The aura surrounding these three figures was incredibly profound. Two of them, with ape-like heads and human bodies, possessed azure hair and golden eyes, unmistakably mbers of the Jade Water Fire-Eyed Ape clan.
Beside these two apes was a young man with antlers and silver hair, whose face bore an evil intent, his true form unknown.
At this mont, among the three demons, the oldest Jade Water Fire-Eyed Ape, whose cultivation had reached the mid-stage Great Demon, sighed while looking left and right: "What should we do?"
Upon hearing this, the other Jade Water Fire-Eyed Ape shook his head repeatedly, his expression sowhat gloomy.
"There are only two options, why the hesitation?"
Seeing the two demons looking unwell, the silver-haired, antlered demon sneered softly.
"What are the two options?"
The other Jade Water Fire-Eyed Ape asked.
"One is to fight, the other is to flee!"
"Though the Cyan Peak Daoist School is deep-rooted, it also faced great tribulation before. Now, the number of Golden Cores they can deploy is barely a handful. If the three of us can join with a couple of evil cultivators, we might have a chance in battle. However, after all, the Cyan Peak Daoist School is a Dao lineage passed down by celestial disciples, and while we might win, it’s impossible to invade Cyan Peak Mountain and kill their Golden Cores."
As he spoke, the silver-haired, antlered demon couldn’t help but shake his head.
Earlier, when father was still around, the Cyan Peak Daoist School wouldn’t have dared enter Red Moon River, but due to changes in the East Sea, father had to depart there, leaving Red Moon River without its stabilizing needle, unable to contend with a major sect like the Daoist school.
"And if we flee?"
The Jade Water Fire-Eyed Ape asked again.
"Fleeing is simple. As Great Demons, we can go anywhere under heaven. East Sea, Beichuan — there are countless Spirit Islands where we can choose a Cave Mansion to cultivate as we please,"
The silver-haired, antlered demon laughed.
"But what about our kin?"
The older Jade Water Fire-Eyed Ape couldn’t help but sigh.
The antlered youth before him was the offspring of a Demon King-level Flood Dragon—the forr backbone of Red Moon River—and a female cultivator, who had long passed away while the Flood Dragon returned to the East Sea. Being alone and unburdened, his words were naturally light-hearted, but the Jade Water Fire-Eyed Ape clan had a large family business, not sothing easily discarded.
Even if we could find a Spirit Island for cultivation, how could we support such a large family? Surely we can’t abandon everyone?"
"Staying here is nothing but waiting for death; the fate of the Purple Gold Six-Winged Carving clan stands as proof!"
"As long as you survive, the Jade Water Fire-Eyed Ape clan will rise again. Besides, given our strength, we could quietly leave and bring a hundred of our kin—enough to branch out and thrive!"
The silver-haired, antlered demon was evidently well-prepared, speaking without hesitation or thought.
The two Jade Water Fire-Eyed Apes exchanged a glance and fell silent.
The silver-haired, antlered demon smirked coldly without urging them, for he knew that these two demons would make the right choice.
What befell the Purple Gold Six-Winged Carving clan after battling with the Sunset Glow Sect for years?
The loss of countless clan mbers, Spirit Peaks gone, leaving them no option but to accidentally produce a Golden Core for the Sunset Glow Sect. Truly tragic beyond words.
Without top-tier combat power, any struggle is just a gradual self-torture. Sooner or later, they will perish—the sooner they withdraw, the more heritage they preserve.
"The Celestial Palace’s power is imnse, and the Daoist School is rampant; confronting them head-on is not wise. Leaving these lands of strife might be the best choice..."
The older Old Ape couldn’t help but sigh.
"Indeed, as long as we live, opportunities will arise in the future."
"We lack the strength to explore the Celestial Palace’s upper echelons, but I rember my father ntioning that existence is nearing its limits; the True Dragon’s death is far from simple..."
The silver-haired, antlered demon spoke in a low voice.
These words struck like a heavy hamr, solidifying the two demons’ resolve to leave. Yet a knot of repressed Qi lingered in their hearts, causing unease.
"While departing, we must give the Cyan Peak Daoist School a lesson; otherwise, they might think we’re made of mud!"
The Old Ape demon raised his gaze to the sky, his eyes cold.
"If we leave, it must be quietly—if we cause a commotion, it may lead to trouble, making things worse."
The silver-haired, antlered demon frowned slightly.
The Cyan Peak Daoist School is no pushover; if anything significant happens, none of us will escape.
"Don’t worry, my thod is extrely covert, not targeting the Golden Cores. By the ti they react, we’ll already be gone, and no matter how angry they are, they’ll be unable to do anything about us!"
The demon sneered, taking out a peculiar Treasure Fan, shimring with silver light and covered in countless tadpole-like runes. As the fan erged, the entire Water Mansion seed to gently shake, as though the whole space was trembling.
"Is this... a Void-Breaking Treasure?"
The silver-haired, antlered demon’s eyes focused.
"Indeed, this treasure is called the ’Four Realms Fan’; it can tear open the void, creating a passage to other domains. However, the destination of transmission is random and can only transport cultivators below the Golden Core, with a risk of perishing in chaotic void currents."
The demon gently waved the Treasure Fan, a sinister smile appearing on his face.
"Is Brother Ape intending to..."
The silver-haired, antlered demon raised a brow, seemingly realizing sothing, and couldn’t help but smirk cynically.
"The Cyan Peak Daoist School chose to wage war against my Red Moon River as a trial for their disciples; then I’ll fulfill their wish!"
"The protection of ntors, the support of fellow disciples, with the Dharma Boats at their side, is this really a trial?"
"I’ll lend them a hand and send them to the Great Domains to complete a real trial!"
The demon sneered again, then produced a set of peculiar Array Banners, planting them onto the Map within the Water Mansion. As he activated his demonic power, the Four Realms Fan emitted a grand burst of silver light, countless bizarre fan images flying everywhere, falling into the Array Banners, circulating continuously in the Water Veins.
On the Array Banners, dozens of peculiar blood spots stood still or maneuvered, seemingly in swift pursuit.
But regardless of their transformations, as long as they remained in the Great River, they couldn’t escape the perception of the Array Banners and Treasure Fan.
"For murdering my kin, how can they not pay the price?"
Looking at those crimson spots of light, anger flickered across the Old Ape’s face.
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The sches deep within the Red Great River were completely unknown to Gu Yuan.
At this mont, he was seated cross-legged in his Cave Mansion, focusing entirely on refining the Azure Roaming Heaven-Evading Seal.
Within his Dantian, thick Mana continuously circulated, pouring into the verdant Dharma Seal, nurturing the obscure Dao Patterns and inscriptions, gradually revealing them as strange currents moved.
"Splash!"
Suddenly, Gu Yuan’s entire body transford into a stream of water, and simultaneously, a figure erged from a shallow puddle a hundred ters away.
"Splash!"
But in an instant, the figure disappeared again, reappearing a hundred ters further away.
After a few breaths of such instances, his form was already miles away, mysterious and unpredictable.
"The Water Escape Technique of the Golden Seal is indeed remarkable; within a hundred ters, as long as water flows, one can move freely and arrive in an instant. Even a Late-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator could hardly stop it."
Gu Yuan flickered back into the Cave Mansion, his eyes full of joy.
But just then, it seed a wind stirred within the Cave Mansion.
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