YM778.TV Chapter 92
Chapter 92
“As expected!” The Holy Master of Primordial’s eyes were cold as ice, her overwhelming killing intent was like a relentless river, unceasing.
If it were before, learning about the emergence of the Heavenly Spirit Fruit would have filled her with ecstatic joy.
It was the perfect solution to deal with Mu Jianxue’s physical condition. But now, knowing it was a trap, her heart was filled only with boundless murderous intent.
“The Heavenly Spirit Fruit is extremely rare in this world! These people have paid a huge cost to deal with Primordial Holy Land!” Mu Jianxue’s expression remained calm, unfazed by the news. She was always like this, facing anything and everything without panic.
“Our Primordial Holy Land may be powerful, but we have no shortage of enemies! Furthermore, for the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm to fully revive, the decline of Primordial Holy Land is inevitable!”
“If Primordial Holy Land falls, it would be nearly impossible for the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm to fully resurface!” Jiang Chen was relaxed. The plan was progressing steadily, just following the original plot.
“There shouldn’t be any major deviations in the plan! But about the curse of the Great Qin Dynasty, are you sure you have a solution? If we can’t resolve the curse of the Great Qin Dynasty, we might offend them after today!” The only thing Dongfang Mingyue was somewhat worried about was the curse of the Great Qin Dynasty.
It was no small matter. If there wasn’t a perfect solution, it would undoubtedly be like playing a trick on them.
“Naturally, there’s no problem Master!” Jiang Chen didn’t reveal the solution directly, instead keeping it a secret.
“Even your master has to be kept in the dark, huh? Seems like your wings have really hardened!” Dongfang Mingyue was slightly annoyed as she grabbed Jiang Chen’s cheeks and kneaded them like a toy.
Mu Jianxue was used to this and remained expressionless, while Jiang Chen was utterly helpless.
“Master, when will you grow up and stop acting like a child!” Jiang Chen sighed helplessly.
“Your master is already over 1300 years old, maybe she’ll mature when she reaches 3000!” Mu Jianxue suddenly spoke.
Dongfang Mingyue glared at Mu Jianxue like a cat whose fur had been ruffled, “Can we not mention age from now on!”
“Why can’t we mention it! It’s not a secret! Besides, what’s the difference between 1000 and 1300 years old!” Mu Jianxue said indifferently, completely ignoring Dongfang Mingyue changing expressions.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but give a thumbs up secretly. To handle the master, it seems the lady is needed.
Ancient Desolate Demon Realm! Located between Southern Border and Western Desert, about one-third of these regions are enveloped by the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm.
This isolation has effectively cut off these areas. Due to ancient formations and unique environmental laws, this place has become a forbidden area, with ordinary people daring not to step foot into it.
Only those who have reached the Saint Realm can barely traverse this place. Even quasi-Saints cannot withstand it, as the unique laws of the realm erode the cultivator’s mind and internal laws. Until they are completely transformed.
However, there are some individuals with firm hearts who completely resist the erosion of the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm. Though such individuals are exceedingly rare. Out of a trillion beings, you might not even find one!
In the part of the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm close to the Southern Border, the originally pitch-black sky, like a curtain, is completely pulled open. An ancient flying boat emerges, moving at an extremely fast speed towards the front.
Upon entering the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm, a pitch-black mist, as if finding its enemy, aggressively erodes the flying boat. Numerous runes appeared on the boat, forming a unique shield, completely isolating the external mist.
Inside the flying boat, several figures stood and the aura of each person was deep and vast, distinct from one another.
These individuals are the high-ranking cultivators of the Primordial Holy Land.
In total, there are seven people.
Snow Moon Immortal and the Primordial Holy Master are among them. Besides them, there are two individuals, a man and a woman, with white hair but youthful faces.
They appear vibrant, like 17 or 18-year-olds, with skin as white and luminous as jade. Only their pale hair and ancient eyes seem out of place with their bodies.
They are the thousand-year reclusive Great Elder and Second Elder of the Primordial Holy Land.
Both have been in this realm for more than a thousand years and have not emerged for a long time.
The other three individuals appear more ordinary. Among them are an elder, a middle-aged person, and even a child. They are the Eighth, Ninth, and Sixth Elders. These seven people are considered some of the most powerful forces of the Primordial Holy Land.
Regarding the other old monsters, they serve as the foundation of the Holy Land, usually unseen and unable to leave.
These old monsters exist in every major force, often nearing the end of their lifespans, either sealing their divine source to survive or waiting for a chance to turn the tides.
For immortal forces, these old monsters are part of the foundation, but detached powerhouses are more crucial. After all, these old monsters can’t move under normal circumstances.
“The Ancient Desolate Demon Realm, it’s as gloomy as ever! Staying here for a moment makes one feel extremely repelled, whether it be the laws or other aspects!” The Eighth Elder of the Primordial Holy Land stood on the deck, looking through the protective barrier at the thick fog ahead, speaking disdainfully.
“It’s hard to imagine how those Demons survives in such a harsh environment! If it were other races from the outside world, they would probably only last a short while before completely perishing!” The Ninth Elder agreed.
The two harmonize well, singing and responding to each other. In fact, they have been inseparable since they were young disciples, progressing together from the outer door disciples to their current position as elders, spanning over a thousand years.
“Varies from person to person! This kind of environment is something that the foreign races outside cannot withstand, but for the Sky Demons, it’s the best environment!”
“This is also why in the past, when the foreign races joined hands to annihilate the Sky Demons, they did so not just because another race could be added – after all, the Nine Heavens Realm already had tens of thousands of races, one more or less wouldn’t make a difference.” Elder Six said softly.
The reason the Sky Demons became a target for all was not only because they oppressed the foreign races.
Their environment and methods were also something the foreign races could not tolerate.
An environment like the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm is simply not a place where foreign races can survive.
If it were to cover the entire Nine Heavens Realm, the strength of the foreign races would be greatly weakened, and they would be completely out of opportunities.
Unless there emerged an exceptional genius capable of sweeping away everything. In fact, back in the day, there indeed was such a prodigious talent who rose suddenly, who, with unimaginable perseverance and methods, swept across the Nine Heavens Realm and eventually stepped into the Emperor level.
Thus joining hands with the foreign races, they completely dispersed the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm and finally sealed it in this region. If it wasn’t for the emergence of that Emperor.
The entire Nine Heavens Realm would have been like the Ancient Desolate Demon Realm. All living beings would not be able to rise up and would be reduced to being food for others for their entire lives.