Chapter 1365 - 723: Ba Snake Demon Lord (2)

Jiang Shu nodded slightly, then withdrew.

The higher the cultivation, the greater the threat posed by the Five Declines Poison. Without a doubt, this Demon Venerable Level giant serpent likely possessed some peculiar methods.

The Beast Taming Sect Master wove his arts, and all kinds of seals surfaced in his palm, transforming into countless sealed runes that branded themselves upon the giant serpent.

The Beast Taming Sect Leader was, after all, a Late Stage Daoist Venerable level powerhouse. To subdue an ordinary Demon Venerable demon beast, and one already heavily injured at that, was naturally effortless.

In just a moment, the giant serpent obediently slithered up, slowly coiling its body and lowering its head, as if waiting for other experts to stand upon its skull.

"Everyone, come up."

The Beast Taming Sect Leader had tamed it into a mount.

The crowd flew over and sat cross-legged atop the giant serpent’s head.

And in but an instant, the giant serpent began rapidly crawling forward, heading toward the depths.

...

At the same time, in the deepest reaches of this Little World.

Ao Qing, in a half-human, half-dragon form, strode onward; behind him was Golden Horn, followed by Demon Venerables and many Demon Race powerhouses.

The surroundings were incomparably dim, like the deepest night. Vaguely, it seemed there were one pair after another of hungry eyes sizing them up.

"This is the Ba Snake Tomb?"

Golden Horn looked around, his phosphorescent scales blazing like the sun, and asked curiously.

"Correct. Back then, that Ba Snake Demon Lord fell right here. It’s said that while he lived, his body stretched beyond a hundred thousand zhang, vast like a giant mountain, and his status among the Daoist Masters was extremely special."

Ao Qing spoke, explaining patiently.

Different Cultivation Paths, upon reaching the end, possess different powers and methods.

The Power Dao was one of the more peculiar paths.

Walking it to the end, all vast might returns to oneself. Even without resonating with the Great Dao qi between heaven and earth, one can easily crush Daoist Venerables and Demon Venerables.

It can avoid a certain degree of Great Dao erosion, making his true strikes quite inferior to other Daoist Masters and Demon Lords, since he does not resonate with heaven and earth.

Yet even so, every generation’s Power Dao Daoist Master or Demon Lord is one who can uproot mountains and shake the heavens. The Ba Snake deep within this tomb was one such figure.

"Ao Qing, old thing, how much do you actually know of this place?"

The Long-armed Ape Venerable’s face was somewhat pale as he followed behind.

Earlier he’d been besieged by Human Race Venerables and directly beaten into serious injury; only thanks to his quick wits escaping, and gaining great benefits from seniors here, did he dare delve into this layer at all.

"Not much, only what the Demon Lord has enlightened me on."

Ao Qing replied coldly, then said, "Be careful. This place is suffused with the Demon Lord’s aura. If we wish to inherit this True Inheritor legacy, we must act with caution."

At these words, the many Demon Venerables following behind all grew solemn at heart.

The host of demons strode forward, and just then, the path ahead suddenly ceased to extend, and the ground beneath their feet began to tremble slightly.

Subtle changes appeared; the few Demon Venerables present all felt a jolt in their hearts. The next instant, the earth ahead suddenly split open, as though a world-shaking collapse erupted. Then, in the distant depths of the shadows, a pair of scarlet eyes surfaced.

Those scarlet eyes were filled with killing intent, fury, and hunger.

The eyes swept over the few Demon Venerables, then a low voice rumbled:

"You lot, are the junior generation come to inherit the legacy?"

His gaze swept over all the Demon Venerables present, clearly taking Ao Qing to be a junior.

And in the next moment, the darkness scattered, and a giant serpent thousands of zhang high, overlooking heaven and earth, appeared before them.

The Ba Snake’s Remnant Will!

This was not the true Ba Snake Demon Lord, merely the will left behind after his fall.

Yet even this fragmented will alone left many Demon Venerables present momentarily short of breath, as if a colossal mountain rested upon their shoulders.

"Correct. I wish to inherit your legacy!"

At this moment, as all the Demon Venerables fell silent, Golden Horn stepped forward, shouldering that Demon Lord Level pressure and spoke in a clear voice!

