Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar Chapter 996 - 588: The Demonic Body Becomes Emperor! Heavenl

"rely the imprint of the Nine Great Emperors, yet you dare test the sharpness of my spear? Let the True Body co!"

Hong Yuan spoke coldly, his entire dragon body was scarred and covered in blood.

Yet, he remained grand and extraordinary, wielding countless Food Tao Royal Tao Marks, his divine might surpassing others, his imposing deanor intimidating. The purple-gold dragon scales were stained with the Tao and law of the Nine Human Clan Emperors.

...

Ten days and nights later.

Hong Yuan, growing stronger as the battle progressed, used ’Soul Killing’ as the breakthrough point.

He suppressed the Nine Emperors and forcibly shattered the imprints of the Nine Human Clan Emperors.

’Soul Killing’ beca silent, ’Azure Lotus’ dimd, ’Dragon Sun’ perished, ’Le Tu’ returned to ruins...

At this mont, he was domineeringly and greedily devouring the Heavenly Earth River, his aura growing ever stronger.

Higher than the sky!

Wider than the earth!

The only pity was that the different Heaven Earth Secret Realms of these Nine Schools shattered and dissipated within this great war, ultimately rendering them unusable to Hong Yuan.

At the empty white sky barrier, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, devastated and desolate, filled with the most primal Chaos Primordial Qi.

"In the end, they are not truly nine invincible beings, rely the remnants they left behind as imprints."

"Heh heh, now, it no longer belongs to their era."

"The power of ti..."

Hong Yuan mused.

At this mont, he stood in the air, one hand behind his back, silently reflecting on the gains of this battle.

anwhile, in the space of [Dream ditation Fight], this battle was continuously being recorded and deduced.

At this ti, Hong Yuan, dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe, had a handso face, a tall figure, resembling a spear or sword.

His white hair draped like a waterfall over his shoulders, his red eyes seed to hold a flowing star river, as if worlds were extinguishing and reborn.

He was simply as indifferent as an Immortal God, as violent as thunder, with an imperial aura of dominating everything in the world, unmatched in heaven and earth!

Majestic and imposing!

...

At the sa ti.

At the edge of chaos, in the hidden world of the human clan.

Just when the Heavenly Earth River was shattered and completely devoured by the ’Creator Saint,’ the slumbering ’Le Tu Emperor’s Son’ Ai Qiu suddenly awoke, his expression panicked.

With a "swish," he shifted his form from the deepest part of the hidden world to the peak of Rainbow Fire Peak.

Atop Rainbow Fire Peak, the autumn wind was bleak, the withered leaves slowly falling.

At this mont, Feng Xi Hong Yuan, as the Human Race Destiny, stood alone at the peak, gazing into the sky, as if witnessing the conflict in White Red Heaven.

Upon hearing the movents behind him, Feng Xi Hong Yuan did not turn around but continued his gaze.

In a mont, Ai Qiu stepped forward, standing shoulder to shoulder with Feng Xi Hong Yuan.

Both raised their heads, as if witnessing the collapse of the Heavenly Earth River.

For just now, they both felt a particularly strong and heavy sense of loss, as if sothing particularly important had been lost forever.

"Is He really going to rge with the Heaven Heart Imprint and prove His emperor status?" After a while, Ai Qiu, charming and handso like a noble prince, trembled in disbelief.

When Ai Qiu felt the continuous roaring and vibrating of the Phoenix True Blood within him, he beca despondent.

Ai Qiu said dejectedly, "Indeed, He should have reached this step, but it’s all too fast!"

Fast?

Since his debut cultivation, in less than four centuries, he had achieved Tao and proven emperor, what more than fast?

This truly breaks conventions, deserving the title ’unprecedented and unrepeatable,’ is it not?

Even the Supre of Rulelessness, fad for having the best cultivation aptitude, could not break boundaries faster than Him.

He alone, such an unparalleled existence, could perhaps be the rival of the Great Dream Emperor.

Or perhaps, He is the Great Dream Emperor?!

Creator Saint—Xuan Guangqiao!

"The Great Dream Emperor, legend has it, He is the strongest Emperor throughout ti, the Strongest Saint."

"He is adept in all schools, the Supre Grandmaster of all schools, the sole Tao Master in Martial World..."

Feng Xi Hong Yuan’s gaze deepened, suddenly speaking these widely circulated prophecies.

Gradually, Ai Qiu ca back to his senses, no longer panicking.

Things have co to this step, being afraid is no longer useful.

...

White Red Heaven.

With no more hindrance, "Creator Saint" Hong Yuan ascended step by step.

Having lost the constraints of the Heavenly Earth River, no matter how unwilling the will of heaven and earth was for him to rise, it was to no avail.

Quickly, Hong Yuan’s ascending speed fastened, hard to discern, as if transforming into a purple-gold beam of light, roaring upwards, vying to surpass the heavens.

Nearer.

Even nearer.

Hong Yuan approached the true core of Martial World.

Uncertain of when, Hong Yuan slowed his pace, standing in the cosmic void.

Above him, there was a rainbow of swirling, colorful light.

So were as gentle as water, so as fervent as fire, so as solid as earth...

These streams of light were like an ocean, ever-changing in form.

Present here, yet on the other side, untouchable, not to be directly viewed, yet they epitomized the truths of the world, containing countless spiritual chanisms of Martial World.

"The legendary Ten Thousand Daos..."

Hong Yuan’s eyes flickered, "It’s ti to rge my Food Tao with Martial World’s Heaven Earth, forming the Heaven Heart Imprint, to wield the Heaven Heart Imprint."

Thus, Hong Yuan slowly released his aura.

In the void, a massive purple-gold True Dragon, reaching the heavens above and the netherworld below, slowly protruded its head, limitless purple-gold celestial light bursting forth, countless Food Tao Marks perating, greedy, domineering, terrifying.

This massive True Dragon straddled White Red Heaven, grand and sturdy, every dragon scale ice-cold and laden with the flavor of destruction.