Chapter 117 Sea of Clouds
Chapter 117 Sea of Clouds
Yun Weiyang's expression remained unchanged as she calmly said, "Fate? That sounds rather frightening. Elder Nong, why don't you explain it to me?"
Nong Tingshi looked at Yun Weiyang, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly spoke.
"The first step in cultivating the Dragon Demon Sacred Armor Scripture is to choose someone to become your dragon seed. This dragon seed must also cultivate the Dragon Demon Sacred Armor Scripture. Only when these two people have mastered the Dragon Demon Sacred Armor Scripture, each evolving eleven demon dragon avatars, and finally competing with each other to become one, can they perfect the Dragon Demon Sacred Armor Scripture, evolve twelve demon dragon avatars, and condense the Heavenly Dao Fruit!"
Nong Tingshi looked at Yun Weiyang, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
"Old Monster Yan and I are fellow disciples. The dragon seed he chose is me."
Yun Weiyang's brows twitched slightly.
"So, Li Qinghe and I were your targets from the very beginning?"
Noriyuki City did not deny it.
"Li Qinghe is the most talented among the three hundred children I adopted. Unfortunately, she always wanted to escape from the Nine Nether Sect. I have taught her a lesson countless times, but she still doesn't learn her lesson. She was chased by Old Monster Yan's demonic dragon incarnation. I thought she had died outside, but I didn't expect her to come back to life. She has the bloodline curse of my forbidden chin on her body. I sensed it from the moment her consciousness was restored. That's why she brought you back to the Nine Nether Sect, hoping to use you to buy time."
Nong Tingshi's tone was stern, and a cold glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes.
"On the night you returned to the Nine Nether Sect, Qinghe had already been refined into his demonic dragon incarnation by Old Monster Yan. Although her foundation was damaged, she was still a real person and thus met the conditions to become a demonic dragon. From then on, Yan Qihui had eleven demonic dragon incarnations."
Yun Weiyang looked at Nongting City with a calm gaze.
"And what about you? You dared to go against Old Monster Yan, so you must have quite a few Demonic Dragon Incarnations at your disposal."
Nongting City's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of smugness.
"When you first entered the Ninefold Netherworld, I only had eight demonic dragon avatars. However, later, Yin Xuanling and Shang Yujin both passed the Nine Heavenly Tribulations. Old Monster Yan wanted to help me advance my cultivation further, and I had no choice but to accept. So now, I have ten demonic dragon avatars. What I lack is the 'Demon Seal Record' that you possess."
"Has Old Monster Yan collected all the demonic dragon incarnations from 'The Record of the Demonic Seal'?" Yun Weiyang asked, her tone somewhat surprised.
Nong Tingshi glanced at Yun Weiyang and nodded: "Naturally, back then, Old Monster Yan spread the 'Demon Seal Record' widely in the three minor worlds. All ten of his disciples mastered the 'Demon Seal Record,' and his eldest disciple successfully passed the Nine Heavens Tribulation and became Old Monster Yan's demon dragon incarnation. This happened two hundred years ago, and I am the only one in the entire Nine Nether Sect who knows about it."
Looking at Yun Weiyang, Nong Tingshi's tone was icy cold.
"I need you to help me forge the eleventh demonic dragon. Old Monster Yan needs me to help him perfect the evolution of the twelve demonic dragons. In the end, our hope of surviving the Three Nine Heavens Tribulation rests on you. Don't think that the Yellow Heaven Sect is enough to protect you. With eleven demonic dragons gathered together, their power is no weaker than that of ordinary celestial beings. Neither these four pillars nor the great formation outside can stop me, much less Yan Qihui."
Ten dragon shadows intertwined in Nongting City's eyes, and his voice turned cold.
"Be smart and go back to the Nine Nether Sect yourself. You'll at least have a dignified death."
Yun Weiyang looked at Nongting City, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"A dignified death? Like Yin Xuanling and Shang Yujin?"
Nong Tingshi remained silent, his eyes filled with murderous intent, his gaze so intense it made the air tremble.
Yun Weiyang waved her hand and chuckled softly.
"I will naturally return to the Nine Nether Sect, but not now. After all, I am not qualified to become your demonic dragon incarnation yet. Elder Nong, please go back and plead with the sect leader. In about ten years, I will return to the Nine Nether Sect. At that time, I hope the sect leader and elders will show mercy and leave me with a complete corpse."
After speaking, Yun Weiyang didn't wait for Nong Tingshi's response. With a flick of her sleeve, four-colored flames suddenly ignited around her, and the power from the Four Pillars of Heaven surged in like a tide, engulfing Nong Tingshi's figure.
The demonic dragon let out a defiant roar, struggled amidst the four-colored flames, transformed into a black light, and disappeared into the Yellow Millet Bell. The Yellow Millet Bell then trembled continuously under the scorching heat of the four-colored flames, cracked into several pieces, and its light dimmed.
Before the Yellow Heaven Palace, Yun Weiyang's aura surged, and the essence of the Great Calamity Scripture in her sea of consciousness shone like countless stars in the night sky. Every word was glowing and trembling, transforming into a strange and powerful force that transcended time.
Yun Weiyang gripped the Great Fate Sword in her right hand, and the eerie light on the sword suddenly surged. The pitch-black sword light was like a black pillar of light connecting heaven and earth, illuminating the entire Yellow Heaven Palace in darkness.
All around, the four pillars of the universe roared simultaneously. Azure light shot into the sky from the Azure Dragon pillar, crimson flames burned the sky from the Vermilion Bird pillar, platinum shone like a rainbow from the White Tiger pillar, and black water swirled from the Black Tortoise pillar. The four colors of light and flame intertwined to form a magnificent picture that dyed the sky a dazzling array of colors.
Four divine beasts broke free from the pillar: the Azure Dragon coiled, the Vermilion Bird spread its wings, the White Tiger roared, and the Black Tortoise coiled. The four divine beasts surrounded Yun Weiyang, lifting him into the air.
Yun Weiyang's consciousness suddenly burst out of her physical body, carrying trillions of Heavenly Demon Pills from her dantian, and merged with the Great Fate Sword.
The sword and the man merged, the elixir and the sword merged, and the three transformed into a wisp of dark light, tearing a pitch-black rift in the void.
The crack was filled with endless chaos and darkness, with only a sliver of starlight twinkling in the far distance. The Great Fate Sword let out a clear and melodious sword cry, its blade trembled, and transformed into a streak of black lightning that disappeared into the crack.
Before me stretched an endless sea of clouds.
A mighty river, as vast as the sea of clouds, stretches between heaven and earth, without source or end. The Great Fate Sword flows against the current, its deep sword light transforming into lightning, carving out a deep passage through the sea of clouds.
Wherever the sword light passed, the sea of clouds surged and boiled, and the torn clouds left a long white trail behind the sword, like a scar that stretched across the sky.
The sea of clouds broke apart, occasionally revealing magnificent scenes.
Two powerful beings clashed in the void. One was surrounded by five colors, like an ancient giant god, while the other had a dark river of the underworld surging beneath his feet, with countless ghosts and gods roaring. Between their palms, mountains and rivers collapsed, the sky caved in, and the land within a thousand miles was torn into countless fragments by the aftershocks, which were then reduced to dust in the next collision.
The human and demon races fought fiercely on the wasteland. Tens of thousands of cultivators and demon beasts clashed together, their blood staining the earth and their corpses piling up like mountains.
A giant star fell from the sky, leaving a long trail of flame, and crashed into a colossal city. The palaces within the city were reduced to ashes in the shockwave, the city walls collapsed, the earth cracked, and all living beings within a radius of a thousand miles vanished in an instant.
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