Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 745 498: Endgame2

When the small world of such a Great Emperor collapsed with a thunderous roar, the Great Unity Wind that erupted was overwhelming, covering almost every corner in front of it. The Great Unity Wind had the ability to assimilate everything. Once allowed to blow unchecked, it could destroy the blessed lands and Cave Heavens of Saints.

"Think you can delay ? Wishful thinking," East Supre Saint snorted coldly, his Purple Gold Dragon Horn shining brightly, emitting an incomparably icy light.

With a wave of his hand, the Mountain and River Pen roared, its brilliance illuminating eternity. This was the lifelong weapon of Dragon Sun Emperor and marked the beginning of the Human Race's dominion. For the Human Race, the Mountain and River Pen could be called the Emperor Artifact that anchored the race. The stronger the Human Race beca, the stronger It beca. And this was one big reason why, after Great Moon Saint Han Jiuming single-handedly destroyed a host of Human Race Emperor Artifacts, the Mountain and River Pen could recover so quickly.

Now, with the Emperor Artifact Mountain and River Pen stimulated by East Supre Saint, it began to revive. As it trembled continuously, a mist of Chaos energy surged in all directions, Temporal Tao and Royal Tao Marks flowing, completely immobilizing the powerful Great Unity Wind!

"I shall dye the Demon Heavens with human blood! Kill!" East Supre Saint bellowed, rallying the Human Clan Saints. He wanted to maximize their gains from the victory and shorten the attack ti as much as possible. His Life Span was less than three years now!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The Great Saints from the Heavenly Palace took the lead, charging forward and carving a path of slaughter.

This East Supre Saint is becoming more and more rabid, almost no different from being demonically possessed. If we rush in now, what if the Demon Clan has a backup plan? Hong Yuan of Phoenix Creek Sect followed behind, muttering to himself. This is the first ti I've felt such a deep dislike for soone, a disgust that cos from the very core of my being. When my Sword Body first took shape and I t East Supre Saint, he wasn't so outrageously tyrannical. How did he suddenly beco so odious?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Hong Yuan. He rembered that his Original Body had verified the Dream Tao Master. Could it be... perhaps... it must be... He used the myriad beings of the Eastern Wilderness Divine Continent as a sacrifice but failed to cultivate a complete The Destiny of Great Dreams. Could East Supre Saint have fallen into madness back then?

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Radiant rainbows and flowing lights flashed incessantly, with thunder and teorites following suit. Under East Supre Saint's forceful command, the Human Clan Saints advanced into the depths of the Endless Sea Area. They inflicted as much carnage as possible upon the fleeing Demon Saints, expanding their gains.

At last, they arrived at the Northern Ming Cang Sea, and the Human Clan Saints had to stop. The Northern Ming Cang Sea, located deep within the Endless Sea Area, was the domain of the Falling Abyss Holy Land. This was an absolute natural fortress, easy to defend and difficult to assault. Just then, accompanied by a terrifying fluctuation akin to the heavens collapsing, an earth-shattering roar erupted. It turned out that the entire Northern Ming Cang Sea had unified and fully awakened. Under the blessing of the world's will, it ford a ninth-grade Killing Array, impenetrable to anyone except those who had achieved Tao through an alternative path. The Heavenly Will had intervened!

THUMP-THUMP. THUMP-THUMP.

The hearts of the Human Clan Saints leaped wildly, filled with shock and fear. Waves of world-ending turbidity surged forth. The sky trembled, the sea ruptured, and the world wailed. Everything seed to be hurtling towards its end; all existence was on the verge of complete cessation.

So sacrifice is inevitable. At least this charge will shorten our campaign by half a year! East Supre Saint forcibly restrained his impulse for ultimate sublimation. The vast power of humanity's will and spirit he held could only be used against the Demon Clan's Destiny Xuan Guangqiao; it could not be squandered here.

CLANG!

At this mont, Flower Yingying took action. The Azure Lotus Emperor Sword was unsheathed, unleashing an eternal sword light to counteract the world-ending turbidity. But even as she coughed up mouthfuls of blood, she couldn't completely neutralize the world-ending turbidity. This was because, without humanity's will and spirit suppressing the Demon Qi and Intent in this area, the Heavenly Will of the Endless Sea Area was aiding the Demon Clan!

In the end, due to East Supre Saint's excessive aggression, batches of Human Clan Saints fell before they managed a difficult retreat.

This battle not only resulted in heavy losses for the Demon Clan, but it was also the first ti that such a large number of Human Clan Saints had died. The number of Human Clan Saints participating in the battle at the Endless Sea Area had been reduced by a full thirty percent! Only a few mbers of the Starfire lineage remained, and the Tao Heritages of the Five Great God Continents were shaken to their core. Consequently, morale wavered among the people. Privately, the various Tao Heritages from the Five Great God Continents were extrely dissatisfied with East Supre Saint's aggressive strategy. After all, cultivation is arduous. Wouldn't it be better to advance steadily and surely?

