Chapter 685 The Incarnation of the Holy Ancestor
Chapter 685 The Incarnation of the Holy Ancestor
Near the Demon Ape Peak, inside a magnificent, giant treasure ship, nearly twenty demon lords, led by a woman in a black dress, gathered in a spacious hall, whispering amongst themselves.
Suddenly, a cold-faced young man dressed in a silver robe appeared eerily on the jade bed at the head of the main hall.
With his appearance, a bone-chilling cold instantly filled the entire hall, and even the high-level demons in the Venerable Realm couldn't help but shiver.
"Greetings, Lord Xue Tian!" Upon seeing this figure appear, both the woman in the black dress with the highest cultivation level and the other ancient demon lords knelt down and bowed with solemn expressions.
The young man on the jade bed remained unmoved by all of this. He merely glanced around with a faint look before narrowing his eyes and staring at the woman in the black dress.
“Venerable Yan, you had better give me an explanation.”
"Reporting to Lord Xuetian, there is a problem on Bitter Spirit Island. Not long ago, the island's sensing artifacts issued a warning, indicating that someone has triggered the formation set up by the Primordial Ancestor Yuanyan. I am unable to make a decision on this matter, which is why I have disturbed you." The woman in the black dress immediately bowed to the cold-faced young man before carefully speaking.
"I also know a little about the formations of Bitter Spirit Island. Ordinary villains would not be able to break the formation, let alone trigger the alarm of the sensing artifacts."
"Could it be that a Mahayana being from another world has come to the island?" A look of surprise appeared on the cold and handsome young man's face.
"I don't know about that, but in the decades since you took charge of Demon Ape Pass, we have been on high alert at all times and can guarantee that we have never found anyone passing through Demon Ape Pass to go to Bitter Spirit Island."
"If he truly is a Mahayana being from another world, let alone being able to deceive you, it wouldn't be difficult for even my avatar to remain undetected," the cold-faced young man suddenly said after hearing the woman in the black dress's words.
Upon hearing the cold-faced young man's words, all the ancient demon lords in the hall tensed up, secretly filled with lingering fear.
Mahayana in another world!
Wouldn't that mean Venerable Lu on the island...?
However, after pondering for a moment, the cold-faced young man suddenly asked again, "Wait, you just said that someone triggered the formation. Has the formation been broken?"
"Judging from the sensing artifacts, the formation has not been breached, and it has not been attacked again so far," the woman in the black dress replied, her brows furrowing, seemingly somewhat puzzled.
But then the cold-faced youth sneered: "With the methods of an ordinary Mahayana cultivator, breaking that formation is not easy, but with the blessing of the spiritual energy of Bitter Spirit Island, it is not impossible given enough time."
The current situation suggests that the other party is very likely not at the Mahayana cultivation level, but merely relying on some kind of extraordinary treasure.
"What? Not a Mahayana being? Then how did they manage to sneak onto Bitter Spirit Island without our knowledge?"
Upon hearing this, many ancient demon lords' expressions changed, and some even couldn't help but ask questions.
"In this world, some people may not be highly skilled, but they possess incredible supernatural abilities that can easily fool us. For example, among the otherworldly people who ventured to the island decades ago, wasn't there one who single-handedly held off all of you under the suppression of the Demon Source Sea?" the cold-faced youth said nonchalantly.
These words left the woman in the black dress and the other demon lords looking at each other in bewilderment. Indeed, it was because the Great Elder of the Ming Clan was too powerful that they had no choice but to ask Jitian City for help.
Finally, besides sending a few more Demon Lords, it's unknown what price the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor paid to invite this incarnation of the Snow Heaven Saint Ancestor to the Demon Source Sea.
"Then may I ask Lord Xuetian, how should we deal with this?" someone asked.
"You all stay behind at Demon Ape Ridge. I will personally go and meet that guy."
"Does Your Excellency intend to travel alone? Do you not need us to accompany you? Bitter Spirit Island exerts considerable pressure on our Holy Race. Please reconsider, Your Excellency." Someone immediately spoke up, trying to dissuade him.
"I have my reasons for doing this. You don't need to try to persuade me." The cold-faced young man narrowed his eyes, showing no intention of changing his mind.
The group of ancient demon lords below exchanged glances, but dared not say anything more, and could only bow respectfully in silence.
But at that moment, the aloof young man looked up, his body enveloped in white snow, and vanished through the dome of the hall.
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On the dark, gloomy Demon Source Sea, a cold wind swept forward, carrying with it a flurry of snowflakes.
Suddenly, the aloof young man in the cold wind frowned and looked up at the dark, heavy clouds in the low sky.
Then, raising his hand and grabbing upwards, a large, crystalline hand shot out from the cold wind like lightning and reached into the dark clouds.
Amidst the dark clouds, a flying boat enveloped in lightning sped along.
But at that moment, the dark clouds below parted to the sides without warning, and a large, crystalline hand reached in and grabbed the flying car.
With just a slight exertion of force from the giant hand's five fingers, a cracking sound was heard, and the flying car instantly shattered into a ball of lightning.
"not good!"
"We've been discovered!"
Amidst the explosions, several shouts of surprise and anger erupted as several figures shot out from within.
"More than one? And you want to leave?" The cold-faced young man below raised an eyebrow.
Then the giant hand suddenly exploded, and endless cold winds swept across the surrounding area for miles, engulfing all the figures.
Feeling the biting cold wind, the figures quickly used their respective methods.
In the blink of an eye, a burst of multicolored light flashed.
Some were protected by lightning, some were enveloped in a layer of golden light, and some were shrouded in a grayish-white aura.
Another figure transformed into a ball of eerie green flame, which countered the chill.
Others had a giant umbrella made of countless blue feathers above their heads to protect them.
However, not everyone could withstand the chill. A figure with wings on its back only had time to wrap its wings around itself before it was instantly turned into an ice sculpture, and then shattered into large pieces of ice with a crisp sound.
"Holy Ancestor's Incarnation!" Seeing his Wind-Splitting Beast Incarnation instantly destroyed, Lu Yuan looked down at the cold-faced youth with a mixture of shock and anger.
The aura emanating from this young man was undoubtedly that of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, yet he was able to annihilate a Nascent Soul level Riftwind Beast in a single move. There was no other explanation but the Holy Ancestor's incarnation.
"Boy, your vision is not bad, but it's a pity that with your cultivation level, it's a waste of my trip. Even if you have cultivated several avatars as a support."
The cold-faced youth glanced at Lu Yuan, the other avatars, and Lei Yunzi, and said with a hint of disappointment.
In his view, even if the other party was not a Mahayana cultivator, the fact that they were able to cross realms meant they must have a lot of good things on them, which was why he didn't bring any other ancient demon lords with him.
Moreover, on Bitter Spirit Island, he might not be able to really defeat the other party with his avatar alone, but it wouldn't be difficult to force the other party to make a deal with him and gain some benefits.
However, seeing that Lu Yuan, whose cultivation level was the highest, was only at the mid-stage of the Integration Realm, he naturally felt that it was unlikely that the other party had anything that he would want.
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