832: Chapter 470: Ying Si’s Guess, Qingping’s Path, Yuan Jun Reappears!
832: Chapter 470: Ying Si’s Guess, Qingping’s Path, Yuan Jun Reappears!
Falling, falling.
Endless darkness.
After an unknown amount of ti, when the feeling of solid ground beneath his feet returned, the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre looked around and realized he had arrived before a massive gold-plated portal.
Above the portal, a fierce black dragon spread its wings in flight.
“Is this…
is this the Dragon Tomb that our Demon Dragon Clan has passed down through word of mouth, known only to the clan leader?
The real Dragon Tomb!”
Looking around at the surrounding scenery, the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre couldn’t help but feel exhilarated.
Countless years of living together, all for this mont.
This wasn’t the Dragon Tomb beneath the white towers, where the graves were re false tombs for the clan to worship and pay homage to.
This place held the real tombs.
Hadn’t their Demon Dragon Clan, for thousands of years, gathered generation after generation of Demon Dragon experts in this tomb to achieve seated transformation, hoping that among their descendants soone would reach beyond the Fourth Realm of Breakthrough Limit, and thus ascend in one fell swoop to achieve the theoretical Fifth Realm of Breakthrough Limit?
Finally, this day had awaited the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre.
The sacrifices of countless ancestors had made him, the Eastern Extre, the fortunate one.
“Thank you, ancestors, for your protection!
I shall rebuild the glory of our Demon Dragon Clan, make our Demon Realm reign supre over the Five Realms once again, and let our Demon Dragon Clan dominate the Demon Realm completely!”
“All clans shall kneel before our Demon Dragon Clan!”
With a solemn expression, he bowed to the golden door, and the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre then stepped forward with determination and pushed open the massive gilded door.
What he saw was a void space.
It seed as if there was no gravity, with all objects floating in the air, whether they were dragon corpses…
or shattered stones.
Occasionally, strange bands of light swept through, slicing obstructive rocks into even smaller fragnts.
Seeing these strange bands of light, the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre understood that perhaps after years, centuries, or even millennia, if another mber of the Demon Dragon Clan opened this Dragon Tomb, the floating debris might no longer be fragnts but fine sand.
“Ancestors~”
The Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre’s gaze lowered as he felt the familiarity and closeness from the bands of light in the void, hesitated for a mont, and then with a sigh, stepped forward, releasing his Dharma Body True Self of the Demon Dragon Clan.
His step seed to activate a switch, and instantly, a nearby band of light, as if attracted by a magnet, wrapped around the Cultivation Body of the Eastern Extre.
A pure force, stemming from the sa origin, slowly imbued the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre’s Cultivation Body.
At this mont, he wasn’t imrsed in the sentint of his slowly increasing cultivation; instead, he recalled the words of his late father.
“Every generation’s most outstanding mber of our Demon Dragon Clan will ascend and beco the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre, and today, my son, you are the new king of our Demon Dragon Clan.”
“You will inherit all of our clan’s pride, continuously moving forward, reclaiming what our ancestors lost, and returning our Demon Realm to its rightful position at the forefront of the Five Realms.”
“To achieve great things, sacrifices are necessary, sotis even endless sacrifices.
Successors carry on, and after my death, you will send all that I have into the Dragon Tomb.
It is the greatest secret of our Demon Dragon Clan and part of a grand plan spanning thousands of years.”
“Today it is I, your father.
If tomorrow your cultivation cannot reach the threshold necessary to touch the Fifth Realm, your father and you will also reunite in this Dragon Tomb.”
“All…
is…
the best arrangent~”
Suddenly, a mist clouded over the eyes of the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre.
This great sovereign, who had dominated the Demon Realm for many years, showed rare warmth in this land of the Dragon Tomb.
Between life and death, there lies great terror.
Within the domain enveloped by the Great Formation of the Dragon Tomb, the sensation of ti was stretched to its limit.
The powerful mbers of the Demon Dragon Clan who ca here to undergo transformation faced a pain ten, a hundred tis greater than normal death.
Yet, their great ancestors still ca.
They chose not to end their lives gloriously; instead, with their own blood and bones, soul and spirit, they were confined within this void space, forging a blessed land for their Demon Dragon Clan.
One by one.
Generation after generation.
“Carrying on the will of the ancestors, the unworthy descendant, the thirty-second Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre, wearing the crown ans bearing its weight.”
“I shall be the Demon Emperor, sweeping through the Three Great Demon Kingdoms, uniting the Demon Realm.
Then, sweeping through the Four Realms, I will spread the glory of our Demonkin throughout the Five Realms and thoroughly reclaim the sovereignty stolen by the Human Race from our ancestors.”
“Rest assured, ancestors, the day is not far off.”
The Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre, while secretly refining the strange bands of light in the Void Domain, solemnly issued his declaration as the Demon Emperor to the countless dragon corpses floating in the domain.
Looking at the strange bands of light coiling around his Cultivation Body, feeling the gradual increase in strength and the ever-expanding Divine Soul, a deep lancholia swept across the face of the Demon Lord of the Eastern Extre.
He didn’t even know whether the strange band of light before him was transford from which ancestor, whether it was his father or another ancestor, or perhaps both.
…
…
In the Human Realm.
On Mount Qingping, the Heavenly Wind swept through, causing the Nine Dragons’ Robe on Ying Si to flutter intensely.
“Qingping True Monarch, you have grown stronger.”
Ying Si looked at the peerlessly beautiful and transcendent Peerless Female Crown before him and once again couldn’t help but sigh.
“If only Qingping True Monarch were mute.”
“Ying Si, it’s not that I have grown stronger, but rather that you have fallen behind the strides of my progress,” the Peerless Female Crown, who was conducting a ritual on Mount Qingping, looked up at the formidable emperor before her and couldn’t help but smirk.
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