Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 678 471: Unparalleled Beauty3

After devouring the Taming Demon Ring Holy Artifact, the satisfaction on Xiao Yuan's face grew even more intense. He eagerly awaited the mont Hong Yuan would completely burn out.

"What a delicious feast! KEKEKE..." Xiao Yuan cackled triumphantly, his hands never ceasing their movents for even a mont.

He swung the Red Gold Trident, unleashing overwhelming Power Tao. The air exploded, the void shattered, and a white tornado bore down, seeking to pierce Phoenix Creek's Divine Appearance and annihilate the Phoenix Creek Sect.

How utterly arrogant. Just you wait, I'll hit you with sothing devastating... Hong Yuan thought, his lips cracked and dry, blood oozing from them.

The Water Tao Marks continuously eroded, the Phoenix Divine Appearance rapidly dissipated, and Hong Yuan's figure was forced into constant retreat. His Daoist robe was stained with blood, the tide of defeat seemingly irreversible.

"Hahaha, Yuan'er, press on! We absolutely cannot entrust the future of the Human Race to this bunch of weaklings!" This was the jubilant cry of the Saints from the Soul Killing lineage. They seed to envision the mont their lineage would completely wash away its past shas and perhaps even surpass the Dragon Sun Clan in the esteem of the Human Race.

"Is it ending? Damn it! We absolutely cannot let Xiao Yuan devour Hong Yuan!" This was the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint's frustrated thought. She was unwilling to see Shang Yaoqin and Hua nghuang both suffer grievous injuries, only for Xiao Yuan to ultimately beco the fisherman reaping the rewards.

"Xiao Yuan!!!" Phoenix Creek Great Saint Fu Yanjiang clenched his fists, his heart twisting as if pierced by knives. He wished he could rush into the mortal realm and obliterate Xiao Yuan with a single slap. He had grood Hong Yuan as the next Phoenix Creek Great Saint, pouring imnse effort into him.

Now, it seed all that effort was about to be completely wiped out.

At this mont, everyone in Phoenix Creek plunged into utter despair.

Never before had they felt Hong Yuan so powerless.

Hong Yuan had always been the pillar of the Sect Alliance, the steadfast support, the one who held up the sky for them all.

West Dream Tiger, Hei Zhenwu, Tang Tianlong, Dongfang Yang...

One by one, Hong Yuan had dealt with terrifyingly formidable opponents, including many Great Dream Seeds like Xiao Yuan.

But now, they profoundly felt that deep, sinking despair.

This Xiao Yuan, heir to the Tao Heritage of the Soul Killing Demon Emperor, might truly be able to steamroll Hong Yuan, to utterly crush him!

"Alas!"

"Oh, Great Heavens, why do you treat us so..."

"Senior Sister Shuihua, there's sothing I've always wanted to tell you: I love you!"

"Hang in there, Peak Master Hong Yuan!"

"..."

At this mont, under Xiao Yuan's overwhelming pressure, the myriad states of all beings were laid bare.

So wailed to the heavens, so seized the chance to confess their love, and others prayed to the skies.

And Hong Yuan...

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Within his Original Body, scenes of Xiao Yuan's Dream Tao Mystery were being frantically recorded in the Dream didation Fight space.

"Hong Yuan, don't imagine Shang Yaoqin can return in ti. Today, I will take your life!" Xiao Yuan said coldly, his words like ice water dousing Hong Yuan's very soul.

At that instant, all the Saints would have assud Hong Yuan felt an "icy chill" perate his being, as if trapped in a quagmire, sinking ever deeper. Anyone could see his predicant and battered state.

In reality, however, Hong Yuan's expression remained perfectly calm, devoid of emotion.

Hong Yuan suddenly sighed. "Sigh... I'm not even a Great Dream Seed. Why must you push this far? Since it has co to this, do you have any idea why Shang Yaoqin was so confident in leaving the main base for to defend?!"

As he finished speaking, a cold glint flashed in Hong Yuan's eyes.

BOOM!

An even more imnse aura erupted from Hong Yuan, surging into the heavens! It directly shattered Xiao Yuan's inky-black firmant, refusing to let him monopolize the stage.

At that mont, Xiao Yuan's pupils abruptly contracted. He suddenly realized he had overlooked a crucial point...