C1561 The Strongest Demon Phoenix!

In the Ember Waters, Yu Yuan was present with both his true body and his Yang God on an unnamed island. Suddenly, he sensed something and turned his gaze towards the Profound Sky Continent. A ghostly blue figure stealthily approached, its presence almost ethereal.

Tianzang, now appearing as a pure soul spirit and without the Tears of Blue Devil, made an unexpected appearance. Yu Yuan had seldom encountered Tianzang in such a state. Previously, Tianzang had always been accompanied by a corporeal devil body that Yu Yuan had refined, with the Tears of Blue Devil constantly at hand.

"I've brought a message for you. Once I've said my piece, I'll be on my way."

Having recently dispatched High Priest Reid to the Delude Devil Abyss and returned from the Fallen Moon Forbidden Area, he eyed the Dragon Slash Platform in Yu Yuan's grasp and requested, "Use your Yang God to bring my soul into the Dragon Slash Platform for a private conversation."

Yu Yuan felt a tremor in his spirit. "Is it that serious?"

Considering Tianzang had forsaken his refined devil body and the Blue Devil Clan's Aura Altar, his insistence on speaking inside the Dragon Slash Platform indicated a matter of great importance. Clearly, he wanted to ensure that no one else would overhear their exchange.

"Yes, it must remain confidential," Tianzang affirmed with gravity.

"Very well!"

Yu Yuan was decisive. His Yang God, which resided within the Dragon Slash Platform, swiftly emerged, enveloping Tianzang's soul shadow with his own life force and drawing it inside.

At the burial site of the Frost Dragon, near the Cold Abyss Entrance, a male infant cried out hungrily. Upon arrival, Tianzang's azure soul shadow cast a curious glance at the unusual infant but refrained from questioning. Instead, he got straight to the point: "Someone has summoned you to the Desolate Swamp, asking you to enter the Destruction Den and assist in slaying a formidable being."

Yu Yuan was taken aback.

"Don't inquire about the identity of the summoner or the target. Simply make your way to the Desolate Swamp and step into the Destruction Den," Tianzang explained hastily, pre-empting any questions. "Your Yin God is currently engaged in a council at the Ascension Mountain Range. Your true body, Yang God, and Yin God are interconnected. If you learn here who has summoned you and who is to be killed, your Yin God will instantly become aware."

"To avoid any unnecessary complications, it's best that you remain oblivious until your true body has left the Vast Expanse."

"When your true form and Yang God depart along with the Dragon Slash Platform, the connection with your Yin God will naturally sever. At that moment, your Yang God and true form will instantly understand the whole story."

Tianzang's expression was gravely serious.

Yu Yuan paused for just a few seconds on the Dragon Slash Platform before nodding and declaring, "I'm on my way!"

The only links to the Destruction Den were through the two other dens refined by the Queen. One was the Death Nest located in the Dark Wing Starfield, and the other was the Rebirth Nest, which the Luan Bird had taken to the sacred land of the Dark Elfkind.

The Destruction Nest was situated in the Great Swamp, the Death Nest in the Dark Wing Starfield, and the Rebirth Nest had been placed within the Dark Elfkind's Holy Land.

This arrangement was designed to forge connections between the Great Swamp, the Winged Race, and the Dark Elfkind.

The Luan Bird had removed the Rebirth Nest from the Great Swamp in an effort to rescue Brie, whose bloodline had degraded following severe injury.

Whether he traveled to the Death Nest via the Destruction Nest or ended up at the Rebirth Nest within Dark Elfkind territory, Yu Yuan was confident that Chen Qinghuang was aware of it.

With that in mind, he saw no reason to hesitate.

"May everything go smoothly."

Tianzang was decisive. Once he saw Yu Yuan's acceptance, he gestured for him to depart immediately.

He had come solely to deliver a message and apparently had other pressing matters to attend to.

"It appears that significant events are unfolding in the starry expanse beyond the Great Swamp," Yu Yuan mused.

"It's a rare occasion when the most powerful beings of the Great Swamp are all engaged in that council," Tianzang remarked with a low chuckle before leaving the Dragon Slash Platform. "It's an opportunity of a lifetime. They're bound to seize the chance to act while outside. Moreover, your departure from the Desolate Swamp will go unnoticed, thanks to the Desolate God's vigilance."

"Except for the Desolate God, everyone else will still believe you're within the Great Swamp, yet to emerge."

Tianzang's spirit left the Dragon Slash Platform and without another word, he soared directly toward the Fallen Moon Forbidden Area.

Yu Yuan wasted no time. Before Tianzang had fully vanished, he harnessed the temporal and spatial powers of the Dragon Slash Platform and surged into the Desolate Swamp.

Upon locating the nest radiating a destructive aura within the Great Swamp, he leapt down without hesitation.

No sooner had he entered the Death Nest than his spatial ability enveloped him, whisking him away to a mysterious location in the outside world.

...

At the mouth of a deep valley in the Ascension Mountain Range, the Old Ape perched on a stone, puffing on a dry pipe, cast a sidelong glance at Yu Yuan's Yin God.

Yu Yuan feigned ignorance.

At that moment, his true form and Yang God, along with the Dragon Slash Platform, had just departed from the Death Nest in the Great Swamp.

Being the true ruler of the Great Swamp, the Desolate God was privy to every movement within this microcosm.

The Old Ape was puzzled, unable to fathom why Yu Yuan would hastily leave the Boundless Human Race at such a critical juncture, nor where he intended to go.

Meanwhile, many others, both human and demon, were still reeling from the profound impact of Zhong Chichen's, the Space-time Dragon's, parting words.

"The Qilin is better off dead sooner rather than later!"

Zhong Chichen had not only claimed two divine seats, but he also had a nominee in mind—the Qilin from the Demon Palace.

