46: God Transformation Battle

Deep within the Cloud Sea Marsh, where mist swirled and the dense Spiritual Qi had condensed into liquid, a white-haired man leaned against a golden throne inside a palace. His skin was snowy white, devoid of any blood color, and his Face was peerlessly beautiful, enough to enchant all living beings. Anyone who saw him would feel as if they had met the most beautiful person in the world. He was the master of the Cloud Sea Marsh, a Yao Race Venerable with the Xiangliu Bloodline, and a Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation cultivator known as Daoist Venerable Xuanbing.

An armor-clad middle-aged man walked in and knelt devoutly before the Yao Venerable.

"This subordinate congratulates the Venerable. After many years of secluded cultivation, you have finally reached the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation. From now on, our Yao Race's high-level combat power is finally on par with the Human Race."

The Yao Venerable sighed, as if all the beauty in the world paled in comparison to him. "Yes, I have finally secured the Cloud Sea Marsh. Ever since the Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain advanced to the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation, I dreamed every day of the Cloud Sea Marsh being breached and the Yao Race facing total Extinction. Fortunately, my Bloodline is extraordinary after all. The Xiangliu Bloodline, a High-Grade Exotic Beast, allowed me to successfully advance despite the suppression of the Human Dao. Now, we can even expand the territory of our Cloud Sea Marsh a bit. Over these years, the development of the Cloud Sea Marsh has been quite good, and the current territory is indeed slightly insufficient to sustain everyone."

This middle-aged man was at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection stage and served as the Yao Venerable's Minister of Internal Affairs. His true form was a Qingyun Tiger, possessing the Bloodline of a High-Grade Spirit Beast, making him extremely formidable. Everyone respectfully called him the Qingyun Yao Emperor. At this moment, his expression was slightly conflicted.

"Venerable, there is something I have wanted to report to you for a long time, but I didn't say anything while you were in seclusion. The Human Race has already begun to test us. They have pushed forward a Beast Taming Sect, with their highest being only a Golden Core Cultivator, who constantly harasses our periphery. It has caused considerable impact. How do you think we should handle this?"

The Yao Venerable's gaze sharpened significantly, even carrying a hint of killing intent. His voice turned cold, making those who heard it feel as if they had instantly arrived in the far north, enveloped by endless ice. Even the Yao Emperor couldn't help but shiver.

"Beast Taming Sect? Human Race? There's no need to worry about them. If they want to fight, then we shall fight directly. This time, we don't need to give them Face. That Celestial Master from Dragon Tiger Mountain cannot defeat me. However, the Human Race does have four Soul Transformation experts after all, and I cannot defeat them if they join forces. But they are also wary of causing mutual destruction. In a one-on-one, no one can defeat me; my Bloodline is not something they can compare to. Begin the counterattack; treat it as training for the troops on the periphery. Let's see if we can produce any good prospects. All of you pay attention; if any children can stand out, that would be for the best."

Just as the Yao Emperor nodded, a massive pressure suddenly enveloped the entire palace. That sharp Sword Qi felt like the end of the world. With just a wave of his hand, the Yao Venerable made the Aura vanish without a trace.

"The Yao Race of Cloud Sea Marsh has attacked my Human Race without cause, violating the Human-Yao Treaty. Today, I, the Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, shall act on behalf of Heaven to exterminate the Yao Race."

The Yao Venerable tapped his chair and flew into the air. Opposite him was an old man with white hair and a youthful Face, holding a fly-whisk and carrying a precious sword on his back, looking extremely powerful. However, his expression was currently not very pleasant.

"Celestial Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain, instead of being the Old Ancestor at Dragon Tiger Mountain, what are you doing here in my Yao territory? Have you forgotten that when you and I were both in the Nascent Soul stage, you couldn't defeat me? Today, the result remains the same. Why are you staring so wide-eyed? Is it that only you can enter the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation, and I cannot? How ridiculous."

The Celestial Master felt a chill rise from his spine. He still remembered that night a hundred and fifty years ago. Back then, he was high-spirited, the number one person below the Soul Transformation Stage in the Human Race. He felt he was the most powerful, so he sought out the world-renowned Xuanbing Yao Emperor of the Yao Race, attempting to kill him to increase his own fame and pave the way for his advancement to Soul Transformation.

However, after fighting for a day, he lost. He lost miserably, and even his Dao Heart was somewhat shattered. If a Soul Transformation expert hadn't intervened to save him, it was uncertain if he would have had a future at all.

But that battle had still become something of a Heart Demon for him. Over the years, he could never forget it. This time, he came to find the Yao Venerable with his Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation cultivation, hoping to use his cultivation to suppress him and break his Heart Demon. As long as he won, the Heart Demon would vanish. But he never expected that the Yao Venerable had also advanced.

But this shouldn't be. Currently, the Human Dao was flourishing and suppressing the Yao Race, making it very difficult for the Yao Race to advance. However, he forgot that the Yao Venerable's Bloodline was that of a High-Grade Exotic Beast, which was even above Spirit Beasts and was the most powerful Bloodline the mortal realm could accommodate. Relying on his Bloodline, he would not be so easily suppressed.

Now, facing the Yao Venerable at the Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation, he was afraid in his heart. He didn't think he could win. Conversely, the Yao Venerable on the other side was much more magnanimous; he felt he was certain to win and would absolutely not lose.

"Ox-nosed Daoist, if you don't give me an explanation today, don't think you're going back peacefully."

As the leader of the Human Race, the Celestial Master had been pampered for some time. Now, being ridiculed like this by the Yao Venerable, his temper flared up, and much of the fear in his heart vanished.

"With just you? You're nothing but a mere Prodigy. I am the leader of the Human Race; how could I be afraid of you? Don't think you can ignore me just because you've advanced. Prepare to meet your death."

After saying that, countless Flying Swords appeared behind him. Although this was just an extension of Sword Kinesis, such a technique was very formidable among Soul Transformation Stage experts. This Celestial Master was originally a Sword Cultivator, and now his control over swords was superb.

But the Yao Venerable was no pushover. He raised his hand, and nine heads appeared behind him. They opened their mouths together, and all the Flying Swords were sucked into his mouths. In the next second, countless torrents of venom poured down, submerging the Celestial Master. When the Celestial Master reappeared, his clothes were tattered, clearly having fallen into a disadvantage. However, it stopped there. There was no need for the only two Middle Stage of Spirit Transformation powerhouses in the world to fight to the death. Now, the winner had been decided.

"Celestial Master, since your Human Race is invading our Yao Race, let's leave this matter to the Disciples below. From today onwards, in small-scale collisions between humans and yao, at most those at the Early Golden Core stage can take action. What do you think?"

He stared wide-eyed. Since he had lost, how could he not agree? He could only nod.

"Celestial Master, I advise you not to have any petty schemes. What I want now isn't much. As you can see, our Yao Race in the Cloud Sea Marsh is living too cramped; we need some new places. Wouldn't you agree?"

The Celestial Master did not answer directly. Even if he was the number one in the world, he couldn't represent the Human Race in ceding territory and paying indemnities. "Then we shall see who has the better methods, Yao Venerable."