Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 759 - 503: The Demonic Body’s Unique Tao Achievement, Among Group Peaks I Stand Supreme!_3

What is powerful has never been the Holy Artifacts or Emperor Artifacts, but the people themselves!

The great wind subsided.

All returned to tranquility.

Within an hour after the East Supreme Saint's attack shattered the enemy, the Human Race had breached the Falling Abyss Holy Land.

From start to finish, it took just over ten hours—an astonishingly rapid pace!

Without much reorganization, under the supervision of the East Supreme Saint, the Human Race Army marched once more, advancing mightily towards the Dragon God Sacred Land, their momentum threatening to engulf millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

"Chaos Primordial Qi floating."

"Mountains and rivers sink and rise in this era."

"A million strong army united against demons."

"Sun, moon, and stars all come to shine."

Standing alone before the Purple Gold Dragon Palace War Room, the East Supreme Saint's black hair danced wildly as he looked down upon all beings.

The excessively smooth progression swept away years of oppression, and he couldn't help but softly compose a poem.

While achieving final victory is undeniably a source of immense joy, the anticipation of that certain victory, just before it is realized, brings an even more profound elation.

SHIMMERING...

Purple Gold Divine Light scattered before the Purple Gold Dragon Palace War Room, bathing the pitch-black and gloomy sky in unparalleled brightness.

Demon Saints fled desperately for their lives, while the Human Clan Saints, steering the war rooms constructed from Holy Arrays and Holy Artifacts, roared past with ferocious might.

At that moment, the East Supreme Saint listened to the indignant roars and scornful curses of the Demon Saints.

Yet to him, it was as pleasing as drinking fine wine, savoring exquisite food, or admiring beautiful women—truly one of life's great pleasures.

"WAHAHAHA!" A hearty laugh burst forth from the East Supreme Saint's mouth.

His laughter was piercing, infecting one Human Clan Saint after another. Everyone's spirits were lifted, and they felt incredibly optimistic about the future.

With such an overwhelming advantage, how could we possibly lose? This is one for the ages!

A sense of forthcoming joy filled the hearts of the Human Clan Saints.

The Dragon God Sacred Land was known as the foremost Holy Land of the Demon Clan in this age.

Within it lay numerous Divine Powers and treasures, as well as the ancient method of harnessing the Origin of the Stars.

If one could breach it and obtain the Creation within, it would greatly enhance their cultivation, extend their Life Span, and even add a Saintly vein to their own Tao Heritage!

While on the charge, the East Supreme Saint took out a Communicating Sky Bug from within his body's Cave Heaven, entered the Treasured Yellow Heaven, and declared with dominance to the Saints of the world:

"Xuan Guangqiao, your time of death has come!

"If you do not want the Demon Clan to be completely overturned and destroyed, then bind yourself and surrender. Prostrate and kneel with every step, and worship the spirits of our Human Race heroes! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"I guarantee, with my honor and on the reputation of my father, the Dragon Sun Emperor, that if you, Xuan Guangqiao, bind yourself, I will not command an attack on the Great Moon Holy Land!!"

This was a display of both the hegemon's way and the king's way.

Conquering cities is inferior; conquering hearts is superior.

The East Supreme Saint not only arrived with overwhelming momentum but also employed a mix of hegemonic and kingly strategies, truly unsettling some of the Demon Saints.

After all, the war between the Human Race and Demon Clan had reached this stage, yet Xuan Guangqiao had not once appeared publicly, which was truly hard to justify.

Is such a person really worth the heavy price the Demon Clan is paying to protect him?

But such extreme-thinking Demon Saints were, after all, in the minority. The majority could still barely maintain their rationality.

Xuan Guangqiao was less than a hundred years old, having reached sainthood in less than thirty years.

So what if he is Destiny? Without sufficient time to grow, it's all but a Great Dream, a void!

It is their incompetence, not that Xuan Guangqiao is useless.

"SOB SOB..."

"Oh, vast heavens, why are you so unfair to the Demon Clan..."

An extremely old Demon Saint sobbed in the shadows, unable to contain himself.

Ever since the Dragon Sun Emperor stabilized the Heavenly Earth River, or rather, in every Great Era following the emergence of the Azure Lotus Heaven Lord, their Demon Clan had endured such a major catastrophe.

Now, their Demon Clan had finally produced a talent comparable to, or even surpassing, the Dragon Sun Emperor, yet he was destined to fall midway, unable to achieve Tao.

How unfair the heavens were to their Demon Clan, so unfair!!!

SIGH...

A sigh from a Demon Clan Master echoed.

Afterward, the Demon Saints looked at the "Xuan Guangqiao" who had just appeared, their expressions complex.

They did not realize that the "Xuan Guangqiao" before their eyes was a transformation of the Purple-Gold Furnace, but it didn't stop them from feeling regret.

They feared they truly could not protect such an extraordinarily talented Demon Clan Destiny...

In the face of such pressure, "Xuan Guangqiao" was expressionless.

He stood alone and desolate, his gaze deep as he stared into the distance.

Its mood, however, should have been joyful, for the real Xuan Guangqiao had already reached the expanse of Black Heaven.

As the saying goes, "Proximity to cinnabar makes one red; proximity to ink makes one black."

Although only a Holy Artifact, the Purple-Gold Furnace shared the same origin as Xuan Guangqiao and had inevitably been imbued with traces of his essence.

Therefore, controlling its expression was well within its capabilities.

「At the same time.」

「Black Heaven.」

This place was like a desolate expanse of outer space, utterly silent.

Countless stars and planets floated freely in Black Heaven, without any interaction, only silent darkness and cold solitude.

Here, terrifying spatial storms and Desolate Beasts appeared from time to time, posing constant threats.

The deadliest aspect was that this place continuously drew upon the Immortal Nuance of Saints, even their life essence, reducing their Life Span!

If one's strength had not reached the Great Saint Level, they simply could not enter this place.

Any non-Great Saint entering here would likely be killed immediately by either a major calamity or a Desolate Beast.

Even among Great Saints, only the top echelon possessed a sliver of power for self-preservation.

Old grounds revisited, just as in the past.