Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 689 476: The Mysteries of Longevity Martial Arts

CLANG!

Purple Gold Divine Light suffused the air, blooming into a sky-wide rosy radiance that illuminated the entire Heavenly Palace.

Imdiately after, the Emperor Artifact Mountain and River Pen eerily hovered in the void, positioning itself above East Supre Saint's head.

With a thundering boom, the shaft of the Mountain and River Pen splattered strands and wisps of Chaos Primordial Qi. With a sweep in mid-air, it outlined a giant "kill" character on the shadow of the True Dragon over the Emperor Star.

In an instant, the True Dragon's shadow no longer tightly entwined the two majestic figures, allowing the Emperor Star to once again burst forth with dazzling brightness.

As the Dragon Sun Emperor's Child, East Supre Saint was too powerful, completely on par with his father before his Tao Achievent, and certainly not sothing re human power could withstand.

When he made his move, his divine might was unmatched, completely reversing the situation.

"It's not over yet!" East Supre Saint's expression was somber, Purple Gold Dragon Blood coursing through his body as he pushed his combat power to the extre. The Emperor Artifact Mountain and River Pen above his head beca brilliantly white, Chaos Primordial Qi gushing out like a torrent.

Continuous rumblings of the Tao echoed nonstop. East Supre Saint's eyes were cold and sharp, his dragon horns gathering myriad Tao Marks, frantically infusing them into the Emperor Artifact Mountain and River Pen.

As the Great Emperor's son, he could utilize the Mountain and River Pen to a great extent, displaying various unpredictable divine powers.

Within the Star Observation Platform, Tao Marks densely covered the space, murderous intent sweeping across millions of miles, preventing anyone from approaching him.

Emperor might resurrected!

But, given Hong Yuan's cautious nature, how could he possibly not anticipate the Human Clan Sky Palace's counterattack? If he didn't possess extraordinary ans, how could he dare to attack so rashly?

「In a secluded small valley of the Dream World.」

Hong Yuan, who was comprehending the Dream Tao, suddenly felt his train of thought beco incredibly obtuse; the slightest ntal exertion brought on a splitting headache.

Let alone continuing to comprehend the Dream Tao Mystery, even remaining steadily in place was becoming a significant problem.

If this continues, I fear I might never achieve the status of Dream Tao Master in this life, which is extrely perilous.

However, facing such danger, Hong Yuan's expression was gentle. He let out a relieved smile and said, "They've finally made their move..."

What's terrifying is often the unknown. I would never underestimate the Human Clan Sky Palace.

I would rather they made their move than waited silently.

"Dream Worm!"

"Myriad Silence Desolate Ruin!"

Hong Yuan's face bore a compassionate smile, his right hand forming a mudra.

Then, the Holy Artifact Dream Worm flew about, showering down pulses of dark, eerie light.

Behind him, a vision erged: an expanse of pitch-black void, empty as if all creation had returned to ruin, hiding within it various forms of deathly stillness.

Within the darkness, undercurrents surged. Upon closer inspection, one could discern the silhouettes of supre beings such as the Vermilion Bird, Green Dragon, and the Desolate Tower Cauldron.

Myriad Silence Desolate Ruin!

This was also the vision ford when Hong Yuan's Original Body achieved completeness as an Extraterrestrial Demon!

Like a tiger descending from the mountain, or a Flood Dragon erging from the abyss.

In just a mont, Hong Yuan's thoughts returned to normal. He had effortlessly unraveled the peerless Divine Power that East Supre Saint had expended great effort to unleash.

In truth, it wasn't that East Supre Saint wasn't formidable, nor that the Emperor Artifact Mountain and River Pen was useless.

It was that the Extraterrestrial Demon, by its very nature, transcends the existence of this world!

The Human Clan's Emperor Star had virtually no restrictive power over the Extraterrestrial Demon Hong Yuan.

BANG.

BANG. BANG.

Inside the Heavenly Palace, having lost its target, the Mountain and River Pen instantly went out of control.

Streak after streak of uncontrolled Purple Gold Divine Light burst forth, causing nurous stars to explode into dust.

East Supre Saint, who originally possessed an awe-inspiring, deity-like manner, suprely mighty and soaring above all, now had a complexion as gloomy as water. After Hong Yuan's counterattack, he looked like a ghoul crawling out from the Gate of Life and Death, hideously frightful.

It failed!

The Mountain and River Pen actually beca completely ineffective!

On the Emperor Star, the True Dragon's shadow roared and wailed, entwining the two majestic figures with even more rampant ferocity.

"How can this be!!" Big Dipper Great Saint staggered backward. He thought of certain possibilities, his knees grew weak, and his body swayed unsteadily, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.

"Demon Clan Destiny—Xuan Guangqiao!" Azure Lotus Empress Flower Yingying's complexion also beca terribly somber; she was deeply wary of the Xuan Guangqiao.

Flower Yingying was not an Empress lacking in experience. On the contrary, because she was born before the Azure Lotus Heaven Lord had achieved his Tao and beco a Great Emperor, she was all the more aware of the terror of the Demon Clan Destiny.

At that ti, the Demon Clan Destiny, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, had oppressed the five continents and the Ninth Heaven, utterly unrivaled. Although the final outco was her father, the Azure Lotus Heaven Lord, counterattacking and ascending, forcefully defeating it despite the difference in ranks.

But her father had been repeatedly forced by the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass to the verge of a Tao heart collapse, causing him to doubt himself!

Yet, compared to the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, the Xuan Guangqiao was as different as heaven and earth—far, far too different!

RUMBLE—

Above the Emperor Star, a light screen suddenly burst forth, reflecting two figures.

One was a Sword Saint, and the other was an Emperor.

The space they occupied was, shockingly, the Dream World.

The light screen revealed two figures: Hua nghuang and Shang Yaoqin! At this mont, the life-and-death struggle between the two Great Dream Seeds materialized, shining before the eyes of East Supre Saint, Flower Yingying, and Big Dipper Great Saint.

「The Dream World.」

An incessant CLANGING filled the air. Every part of Hua nghuang's White Snow Dream Robe sparkled with a frosty lustre, reflecting the torrential surge of the Reverse River, which looked like the Star River inverting its flow.

The Sword Charm rotated, and the Dream Sword was fearlessly unsheathed. Her move was majestic and incomparable. Scene after scene of pure white celestial light rippled in the void, causing one Dream Mini World after another to shatter.

Anyone capable of creating their own pocket dinsion within the Dream World was, without exception, at least Saint Level. There were even Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors, and it was no surprise to find Dream Mini Worlds of the Great Emperor rank.