Chapter 833 - 516: The Disturbance at the Spirit Mountain of the Far West, Impending Breakthrough (2)

Chapter 833: Chapter 516: The Disturbance at the Spirit Mountain of the Far West, Impending Breakthrough (2)

"Back then I still wondered why they wanted to completely abandon the Extreme West Realm, and thought it was because the Celestial Demons there were about to revive."

"I never expected that a存在 like Spirit Mountain would actually appear in that place."

"Although I still don’t know the particulars, the fact that it can suppress thirty Great Saints is enough to show how terrifying this so‑called Spirit Mountain is."

"They... could they perhaps know the true nature of Spirit Mountain..."

Dugu Li’s thoughts were in utter disarray.

Only when Ao Wui cast a worried and doubtful glance at him did Dugu Li’s heart become firm again.

"No. I cannot allow the Demon Race, the Dragon Race, to learn of the matters in the Extreme West Realm!"

For that might draw the gaze of the entire continent’s Demon Race there.

At that time, the Human Race might face annihilation.

Dugu Li shook his head at Ao Wui.

Ao Wui did not think further on it.

The two had already been Dao Companions, husband and wife, for more than eight thousand years; they had their own tacit understanding, and complete trust in one another.

"No, Aunt."

"I’m not going. Let Ao Ping and Ao Shan go instead."

The speaker was Ao Xue.

Ao Wui’s brows furrowed.

This operation looked dangerous on the surface, yet in truth it was also an excellent opportunity to exchange with other geniuses of the Demon Race.

If the Dragon Race chose to "paddle along," the danger would be even smaller.

And there were not many chances to exchange with so many geniuses of various races.

Precisely because she thought highly of Ao Xue, Ao Wui had brought up this suggestion.

Ao Xue did not reply; she merely walked out of the great hall.

Ao Wui calmly arranged all the other matters.

"The rest I’ll leave to you, Your Majesty Dragon King."

"Yes, yes, all right, Elder Sister."

The Dragon King did not mind at all that Ao Wui seemed to be replacing him in issuing orders.

For this situation had already continued for several thousand years.

If asked, he would say he’d simply gotten used to it.

"Honestly, what’s wrong with everyone today."

Ao Wui muttered as she left.

............

Ao Xue returned to her own sleeping palace.

On her table, there was a projection of a three‑dimensional map.

If a learned person were here, they would certainly be shocked out of their wits.

For this was a map of the Witch Race.

Within the Dragon Race, it was the most absolute of secrets among secrets.

"It is said that Houtu, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches of the Witch Race, has a considerable comprehension of the Reincarnation Path."

"Though this heaven and earth is boundless and vast, there are only two experts who excel in reincarnation."

"One is our Dragon Race’s strongest Great Saint, Candle Dragon."

Ao Xue shook her head.

Precisely because she was a True Dragon, she knew she simply could not invite Candle Dragon.

That mighty existence of the Dragon Race had already disappeared ten thousand years ago.

No one knew whether he was in seclusion or had crossed the Endless Void to explore the outside.

Moreover, Candle Dragon’s grasp of reincarnation was but a slight involvement.

"However, one of the main paths Lady Houtu Ancestral Witch cultivates is the Reincarnation Path."

"It is said Lady Houtu’s temperament is gentle. Though our Dragon Race is affiliated with the Demon Race and bears enmity with the Witch Race, the Dragon Race itself has not slaughtered many of the Witch Race."

"Coupled with the Netherworld Water and Netherworld Soil I spent a thousand years searching for."

"I hope I can move the Ancestral Witch just this once."

Ao Xue looked at the Storage Ring in her hand; it seemed there was no longer any light in her eyes.

Outside the Dragon Palace.

The Shrimp and Crab Generals, who had already become Demon Emperors, remained silent for a long time.

They had watched Ao Xue grow up; her actions could not be hidden from them.

With a slight deduction, they could know what Ao Xue intended to do.

"That mortal of the Human Race back then has already become a knot in the Princess’s heart."

"Or rather, a Heart Demon."

General Crab’s tone carried anger.

"Who could have thought that a mere little mortal would leave such a profound mark in the heart of the Dragon Race Princess."

"No, or rather—"

"Since the day he died, his image has been constantly sublimated in the Princess’s heart."

"Sublimated to a height he was never meant to reach."

"After all, he was originally no more than a mortal of the Human Race; even if he received the recognition of the Ancestral Dragon, he was still a mortal."

General Shrimp sighed.

General Crab remained full of indignation.

"If you ask me, she might as well go to that line of Fox Demons."

