God-Tier Fishing System-Chapter 634

When Pyra heard Kara’s words, the charm in her eyes flickered with unmistakable surprise.

She subconsciously glanced at Ethan, then cast a questioning look.

Ethan did not explain.

He merely nodded once.

That single nod was enough.

Pyra’s expression immediately became solemn. She stepped forward, cupped her hands respectfully, and bowed toward the towering sacred tree. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Little demon Pyra greets Senior Sacred Tree."

The branches of the Hibiscus Sacred Tree swayed gently, leaves rustling like flowing silk.

"You are the Ghost Flame Insect Mother born within the ruins," the gentle voice echoed.

"I did not expect you to have grown to this extent, nor that you would become another’s spiritual pet."

"That is not a bad thing."

"Follow Ethan and walk the path beyond this valley. It will only benefit your cultivation."

The voice drifted like a spring breeze, soft yet carrying unquestionable authority.

"Understood."

Pyra nodded without hesitation.

Her heart beat faster for reasons she could not explain.

If even the Hibiscus Sacred Tree acknowledged Ethan so directly, then this man’s destiny was undoubtedly extraordinary.

As long as she did not court death and served him well, reaching the Perfect Demon Lord realm in the future was not an empty dream.

As for the Demon Emperor realm...

She did not dare to dream so far.

Stability was already enough.

"Morwen, begin," Kara said softly.

Morwen nodded, placed her palm upon the stone platform, and urged her demonic energy forward.

Still, nothing happened.

The runes remained silent.

"What a pity." Kara sighed quietly.

Morwen withdrew her hand, her expression filled with regret.

Ethan gestured toward Pyra.

Pyra stepped forward and tried as well.

The result was identical.

No reaction.

It was as if the stone platform was a dead object, completely unresponsive to everyone present.

"It seems none of us are destined," Ethan said calmly.

The group stepped back from the stone platform, accepting the result.

At that moment—

Ethan frowned.

A trace of an extremely faint yet eerily familiar aura brushed past his perception.

It was subtle, deeply concealed, yet unmistakable.

"This is...?"

His pupils shrank slightly.

"The Celestial Jade Physique Scripture."

"And the aura of the Eight Trigrams."

Ethan’s expression changed instantly.

Without hesitation, a dagger appeared in his hand.

He pressed the blade against his palm.

Blood flowed.

After pushing his body with the Celestial Jade Physique Scripture to the extreme, his blood carried a faint golden glow..

Drops of blood fell onto the smooth central disk.

The moment they touched the surface, they spread outward like ink in water.

Then—

The runes lit up.

One by one.

Lines of light raced across the stone platform, connecting, interlocking, and finally forming a complete pattern.

Only then did Ethan see it clearly.

These were not random runes.

They were the Eight Trigrams.

Refined to their most rigid, symmetrical, and abstract form.

Click, click, click.

A crisp mechanical sound echoed.

The stone platform split apart along four precise seams, sliding outward with perfect alignment.

The circular disk at the center slowly rose.

Below it, a mass of bloody light surged upward.

Thump.

Thump.

A deep, powerful sound echoed from within—like a heartbeat... or a war drum.

With each beat, the surrounding air trembled.

The Hibiscus Sacred Tree, which had remained calm throughout everything, suddenly wavered.

For the first time since awakening, her emotions stirred.

The vast crown of the sacred tree shook violently, leaves crashing together like waves.

Light blue radiance fell like snow, illuminating the entire valley.

"Why...?"

"When this child first appeared, I already used my methods to peer into fate."

"His destiny clearly had nothing to do with that boy Sage."

"So why... can he still activate the inheritance?"

The Hibiscus Sacred Tree pondered in silence.

Her branches slowly extended, circling Ethan.

They were like countless green eyes, quietly observing him.

Then, one branch reached out and gently tapped the back of Ethan’s head.

A green rune flashed into existence.

Then vanished.

"...This?"

In that instant, the Hibiscus Sacred Tree’s perception was flooded with gray mist.

Fate blurred.

"I can no longer see through this child’s destiny."

"What happened to him?"

"The once-clear path of fate... was severed in an instant?"

A deeper green light radiated from the sacred tree.

This was no calm glow.

It was confusion.

And unease.

The Hibiscus Sacred Tree did not stop.

She invoked her miraculous power once more.

This time, the entire valley shook.

Her crown swayed violently, light intensifying until it formed a dazzling aurora that pierced the night.

The radiance carried ancient authority, forcibly dispersing the murderous red tide beyond the valley and illuminating half the sky of the Training Trial Secret Realm.

Trying to glimpse the truth.

Trying to see what kind of monstrous cause and effect surrounded this human.

Yet—

Nothing.

The fog thickened.

At the same moment.

Outside the Training Trial Secret Realm.

At the sealed entrance.

Night had fallen.

Countless experts from the Palace of the Four Cycles had long established their encampment.

Fires burned brightly, illuminating vast stretches of forest.

Tents stood in orderly rows, with demon beasts grouped in squads, quietly waiting.

Those true Demon Lords had opened temporary caves in the surrounding mountains, lying in ambush like coiled serpents.

The Sky family was sealed.

The net was drawn tight.

Everyone knew this would not be resolved quickly.

Rumble.

A dull sound rolled across the heavens.

The clear night sky abruptly darkened, turning leaden and oppressive.

Thick clouds swallowed the stars.

Then—

The wind howled.

Thunder roared.

Lightning split the sky.

Rain poured down in torrents, dense as falling beads.

In an instant, the night seemed to collapse into a waterfall of rain.

Bang!

A deafening thunderclap exploded.

Many of the demons below jolted in shock, their scalps prickling.

Lightning after lightning tore down from the sky.

Valerius, meditating within his cave, opened his eyes.

In a single step, he vanished.

The next instant, he stood atop a mountain peak.

One by one, the other palace masters and powerful figures appeared beside him, floating in midair with hands behind their backs.

The violent thunder evaporated the moment it touched their auras.

"This is no ordinary thunder," Valerius said coldly, staring upward.

The thunder was tinged with gold.

Boom!

A bolt of golden lightning descended.

Only to vanish midair, as if severed by an invisible blade.

Immediately afterwards, the dark clouds in the night sky began to roll.