「The ruins of the Heavenly Plant Holy Land.」

A silver disc hung high in the sky, its clear moonlight cascading down. Within the courtyard of a palace adorned with bronze tiles and gilded gold, Phoenix Creek Great Saint t with Hong Yuan. The two were currently seated cross-legged under the night moon, their expressions tranquil and serene. Not long before, Hong Yuan was still ensnared in the heat of battle, fighting relentlessly against Li Jianqiu. Phoenix Creek Great Saint had also been sweeping across the battlefield, utterly dominant. Yet now, both had returned to a state of calm. Dynamic as a thunderbolt, tranquil as a deep, still pond—this shift between motion and stillness showcased two entirely different facets of their temperants. The ability for them to adjust their mindsets so swiftly was all thanks to a supre secret technique: The Phoenix Creek Treasure Skill!

"Yuan, I have a premonition that the Demon Clan is about to launch their fiercest counterattack."

"You must be extra vigilant about your safety. Don't be recklessly brave; it's best if you continue to tie down Li Jianqiu in battle."

"Escape at the first sign of trouble, prioritizing your own survival. Your true brilliance will shine in the future, not now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Phoenix Creek Great Saint Fu Yanjiang picked up his teacup and took a gentle sip, a faint smile gracing his aged face. Fu Yanjiang was quite content with Hong Yuan, the successor he had chosen to be the next Phoenix Creek Great Saint. It seed Heaven had been kind, allowing him to find such a satisfactory successor in the twilight of his life.

"Yes, I will," Hong Yuan responded in a deep voice.

Bathed in moonlight, Hong Yuan's vibrant body shimred, even more radiant than the moonlight itself.

"I believe in you," Phoenix Creek Great Saint said softly, putting down his teacup. "This contains my lifeti of insights into the Phoenix Creek Treasure Skill. Take it and keep it well."

「The next instant.」

A black and white phoenix Divine Appearance fluttered from the fingertips of the Phoenix Creek Great Saint, hovering in the air. A rumble echoed from within Hong Yuan as a small, water-blue phoenix Divine Appearance floated out from his "Pri" Scripture. It swiftly rged with the black-and-white phoenix Divine Appearance, the two twirling and intermingling. Then, the two beca one and slowly rged back into the "Pri" Scripture. After doing this, Phoenix Creek Great Saint's face appeared even more ancient.

Sigh... Hong Yuan sighed internally, struck by the preciousness of Life Span. Phoenix Creek Great Saint was already old and withered, in the final years of his life. The restoration he had experienced earlier was largely thanks to the Ti Phoenix Grass gifted by Shi Lingfang. But, Ti Phoenix Grass could only maintain a Great Saint's peak condition for three years, five at the most. Once the battle for the Human Race Destiny concluded, the effects of the Ti Phoenix Grass would dissipate. Now, after successive battles, Phoenix Creek Great Saint was like a candle in the wind, liable to be extinguished at any mont. It seems he himself has no intention of returning to the Five Great God Continents alive. It looks like from now on, this body of mine must not only support the Starfire lineage but also protect the Phoenix Creek Sect for an entire generation. For this lifeti, as long as my Human Tao Incarnation remains undestroyed, the Phoenix Creek Sect will not fall. And that position of Human Tribe Leader in the Heavenly Palace—I will take a seat there too!

「anwhile.」

Facing waves of criticism, East Supre Saint remained indifferent. He was exercising his authority as the Human Tribe Leader, strictly ordering the Emperor Tao Heritages, such as Longevity Sky of the Northern Region and the Four Great Families of the Southern Border, to dispatch more Saints! He did this because he felt a strange sense of unease, an incredibly strong premonition. He needed to accelerate, accelerate, and accelerate again, to completely crush the Demon Clan's Destiny manifested as the Xuan Guangqiao. Only then could he die without regrets.

As for sacrifices? To achieve extraordinary deeds, one must employ extraordinary asures. These sacrifices are unavoidable in order to destroy the Xuan Guangqiao!

A single battle's success could shake the world. Under East Supre Saint's leadership, the battle records established by the Human Clan Sky Palace were enough to make anyone tremble in fear. Now, when he issued a mandatory recruitnt order to the Five Major Divine Continents of the Human Race, even if the great Tao Heritages had many complaints, they had no choice but to heed his call.

High in the cloud-laden sky, a vast, boundless expanse stretched out. A Purple Gold Dragon Palace, like an eternally unyielding iron curtain, seed to stretch across the Nine Heavens and Five Continents. Wearing a grand robe, East Supre Saint gazed towards the Dragon God Sacred Land, his figure indistinct. With his hands clasped behind his back, he murmured to himself, "Father, Little Junior Brother, I will not allow the tragedies of Soul Killing and Great Moon to be repeated!"