516: Demon Ancestor's True Origin

Above the Sacred Domain, where clouds and mists steamed, a ripple of space suddenly spread.

Xu Qing stood in the Void Realm, looking at the Wutong Holy Land below, which was enveloped in colorful light, a rare gentle smile gracing his lips.

“Chirp—”

A clear Phoenix cry resounded through the nine heavens, and an ice crystal Phoenix with a wingspan of a thousand zhang broke through the clouds.

Its feathers were like ten thousand years of profound ice carvings, with every feather flowing with Dao runes. The Phoenix gracefully landed, transforming into a stunning woman with snow-white hair like a waterfall—it was Luan Ruxue.

Almost simultaneously, a heaven-shaking Dragon roar came from the distant sky.

A ten-thousand-zhang giant Dragon with Yin and Yang scales arrived on the clouds, and upon landing, it had transformed into a handsome young man with sword-like brows and starry eyes, Yun Qian.

“Master!”

Both bowed simultaneously, their eyes full of pleasant surprise.

Currently, Yun Qian’s brows bore the completed Yin and Yang Dao seal, and his every move exuded a majestic Dragon’s might; Luan Ruxue’s body contained a restrained Ice Phoenix Qi, clearly indicating that both had entered the Immortal Monarch Realm.

Xu Qing’s gaze swept over their clasped hands, and his smile deepened: “It seems you’ve been doing well these past years.”

Yun Qian rarely showed a blush: “Thanks to Master back then...”

“Still calling me Master?” Xu Qing gently waved his sleeve, and two streams of light entered their respective foreheads.

The Spirit Beast contract forged by the System now transformed into specks of starlight, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Luan Ruxue’s delicate body trembled slightly, and ripples appeared in her ice-blue eyes: “This is...”

“From today onwards, you are my family.” Xu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky, “The spokesperson of the Dragon Clan’s Yin and Yang lineage, the inheritor of the Phoenix Clan’s Ice Phoenix Bloodline—this status is far more honorable than being a Spirit Beast.”

Yun Qian suddenly knelt on one knee, his voice slightly choked: “Big Brother...”

Luan Ruxue also curtsied gracefully.

Xu Qing waved out two gentle forces, lifting them up, “I’m here this time, and I have a gift for you.”

He lightly tapped his fingertips, and two Dao seeds entered their respective Dantians.

The Yin and Yang Dragon Pearl within Yun Qian’s body suddenly glowed brightly, and Luan Ruxue’s Ice Phoenix Origin also boiled.

“This is...”

“Chaos Dao Seed.” Xu Qing turned, his robes fluttering in the glow, “When you bear offspring, this child might be able to condense the strongest Bloodline of both the Dragon and Phoenix races.”

Dusk gradually settled, and the three drank under the Wutong tree.

Yun Qian spoke of interesting anecdotes from his years in the Dragon Clan, while Luan Ruxue complained about the stubbornness of the Phoenix Elders.

Xu Qing mostly listened quietly, occasionally chuckling.

When the last ray of light dissipated, the Jade cup was empty.

“It’s time to go.” Xu Qing stood up, a Jade Slip falling from his sleeve, “If you encounter a life-or-death crisis, crush it.”

“Big Brother!” Yun Qian suddenly called out, “This time... how long will you be gone?”

Xu Qing’s figure had already faded into the Void Realm, only his lingering voice remained: “When that child is born, I will naturally return to drink a full moon wine.”

The night wind swept through the Wutong forest, and the sounds of Dragon and Phoenix singing resonated throughout the Sacred Domain.

And above the nine heavens, unnoticed by anyone, Xu Qing took one last look at this peaceful Holy Land, then turned and stepped into the spatial rift.

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In the deepest reaches of the Demon Race’s vast territory, an ancient Dao Domain shrouded in blood-red Demonic clouds year-round lay dormant.

This was the “Eternal Demon Domain” that countless Demon Race powerhouses both yearned for and feared.

Legend has it that in the ancient era, a terrifying force named “Thousand Demons Hall” once rose here.

A thousand ancient Demonic powerhouses at the Immortal Monarch level gathered here, and the 《Thousand Demons Devouring Heaven Scripture》 they created shook all the heavens and myriad worlds.

During the Thousand Demons Hall’s peak, its Demonic army was invincible, and even the Demon Race’s imperial court had to temporarily avoid its edge.

However, prosperity inevitably declines.

Coveting a certain Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Thousand Demons Hall offended an ancient Demon Race power—the “Nine Nether Demon Palace”.

That battle shattered the heavens and earth; the Nine Nether Demon Palace dispatched nine Half-Ancestors, and with the Nine Nether Palace’s supreme treasure, the “Burial Sky Demon Wheel,” they uprooted the Thousand Demons Hall.

A thousand ancient Demons all perished, their blood staining the entire Dao Domain, and to this day, unceasing Demonic blood lakes can still be seen in some valleys.

But what concerned the Demon Race most was the Legacy secret treasure left by the Thousand Demons Hall.

For years, many Demon Race powerhouses and forces flocked to these areas, just to search for the Thousand Demons Hall’s Legacy.

On the blood-red wasteland in the eastern part of the Eternal Demon Domain, a majestic black giant city lay like a Vicious Beast.

