Longevity Chronicles

Who could have imagined?

Yin Qiye actually rebelled.

Now wielding the Magical Treasures he provided, leading the army that he and his son had painstakingly cultivated, they were undermining his grand plan.

Fungus Demons, the Heavenly Demon Army, locked in fierce combat, were rapidly losing numbers.

On the other hand, Tao Qian also took drastic measures.

Repeatedly unleashing the Demon Cleansing Sword Intent, those Ten Thousand Demons that gathered to gnaw at him after being sent flying were immediately dispersed by the crimson pillar-like sword light.

Star Zha transporting... Counterfeiting the Universe in the Sleeve with the Holy Embryo Bag to collect the disaster-stricken civilians, throwing them into the Fish-Dragon Sky River... Demon Cleansing... The cycle repeated incessantly.

In less than dozens of breaths, when everyone looked at the camps again, they were startled to find them utterly empty.

Four million civilians!

Not a single one remained; all were transferred to the Secret Realm of All People by Tao Qian, in collaboration with Tianjiang Immortal.

Although hundreds of thousands also met with disaster, when the last one turned into a fish-dragon and fell into Sky River,

Tao Qian immediately underwent a transformation.

The very conspicuous Dragon Face, double pupils, and Big Belly—these three distinct features vanished in an instant.

Had Tao Qian not acted swiftly, connecting his Secret Demon Transformation Technique seamlessly, his true identity might have been exposed.

"Heavenly Venerate above, your disciple has survived the second calamity."

As Tao Qian rejoiced internally, his body surged tumultuously once again.

To overcome this second calamity, Tao Qian had spared no effort, deploying all means at his disposal and not hesitating to bear unimaginable debts, borrowing majestic mana from the Heavenly Venerate time and again, fighting until nearly exhausted.

Those myriad Alien Demons, although restrained by Tao Qian's Demon Cleansing Sword Intent, were all tough and resilient; he chopped at them from east to west, and from west to east until his eyes were dry, but only managed to kill around a thousand.

Such fatigue and hardships.

Now, the time for harvest had come.

He couldn't afford to rest; the familiar sensation arrived suddenly.

His body trembled, in a trance for a moment.

Tao Qian suddenly saw within the Secret Realm of All People, as well as in Demon City, the many commoners and disaster victims all cheering, crying tears of joy.

Hovering between life and death, saved by an Immortal, their hearts were filled with gratitude.

Thus, a marvelous aura was born.

Compared to the time in Southern Yue, it was a surge of Human Dao Destiny nearly equal in magnitude, which suddenly took shape and split in two.

A smaller portion went directly toward the entire Secret Realm of All People.

The remaining majority, about seventy percent, rushed towards Tao Qian.

This time, without Bai Qin to explain, the voice transmission from Tianjiang Immortal resonated:

"It was largely thanks to the young friend's efforts that we were able to save these four million disaster victims."

"This flow of Human Dao Destiny should rightfully be yours."

With this voice transmission, the flow of destiny entered his body.

Tao Qian's body, already tumultuous from surviving the calamity, became even more frenzied.

Within his No-leak Body, the elements began to refine anew, truly a world-shaking transformation.

Sensing the change within, Tao Qian's face showed delight.

He knew the rules; those who survived calamities were bound to receive benefits.

Especially after surviving the first calamity previously, he vaguely felt he had grasped another knack.

The benefits were likely bestowed by the Heavenly Venerate.

If so, he might as well ask for something even better.

The child who cries loudest gets the most milk; Tao Qian felt no shame in this at all.

His skin was no thinner than his Master's, perhaps even thicker.

Thus, at this moment, Tao Qian couldn't care that he was still on the battlefield, promptly starting to mumble in his mind.

"Heavenly Venerate above, your disciple has gone to great lengths to save those four million civilians, overcoming this second calamity was truly not easy."

"Moreover, it's foreseeable that I will be troubled by many powers and mighty beings after this, that bothersome Taishang Primordial Demon Manifestation Saint True Monarch will definitely not spare your disciple."

"Your disciple has incurred a huge debt to the Heavenly Venerate and will be hunted down afterwards; I hope the Heavenly Venerate will pity your disciple's merciful heart and bestow some superior Divine Power Talents..."

As he uttered the third sentence, Tao Qian thought for a moment.

Then, at the bottom of his heart, he devoutly prayed, "If you could relieve your disciple of that mana debt, it would be even better; if that's not possible, forgiving thirty to fifty percent would also be greatly appreciated."

Tao Qian's internal upheaval was intense, yet there was no outward sign, so nobody paid any attention.

He was happy to keep it that way, feeling the surge of mana and the arrival of Divine Powers.

Meanwhile, along with everyone else, he turned his gaze to Ling Qi, whose schemes had utterly collapsed.

The removal of four million civilians was not just the end of Ling Qi's hopes for Blood Sacrifice; it was adding insult to injury.

Tianjiang Immortal, one of the Three Immortals of the Great Wilderness, a hidden cultivator of the Primordial Sect, was a bona fide powerhouse of the Ultimate Happiness Realm. He had been occupied with controlling the Fish-Dragon Sky River until now.

Now that the disaster victims had all left, he had no more reservations.

