Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 247 - 237 Master’s Grace
Fireflies flitted about, carrying starlight as they danced in the night sky, displaying their brilliance.
The night breeze wafted gently, causing the array of bells on the Ten Thousand Demon Altar to chime.
The round moon hung high, its cold moonlight traversing the Ninth Heaven to illuminate the vast altar.
The vast altar was intricate in design. It was surrounded by densely packed sacrificial offerings of Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators. Only a blank space remained in the center, while the rest of the ground was covered in fresh blood.
The faint smell of blood caused many Demon Saints to narrow their eyes almost imperceptibly.
In the central void stood the figure of an elder—none other than the Golden Roc Grand Saint.
"Heavenly River, I never imagined we, who were as close as brothers, would have to battle for the sake of our respective disciples," the Golden Roc Grand Saint said, his voice heavy.
"I hope you can forgive me in the hereafter.
"Only my disciple Tianli can reverse the tides of heaven and earth. He is the Heavenly Horned Ant, born to face the tribulation, whereas that Han Jiuming is but a mere little snake!"
After speaking these words aloud to himself, the Golden Roc Grand Saint finally steeled his resolve.
He glanced at Tianli, then, without hesitation, began to sacrifice himself.
He would use his own life essence to find Hong Yuan’s trail. This was to secure a complete and flawless era for the Demon Clan, with Tianli as its protagonist!
"Life Tao Seed—Golden Winged Double Blade, shatter!"
The Golden Roc Grand Saint shattered the Holy Artifact, a treasure capable of establishing a powerful Demon Clan lineage, eliciting gasps of surprise from the many Demon Saints.
The Green Roc Demon Saint, a junior to the Golden Roc Grand Saint, felt a pang of loss but was compelled to feign indifference.
Having paid such a price, the Golden Roc Grand Saint’s aura surged rapidly, returning him to his absolute peak.
Fierce winds roared, and thunder rolled.
"Heaven-tier Divine Power—Golden Fire Eyes!"
The Golden Roc Grand Saint unleashed his divine power.
Divine powers were divided into three levels: Heaven, Earth, and Human.
A mighty Heaven-tier Divine Power could shake the River of Time and reverse the very creation of Heaven and Earth.
In that moment, all the Demon Saints of the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land felt fear stir in their hearts, as if a great terror was descending upon them, as though they would be erased by an invisible hand in the next instant.
This old man, in his desperate state, actually possesses the strength of a Quasi-Emperor!? Tianli’s pupils contracted, his heart filled with shock.
Before Tianli could ponder further, the Golden Roc Grand Saint launched his final strike.
"Target, locked on Han Jiuming."
BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
The corpses of the Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators all liquefied into pools of blood. This blood flowed into the Golden Roc Grand Saint’s body, aiding him in sensing the presence of other Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators.
The Golden Roc Grand Saint’s eyes seemed capable of observing the Ninth Heaven above and peering into the underworld below.
He looked in all directions. A daunting power emanated from him, making many Demon Saints go weak in the knees. They nearly knelt before the Golden Roc Grand Saint.
With such formidable insight, none of the Demon Saints doubted that the Golden Roc Grand Saint could locate Hong Yuan.
But in the next instant, a Star River suddenly cascaded from high in the Ninth Heaven, attacking the Golden Roc Grand Saint.
It was truly like "a great river flowing from the heavens, rushing to the sea, never to return."
Immense and potent, it shattered the void, its might fierce and unmatched!
"This aura... it’s Han Jiuming’s master, Master Heavenly River!" cried the Fiery Turtle Demon Saint in alarm.
"Using all the stars as an array to recreate the Ancient Heavenly Star Array—what a masterful move!" said the Green Roc Demon Saint, his expression one of shocked disbelief.
"It’s a pity, though. It’s just a remnant of the Heaven Star Array, and it only has the power for one strike," the Blue Tiger Demon Saint said, sighing and shaking his head. "It seems Master Heavenly River knows the Golden Roc Grand Saint quite well, targeting only him." Such a tactic, used to protect Han Jiuming, seems a bit wasteful.
Tianli watched the Star River, about to charge forward to shield his master, the Golden Roc Grand Saint. Yet, sensing the astonishing force within the Star River, he hesitated for a split second.
