365: Chapter 365 Demon Clan

Like an extraterrestrial meteorite capable of shaking continental plates dropped into still, dead water, this aura erupted with a thunderous boom, sweeping across and engulfing the entire Northern Region with irresistible force!

It even broke through regional barriers, spreading frantically toward the more distant Eastern, Western, and Southern Regions—wherever it passed, the heavens and earth trembled, and Spiritual Qi surged!

Throughout the Northern Region, within the depths of ancient mountains and blessed lands, deep inside Sects with long-standing Legacies and profound foundations, and within the Forbidden Grounds of families where experts had lain dormant for ten thousand years—

Terrifying auras—some as aged as ancient pines, some as domineering as thunder, others as gloomy as the netherworld—abruptly awoke from their slumber, breaking through Restrictions with earth-shattering might!

Figures shattered the Void Realm and stood upon the clouds, their robes fluttering as they gazed in unison toward the direction of the Xuantian Sect—their eyes swirling with indescribable shock, bone-deep horror, and a trace of instinctive awe stemming from the Soul!

Their Divine Thoughts collided in a frantic frenzy, condensing into streams of panicked light that locked onto the Xuantian Sect, their Divine Souls trembling and nearly shattering under that vast, mighty pressure.

"Void Immortal! It is the aura of a Void Immortal! In my Northern Region... has a Void Immortal truly emerged?!"

An exclamation tore through the sky, carrying disbelief and trembling—as the Divine Thought spread, the surrounding Spiritual Qi boiled, and the world was filled with restlessness.

"This aura... it is the Human Race's Dao of Immortality in its purest form! Without a shred of demonic filth, without a wisp of Demonic Path shadows! It is the true, authentic Immortal might of the Human Race! Heaven bless the Human Race of our Nanming Continent!"

Someone exclaimed with deep emotion, their fingertips curling tightly in extreme agitation, their eyes burning with fervent light, tears threatening to spill.

"Investigate immediately! Use all eyes within the Sect to uncover the origins of this Immortal! Spare no cost to befriend him! No... pledge loyalty! Only by gaining the favor of a Void Immortal can our clan establish a foothold in this chaotic world!"

An Old Ancestor spoke with unquestionable majesty, his Divine Thought booming like thunder, shaking the Sea of Consciousness of the high-level members of every branch.

"Quick! Activate the highest alert for the mountain-protecting formation! The emergence of a Void Immortal brings unpredictable fortune and disaster; this fluctuation will surely incite chaos from all sides—we must not be rashly drawn in!"

The entire cultivation world of the Northern Region was like a pot of boiling oil into which a raging fire had been poured; it exploded and began to seethe completely!

Panic swept through thousands of small and medium-sized Sects like a monstrous tide; everyone feared for themselves, terrified that this great upheaval of heaven and earth would affect them.

Wild joy spread frantically among the top powers—the emergence of a Void Immortal was a glimmer of hope for the rise of the Human Race.

Awe was deeply carved into the heart of every cultivator; it was an instinctive submission to the supreme power of the Dao of Immortality.

Secret calculations also quietly sprouted in the hidden halls of the major powers—everyone wanted to use the tailwind of this Void Immortal to shift the solidified landscape of the Northern Region that had stood for ten thousand years.

The sudden emergence of a Void Immortal was enough to overturn the eternal balance of the Northern Region and rewrite the cultivation map of the entire continent—causing a complete reshuffling of the Luck of heaven and earth!

And among this upheaval of heaven and earth, the most violent and brutal reaction came from none other than the land of the Yao Race, which relied on the Northern Region like lips and teeth, entrenched in the ten-thousand-foot ice plains of the far north and the ancient, vast mountain ranges!

In the far northern ice plains, beneath ten thousand feet of permafrost, gale winds cut like knives and darkness covered the world like ink—the holy city of the Yao Race, the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, was hidden in the deepest part of this dead and silent wasteland.

Within the cave slept the supreme foundation of the Yao Race; each will stemmed from the primordial and ancient times, carrying the unique brutality and murderous madness of the wilderness—silent for ten thousand years, yet imposing even without anger.

