Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 651 458: Humph, I'm Targeting the Clans!2

Of course, after embarking on the path of cultivation, these mories gradually returned to him, crystal clear.

But at this mont, Hong Yuan discovered that his own understanding was shallow.

For he had transford into the divine beast Kunpeng in the Land of Oblivion!

This size—if you told Hong Yuan it was an entire Star Region, he would believe it.

The vast deep sea, like the abyss below.

A gigantic Kun blinked eyes larger than a massive city, curiously observing everything around it.

The Demon Clan Destiny Xuan Guangqiao... or rather, the Demonic Body Hong Yuan.

Kunpeng... he mused.

Tsk tsk. I rember Han Jiuming's confidante, Kun Rong, was from the Kunyu Tribe.

Such distant mories...

The Hong Yuan of yore had caused an uproar in the Kunyu Tribe and devastated the Roc Clan within the dream realms of Han Jiuming, assimilating a myriad of Kunpeng's Tao treasures into his own foundation.

It was at that very mont the Demonic Body's Food Tao had grown stronger!

After contemplating for a mont, Hong Yuan moved his lower body, imdiately creating a boundless tsunami, turning the area into a deadly forbidden zone.

"..."

At that mont, Hong Yuan found himself speechless, a laugh escaping him.

Consequently, he stopped pondering trivial matters and began to earnestly assess the strength of this Kunpeng form.

After all, the battle for the Human Race Destiny was in full swing, and The Destiny of Great Dreams was about to erge.

As a bearer of the Demon Clan Destiny, he also needed to grow quickly.

Otherwise, if he were really overtaken by The Destiny of Great Dreams, that would be rather uninteresting.

Two hours later, Hong Yuan finally grasped the strength of this body.

Its strength is at the seventh rank, the sa as my Demonic Body.

I can transform between Food Tao form and Space Tao form, and I can use the Divine Power 'Devouring Heaven and Earth'!

I can preserve my life under a Quasi-Emperor; I'm invincible to anyone below a Quasi-Emperor!

"..."

Suddenly, Hong Yuan raised his head, stirring majestic and surging waves.

School after school of sea creatures fled frantically due to Hong Yuan's actions, seeking a chance at survival.

This was too terrifying; that legendary behemoth had actually started moving!

Hong Yuan was unaware of the impact his actions were having on other sea creatures.

At this mont, he unexpectedly discovered that here, he could use the Taoist Divine Powers belonging to his own Demonic Body!

If I were to burn my Life Span and cast the Heavenly Demon Dismantling Divine Power, wouldn't I possibly have a chance to touch upon the Unconventional Tao Realms?

This discovery filled Hong Yuan with imnse joy.

Wow, what a delightful start! Please cheer for , applaud!

Previously, he would either turn into a Fire Sparrow, Xiao Cao, or even a turtle...

None of these transformations matched the status of his Demon Clan Destiny.

It could only be said that a Great Emperor Level Dojo is simply different from those Unconventional Tao Level Dojos.

The past bearers of the Demon Clan Destiny were all such worthless creatures. If they lacked strength, that would be one thing, but they also set up so many obstacles, lacking any magnanimity.

These situations made it hard for Hong Yuan not to complain.

While Hong Yuan was complaining, his thoughts flowed continuously, and finally, he managed to take complete control of this huge body.

"Innate Taoist Body, coalesce!"

Hong Yuan activated the Red Date Immortal Nuance within him, causing his body to shrink continuously.

Amidst the sky filled with dark celestial lights and waves of panic, a gentleman appeared—robust and handso, with bright, penetrating eyes, and black hair cascading like a waterfall.

It was Hong Yuan!

Just as Hong Yuan consolidated his human form, the Innate Taoist Body, his heart pounded fiercely. He suddenly gazed towards the Cangming Region in the south.

There lay the key to unraveling the difficulties of this Dojo level, allowing him to continue enhancing his Immortal Aperture foundation and sprint towards the rank of eighth-rank Demon Saint!

Eighth rank...

The Supre Grandmaster of Food Tao...

Hehe.

Hong Yuan smiled faintly. A Black White Paper Fan suddenly appeared in his hand. He waved it gently, striding forward with insouciant elegance.

One step, one hundred and eight thousand miles.

...

In the Cangming Region, fierce demons stood tall. It was not only filled with Saints akin to Loose Cultivators but also inhabited by the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan!

The Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan had once produced a supre existence of the Unconventional Tao Level!

On this day, the heavens and earth roared, all Dao resonated, and from ti to ti, a swath of celestial radiance burst forth.

