Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 650 458: Humph, I'm hitting the clans on purpose!

Ever since Tang Tianlong, also a Great Dream Seed, was killed by Shang Yaoqin, the battle for Destiny officially entered a new phase.

In the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent, an unusual calm had spread far and wide. There were few, if any, minor conflicts or frictions between the major powers—a stark contrast to normal tis.

Yet, this calm resembled the eerie quiet before a storm on a pitch-black night, utterly still and without a ripple.

The common people of the Eastern Wilderness, unaware of the truth, believed the battles between the great Sects had ceased and finally allowed themselves to smile.

However, those with insight understood this was no good on.

The hidden undercurrents surging beneath the surface were far more ferocious than at any ti before!

This abnormal, extre situation was so oppressive that many established Tao Heritages struggled to breathe.

Many Tao Heritages, knowing they were outmatched, voluntarily withdrew from the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent.

However, Emperor Tao Heritages from the other Four Great Divine Continents, such as the Southern Border Divine Continent and the Northern Region Divine Continent, were flocking toward the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent.

The cream of the Human Race's younger generation was entirely concentrated here!

The Human Clan Sky Palace had also raised its defenses to the highest level, fearing the Demon Clan might suddenly go berserk and launch an attack.

Everything now awaited the Great Dream Seeds to reach the pinnacle for mortal Martial Artists and gradually enter the stage.

Only then would the dust finally settle.

...

「That night.」

Phoenix Creek Sect, Rainbow Fire Peak.

Midway up the mountain, Phoenix Creek Flowers blood passionately, like ascending flas. They converged into the shape of soaring Red Phoenixes, proclaiming the might of Rainbow Fire Peak's master to the world.

The master of Rainbow Fire Peak was Hong Yuan. At this mont, he strolled leisurely among them, his expression relaxed, his bearing casual and serene.

Accompanying him was Ye Zhuyin, a woman of exquisite beauty and captivating figure.

At this mont, as they walked side by side, talking and laughing, anyone who saw them would inevitably comnt on what a well-matched pair they were, in talent and looks.

It wasn't long before they arrived at a small pavilion.

Ye Zhuyin turned to Hong Yuan with a radiant smile and said, "Yuan, I was recently inspired and composed an exceptionally beautiful lody. Would you like to hear it?"

Her limpid autumn eyes brimd with tenderness as she gazed at Hong Yuan, her smile truly captivating.

"I'd like that."

Hong Yuan nodded gently and found a place to sit.

However, his thoughts inevitably drifted to the Divine Phoenix Zither.

Although the Divine Phoenix Zither was a sixth-grade Holy Artifact, it possessed astonishing potential, enough to rival a Quasi-Emperor grade Holy Artifact. It was even more formidable than the Dragon Sparrow Zither, which had not yet been nurtured by a Demonic Body.

The Dragon Sparrow Zither, the Divine Phoenix Zither. One a dragon, one a phoenix; one a guzheng, the other a qin. Such a clever combination often sparked Hong Yuan's imagination.

After Hong Yuan agreed, Ye Zhuyin instantly brightened, her willow-leaf eyebrows arching prettily.

She lifted the hem of her skirt, sat cheerfully on a stone stool, and placed her Bamboo Qin on the stone table. Her fingers stretched out, lightly pressing the strings, her expression focused.

DING DING...

DING DING DING...

A cheerful lody flowed out, narrating the tangled thoughts of a young woman and the sweetness of her affection.

Listening to this lody, Hong Yuan's expression stiffened slightly, though he showed no outward sign of it.

But... I'm an old hand at this, and Ye Zhuyin can't be that young either. I never expected her to still harbor such girlish sentints.

Deep in the night, the moon was perfectly round.

The moonlight, like cool water, soothed the heart.

Hong Yuan took a deep breath, controlled his emotions, and retrieved an erhu from his Taming Demon Ring.

With his Grandmaster-level proficiency in the Sound Tao, he quickly harmonized with Ye Zhuyin's lody and rhythm.

He and Ye Zhuyin enjoyed the moon and played music together, their performance perfectly synchronized, as if they were a match made in heaven. This was also a major reason Shang Yaoqin had considered entrusting Ye Zhuyin to Hong Yuan!

"Yuan..." Ye Zhuyin looked at Hong Yuan, surprised and delighted. The already bright smile on her face blood even more radiantly, like a flower.

However, she didn't know that Hong Yuan was doing this intentionally.

It was all for the sake of getting closer to the Great Dream Seed Shang Yaoqin, and thereby scheming for the position of Dream Tao Master.

When the music ended, Ye Zhuyin's limpid autumn eyes remained fixed on Hong Yuan, ripples of emotion within them, as if she wished to express certain feelings to him.

Is she waiting for to speak first?

Faced with this, Hong Yuan simply smiled.

In his long life, he had encountered countless similar monts.

He subtly changed the subject, "Your lody is excellent. I enjoyed it very much."

"Zhu Yin, I sense that in roughly another year, the Great Dream Seeds will begin to make their appearances..."

...

「Three months later.」

The Demon Court, Land of Oblivion.

The Tenth Layer Dojo!

"In the Northern Ming there is a fish, its na is Kun. The Kun is so large, one doesn't know how many thousand li it asures. It transforms into a bird, its na is Peng. The back of the Peng, one doesn't know how many thousand li it asures;"

"when angered, it flies, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky. This bird, when the sea begins to move, will migrate to the Southern Ming. The Southern Ming is the Celestial Lake. The *Qixie* is a record of wonders."

"The *Qixie* says: 'When the Peng migrates to the Southern Ming, the water is churned for three thousand li. It spirals upwards on the wind to a height of ninety thousand li, and it travels for six months before it rests...'"

In Hong Yuan's previous life, there was such a renowned passage describing the Divine Beast Kunpeng.

As it was required morization for the college entrance examinations, Hong Yuan rembered it with particular clarity; this passage was notoriously difficult to morize.

At that ti, Hong Yuan had dismissed it as re hyperbole, not taking it seriously. Only one or two lines remained deeply etched in his mory.