Chapter 1631: Chapter 1632: Another Possibility
This bloody slaughter felt more vivid and strikingly real than anything Bai Huang had seen before, imrsing him entirely in its grim reality.
For no other reason than this: though his perspective now differed, and the sights before him were unfamiliar, the disaster that had almost brought complete annihilation to the Qingqiu Fox Clan was sothing Bai Huang himself had experienced firsthand.
Back then, protected by his grandfather, his exposure to the tragedy was limited, his understanding sparse.
But even as a child, even with the passage of so many years, how could he not have imagined what might have been happening beyond the shelter afforded to him?
And now, everything was coming forth clearly before his eyes, leaving his heart racing uncontrollably…
“Bai Huang!”
Long Ao Tian’s voice rang out, its clarity piercing directly into Bai Huang’s mind. Startled, Bai Huang looked up abruptly; though the images in his consciousness remained vivid, he finally recalled what he was supposed to be doing at this mont.
Long Ao Tian stared at Bai Huang, who had returned to his senses, and continued, “I don’t know what you saw, but you must understand: if you lack the courage to bear all the responsibilities of your clan, the mountain gate before you will never open for you.”
As a mber of the Demon Clan, Long Ao Tian could more or less guess what the Qingqiu Fox Clan had left behind as their final legacy; Demon Clan inheritance was far stricter than that of ordinary clans.
Aside from the demands on one’s bloodline, the most critical requirent was a solid temperant.
After all, for the Demon Clan to ascend, preserving their true nature was far more arduous than it was for other clans.
From birth, they battle against their animalistic instincts and primal urges—such challenges are impossible to surmount without exceptional temperant and an uncommon level of tenacity.
Thus, many descendants of the Ancient Bloodlines within the Demon Clan gradually faded over generations. Though new Exotic Beast clans did erge, compared to the era when the Demon Clan thrived, what was their current decline but inevitable fate?
Listening to Long Ao Tian’s words, Bai Huang took a deep breath, while Su Chengyu’s lifelong teachings resurfaced gradually within his mind.
As Su Chengyu’s apprentice, Bai Huang naturally held imnse respect for him in his heart, but he had always wondered why Su Chengyu never taught him more, even after all these years.
Even though his talent paled in comparison to his senior sister’s, even though so Demon Clan techniques were inherently elusive to him, Bai Huang couldn’t entirely quell his doubts about Su Chengyu.
It wasn’t until today—this very mont—that Bai Huang completely understood.
The most important lessons had long been imparted by Su Chengyu.
As the potential last survivor of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, talent was secondary, strength was inconsequential; what mattered most was whether he had the courage to shoulder the legacy of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.
This courage was precisely what Su Chengyu had repeatedly emphasized to him.
“Birth carries destiny. I, Bai Huang, have made it back here—perhaps for this mont to arrive.”
Long Ao Tian frowned slightly upon hearing this, clearly dissatisfied with Bai Huang’s conclusion.
But considering the present situation, he refrained from saying more. He knew the current priority was for Bai Huang to earn the Qingqiu Mausoleum’s approval; otherwise, everything would be for naught.
“Ao Tian, Senior…”
“Don’t fret. Give him a few more minutes—if he still can’t unlock the Qingguang Barrier, I’ll take you away myself.”
Understanding Yu Yanshu’s unease, Long Ao Tian calmly remarked. He could sense Su Chengyu and Bai Qiu rapidly approaching this location, but he also detected three other presences closer than the two.
Ti and opportunity were slipping away. Su Chengyu’s chance to witness this fortune would depend entirely on Bai Huang, the little one.
Long Ao Tian belonged to the Demon Clan, but that didn’t an he felt any particular empathy for Bai Huang in this mont.
Not to ntion, in the ruthless and cold Immortal World, Long Ao Tian knew that even here in the Lower Realm, the rise and fall of clans were common occurrences.
In antiquity, the Four Great Divine Beasts stood above all not because they rely surpassed other Demon Clans in power.
Indeed, their bloodlines could be deed noble, but by no ans were theirs the only distinguished breeds. Even then, countless mighty Demon Clans had faced obliteration.
Already ascended to immortality, Ao Tian was utterly clear-eyed about such matters.
The main reason he kept reminding Bai Huang at this critical juncture ultimately boiled down to Su Chengyu.
As for why…
Reflecting on this, Long Ao Tian paused montarily. He rationalized everything as repaynt for Su Chengyu’s favors to both him and Bai Qiu over the years; though, deep down, the now-enlightened Ao Tian knew.
For both himself and Bai Qiu, their unique treatnt of Su Chengyu wasn’t as simple as personal gratitude alone.
“Ancestors above! This humble descendant, Bai Huang, stands here having endured steadfast trials, nurtured under my teacher’s guidance, and returned to ancestral land. Though I dare not claim I can avenge the clan’s extermination within this lifeti, I vow to dedicate my existence to the revival of Qingqiu’s glory! I swear to extend and preserve the Qingqiu Fox Clan’s bloodline once more!”
Bai Huang knelt resolutely before the Qingguang, bowing three tis with force, then rose with a deep inhale, prepared himself ntally, and stepped forward into the Qingguang without hesitation.
In the next instant, searing pain consud Bai Huang’s expression.
Almost imdiately, Bai Huang lost his humanoid form, revealing his true white figure as he twisted in agony with a contorted face.
Yu Yanshu looked on in alarm. “Senior Ao Tian, Bai Huang—he…”
“Likely enduring the mories—those concerning the history of his clan, thousands of years of accumulated recollections flooding into his mind,” Ao Tian replied calmly.
“But if it’s re mories, why would Bai Huang show such anguish?”
“Because there’s also hatred. The anguish felt by those who lived through those events, all the darkest emotions buried deep within… Every last fragnt of it is pouring into him now,” Ao Tian said evenly, glancing at Bai Huang before continuing.
“He was the one who declared he’d shoulder every burden of his people; naturally, he must experience all the pain endured by the Qingqiu Fox Clan. Only by living it firsthand can it truly be unforgettable for eternity. If he survives all this, the Qingguang should dissipate.”
Ao Tian’s composed words left Yu Yanshu perplexed; she couldn’t understand why anyone would subject their kin to such tornt.
Bai Huang had managed to arrive here—was that not proof enough of his determination?
“To know the heart while seeing the face. Young girl, your eyes can discern people’s warmth and coldness far better than anyone. You should grasp this principle,” Ao Tian remarked impassively, then suddenly seed to recall sothing, his gaze shifting into the distance. “Ah, it’s because of Su Chengyu.”
“Senior?”
Speaking to himself, Ao Tian chuckled lightly, then with a peculiar expression said, “Nothing. Just thinking that Su Chengyu taught you quite well. With your resolve, perhaps the Human Clan might truly carve out a different fate.”
Ao Tian’s cryptic words left Yu Yanshu puzzled, but before she could press further, the Qingguang swiftly rged completely into Bai Huang’s body. Simultaneously, the ground quaked, and at the origin of the Qingguang, countless stones crumbled to reveal the mouth of an enormous cavern.
Without hesitation, Ao Tian swept the half-conscious Bai Huang up and charged straight toward the cave’s entrance with no delay.
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