Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 746 - 499: The Cold Moon Dragon Demon Achieves the Pinnacle Quasi-Emperor
Northern Ming Cang Sea, Falling Abyss Holy Land.
Sharp-mouthed Swordfish Swarm gathered, swimming swiftly through the deep sea, stirring up wave upon wave of tidal whirlpools, causing ripples of silvery white within Coral Gulch.
The weather was just right, but the gentle sunlight couldn't penetrate this dim underwater cave.
The underwater cave was rudimentary in shape, surrounded by stone walls. Apart from the Formation that kept the water currents out, it was almost empty.
At this moment, this underwater cave was filled with swarms of the scattered and displaced commoners of the Demon Clan.
There were a hundred kinds and a thousand categories of demons, difficult to distinguish: flying birds, walking beasts, swimming fish, plants, mountains, rivers... Those who had opened their Spiritual Wisdom and did not depend on the Human Race could all proclaim themselves demons!
Controlling and harnessing water was not a natural talent for every kind of demon. It required a certain level of cultivation to achieve. Non-aquatic Demon Cultivators, if they wanted to enter and exit the Falling Abyss Holy Land freely, would likely need to be at least a fourth-order Demon.
"Qin'er, Yuesheng, where is your Liang?"
"Daddy, Liang, Liang... SOB SOB SOB..."
Demons sought out and recognized each other, crying and grieving for their lost family members.
When Saints battled with excessive violence, the miniature worlds within their bodies would also be disturbed. This could easily result in terrifying natural disasters like earthquakes and tsunamis that ordinary beings couldn't withstand. And if a Saint were to fall, the small world inside them could very well be burst open by their opponent, and all the beings inside would turn to ashes along with it. In this great battle, even a Demon Saint could not guarantee their own survival, let alone ordinary Demons.
"Xiang, your arms..." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
"Pull yourself together! What are those weak tears for? Stop it now!"
Demons with disabilities roused their spirits, encouraging the younger generation not to give up or despair. Yet, uneasy emotions continued to spread. Despair, helpless weeping, kneeling in prayer for blessings... Faced with the aftermath of the Human Race destroying two of the Demon Clan's major Holy Lands, the multitude of life forms within Coral Gulch presented a spectrum of states. Fortunately, under the strict control of the Disciples of the Falling Abyss Holy Land, order had not collapsed.
「Bamboo cottage.」
"Xuan Guangqiao is utterly irresponsible! It's a shame we once submitted to him and followed him to conquer all directions," Ye Qing said to Lin Wenti, his face filled with anger. "Just look at this situation! Xuan Guangqiao still hasn't shown himself. He truly lacks the demeanor of a Heavenly Messenger. He's completely lost the pride and divine might of a former hegemon of all directions, timid as a mouse!"
Nearby, Lin Wenti, who had previously spoken well of Xuan Guangqiao and suggested he might be playing a grander game, now fell silent. His heart, too, was filled with resentment towards Xuan Guangqiao's inaction.
He and Ye Qing had been so close, so very close, just an inch away from perishing at the hands of Hong Yuan of the Human Race!!! So, your life, Xuan Guangqiao, the Destiny of the Demon Race, matters, but our lives—Lin Wenti's and Ye Qing's—don't? What kind of reasoning is that?! Despicable!
Finally, Lin Wenti suppressed his overwhelming emotions and said very calmly, "If he continues his inaction, the backlash from all beings will cause him to lose his Destiny Grid. Qing, haven't you noticed? Our cultivation speed has increased significantly lately."
What is the Destiny of a clan? It is the guidance that leads the clan in the correct direction, the backbone that supports the clan, the recognition from all beings of the clan!
Once, Xuan Guangqiao's outstanding performance in the battle for dominion over the Ten Thousand Domains made him the hegemon of all directions. He won the recognition and submission of most Demons in the Demon Clan, thus earning the qualifications to be named Destiny. Now, however, Xuan Guangqiao did nothing when the Human Race invaded. If this continues, he will undoubtedly be cutting himself off from the Demon Clan.
Recall that Tianli of the Heavenly Horned Ant ultimately perished after facing the backlash from most Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators.
After the destruction of the Heavenly Plant Holy Land, dissatisfaction with Xuan Guangqiao among the younger generation of the Demon Clan, such as Ye Qing and Lin Wenti, had piled up like a towering volcano. If not for the great war at hand, even a small spark could have completely ignited these feelings, triggering a fierce "Anti-Xuan Guangqiao" campaign. Even the older generation of Demon Saints were wavering, beginning to doubt whether Xuan Guangqiao could truly bear the responsibility of the Demon Clan's Destiny.
In such an atmosphere, the newly influential Mysterious Water Snake clan faced calamity. They were treated coldly by other Demon Clans in secret and no longer held in high regard. After all, just as the Mysterious Water Snake clan had risen to prominence due to Xuan Guangqiao's sudden ascension, they could also fall due to his sudden failure.
"'Me, go persuade Guangqiao?'" In the heart of Green Falling Palace at Dragon God Sacred Land, the Flood Dragon Xuan Qi, Guangqiao's Godfather, furiously chided his wife and Dao companion, Wan Xuerou. "You're utterly muddle-headed! Moreover, Guangqiao is no gutless child. If you dare spout such nonsense again, we will divorce and never meet again!"
This was the first time Xuan Qi had erupted with such anger at Wan Xuerou. It made her feel incredibly wronged, and her eyes reddened with distress. She only wished for Xuan Guangqiao to secure his position of Destiny and for the Mysterious Water Snake clan not to decline.
SIGH. Seeing Wan Xuerou like this, Xuan Qi felt quite helpless.
It's true what they say, pregnancy addles the wits. Xuerou can't even distinguish what's truly important. Why was I so harsh? She must have been misled by some wicked Demon. It must be so!
Thinking this, Xuan Qi extended a large hand, embraced Wan Xuerou, and said soothingly, "As long as Guangqiao is here, the Mysterious Water Snake clan will be prestigious for generations. Without Guangqiao, forget the Mysterious Water Snake clan; even you and I would find it difficult to establish a foothold in Dragon God Sacred Land. Besides, you've witnessed Guangqiao's journey of growth all along. How could he possibly be a coward who shies away when facing a great enemy?"