The moment Chu Changsheng's Void Immortal aura swept across the Northern Region and just barely touched the edge of the ice plains—

Several terrifying wills that had been dormant for ten thousand years suddenly awoke!

Like a dormant volcano erupting or a frozen deep sea suddenly surging—the space deep within the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons twisted and trembled under these wills, cracks spreading like spiderwebs!

"Roar—!!! Void Immortal! It is a Void Immortal of the Human Race!"

A roar exploded in the cold darkness, rough as thunder splitting stone, carrying monstrous killing intent and bone-deep dread—it shook the rock walls of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons until they crumbled, and the Divine Souls of countless low-level Yao Race members shattered on the spot, their bodies exploding, causing them to die instantly!

"How many ten thousand years has it been... the Human Race's Dao of Immortality had long ago lost its Legacy, yet a Void Immortal has appeared again?! If this person does not die, he will surely become a great threat to our Yao Race—we must not allow him to live in this world!"

"The Immortal aura... it is clear and fresh, the power is vast but not yet fully solidified; his Realm has not yet stabilized!"

Another voice sounded eerily, as cold as a venomous snake flicking its tongue, sticky malice filling the room—making one's heart turn cold and the whole body shiver:

"Just broken through to Void Immortal, this is the most vulnerable moment! Heaven helps our Yao Race; this is a heaven-sent opportunity to slay an Immortal!"

"Transmit my Imperial Order!"

The initial brutal voice suddenly rose, transforming into an unquestionable decree of the Yao Race, resounding like thunder throughout the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, and by utilizing an ancient secret technique of the Yao Race, it was instantly transmitted to every Yao Race camp on the front line of the Northern Region:

"Immediately awaken the three great Yao Sovereigns: 'Sun-Eater,' 'Moon-Swallower,' and 'Star-Crusher'! Order all Yao Race tribes on the Northern Region front line to cast aside all scruples and spare no cost—launch an all-out fierce assault on Yuyao Pass!"

"Ten days! This seat gives you only ten days! You must breach Yuyao Pass, trample the Human Race territory before the pass, drink blood and eat flesh—point your blades directly at the Central Province!"

"You must find this newly ascended Void Immortal! Before he completely stabilizes his Void Immortal Realm and masters the power of the Dao of Immortality, becoming a great threat to our Yao Race—"

At the end of the decree was a roar steeped in endless killing intent, shaking the heavens and earth, causing the gale winds to reverse:

"Spare no cost to strangle him! Extract his Immortal bones, seize his Immortal source, refine his Immortal Soul—sacrifice them to the ancestors of our Yao Race!"

Boom!

A single decree overturned the Northern Frontier!

The originally relatively calm confrontation line between the Human Race and the Yao Race was instantly torn to shreds!

Countless Yao Race armies that had long been assembled and awaiting orders, their eyes blood-red, let out heaven-shaking roars, surging out from the depths of the ice plains like a black tide of death—blocking out the sky and sun.

Several terrifying auras of Yao Sovereigns, comparable to the great experts of the Human Race, rose into the air, their might vast, causing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to stagnate.

Leading the charge, they commanded billions of their Yao followers to launch a mountain-shaking and sea-roaring fierce assault against the number one majestic pass of the Northern Region of the Human Race—Yuyao Pass!

Wherever the Yao tide passed, not a blade of grass survived; the earth cracked, and mountains and rivers collapsed. The sounds of battle cries shook the firmament, interweaving with the wild roars of the Yao Race, forming a desperate musical movement of death.

Blood instantly stained the firmament of the Northern Frontier, broken flesh and scattered bones littering the ground—the scent of war and blood rose straight up, piercing the high heavens and tainting the flowing clouds for ten thousand miles!

However—

Just as the Northern Region was plunged into boundless shock due to the emergence of a Void Immortal, as the Yao Race ignited monstrous flames of war due to their obsession with slaying the Immortal, and as battle cries shook the heavens and blood flowed like a river beneath Yuyao Pass—

In the far north of the Northern Region, on the very front line bordering the territory of the Human Race, inside the deepest part of that majestic, mountain-like Yuyao Pass, which spanned ten thousand miles!