Above the endless ocean, a Thundering Immortal Palace erged, suspended in the air, with Chaos Primordial Qi drifting around, enlightening those who perceived it.

One after another, divine rainbows shot up into the sky, rushing towards this place.

This was a Great Emperor Ruin!

Before long, this place erupted into battles, with Saints falling one after another.

In the end, the great clans, led by the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan, united and ostracized those Saints who were like Loose Cultivators.

Such a situation was actually quite absurd.

Since everyone was a Saint, how could there be any distinction between established clans and Loose Cultivators?

But the advantages brought by lineage had already ford a hierarchy!

"Sigh, what is this? Why expel us too?"

"It's because we don't have a powerful backing. We don't even have the chance to offer ourselves, haha."

"It really infuriates ! I was clearly here first. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Let's go delight ourselves by devouring the flesh and blood essence of the Human Race first."

"Wait for ! Let's go together, together..."

Before the Dragon Sun Emperor had risen, the Human Race was just an ordinary small tribe among the myriad races.

Compared to the Mysterious Water Snake Clan before the rise of Xuan Guangqiao, they weren't much better off.

At this mont, so Demon Cultivators, realizing they had little chance of finding an opportunity, prepared to vent their frustrations on the Human Race, turning their blades towards those who were weaker.

POP.

Space rippled, and a heroic figure wielding a Black White Paper Fan materialized: Demonic Body Hong Yuan!

As luck would have it, the few Demon Saints who had just been discussing delighting themselves by devouring humans passed by Hong Yuan.

"A seventh-rank Saint? Hey! Good people don't block the path. Get the hell out of this old man's way!" a horse-headed Demon Saint with a cold expression said to Hong Yuan.

He rushed towards Hong Yuan, ferocious and relentless, with overwhelming Tao Marks and astonishing divine radiance.

We three brothers can't beat the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan? As if we can't overpower you, a re seventh-rank Saint!

A glint of undisguised malice flashed across the horse-headed Demon Saint's face.

Hong Yuan inhaled deeply, sensing the aura around him, his eyes flickering with a bright light. So, this is the world where the Heavenly Earth River hasn't been diverted by the Dragon Sun Emperor.

CRACK—

Hong Yuan's expression remained calm; there was no sorrow, no rage, no roaring.

His black hair billowing, he lightly waved the paper fan.

Space suddenly split open, abruptly devouring the horse-headed Demon Saint and the other two Demon Saints.

Effortlessly.

Not even a mist of blood appeared. It was that simple.

Dead.

Three Saints had just perished so easily at Hong Yuan's hands, without the slightest struggle, making the scene feel surreal, like a dream.

The surrounding Saints observing the scene felt an inexplicable fear as they gazed at Hong Yuan, suspecting he was a clan scion from afar.

The Saintly Son of the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan, Ruan He, is already so formidable; this newcor is likely his equal.

Who knows what this cultivator's background is? Nine-Leaf Sword Grass? Golden Winged Roc?

The group of Saints kept speculating.

In the current world, myriad races flourished, with the Heavenly Court dominating all.

Heavenly Talents capable of effortlessly killing Saints of their own rank were almost always the genius scions of the great clans.

These great clan families could be counted on one hand.

And yet, no matter how deeply they pondered, they couldn't discern Hong Yuan's origins.

This, precisely, made them more cautious.

It wasn't that they hadn't considered Hong Yuan might not co from a prestigious clan; but upon deeper thought, they rely mocked themselves for the idea.

In the arena, Hong Yuan gently waved the Black White Paper Fan, slowly flying towards the Thundering Immortal Palace.

On this journey, he swiftly gathered general information through his Information Tao thods.

The strife between clans and Loose Cultivators...

A Great Emperor Ruin...

The Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan, in collusion with other great clans, aiming to monopolize the Thundering Immortal Palace...

Saints not from great clans, fearing the authority of the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan, had no choice but to comply with the rules set by its Saintly Son, Ruan He, each of them heaving sighs of resignation.

Seeing this scene, Hong Yuan's eyes grew profound, and his lips slowly curled up.

Whoever dares to obstruct my path to becoming an eighth-rank Demon Saint, to achieving the status of Supre Grandmaster of Food Tao, must die!

Besides, how could a re minor boss from a trial set up in a Great Emperor Dojo make hesitate?

Among the Demon Clan, he was the Demon Clan Destiny Xuan Guangqiao!!!

Clan?

Hmph, I'll strike at the clans themselves!

Hong Yuan snorted coldly, full of disdain, and directly breached the grand formation set up by the Tyrant Blood Demon Tree Clan.