Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?!

Chapter 834: Chapter 447: 7th Life: Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor, Heavenly God Inheritor! (Part 2)

Lu Yuan was not anxious, finding a place to quietly wait, he silently circulated his Divine Power, adjusting his status to its peak.

Although the True Demon Array’s pressure was terrifying, he possessed the experience of many reincarnations, granting him an extremely fearful adaptability.

The longer he stayed here, the weaker the suppression effect of the array became on him.

As for Ancient Profound and these Reincarnated Immortal Venerables, since they dared to enter here, they clearly had their own means and were not hurried for the moment.

As time passed, more and more strong persons gathered here.

Those who could set foot here were no less than beings of high skill.

Either Reincarnated Immortal Venerables or genuine Tribulation Immortal Venerables.

Lu Yuan glanced around, and amongst the crowd, he saw the Cyan Robed Daoist who had previously mocked the Divine Attendant Sect.

This person’s cultivation was unfathomable; the array’s pressure, frightening to the crowd, was nonexistent to him, as if it never existed.

"Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor, why has he come?"

His sudden appearance made Ancient Profound and his group change their expressions slightly, feeling extremely troubled within.

In the entire Immortal Realm, even after countless eras, only a few hundred can enter the Tribulation Immortal Venerable realm.

The common folk may not know the origins of this Cyan Robed Daoist, but Ancient Profound as a Reincarnated Immortal Venerable knew his background.

The Cyan Robed Daoist seemed ethereal and transcendental, like a recluse sage, but his true form was an Ancient Cyan Flood Dragon.

It is said in the Ancient Era, he was once a Spirit Pet kept by the Daluo Immortal Ancestor of the Five Elements Immortal Sect, long following the Ancestor and attaining much Daluo True Inheritance.

After the fall of the Daluo Immortal Ancestor,

the Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor regained his freedom, successfully entering the Second Transformation Immortal Venerable realm with accumulated deep foundation.

Now he dominates the Chaotic Demon Star Realm; almost no one dares provoke him, enjoying a carefree, joyful life.

Among Ancient Profound’s group, even in their peak years, the strongest was only Second Transformation Immortal Venerable.

Now reincarnated for cultivation, not yet fully restored in power, how could they match the Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor?

"The significance of the Immortal Venerable Divine Collection is extraordinary; it seems many want a share,"

Ancient Profound said in a bitter tone.

Just as he expected, besides the Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor, the Demon Race also boldly intruded with three Venerable strong persons.

These three Demon Race Venerable’s aura was as deep as the sea and their power was no weaker than the Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor, extremely aggressive, intent on clearing all others out.

"This place is a critical ground of our Demon Race, how can it permit your petty acts?"

"If you know what’s good for you, leave immediately, or I will ensure you come but never return!"

A Three-Eyed Demon Venerable, with overflowing arrogance, shouted fiercely.

The Supreme True Demon Array was originally created by the strong ones of the Demon Realm; being within it, not only did it not suppress them, it was like a fish in water, increasing their power further!

"Why bother talking nonsense; since this crowd does not know the good from bad, directly subdue and kill them,"

The Asura Demon Venerable, with crimson eyes and emanating fierce killing intent, was more aggressive, declaring to leave no one.

The Asura Demon Race is one of the strongest races in the Demon Realm.

This race has a strong bloodline, wild and battle-crazed, natural cold-blooded killers.

Moreover, the Asura Demon Race loves tormenting enemies, their cruel means frighten even other demons, making them ashamed.

"That’s right; I’ve tasted many Human Race True Immortals; it’s time to try what Immortal Venerable flesh is like."

The remaining Four-Armed Snake Demon Venerable stretched out a long scarlet snake tongue, licking his lips, a glint of greed in his vertical pupils.

"Also that Cyan Robed Daoist, I smell the scent of kin on him."

"If we can keep him, maybe we could produce even stronger offspring."

Snakes are inherently lustful.

And Four-Armed Snake Demons are hermaphroditic; as long as there’s a suitable candidate, they never miss a chance to reproduce.

But upon hearing this, the Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor became furious, seemingly greatly insulted, immediately striking out forcefully.

"Crack!"

The void shook violently, the Immortal Venerable Law manifested, forming into a dragon claw, directly suppressing the Four-Armed Snake Demon.

This dragon claw was vivid and exuding overwhelming dragon might.

Though it was a four-claw, it was almost indistinguishable from an actual Five-Clawed True Dragon.

The power of this move could destroy worlds; if performed outside, one strike could easily obliterate an entire star system.

Even though the Immortal Burial Valley had array suppression, the power of this strike could not be underestimated.

