Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 251 - 241: Tianli Dies of Frustration, Demon Spirit’s Obsession is "Finding Han Jiuming
Ten years later, news of Tianli’s death spread throughout the entire Endless Sea Area.
That day, immense visions loomed in the sky, their pressure felt across multiple sea regions.
Even Hong Yuan received the news.
New emperors bring new courtiers.
After the Sky Fox Great Saint succeeded to the position of Ten Thousand Demon Saint Lord, he immediately revoked the pursuit of Han Jiuming. Consequently, the lives of the Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators also improved markedly.
Furthermore, numerous Demon Saints and Demons voluntarily sought Han Jiuming’s whereabouts, hoping to be among the first to serve under the new dragon and ascend to greater heights by supporting him.
Three months from now, the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land will hold a funeral for Tianli? Upon learning this, Hong Yuan’s sword-like eyebrows arched slightly, a smile playing in his eyes.
He had already spent an entire millennium in the Mirror World, an experience that had been utterly monotonous. His day-to-day life was an unchanging pattern, filling Hong Yuan’s heart with boredom and loneliness. After all, even in isolation, one could typically engage with the outside world through the internet. Hong Yuan, however, had genuinely endured this for over a thousand years.
Should I go crash Tianli’s funeral and have a blast right now? Hong Yuan pondered, then instantly shook his head.
No, I’ll wait a bit longer. What if that fellow is faking his death? Then all my endurance would have been for nothing.
Besides, my fortune has been increasing every day during this period. I should at least wait until it reaches saturation and undergoes a qualitative change before I venture out.
Until the day I become the pivotal figure of the Demon Clan’s destiny, I will not act. I’ll bide my time until the very end; everything will be mine!
Hong Yuan suppressed his restless heart, turning instead to merge two Divine Powers or to study the Sky-connecting Tower’s Tao Species.
Over the years, fewer and fewer Demon Saints spied on his existence.
The Great Moon Virtual Mirror, once attacked up to ten thousand times a day, eventually saw this number drop to a few hundred, and now it was down to just five or six daily attacks.
The situation was developing favorably.
Easy does it, I have plenty of Life Span.
[Name: Hong Yuan]
[Life Span: 1986/21,342]
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「Three months later」
At the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land, where the skies had cleared, throngs of saints gathered.
The Heavenly Horned Ant Tianli, disguised early on, scrupulously inspected every arriving guest. He spared no one, from Demon Saints and Demons down to Ferocious Beasts and even inanimate objects. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Anyone entering the domain of the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land had to be monitored by Tianli using his "Golden Fire Eyes" Divine Power.
This casual inspection unexpectedly revealed several spies from the Human Race, but Tianli made no move.
"SOB SOB SOB..."
"Mighty Tianli, your death is so tragic~"
"Without you, how will we fend off the Human Race’s onslaught..."
"..."
At the funeral, cries filled the air as one Demon Saint after another offered white flowers.
Listening to the wailing around him, Tianli’s brows involuntarily furrowed.
When he discovered Han Jiuming was absent from the guests at this grand, high-specification funeral, his brows furrowed even tighter.
Not here. He’s not here.
How could I encounter such a cowardly opponent? This shouldn’t be happening...
Damn you, Han Jiuming! With such a disposition, what right do you have to bear the title of Son of the Era!
The more Tianli thought, the angrier he became, blood uncontrollably surging up his throat.
PTOO... Overcome with frustration, Tianli spat out blood, his face deathly pale.
He closed his eyes in despair, a myriad of thoughts racing through his mind.
Encountering such a cowardly opponent in Han Jiuming was the greatest challenge he had ever faced.
Even when three Quasi-Emperors wielding Emperor Artifacts had besieged him years ago, Tianli hadn’t felt a despair as profound as this moment.
When in his life had he ever feared battle?
He was a Heavenly Horned Ant, a member of a clan born for battle, destined to win glory on the battlefield.
Even if he were to die, it should be in a blaze of glory, not in such a ridiculous manner.
After a long while, Tianli opened his eyes, a flicker of firm determination within them.
The Dragon Sun Demon Emperor once said, ’One finds life by courting death.’ I can no longer just hide away in the Holy Land.
Starting tomorrow, I shall wield the Finger Demon Needle and traverse the Endless Sea Area on foot. I refuse to believe I can’t root out that slippery eel, Han Jiuming!
The Finger Demon Needle still hadn’t become a Holy Artifact; it was merely a half-finished product with limited, almost negligible, effectiveness.