"Among the Fox Demons there is a branch that can control the power of emotion; perhaps they could pluck out the knot in the Princess’s heart."

"Impossible. A Dragon Race Princess could never allow other demon clans to penetrate her inner heart."

"In that case, the Dragon Race’s inheritance might be stolen."

"But if clansmen of our own race come forward, I fear the Princess will become a second Lord Ao Wui—

even more tragic than Lord Ao Wui, perhaps even subjected to punishment."

The two had always followed the Princess; how could they bear to see her harmed.

They could only sigh, and then let the Princess do as she wished.

They simply did not notice.

Outside the palace.

A figure in blue robes heard all of this; it was Ao Wui.

Ao Wui’s gaze was complex.

"Foolish child."

She lightly waved a hand, setting down a barrier, lest the loud plotting of these two fools below be heard by others again.

She shook her head once more, and left straightaway.

............

Star Sea

The summit of the newly established Celestial Yang Immortal Mountain in the Central Sea Region.

Zhao Fu and the Ancestral Spirit sat facing one another.

"Senior, now that you have such momentum, you ought to have a proper title."

"A title? I don’t even have a name, and you speak of a title?"

"According to your current customs, just call me Ancestral Spirit—surname Ancestral, given name Spirit. The rest doesn’t matter."

Zhao Fu, however, shook his head.

He said, "Senior’s status is no longer what it once was."

"Ever since that day when you confronted the Dragon Race, some among the Human Race have already placed you on the same level as Ancestor Dugu."

That referred to a level of prestige.

That day, the Ancestral Spirit’s words had spread throughout the Star Sea, knocking open the shackles in countless hearts.

"Haha, in that case, just call me Venerable Pure Yang."

Zhao Fu smiled and bowed to the Ancestral Spirit.

"Zhao Fu of Lingyin Immortal Mountain pays respect to Old Ancestor Pure Yang."

The Ancestral Spirit waved his hand.

"The Nascent Soul Path of the Star Sea has already become quite complete. Within a hundred years, it should form a truly完善 and widely spread system."

"Mm, I will help promote it."

"Now that Nascent Soul has been established, this realm is one that links what is above and below; the subsequent Primordial Spirit—or rather, the Divinity Transformation Realm—is not so difficult."

"And the so‑called Great Saint Realm above Divinity Transformation is essentially the same."

"Indeed, by my observation, the Primordial Spirits condensed along the Cultivation Dao of the Star Sea far surpass the Yang God in their capacity to bear Laws."

"Perhaps this is the destined path of the Human Race."

The Ancestral Spirit formed a seal with one hand; mountains, rivers, and sky flickered in his eyes, as if he were deducing something.

Soon after, he let out a bold laugh.

"Senior Ancestral Spirit, there is one more matter—how did you learn of... that Spirit Mountain?"

"Naturally, by personally going to investigate."

"I can be almost certain that Spirit Mountain shares the same origin as I do."

"It’s just that... that Spirit Mountain is rather bizarre; I can only see a faintly familiar style, yet cannot make out the specific path."

"After all, in our era... things were too vast."

"But since something from that era has endured until now, there can only be one purpose."

The Ancestral Spirit’s eyes grew bright.

"For the renewed resurgence of the Human Race!"

"And now, it is He who is creating opportunities for us."

The Ancestral Spirit pointed into the distance.

Zhao Fu seemed to see, on the far horizon, a flash of Demon Qi.

That Spirit Mountain had drawn the gaze of the entire continent.

At this moment, the Star Sea was also about to unleash its long‑accumulated strength.

Heaven’s timing, earth’s advantage, the harmony of men!

Zhao Fu slowly let out a long turbid breath.

"My wish is likewise that the Human Race will no longer be wantonly devoured by the Demon Race, that we may stand openly and upright upon this continent."

"To let the Human Race stand tall!"

The Divine Sword in Zhao Fu’s hand left its scabbard.

He too soared into the sky, gripping the Divine Sword, his face shrouded in Golden Light, as he danced the sword in midair.

The sword‑light tore through the air, Golden Light dazzling.

"You are indeed worthy of this sword." The Ancestral Spirit’s face bore a smile.

Yet Zhao Fu’s movements suddenly paused.

"What is it?"

"Nothing."

Only Zhao Fu’s brows were tightly knitted.

A moment earlier, a tremor had stirred in his heart.

In his mind appeared that graceful, clear figure.

"One lifetime, one fate; the karmic bond between you and me has long since been severed."

"Why cling to it."

Zhao Fu drew his Longsword, facing the sunlight, so that no one could see what lay in his eyes.