Feeling the terrifying force, the Four-Armed Snake Demon became somewhat wary, simultaneously forming seals with his four arms, creating a peculiar Dharma Seal.

"Buzz!"

As soon as this Dharma Seal formed, the True Demon Array immediately reacted.

The endless array pressure was manipulated by the Hand Seal, compressing from all sides, causing the dragon claw to sink as if in mud, its speed extremely slow.

But from Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor’s body, a dragon’s roar also resounded.

The next moment.

The dragon claw burst with dazzling cyan light, its power suddenly surged, and it descended fiercely from the sky, slamming hard on the Four-armed Snake Demon.

"Bang!"

As the strike landed, the entire earth shook violently.

The Four-armed Snake Demon seemed to be struck by lightning, his body flew backward, immediately spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood!

"Courting death!"

A trace of ferocity flashed across Asura Demon Venerable’s face, his figure dashed forth, wildly charging at Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor, engaging in close combat.

Their speed was extremely fast.

In almost the blink of an eye, the two exchanged countless blows.

Then followed a collision that shook the heavens and earth.

Their figures retreated back to their original positions, as if nothing had happened.

Only from the claw marks on Asura Demon Venerable and the torn Daoist robe of Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor could one perceive how fierce the battle just now was!

"Is this the might of the Second-Turned Immortal Venerable?"

"Ancient Profound was indeed correct, One Turn, One Layer Heaven, even within the Immortal Venerable Realm, the difference is as vast as clouds and mud."

Lu Yuan pondered solemnly to himself.

The Second-Turned Immortal Venerable had passed through nine great tribulations, compared to those who have just entered the Immortal Venerable Realm.

Their flesh bodies are immortal, their True Spirits indestructible, they can mobilize more of the Law Origin, and cannot be opposed by ordinary Immortal Venerables.

According to Lu Yuan’s estimation.

Even if his Divine Body reached Great Success, he might not be a match for the opponent in a single bout.

Unless he spared no cost and wielded the Power of the Supreme Law, only then could he barely contend with a Second-Turned Immortal Venerable.

"Both of you, let’s strike together to exterminate these ignorant ants!"

The Four-armed Snake Demon, having returned to the battlefield, spoke coldly.

His thick skin and tough flesh were indestructible, and he sustained only minor injuries in the previous encounter.

But Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor had publicly disgraced him, a humiliation he could not swallow.

For the suggestion from the Four-armed Snake Demon, both Three-Eyed Demon Venerable and Asura Demon Venerable were quite tempted.

Although there were more than ten Star Alliance Immortal Venerable powerhouses present, most were Reincarnation Cultivation, their power not at the peak status, only Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor needed some caution.

On the Demon Race side, despite only three Venerable beings being present, they were the Second-Turned Demon Venerables, their power far surpassing everyone else.

With their power, if they joined forces, they might really be able to obliterate Ancient Profound and others.

But just as Asura Demon Venerable intended to make a move.

A few other figures hurried from afar, stopping not too far away.

Among them, an elderly man with white hair and beard, his aura not as powerful as Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor, but he also had the cultivation of the Second-Turned Immortal Venerable.

However, upon seeing this person, Cyan Flood Dragon Ancestor snorted coldly, apparently not fond of him.

For this person was the current Supreme Elder of the Divine Attendant Sect, Shepherd Ancestor!

Though the old man served as a Divine Servant, he harbored great ambitions, wishing to replace the shepherd Celestial God and become the master of the world.

Unfortunately.

The Divine Attendant Sect, in essence, was just a subordinate force composed of servants, how could the Celestial Divine Race possibly entrust the world’s heavy responsibilities to an outsider?

So, from beginning to end, it was merely their wishful thinking.

Besides.

Next to Shepherd Ancestor, there were three young figures.

These three had an extraordinary bearing, calm and confident.

Although they appeared young, their cultivation was earth-shattering, being Half-Step Immortal Venerables at a tender age.

Especially when everyone present saw the mysterious mark at the center of their brows, their expressions changed drastically, as if they had seen a ghost.

For that mark was supremely divine and holy, with a natural Dao rhythm, seeming to surpass the cosmos’s Ten Thousand Races, possessing the innate authority of life and death.

This was evidently the mark of a Direct Lineage Successor of the Celestial Divine Race!

In the presence of this mark.

No matter what cultivation Ancient Profound and others had, or which race they belonged to, in the depths of their hearts arose an irrepressible fear and desire to submit.

Their bodies trembled, their souls quivered.

They couldn’t help but want to prostrate themselves at its feet, begging for its forgiveness!