...
「The next morning.」
Tianli began his journey outward, all the while enduring immense torment.
He resembled an old beggar, his life flame exceedingly feeble, like a candle flickering in the wind.
Step by step, Tianli’s initially steady and powerful pace became unsteady and staggering.
He walked through blizzards, under scorching suns, and past tsunamis...
But the further he walked, the more exhausted Tianli became. Despite possessing immense power, he had no way to unleash it.
「On the other hand.」
Within the Great Moon Virtual Mirror, Hong Yuan sensed an immense crisis approaching. A vast, formless aura was overwhelmingly battering the Mirror’s defensive barriers.
Although the essence of this aura was weak, its sheer volume was overwhelming.
This aura... it’s Tianli’s doing!
I knew it! How could a peerless Heavenly Talent of his caliber die so easily?
A smile touched the corners of Hong Yuan’s lips.
Even sensing the massive crisis, Hong Yuan felt not fear but delight.
Because weathering this crisis meant Tianli would be utterly finished.
"Great Moon Virtual Mirror, full concealment, activate!"
Hong Yuan formed a Tao Seal, his fingers moving like butterflies flitting through flowers.
All the Holy Array Origin Arrays and Divine Power Demon Skills within the Great Moon Virtual Mirror were fully activated.
It stood like a towering earthen wall, steadfastly blocking the probing from the vast, formless aura.
On the other side of this clash of auras, Tianli succumbed to extreme fatigue.
Tired.
So tired.
I’m so incredibly tired.
Every part of Tianli’s body groaned under the strain. His limbs, capable of sundering skies and splitting earth, now felt as heavy as Luopo Mountain.
Beads of sweat dripped from Tianli’s body, falling to the earth below.
His eyes were listless, his consciousness adrift; only his willpower kept him moving.
At this moment, Tianli endured a dual torment of body and mind.
Vaguely, he seemed to see his master, Golden Roc Grand Saint, watching him with a smile.
Master... Tianli rasped, his throat emitting an almost inaudible sound.
Then, his vision shifted, and he saw the many Great Saints of the Demon Clan, their hopes pinned on him, recounting how the Human Race, favored by the world’s will, had persecuted their clan.
Am I truly the Son of Fortune of the Demon Clan? Tianli began to doubt himself, regret blooming in his heart.
The more he pondered, the slower Tianli walked, his figure growing more stooped.
He was like a mountain climber who gets sand in their shoes. If not dealt with quickly, it only makes the journey slower, the feet raw, eventually making it impossible to reach the summit.
Now, Tianli was undergoing such an ordeal.
Tianli suddenly halted, wanting to rest for a moment to recover his strength.
But the next instant, an boundless, intangible pressure bore down on him, making it hard to breathe.
Those damned Tao Mark injuries flared up again, giving him no peace.
"HEH, HEH..." Tianli gave a bitter laugh. "To think that I, an overlord, would end up in such a desperate state."
He closed his eyes in pain, collapsing onto the island’s earth.
Thinking of Han Jiuming, Tianli’s feeling of bitter resentment peaked.
"Han Jiuming, Han Jiuming..." Tianli repeated the name, lightly patting the earth beneath him as if Han Jiuming were hidden within.
The island ground beneath him instantly turned to dust, scattering into the world.
Even with his strength greatly diminished by the Tao Mark injuries, Tianli’s power still far exceeded ordinary imagination.
After a long moment, Tianli’s eyes snapped wide open. He roared with all his might, "Han Jiuming, I’LL FUCK YOUR MOTHER!!!"
His voice was immense, echoing through the world.
Tianli was dead!
He ultimately died filled with frustration and regret, his eyes wide and staring.
BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
After Tianli’s death, his Heavenly Horned Ant corpse instantly erupted with boundless blood energy and Power Tao Marks.
The blood energy and Tao Marks coalesced into a gray mist that spread across dozens of sea regions.
Gradually, a gray Demon Realm took shape.
At the same time, a Demon Spirit was born from Tianli’s corpse.
This Demon Spirit, though manifested from a Demon Saint, was no longer a Demon Saint itself but a pure, lingering obsession.
To use a term from Earth, it was essentially a program.
Anyone who met the Demon Spirit’s criteria could gain its acknowledgment and become the Lord of this Demon Realm.
"Find Han Jiuming. Find Han Jiuming," the Tianli Demon Spirit repeated, its voice devoid of emotion.
Clearly, Tianli’s final obsession was no longer to kill Han Jiuming, but simply to find him...