As the final stretch of the Tianjiang flowed into the Secret Realm, a bright light flashed, and everyone's gaze involuntarily fell upon the middle-aged cultivator. He wore a profound yellow magic robe, donned an Iron Crown, and possessed an antique charm.

First, the Great Strength Demon-Slaying Immortal Saber, thrown from a distance by Lingwa, was firmly subdued by Tianjiang Immortal, who controlled two Exotic Treasures. He then took out a silver-white hoop, ensnared the ferocious treasure within, subdued its fierce power, and, with a sweep of his robe, collected it.

The Mutated Ten Thousand Demons were even more straightforwardly brutal. He summoned a "Huangquan River" that swept across the sky and pressed each and every Alien Demon into the riverbed, plugging the water's eyes.

After completing these tasks, Tianjiang Immortal finally turned around to face Ling Qi, whose figure was already staggering, his face contorted to the extreme, and spoke,

"Ling Qi, my young friend, please pass on a message when the Primordial Demon True Monarch Daoist returns."

"His Immortal Slaying Halberd and these Demon lords have all been claimed by me, Tianjiang Immortal Li Bing."

"If he wants them back, he is welcome to come and ask for them."

What is called dominance? This is it.

Forcefully taking the Magical Treasure of Taishang Primordial Demon Manifestation Saint True Monarch and leaving a message. If he wants it back, he must come in person to ask for it.

It seemed polite, but in reality, it was outright imperious.

Of course, this was just the thought of the tens of thousands of Cultivators and Demons trapped within the Demon City.

Within Tao Qian's embrace, upon hearing these words, Yuan Gong directly let out a snicker.

"Heh, Tianjiang Immortal truly lives up to being of the Primordial Sect, always good at judging the situation and boasting."

"If it hadn't been for your sacrifice of the Nine Toad Bead earlier to aid him, Ling Qi would have been directly chopped by the old man Lingwa's Immortal Slaying Halberd."

"Now he dares to speak boldly because the remaining Weng Zhong and Copper Tripod are about to return, and he also knows that Lingwa has been severely beaten by Kongchan and must be injured. That's his reliance."

"Listen to me, young man. Do not get involved with people from the Primordial Sect; you will get cheated."

Receiving these sentences, the corners of Tao Qian's mouth twitched slightly.

Just as he was about to respond, suddenly, he sensed something and abruptly looked ahead.

He saw the green light Flashing; tender white roots suddenly shot out from the ground and in the blink of an eye, coalesced into a semi-grown youth covered in green slime, with a sausage mouth.

Shan Jiu!

Before Tao Qian could ask what was happening, he first saw the look of astonishment rarely shown on the face of the Wild Leek Demon.

He was even somewhat stuttering, tilting his body, pointing towards the eastern region of the Demon City, that is, in the direction of the sea, and started to narrate, haltingly.

It was fine at the beginning, but not long after listening, Tao Qian's expression also changed dramatically.

Almost at this very moment, both Tianjiang Immortal, who was about to do something, and Ling Qi, who had been ridiculed, sensed something and their reactions were starkly different.

Tianjiang Immortal suddenly turned his head towards the coastal region of the Demon City, where a thunderous roar was rapidly approaching.

"Hahaha... Fortune favors the bold, heaven hasn't abandoned me."

"I, Ling Qi, am the true image of a Saint, with talented and extraordinary individuals coming forth to join me, only to help me ascend to the great treasure and continue the fortune of the Longevity Heavenly Dynasty. I'd like to see who can stop me? Who dares stop me?"

Upon hearing these two sentences, everyone thought that Prince Zhao had gone mad.

But soon, tens of thousands of Cultivators and Demons, as well as the representatives of the seventy-two provinces forcibly brought to watch the event, including the elders sent by the Imperial City Retired Emperor, all heard the thunderous roar and turned to look towards the coastal region.

There they saw a rare spectacle unfolding:

The sea and sky merging as one!

These four words had actually come true.

A hundred zhang high? No, a tsunami a thousand zhang high was suddenly assaulting their way.

At the peak of the tsunami was a majestic Golden Ship.

At the bow stood a figure.

Beneath the ship was blood-red water and corpses.

One after another, countless densely packed corpses of the Human Clan were overflowing in the tsunami, the piled-up bodies.

Their clothing differed slightly from those of the Longevity Heavenly Dynasty, but the facial features were unmistakably those of the Tian Chao people.

They seemed to have suffered unimaginable torture before death, drained of blood, their faces twisted with resentment, unwillingness, and despair mixing together. Ghostly wails and godly howls echoed with the bloody tsunami that connected to the sky, advancing toward Demon City in a sight that obscured the sun.

This scene left countless people stupefied with fear.

But upon seeing this, Ling Qi was filled with near-madness joy.

The Heaven Rank, which had been gradually fading due to the interruption of the Blood Sacrifice, was now rapidly recovering.

And it was becoming incredibly solid.

On the battlefield, despite Tao Qian's foresight, he still couldn't utter a word in the face of these millions of Resentful Corpses.

Tao Qian just stared at the top of the tsunami, at the figure on that majestic Golden Ship, and slowly uttered a name.

"Alchemist, Huang Chong!"