This “White Yama Demon City,” named after its City Lord, had walls poured from the bones of countless powerhouses, inscribed with ancient Demon Race curses, and exuded a suffocatingly terrifying pressure day and night.

Fifteen hundred years ago, this Demonic city rose like a comet.

City Lord Bai Yan acted ruthlessly and decisively, and his “Blood Yama Guards” were even more infamous.

It is said that when they attacked and plundered cities, they would extract the Dao souls of the conquered and refine them into the never-extinguishing Yama Soul Demonic flames on the city walls.

In just a thousand years, the White Yama Demon City swept across the seventy-two Demonic ridges in the east, becoming the undisputed overlord of the eastern Eternal Demon Domain.

However, at this moment, in the “Yama Demon Hall” at the core of this billion-li giant city, the once invincible City Lord Bai Yan was trembling and prostrate on the ground.

“My... My Lord!”

Bai Yan’s forehead was pressed against the cold ground, his voice filled with unconcealed terror.

Before him, a figure shrouded in Chaos mist had appeared before the throne at some unknown time, casually flipping through the battle Jade Slips on the table.

The candles in the hall suddenly all turned eerie green, illuminating a corner of the newcomer’s white robe.

“Well done.”

These four plain words made Bai Yan tremble all over, and he quickly kowtowed: “It’s all thanks to the cultivation Jade Slips bestowed by My Lord these past years that this subordinate was able to...”

“Enough, all of this is what you deserve!”

Xu Qing waved his hand.

Suddenly, the entire Demonic city violently shook!

“Report—!”

An urgent report shattered the silence of the great hall.

A black-armored Demonic general stumbled in, his armor still bearing fresh bloodstains.

“City Lord, the Thousand Demons Hall ruins suddenly appeared...”

His voice stopped abruptly, his pupils contracting sharply.

The Demonic general was horrified to find that he couldn’t see the face of the blurry figure on the throne.

Even more terrifying, memories of this existence were rapidly fading from his mind, like quicksand held in his palm; the harder he tried to grasp it, the faster it slipped away.

“Presumptuous!” Bai Yan roared, his Demonic flames surging around him.

Just as he was about to punish his subordinate, the figure shrouded in Chaos mist gently raised a hand.

“It’s fine.”

These two plain words caused the temperature of the entire great hall to plummet.

Bai Yan immediately restrained his aura and respectfully lowered his head.

“You go personally.” The voice of that figure seemed to come from distant time and space, “Enter the Thousand Demons Hall and retrieve something for me.”

The Chaos mist slightly dispersed, revealing a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky.

That gaze seemed to penetrate through countless ages, looking towards some distant future.

Outside the hall, earth-shshattering roars continuously echoed.

The sky of the entire Demonic Domain was tearing apart, and the phantom of the Thousand Demons Hall was becoming more and more solid, exuding a heart-palpitating ancient pressure.

Bai Yan knelt on one knee: “Please instruct, My Lord, what should this subordinate seek?”

“Bring your demon suppression cauldron.” The white-robed figure slowly stood up, “That item is ever-changing, with no fixed form. But the demon suppression cauldron contains Demonic Path Luck, and when it comes into contact with that item, it will give a warning.”

As he spoke, a wisp of white light flew from his sleeve and entered Bai Yan’s glabella.

Bai Yan trembled all over, and three runes immediately appeared in his mind.

“These three runes will protect you; even a first-step Dao Ancestor cannot harm you!”

“If successful...” The white-robed figure took a step, “This Venerable will bestow upon you the opportunity to become an Immortal Monarch.”

Before the voice faded, the person had transformed into specks of starlight and dissipated.

Bai Yan trembled with excitement, kowtowing heavily towards the Void Realm: “This subordinate will not fail My Lord’s trust!”

When he stood up, his eyes were already burning with monstrous Demonic flames.

At his command, the entire White Yama Demon City violently shook.

The bones on the city walls came alive, a million Blood Yama Guards awoke from their slumber, and countless Demonic cultivators, riding ferocious Demonic Beasts, soared into the sky, forming a battle formation that blotted out the sun.

And in the clouds, unnoticed by anyone, Xu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze penetrating through layers of space, watching the Thousand Demons Hall as it materialized.

“To think...” he murmured softly, his voice carrying a rare tremor, “that this Thousand Demons Hall actually hides a piece of Demonic Ancestor’s True Origin.”

The fingers in his sleeve tightened slightly.

Demonic Ancestor, the ancestor of the Demonic Path, an existence who once reached the pinnacle.

Xu Qing was well aware of the weight of the words “Demonic Ancestor”; that was one of the nine peerless powerhouses who had entered the Pseudo-Eternal Realm, and his residual True Origin must contain the mysteries of Transcendent this world.

Had it not been for the Restrictions of the Thousand Demons Hall limiting powerhouses above the Immortal Monarch Realm from entering, he would have acted personally long ago.

Xu Qing’s gaze shifted slightly, looking at the gathering army of White Yama Demon City, a meaningful smile gracing his lips.

“This time, it depends on your destiny.”

Suddenly, the phantom of the Thousand Demons Hall erupted in dazzling blood-red light.

The space of the entire Demonic Domain began to twist, and countless ancient Restriction runes appeared in the Void Realm.