And vaguely, low dragon roars sounded all around, one Ancestor Dragon silhouette after another coiling about Golden Horn.

"Ancestor Dragon Bloodline? That’s rare indeed. If I’m not mistaken, you should be the current Dragon Clan Crown Prince, hmm?"

The Ba Snake burst into a strange laugh and said:

"Whatever. Whether you are the Dragon Clan Crown Prince, an ordinary Demon Race member, or even of the Human Clan, it’s all the same to me."

"So long as you can complete my test and inherit my True Inheritor legacy, rest assured—one Demon Lord’s inheritance will more than repay you."

The Ba Snake’s voice was bizarre, as his gaze swept over the many Demon Venerables present. In a hoarse tone he said, "You all likewise have a chance!"

At these words, the Demon Venerables who had followed all felt their hearts pound.

To inherit a Demon Lord’s legacy—what kind of Creation is that?

Even for them, perhaps by relying on this legacy, they might step into the supreme Realm.

The Ba Snake saw their restless hearts and immediately burst into loud laughter, his crawling body rolling about on the ground, triggering waves of quakes.

Ao Qing’s expression remained ever calm as he spoke respectfully:

"Since that’s the case, may I ask, Senior, what is the test for the legacy?"

At this question, the Ba Snake’s remnant will halted its movements, suddenly straightening its spine to overlook the Demon Venerables below, and spoke in a low voice: "The condition to inherit my legacy is in fact very simple, and that is..."

The Ba Snake’s remnant will deliberately paused, as if to whet their appetite, then said, "To be eaten by me, bite by bite, to experience the feeling of being swallowed alive. If you can endure it, you will obtain my legacy!"

"Rest easy. So long as you last until the inheritance is complete, you will not truly be devoured. Conversely, if you cannot endure, then being eaten by me is only what you deserve."

To be eaten!?

In that instant, the many Demon Venerables felt their hearts quake, their gazes clearing once more.

Their earlier eagerness vanished entirely.

Who could know whether being eaten meant inheriting the legacy, or simply dying and having their path severed forever!

"So that’s how it is..."

Ao Qing nodded slightly, glancing at Golden Horn by his side.

He saw that dragon youth with the horn on his brow standing proudly, no trace of fear on his face, instead revealing a hint of eagerness.

"Excellent."

Ao Qing quietly let out a breath.

He had taught Golden Horn for a period of time and understood him quite well.

At least in terms of will, Golden Horn was in no way inferior to any youngster Ao Qing had ever seen, not even that Jiang Taixuan.

"Since that’s so, then..."

Ao Qing was about to speak when he suddenly snapped his head toward the distance.

He saw a vast shadow continuously traversing across the ground, its speed extremely fast, arriving before them in an instant.

It was a giant serpent!

A mixed-blood Ba Snake!

And atop that Ba Snake’s head sat one Human Clan expert after another in meditation.

Humans!?

Ao Qing’s solemn face immediately flushed with anger, for he had spotted a familiar figure.

Jiang Shu!

"Him again—why is it always him? It was him when we fought over the Golden Crow Feather, and now it’s him again for the Ba Snake legacy. Are our fortunes truly entangled, sworn enemies fated to clash?"

Ao Qing gazed deeply at Golden Horn and said, "Go receive the inheritance; I’ll hold them off!"

As his words fell, Ao Qing’s body blurred and transformed into his true form, a colossal Dragon, preparing to strike.

The Long-armed Demon Venerable and other experts likewise stood ready to attack at any moment.

"They’ve come!"

Taiwu Daoist Venerable rose abruptly, his aura heavy as a mountain, seeming as though he might launch a counterattack at any time.

Just as both sides were on the brink of battle, a serpent cry resounded.

"Sss!"

The sound was extremely piercing. The moment it was born, it flooded directly into the heads of both sides like flowing water; whether Human Clan or Demon Race, all had their Spirit faintly rocked.

In the next instant, the terrifying Ba Snake, colossal as a mountain and thousands of zhang long, rasped out:

"You lot, to start a fight in front of my true body’s Great Tomb—is that not somewhat inappropriate?"

The Ba Snake’s remnant will spoke, and a strand of Demon Lord aura poured forth. Though he did not move his hand,

all the Daoist Venerables and Demon Venerables froze in place in that single instant!