Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 173 - 169: Flood Gathering War Banner! Ten Thousand Years Life Span! (4k)_2

Chapter 173: Chapter 169: Flood Gathering War Banner! Ten Thousand Years Life Span! (4k)_2

"The first method is to defeat Kun Rong, either by using the Way of King or the Tyrant Skill. If it comes down to force, my Ten Thousand Dragon Soul can disregard those sudden and unexpected situations."

Hong Yuan’s star thoughts located at the Alkaid position floated and flew towards the star thoughts in the Kaiyang direction, igniting a Starfire.

"The second method is to end in a draw. Regardless of the outcome, we will eventually have to see Master Heavenly River’s preference. The changes in the Muddy Black River are fraught with incidents, and he must have contributed to that."

Hong Yuan’s star thoughts located at the Yu Heng position flew out, also colliding with the star thoughts towards Kaiyang, sparking another Starfire.

At that moment, Hong Yuan’s brow furrowed as he grasped the key point.

The star thoughts from the other four directions came one after another, revolving around and colliding with the Kaiyang star thoughts.

Cluster after cluster of Starfire merged, burning the void and pointing the way for Hong Yuan.

"That’s it! A draw! It’s most likely a draw!" Hong Yuan affirmed.

「The Cold Moon Dragon Bloodline Dream Realm.」

Second scene.

With help from his Original Body outside the realm, the Ice Armor Python Avatar felt greatly reassured. He calmly wielded the Flood Gathering War Banner, controlling the battle’s direction.

Half a day later, Hong Yuan, who had chosen to hide his abilities, and an utterly exhausted Kun Rong fought to a draw, reaching the limit for a Demon.

At that moment, the Muddy Black River split in two.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the Demons, Master Heavenly River, clad in a mysterious black Taoist robe, appeared and stopped Hong Yuan and Kun Rong’s contest.

Witnessed by all the Demons, Master Heavenly River took both Hong Yuan and Kun Rong as his disciples.

As it turned out, Master Heavenly River’s true criterion for choosing disciples wasn’t just the confrontation between Water Tao and Star Tao; he was also testing the perseverance of the Demons’ hearts. If Hong Yuan had conceded defeat, he certainly wouldn’t have met this criterion, and his exploration of the dream realm would have been deemed a failure. Therefore, passing the disciple selection ceremony required neither victory nor defeat, but a tie.

They say Wisdom Tao is terrifying, and after witnessing it this time, it really lives up to its reputation, Hong Yuan admired inwardly.

The Seven Star Ladybug Worm was merely a small, second-rank Wisdom Tao Cultivation Worm, yet it had pointed him in a clear direction, providing him with multiple benefits. If it were elevated to the third, fourth, or even fifth rank, others would probably have to expend endless effort to plot against him.

SNAP. The dream realm shattered again.

「Hong Yuan reached the third scene.」

In the third scene of the dream realm, Hong Yuan and Kun Rong received Master Heavenly River’s teachings, mutually honing their abilities.

As expected, he passed the assessment, enriching his understanding of Water Tao and Star Tao. While figuring out the method to condense the fifth-rank Tao Species, the Flood Gathering War Banner, Hong Yuan also further developed his Water Tao and Star Tao.

[Path: Water Tao (Ordinary 63%), Star Tao (Ordinary 23%)]

「The fourth scene of the dream realm arrived as expected.」

In a lush bamboo forest, just as Hong Yuan regained consciousness, he found a dragon girl lying in his arms, her white palace dress stained with blood.

The dragon girl, breathing her last, touched his face with her hand and whispered faintly, "Jiuming, run quickly! Be careful of the Holy Land..."

Before she could finish, her hand dropped. Her eyes gradually lost their luster, and life left her.

Hong Yuan fell silent.

These sporadic dream scenes, devoid of background information, complicated his exploration, as he had to gather sufficient intelligence each time before acting. This fourth dream scene, in particular, began with a major point of confusion for him.

BOOM!

RUMBLE!

Tiger roars and shark howls erupted as numerous Demon Skills rained down from above, hurtling towards Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan glanced around, his brows twitching involuntarily.

Sha Batian, Ying Choung, and other Demons stood behind a handsome, purple-clad young man. This young man’s aura was like a looming abyss, bringing Hong Yuan an intense sense of suffocation.

This is definitely a Tao Species, and very likely one of the Upper Three Tao Seeds, Hong Yuan thought, his heart jolting.

Without time for further thought, Hong Yuan summoned the Flood Gathering War Banner, condensing the Dark Cold Moon Dragon to charge forward and counter the offensive. Furthermore, he directed the still-powerful Dark Cold Moon Dragon to surge back, tearing towards the three of them.

"Lord Feng Yu!" Ying Choung cried out in fright, seeking help from the purple-clad young man. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Although Hong Yuan’s current cultivation was only at the early fourth rank, the Dark Cold Moon Dragon he had materialized using Water Tao already possessed fifth-rank might. Only a Heavenly Talent Demon could withstand it!

"Useless trash," Feng Yu berated, then immediately waved his Phoenix Fire Feather Fan.

A torrent of fire surged, forming a Vermilion Bird that lunged at the Dark Cold Moon Dragon.

In a mere instant, the fiery Vermilion Bird annihilated the Dark Cold Moon Dragon. Its momentum undiminished, it continued to rush towards Hong Yuan.

Upper Three Tao Seeds... Hong Yuan’s heart quaked.

Thanks to the tutelage of the Black Dragon Demon Saint, who hailed from the Upper Three Tao Seeds, Hong Yuan knew very well that Demons of the Upper Three Tao Seeds were terrifying existences, each possessing one or two Demon Saint-level abilities.

Without time for further thought, Hong Yuan unleashed his strongest technique.

"Cold Moon Seal!"

Empowered by the Ten Thousand Python Soul, the might of the Cold Moon Seal Divine Power surpassed the pinnacle for Demons, touching the threshold of the Demon Saint level.

The heavens and earth changed color, and fierce winds howled.

A majestic Cold Moon hung high, its light spilling everywhere.

"Interesting. He truly deserves to be considered the next Heavenly Talent of the Upper Three Tao Seeds." Feng Yu’s lips curled into a smile, but it quickly twisted into a savage grin. "The Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land has no need for such an arrogant Demon."

"Brahma Day!"

An even more immense Brahma Day manifested, aggressively encroaching upon the celestial space occupied by the Cold Moon.

Before long, the scorching sunlight shattered the cool moonlight.