"He who knows me is indeed Heavenly River. So this was your true trump card—impressive," the Golden Roc Grand Saint exclaimed in admiration and struck out decisively.
Facing the Star River, beams of fiery golden light shot from the Golden Roc Grand Saint’s Golden Fire Eyes.
The boundless Star River collided with the fiery golden light beams, producing a dazzling white radiance and a thunderous roar.
Tremendous shockwaves rippled out, causing all the Demon Saints to stagger back several steps.
After a while, the Star River dissipated, and the fiery golden light beams vanished as well.
"Li’er, alas..." the Golden Roc Grand Saint said, glancing back at Tianli as if wanting to impart some final teaching.
But in the end, the Golden Roc Grand Saint heaved a light sigh, allowing himself to dissipate into a shower of light, vanishing from the world.
"No, Master! MASTER!!!"
Tianli howled in despair, madly rushing towards the spot where the Golden Roc Grand Saint had been.
Many of the Demon Saints held a hint of disdain deep in their eyes, looking down on Tianli with utter contempt. Cultivating his skills but not his heart, and insisting on perfection? He brought this upon himself. Who is he putting on a show for?
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「Elsewhere.」
While painting in a stone pavilion, depicting the Flood Gathering War Banner, Hong Yuan suddenly raised his eyebrows. He activated his Luck Tao Demon Skill to observe his own fortune.
Hong Yuan’s vision began to change:
A red column of fortune, nearly a thousand zhang high, shot straight into the clouds, possessing the momentum to pierce through Heaven and Earth.
Beside the red clouds of fortune, the White Luck Little Dragon stood firm guard.
The overall fortune appeared like a cooking stone pot, enveloping Hong Yuan securely within.
Suddenly, clusters of fortune surged towards the stone pot.
With a CLANG! CLANG!, the stone pot digested them, causing the White Luck Little Dragon to gradually solidify and grow stronger.
What’s happening? Why has my fortune suddenly grown so much!? Hong Yuan was quite surprised and uncertain.
The very next moment, inspiration struck Hong Yuan. He instantly understood how to help the Flood Gathering War Banner ascend to a Holy Artifact.
Hong Yuan quickly refocused his mind, jotting down the inspiration.
"Flexible but unyielding, active and ever-flowing. Much knowledge leads to exhaustion; it is better to hold to the center.
"The heavy is the root of the light; the still is the master of the agitated. If one is light, one loses one’s root; if one is agitated, one loses one’s master.
"A one-foot staff, if half is taken each day, will last for ten thousand generations without being exhausted..."
In his mind, inspiration burst forth. Hong Yuan wrote swiftly, eagerly noting down his thoughts.
A quarter of an hour later, Hong Yuan looked at the stack of papers, a pleased smile on his face.
He was especially content with the page detailing the method to inscribe the Ten Thousand Heavy Water Divine Power into the Tao Species of the Flood Gathering War Banner.
In the future, with just a gentle wave of my banner, the Water Beasts and the Ninety-Nine Huangqu Array I summon will all be made of Ten Thousand Heavy Water. What immense weight and power that will be!?
The more he thought about it, the more excited Hong Yuan became.
This journey through the dream realm was certainly profitable!
Sitting on the stone seat, Hong Yuan began to ponder where this sudden windfall of fortune had come from.
He watched intently, continuously speculating on the origins of the clusters of fortune.
These clusters of fortune were gray, white, and even an indescribably precious purple-gold. This indicated that the feedback contributing to his fortune came from different entities.
It definitely isn’t a gift from Han Jiuming. So, could it be from the other Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators!? A gleam flashed in Hong Yuan’s eyes.
With that thought, Hong Yuan sensed the world outside the Great Moon Virtual Mirror. He perceived only darkness; the shops had yet to open.
By this time, the Great Moon Virtual Mirror was no longer in Miss Qingyu’s boudoir. Miss Qingyu had departed one night, never to return.
Having been turned into a Bronze Mirror, the Great Moon Virtual Mirror was taken by a servant of the Flying Bird Family and sold for a single Demon Essence Stone.
Just like that, the Great Moon Virtual Mirror re-entered circulation in the market. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
At this moment, the Great Moon Virtual Mirror quietly resided within a mundane shop.
