Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 738 496: Grasping Your Flame, Illuminate the Human R

The impact of war ca swiftly and profoundly!

Just as in this super battle encompassing the Human Race and the Demon Clan, a multitude of new things were rapidly developing between Heaven and Earth, constantly eliminating the outdated and decayed—for instance, the mundane and common!

「Seven days later.」

A streak of red light appeared on the horizon. The sun, trying to break free of its restraints, began to climb, while mist twisted through the forests, and vapor blurred the view.

Finally, the red sun burst forth, casting several gentle rays through the woods, gilding the mist with a layer of gold and bringing a joyful vitality.

It was also at this ti that one Demon Cultivator after another crawled out from their dark underground caves.

Their eyes were dull as they stared blankly at the forest, which was quite ordinary but now seed incredibly precious.

Among them were descendants of grand families, once clothed in splendor, who dined to the sound of bells and gongs. There were also Star Commoners in coarse linens who toiled for their daily als. At this mont, each Demon Cultivator was clad in tattered robes, their vitality weak and listless.

The forr glory of the once-noble was gone, while the once-lowly remained as they always had been. All were utterly destitute, and class distinctions blurred.

WHIMPER...

SOB, SOB, SOB...

It was unclear who began to cry first, but then a wave of unspeakable repressed emotions stirred, causing the Demon Cultivators to bow their heads and weep.

They had barely survived the struggle for supremacy in the Ten Thousand Domains. Just a few years later, the great war between the two clans erupted once more. The flas of war were unending, leaving their lives and fortunes with no freedom at all.

With whom could they share the injustice in their hearts?

At this mont, in the front, disciples of the Heavenly Plant Holy Land were stoking a furnace. They were preparing to distribute at and assorted pills to those common Demon Cultivators who hadn't yet acquired the ability to subsist without food.

"Eat, Baby, it's going to get better," an Old Fox Cultivator said. He had disheveled hair, withered white locks, and an extrely bent back. Trembling, he held a stone bowl full of at soup in his hands, presenting it to his little granddaughter who had not yet transford.

However, the once lively and bounding little fox now lay motionless under the shade of a tree, her body cold.

"Baby..." The Old Fox Cultivator sensed his granddaughter's life force fading. His hand trembled, and the stone bowl slipped, spilling the soup on the ground.

But at this point, the Old Fox Cultivator had no concern for anything else. He frantically picked up the little fox and ran to the disciples of the Heavenly Plant Holy Land. He dropped to his knees, begging the Heavenly Plant disciples to save her.

After feeling her pulse for a mont, a disciple of the Heavenly Plant Holy Land shook her head in pity, but that was all. "The cold marrow has penetrated the bone, the soul is fading away. She can't be saved. Make arrangents for the aftermath," the disciple said.

At first, she couldn't bear it, sparing no effort to save lives with her Demon Essence, but she always failed.

Having experienced this too many tis, it had beco commonplace to her.

Life is, after all, fragile.

BOOM!

The Old Fox Cultivator suddenly felt as if struck by thunder, dizzy and disoriented.

He collapsed to the ground, tears unconsciously streaming down his face.

Yet the little fox in his arms remained ice-cold, motionless...

「Elsewhere.」

The Eastern Wilderness of the Divine Continent.

Pengcheng's Frostfall Town.

In a secluded courtyard corner, a group of burly n surrounded and slaughtered a large green ox, twice the size of a man.

"Xiao Cao, we're lucky to have you join us. Otherwise, our hunting team would've suffered heavy losses, and we wouldn't have known what to do," one said.

"SIGH. If it weren't for the soaring prices of at and grain, we wouldn't have ventured into the inner reaches of the Yun Yue Mountain Range. In any case, we owe you a lot, Xiao Cao," another continued.

The formidable man known as Xiao Cao shook his head slightly, modestly not taking much credit.

Unnoticed by the hunting team, Xiao Cao's gaze drifted toward the direction of the Phoenix Creek Sect.

Xiao Cao... was none other than Hong Yuan's Power Tao Incarnation!

Since the Human Clan's war for Destiny had begun, Hong Yuan had been operating his Power Body in hiding within Phoenix River Town.

And as the nine Great Dream Seeds entered the fray one after another, the Power Body silently departed, taking refuge in Frostfall Town, concealing his identity to act as a hidden pawn.

But now, due to the massive upheaval caused by the war between the two clans, even the mundane side of the Human Race faced a severe shortage of supplies.

Logically, this shouldn't have happened. After all, just a little treasure casually revealed by the Saints should have been enough for commoners to enjoy for a long ti. But this was the reality!

According to Hong Yuan's speculation, this was due to fluctuations in the Human Race's fortunes, which in turn triggered disruptions among the mortals!

The world is in chaos... No, the world has always been chaotic; it's just that my position wasn't deep within this broken world, Hong Yuan, as Power Tao, mused. He bowed his head, lifted the butchering knife, and swung it down with resolve.

These Nine Heavens and Five Continents and the Endless Sea Area... only I, Hong Yuan, can carve them up! The East Supre Saint and other high-ranking officials of the Human Clan Sky Palace want to carve up my Demonic Body, Xuan Guangqiao? In their dreams!

CRACK—

With a swift cut, he skillfully butchered the ox.

"Impressive, Xiao Cao!"

"No wonder you're a head cook from Shunxi Winery! Xiao Cao really is skilled!"

...

No matter how tragic and unbearable the situation might be for the lower classes of both clans, in the end, it is the upper echelons of both sides that determine the outco of the war.

The Demon Clan's Demon Court!

The Human Clan's Sky Palace!

In preparation for the next great war, both sides were making various arrangents, bringing all their foundational resources to bear.

The Azure Lotus Mini-World.

Vast skies and expansive seas, broad lands and nurous mountains.

It is filled with dense Wood Tao Marks, a Holy Land for Wood Tao practitioners.

The most unique aspect was at the center of the Azure Lotus Mini-World, where lotus flower after lotus flower was planted.

Counting them, there were actually eighty-one in all!

And these eighty-one lotus flowers varied in color; so were holy, so proud, so cold...