This place was far from the beacon fires outside the pass, so silent that only the sound of dust falling could be heard.

A stone hall, so ancient it was nearly dilapidated, stood quietly in silence.

The walls of the stone hall were covered in mottled cracks—those were traces of erosion by time, and even more so, the battle scars left by ten million fierce assaults from the Yao Race.

Within every crack, the blood and bones of the ancestors of the Human Race were hidden, and unyielding heroic Souls slept.

Inside the hall, a withered old man wearing coarse linen clothes was sitting cross-legged on a cold blue stone prayer mat.

His figure was hunched, as if his spine had been bent by ten thousand years of time.

His face was crisscrossed with gullies, like the cracked Loess Plateau—every line was filled with an indelible vicissitude.

His breath was so weak it was nearly non-existent, his pulse so light it seemed it would cease in the next moment.

He was like a candle in the wind, and also seemed to have long ago merged into one with the stone hall and Yuyao Pass, having been silent for who knows how many spring and autumn seasons—like a lifeless stone statue.

The moment Chu Changsheng's Void Immortal aura swept past and gently brushed over Yuyao Pass—

The eyelids of the old man, which had been closed for ten thousand spring and autumn seasons, suddenly trembled!

This trembling was extremely slight, yet it was like a thunderclap—breaking the silence of the stone hall that had lasted for ten thousand years.

Immediately—

His eyes slowly opened.

These were eyes that had seen all the ups and downs of ten thousand years!

At first glance, they were murky and dim, as if covered in thick dust from ten thousand years, without a shred of brilliance, like an old man on the verge of death who struggled even to see.

But the moment his gaze solidified, in the deepest part of his eyes, monstrous waves suddenly surged—

This was the endless vicissitude of stars rotating and the sun and moon alternating, the indifference of having seen all life and death, separation and reunion, and broken mountains and rivers; it also hid a protective will that was precipitated to the extreme, as firm as black iron, and had never wavered by even a fraction!

The will was as indestructible as the star-black iron of Yuyao Pass, as thick and boundless as the land of the Northern Frontier—protecting the billions of clansmen behind him, guarding the last territory and hope of the Human Race.

He slowly raised his head, his movements light and slow, yet carrying an irresistible majesty.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the thick walls of the stone hall, through the ten-thousand-foot-high walls of Yuyao Pass cast from star-black iron, and through the sky-filling flames of war and dripping blood outside the pass.

It pierced through the endless Void Realm and flowing clouds of the Northern Region, crossing the distance of ten thousand miles—falling precisely in the direction of the Xuantian Sect, clearly sensing that fresh, vast, powerful, yet slightly transcendent and untainted Void Immortal fluctuation!

Silence.

Deathly silence.

Inside the stone hall, even the dust seemed to have stopped falling—only the old man's weak yet steady breathing echoed slowly in the empty hall.

This silence lasted only a few breaths, yet it felt as if ten thousand years had passed.

Then—

"Ha... Hahaha... Hahahaha!!!"

A burst of laughter suddenly erupted from the old man's withered chest!

At first, the laughter was low and hoarse, like the pulling of an old bellows, carrying the vicissitudes of time and the powerlessness of twilight.

But gradually, the laughter became increasingly high-pitched, increasingly loud, and increasingly hearty—finally exploding in the hall like thunder, shaking the entire stone hall until it trembled, the cracks in the walls spreading frantically!

The gravel and dust overhead fell, landing on the old man's linen clothes, but he was completely unaware.

This laughter was wild and unrestrained, carrying indescribable excitement, carrying bone-deep ecstasy—and it also hid the relief of having been suppressed for ten thousand years!

It formed an extremely strange yet incredibly strong contrast with the heaven-shaking roars of the Yao Race outside, the panic and fear everywhere in the Northern Region, and the blood flowing like a river beneath Yuyao Pass!

"Void Immortal! It is the Void Immortal of my Human Race! Fresh flesh and blood! A brand new Dao fruit! Hahahaha!"