His animosity toward the Demon Race was palpable. By singling out the Qilin and asserting that the human race had already sacrificed enough, he was clearly inciting strife between the Boundless Human Race and the Demon Race.

Yet...

As the highest-ranking human of the Cold Abyss Entrance vanished, meaningful glances involuntarily shifted toward the tiger representing the Demon Palace.

Lee Tianxin was no more, Zhu Zhen had fallen to Youyu, and Gu Xingkui had also met his end recently.

Ji Tianyu of the Profound Sky Sect, under Han Miaoyuan's guidance, was preparing to willingly relinquish her divine seat.

As Zhong Chichen had pointed out, the human race had already paid a steep price, while the Demon Palace had yet to endure any significant losses.

The Demon Gods sat unscathed within the Demon Palace, and Yu Zhu, with her partial demon lineage, had successfully achieved divinity.

Her ascent was undoubtedly bolstered by the support of the Demon Phoenix.

The Peak experts gathered knew all too well that the more potent the blood energy of those with demon lineage, the greater the boon to the Demon Phoenix.

In essence, Yu Zhu's rise to divinity also amplified the Demon Phoenix's power!

The Demon Palace, along with the ancient demon race the Demon Phoenix represents, not only remained unscathed but also reaped significant benefits amidst the crisis in the Cold Domain.

Now, with the Cold Domain urgently needing two fresh divine seats, Ji Tianyu's offer of one to the Demon Palace seems entirely fair and reasonable.

Moreover, Zhong Chichen's words ring true—the Qilin is indeed getting on in years.

The Qilin is neither a Demon Phoenix nor a Cold Domain Bear from beyond the skies, nor is he an exception like Taishi. The Qilin's time will come to an end.

Since death is inevitable and not far off, it might as well be embraced!

"To tell you the truth, aside from his unwavering loyalty, that old fellow doesn't have much else to offer now."

The Old Ape, puffing on his pipe, let out a sinister chuckle. As a Demon God of the demon race, he was fanning the flames at this critical moment. "There's absolute trust in the Old Qilin, and he's been treated well. But his long tenure in this position has been unremarkable in recent years."

A cruel smile played on the Desolate God's lips. "Clinging to his post, yet too fearful of death to clash with the peak experts of other races. Rather than that, it's better to free up the divine seat for Loong Jie or the Space-time Dragon."

"From my perspective, these two dragons becoming Dragon Gods might cause us future headaches. But the warriors from the other races out there will likely find them even more troublesome."

He, who had never seen eye to eye with the Demon Palace or the Demon Phoenix, surprisingly took the initiative to declare his stance before anyone else.

He was in favor of letting the Qilin pass on!

"Cough, cough..."

From within the Profound Dao Flag, Han Miaoyuan first cast an approving look at the Desolate God, finding his argument sound and echoing his own sentiments.

The more he observed the Old Ape who had taken over the Great Swamp, the more agreeable he appeared. "You make a compelling point. I won't weigh in on the Qilin's other affairs, but it's clear that he's truly aged and lacks vitality."

The White Divine Tiger, speaking on behalf of the Demon Palace, felt the gaze of all the formidable individuals present and hesitantly began, "I..."

He abruptly halted, as if he had just received a telepathic message from the Demon Phoenix.

Then, he, who was not adept at such debates, spoke with a rigid face, "She has said that the Qilin has been sent to the Outer Star River and will not return for some time."

"She also mentioned..."

The Sky Tiger paused briefly, then continued, "She also made it clear to Qilin before his departure that he should ignore all summons, even hers. He was instructed to disregard any orders from the Demon Palace as well."

Upon hearing this, the crowd was in an uproar.

No one had anticipated such a tactic from the Demon Phoenix! She had dispatched the Qilin to outer space with explicit instructions not to return, even if she herself called for him.

What did this imply?

She likely had an inkling of the potential upheavals and accidents that could occur during the council.

'If you wish for Qilin's demise, I'll ensure he never returns,' she seemed to say, 'ignoring all commands and summons.'

This was an outright defiance!

In the Demon Palace's ranks, the Sky Tiger had earned his stripes with numerous feats of valor and was in the prime of his life. A fierce warrior, he was both willing and able to engage in battle, making him an irreplaceable asset to the Boundless Human Race.

No one would wish for the Sky Tiger's death, and with Qilin absent, what of her?

That was beyond anyone's consideration.

"Her arrangements are quite improper," Han Miaoyuan grumbled from within the Profound Dao Flag, barely containing his anger and dissatisfaction. "I will secure one divine seat. But she, if she does not wish to see the Boundless Human Race fall, must assume responsibility for another!"

All eyes remained fixed on the White Divine Tiger, as if trying to discern the Demon Phoenix's thoughts and intentions through him.

Regrettably, no one could fathom what the Demon Phoenix was truly contemplating or planning.

"She said..."

As the Sky Tiger began to speak once more, everyone sensed a tremor in the voice of the usually ferocious beast.

The assembly was deeply shaken, their expressions turning grave. They could tell from the tiger's tone that the forthcoming revelation was bound to be earth-shattering, potentially altering the entire landscape of the Boundless Human Race.

"She mentioned that although the Qilin is indeed nearing its twilight, within the Boundless Human Race, there's someone who has held a divine position for years without significant achievements. The Qilin is bound to die, sooner or later. Yet, humans possess eternal life, and still, they covet more, too fearful to risk their lives against the alien races. Such existence brings no benefit to the vastness of life."

"Perhaps it's better to meet death sooner rather than later."

No sooner had these words fallen than a jarring cry of a phoenix erupted from deep within the Primordial Yang Sect.

Faces around turned ashen, and even Lin Daoke's eyes snapped open at the sound.

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