling.

“Yaoyao, at such a critical time, do you still want to fight over control?

You should understand that if we continue to fight, there won’t be a good outcome.

We’ll only be gradually broken down by them.”

Tao Tiantian’s exasperated voice came from within.

If someone could see through the entangled energies, they would notice two naked fox clan girls, extremely similar in appearance and figure, pulling and swaying a young man with heavy dark circles under his eyes.

“Heh.”

Tao Yaoyao, who had a slightly smaller chest and seemed more youthful and lively, gave a cold laugh: “Then why don’t you give up?

It’s impossible for me to hand over Ah Yuan to you.”

Xu Yuan, who had been dragged into the dream simulator by Tao Yaoyao and Tao Tiantian, endured the torture of being shaken back and forth every day and struggled to maintain his self amidst an increasing number of reincarnation memories to prevent himself from succumbing.

It was an immensely painful ordeal for him.

Of course, the other Xu Yuans were each suffering in their own way.

If he needed to maintain clarity amidst the increasingly sweet memories, then the Xu Yuan in Mo Xianxian’s place had to endure endless grueling trials.

As for the one with Lin Qingque, his wits had been lost, turning into someone whose mind was filled only with her Star Rage Power.

And as for Tian Liuli, for some reason, Xu Yuan had not sensed the situation.

Inside the dream simulator, as if something in the depths was touched, Xu Yuan, who should have been continuing his endless cycle of love with them, suddenly had a look of realization.

Memories flooded in like a tide.

“I understand now.”

He looked up at the sky, quietly waiting for the time on the other side to arrive.

To make those recluses outside the domain, the Mahayanas, the Immortals wary before their descent, he had to let them sense the presence from both Tao Yaoyao and Tao Tiantian and make them apprehensive.

After confirming that the other side was ready,

at that moment, outside Dawn City, Xu Yuan opened his eyes, and the Spiritual Power inside his body was driven without reservation.

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The two Nine Heavens Fiends, Divine Wind and Divine Fire, poured out unrestrainedly.

The heavens and earth were tumultuous with wind and fire.

Divine Wind and Divine Fire complemented and boosted each other.

The ancestor of the Confucian-Mo Pavilion looked back at the surrounding sea of fire with a face full of despair, no longer with the composure he previously had.

He could never have expected that Xu Yuan, who had just been an even match for him, had once again made a breakthrough, reaching the late stage of Primordial Spirit.

“Was this also within your calculations?”

He covered his nose unwillingly, having never felt death so close at hand.

“Perhaps.”

Xu Yuan’s eyes and brows were lowered, paying no attention to him.

He was waiting for the second big fish to take the bait,

despite Jing Lixue telling him that the second Return to Void True Person of the Confucian-Mo Pavilion needed to sit in place to maintain the Fate of the Pavilion.

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But he didn’t believe it, that upon seeing his fellow disciple trapped in a life-or-death crisis, he could restrain himself from taking action.

“If you can even restrain yourself from that, then I have underestimated you,” he said.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

As long as they dared to make a move, even if it was with the authority of a Return to Void True Person like the one before him, he was confident that he could follow the connection of the Return to Void and directly slay them.

Xu Yuan was not someone who would show mercy.

Since he already had a life-or-death enmity with the other party, he would never give them a chance.

Of course, he could also go to the Confucian-Mo Pavilion after killing the person before him but, according to Jing Lixue’s description.

That so-called “Literary Qi of the world” might be a deception.

“Come on, I hope you won’t disappoint me…”

He held his breath silently and began to wait.

Meanwhile, the ancestor of the Confucian-Mo Pavilion being burned by the Divine Fire below, his body was already charred black, no longer displaying any signs of his once-immortal grace and poise.

He looked pale and nearly powerless, with the spiritual power and Literary Qi within him quickly burning out.

He regretted, regretted his arrogance in sealing off his own retreat right from the start.

Regretted not taking the opponent seriously.

If only he had invited another Return to Void Great Divine Communicator to join him, would the outcome have been different?

It was too late…

Just as he closed his eyes to await death, he unexpectedly felt the Divine Fire, which should have burned him to death immediately, suppress its burning.

It spared his life like a dying candle, not extinguishing it instantly.

What is this?

As a demon who had lived for a thousand years, his insight was extremely sharp; he nearly instantly discerned Xu Yuan’s intentions.

“He’s waiting for me to call for help?

He wants to annihilate the Confucian-Mo Pavilion in one fell swoop?”

After this thought emerged, initially there was rage and disbelief, followed by surprise and delight.

“An opportunity!”

Although he knew that Xu Yuan wouldn’t dare to do this without preparing other means to wait for the second Return to Void Great Divine Communicator of the Confucian-Mo Pavilion.

But…

“Even if there’s a glimmer of hope, I must seize it,” he thought bitterly and touched a jade token hidden within his clothes.

“The throne of the Divine Emperor has been stolen by a devil, and the other six sects turn a blind eye.

As an unfilial disciple acting for the greater good of humanity, I wish to kill the Devil Head, but lack the strength.

Please, teacher, come out of retirement!”

As he crushed the jade token, a spiritual light transformed into an aurora and flew out from his chest, fleeing far toward the direction of the Confucian-Mo Pavilion.

As expected, Xu Yuan showed no intention of intercepting, only watching his movements quietly.

“You have done what you needed to do; now, you can die,” Xu Yuan said.

A glint flashed in Xu Yuan’s eyes as he was about to take action when a cold, indifferent shout suddenly sounded from afar.

“Outer Domain Demon, how dare you!

How dare you steal the esteemed position of the Divine Emperor, and the other six sects, you petty men, what are you doing?”

The owner of this voice seemed as if it had survived from ancient times, filled with a timeworn sense.

Just as the sound erupted over the land, the land rapidly decayed at an astonishing rate.

On Xu Yuan’s body, things like wrinkles and age spots appeared.

He instantly grew alert and with the operation of his spiritual power, he just managed to remove these imperfections.

This awakened Return to Void Great Divine Communicator was no simple figure, absolutely not someone to be taken lightly.

And Jing Lixue, who stood on the pavilion watching the battlefield from a distance, her eyes lit up upon hearing the voice.

The last piece she was waiting for had finally arrived.

The Fate of Humanity, the esteem of the Divine Emperor, the Literary Qi of the world.

Together as one, the Human Dao reveals itself.