Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 673 - 470: Demonic Nature

Demon Clan’s Demon Court.

Here, the sun and sky were unseen year-round, isolated from the Martial World. A massive black fog shrouded everything, and the heavy seawater lay undisturbed. Previously, this place resembled the legendary Land of Oblivion, absorbing all sound and light from the world. But now, it rumbled with noise. Divine light shot straight into Cloud Soar, vaguely condensing into a grand vision of True Dragons roaring and phoenixes crying out, compelling a group of the Demon Clan’s ancient wills to intervene and conceal the phenonon.

BANG!

Another thunderous explosion. The void shattered, the cracks spreading like those on a broken porcelain bowl—a terrifying sight.

A pale blue divine bird suddenly appeared, flapping its wings and calming the turbulent phenona.

"Xuan Guangqiao’s strength has greatly improved, eh?"

"Indeed. His progress is so rapid, advancing by leaps and bounds, that I can hardly believe it."

"Heh, sotis I even suspect that the Saint Lords of the four Holy Lands might not be Xuan Guangqiao’s match anymore."

"That’s an exaggeration. After all, the current four Saint Lords are at the absolute peak of the Great Saint realm. The Dragon God Saint Lord, their leader, is even a Quasi-Emperor, a candidate to inherit our positions. Xuan Guangqiao will need another century or so to catch up to them."

The ancient wills chatted and laughed jovially. They gazed at the faintly visible passage to the Land of Oblivion, each displaying a leisurely deanor—a stark contrast to their forr heavy and silent atmosphere. It could only be said that Xuan Guangqiao’s growth had instilled in them imnse confidence and composure.

None of these beings hailed from the current era of the Demon Clan. The youngest among them had once been Worm Roc Gu Jingshou, the very entity who had protected Xuan Guangqiao during the successful convergence of the Demon Clan’s Destiny, ultimately perishing alongside the Soul Killing Emperor’s Son, Xiao Zhanxian. And Worm Roc Gu Jingshou was an ancient creature from the age of the True Dragon of Great Moon, Han Jiuming, and the Soul Killing Demon Emperor, Xiao Aotian.

Thus, in their vast lifespans, these Demon Clan wills had witnessed countless Heavenly Talents. Yet, Xuan Guangqiao still struck them as a Supre Talent of astonishing brilliance. They sotis even speculated that if the Dragon Sun Emperor, Dong Zhengyang, were to be resurrected, he too might not compare to Xuan Guangqiao.

「After a long silence.」

Suddenly, an ancient will voiced its doubt, "The Human Race is currently engaged in a battle for Destiny in the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent to determine the Human Race’s Destiny. Are we truly not heading to the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent?"

Another ancient will imdiately refused, "This is the Human Race’s final blaze of glory before they return to their peak. Our intervention in the Five Great God Continents would be futile now. Let us wait longer. After so many years, this single era will not make a difference. The next era will be the ti to reorder the Heavenly Earth River and launch a full counterattack against the Five Great God Continents!"

"Well said!"

"Agreed!"

"I believe in that young one, Xuan Guangqiao. He can definitely do it."

The remaining ancient wills echoed these sentints, expressing no desire to counterattack the Human Race at this juncture. If they were to counterattack the Human Race, they would at least have to wait until Xuan Guangqiao dominated the Black Heaven.

「In the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent, changes occurred daily.」

All sorts of novel items appeared endlessly. Among these, due to the increase in Dream Tao marks, a new profession called "Dream Interpreter" gradually erged. Although its status was not comparable to that of Alchemists, Artifact Refiners, or Formation Masters, it was still a cultivation profession with a promising future. This profession required a Dream Interpreter to contract a Dream Beast and then, using the Dream Beast’s power, help people resolve dilemmas or escape deadly situations within the Dream Tao.

Killing in dreams was no re jest.

At the very least, the popularity of the Dream Interpreter profession far surpassed that of Spirit Plant farrs and was highly sought after by many families. The region where this Dream Interpreter profession flourished most was Central State, forrly the capital of the Daxuan Dynasty. And now, Central State was ruled by Xiao Yuan, the Great Dream Seed from the Central Region Divine Continent.

「Central State.」

This was the site of the old royal palace. Within it, pavilions, chambers, and courtly buildings stood densely packed. The upturned corners of the buildings were adorned with various Auspicious Beast Stone Carvings. Each structure was ingeniously exquisite, built with trendous effort, and all were interconnected to form a harmonious whole. The overall layout featured gilded copper tiles, exuding magnificence and luxury.

Inside one particular palace, characterized by interlaced corridors, nurous halls, and unpredictably twisting spaces, terrifying roars echoed. The sounds were mournful and filled with resentnt, a mixture of human cries and fearso beastly howls. Around this palace, it appeared deserted on the surface. In reality, however, it was densely populated by death-servants from the Soul Killing lineage.

"Xiao Yuan, you deceived !"

"Release my little wolf! Release him now!"

"This whole Dream Interpreter business... it was all your trap!"

「Inside the palace.」

Xiao Yuan, dressed in a long black robe, stood tall and erect with his arms crossed. His face was cold as he stared frigidly at the "Great Dream Master" Shen Le, who had collapsed on the ground. More precisely, Xiao Yuan was eyeing the Dream Tao Desolate Beast on Shen Le—the Dream Falling Crane.

BUZZ...

BUZZING...

A strange black divine light slowly rose behind Xiao Yuan, condensing into a colossal mouth filled with tens of thousands of blood-red teeth. This ferocious maw targeted the Dream Falling Crane and Shen Le, then bit down hard.

CRUNCH!

Both the Dream Falling Crane and Shen Le were obliterated. Xiao Yuan closed his eyes, feeling a potent surge of power course through his body. It was a substantial gain, increasing his Dream Tao marks by nearly three thousand.

Gathering Tao Marks is incredibly difficult. The number of Tao Marks an ordinary Saint might obtain after surviving a life-and-death tribulation is typically around this amount. This was an extraordinary achievent! Yet, Xiao Yuan was still not satisfied.

He slowly opened his eyes, an icy light flashing within his pupils, and exhaled a breath of turbid air.