Chapter 264
"This is extremely difficult, even for those with great talent; it may take a lifetime, but that doesn't mean no one has succeeded."
Zongzhu?
Li Mo thought of the master of Qingyuan Sect, who had transformed from a sparrow into a majestic eagle.
He couldn't help but ponder.
The Zao Hua Seal might not assist him in furthering his deductions, perhaps because he has yet to fully comprehend the "Wukong Seeking the Dao Diagram"?
Or is it because he still lacks certain necessary conditions?
It seems he can only first perfect the Seventy-Two Transformations, grasp the Nimbus Cloud, and then give it another try...
Where there's a will, there's a way; what belongs to him will eventually be his, so there's no need to rush.
If he were to be overly anxious, what about those who started at a lower level and spent their entire lives only to reach their potential?
Reminding himself not to be greedy, Li Mo smiled and said, "Ice Tuozi, guess what form I want to deduce?"
"What?"
"Extreme Form!"
"Then I look forward to you being the first to deduce the Divine Form of the Great Dao."
Watching the boy speak so earnestly, Ying Bing rested her chin on one hand, her eyes filled with a hint of helplessness.
The childishness is back...
Hmm?
Li Mo was taken aback by her words.
So, Ice Tuozi meant that no one had ever transformed the Extreme Form into the Divine Form of the Great Dao by themselves?
Does that mean the Divine Forms of the Great Dao are all naturally born from the heavens and earth?
At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted at the entrance of the cave.
The demon kings, preparing to return to their clans, were bringing their kin to bid farewell.
"Thank you, Tian Jiao, thank you, Qing Luan Goddess."
"In the future, if there's anything we can help with in the Southern Wilderness, be sure to find our Giant Whale Clan."
"Please accept these few Sea Ginsengs..."
Well, they came bearing gifts.
...
Meanwhile.
In the Southern Wilderness, Senluo Valley.
This place is perpetually shrouded in toxic mists, and even those in the Divine Vision realm would be in grave danger if they inhaled even a little.
In the stone hall above, several flickering candle flames pierced the darkness. A dozen teams of priests wearing bronze masks ascended the steps. If Li Mo were present, he would recognize one of the priests from his last encounter.
At this moment, Han Zhen, dressed in a blood-red robe, sat beneath the bronze tree in the stone hall, one of his arms hanging limply.
"Have all the powers of sentient beings been collected?"
Han Zhen squinted, taking a deep breath.
The cloud-patterned jade vessels in the priests' hands seemed to come alive, swirling around him. Perhaps it was just an illusion, but his complexion appeared a bit healthier.
"Yes, it's more than before. How did you manage that?"
"Because the Divine Sons have all gone to the Floating Temple."
One priest replied, holding the jade vessel.
"Right, it’s about time they returned from the Floating Temple."
Han Zhen exhaled a heavy breath of pent-up frustration.
Having lost the Blood Phoenix Essence, he had long set his sights on the Jade Phoenix God, which was originally sent by the Great Shang and stored in the Floating Temple.
Unfortunately, Huai Kong was stubborn, and Shang Qin Qing was in cahoots with that bald donkey; otherwise, he wouldn't have needed to send Zhi Duo Luo and the others to retrieve it.
Thud—
A blood-red-eyed crow flew through the toxic mists and into the stone hall, transforming into a gaunt, pale middle-aged man.
"Why did you come back alone?"
This fourth-tier demon king was sent by Han Zhen to assist Zhi Duo Luo and the others.
A demon king is equivalent to a powerful human cultivator, so he should have been more than enough.
"Zhi Duo Luo is dead."
"Is there anyone else?"
"They're all the same."
"Impossible!"
Han Zhen sprang to his feet.
It was conceivable that Zhi Duo Luo might have escaped with the Jade Phoenix God, given the number of Divine Sons on the Potential Dragon List who had absorbed so much power from sentient beings, along with the means he provided.
How could they all have perished in the struggle for the Jade Phoenix God?
"What about the Jade Phoenix God?" Han Zhen glanced at the damaged bronze divine tree, seemingly confirming the matter, his tone turning icy.
"It was obtained by the Wu Mo of the Ming Jiao Clan and Ying Bing of the Qing Luan Clan."
The middle-aged man, transformed from the black crow, spoke softly.
Mo?!
Bing?!!!
The two words echoed in his ears like a thunderclap.
"What do they look like?!" Han Zhen's voice turned sharp.
"......"
The middle-aged crow plucked two of his feathers, which ignited spontaneously, turning to ash.
The ashes on the ground sketched out the appearances of the two.
Han Zhen was left in a daze.
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PS: Gift ranking is fourteenth; the audience's support and gifts have been overwhelming. Little Pu Jie bows in gratitude.
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Chapter 285: The Demons Worry for the Offspring of the Two
In the southern part of the Southern Wilderness.
On the edge of a steep cliff, a chilling wind seemed to blow from the abyss below, faintly carrying a hint of blood, sending shivers down one's spine.
"May the Great Wind God bless us with favorable weather in the coming year."
A group of villagers, led by a priest, knelt before the temple at the cliff's edge, bowing deeply.
Inside the temple stood a bronze statue, four feet tall, with a human face and bird body, its massive wings appearing as if they could summon fierce winds with a gentle flap.
"Offer the grand sacrifice!"
A pair of young boys and girls, carrying flower baskets, were pushed into the Great Wind Temple.
The light immediately dimmed, and the statue was engulfed in shadow.
Puff—
Crimson splattered, matching the blood-red light that fell from above.
Han Zhen entered the temple, instinctively covering his nose, frowning as he looked at the grotesque bird with a human face not far away.
"I already taught you the method for refining Blood Pills, didn't I?"
"The taste of flesh is even better."
The grotesque bird crunched on bones, revealing a chilling smile.
Han Zhen's frown deepened; once a totem of the Great Shang, it now reveled in blood and flesh.
"The Jade Phoenix God has a master now."
"Mm?" The grotesque bird's eyes lit up, its feathers standing on end, as gusts of wind howled through the temple. "Is the National Master going to restore the divine tree and awaken the true phoenix?"
However, Han Zhen's next words froze its expression.
"It was obtained by the human race."
The grotesque bird fell into deep thought.
"The human race... can they compete for the Jade Phoenix God?"
"That woman, though human, possesses a natural phoenix body..." Han Zhen squinted.
"Even so, how could she defeat Zhi Duo Luo and the other Divine Sons?"
"Not defeat, but kill."
Han Zhen fell silent after speaking.
After a long while, he continued, "I lost this arm because of her, and she is not alone..."
Han Zhen recounted the events in the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm.
In the end, his gaze burned with intensity as he said, "She is still a disciple of Qingyuan Sect, and the path she walks must be one that gathers the forms of a hundred birds."
"I'm afraid that in a short time, she will be able to gather the Phoenix God by herself, and at that time, your existence..."
"Will be utterly meaningless!"
The grotesque bird's blood-red pupils constricted.
"She must not be allowed to leave the Southern Wilderness with the Jade Phoenix God." As the words fell, the grotesque bird flapped its wings, transforming into a gust of wind and soaring into the sky.
...
Floating Temple.
In the aquatic cave realm, demon kings and great demons from various clans gathered together for the first time, filled with enthusiasm.
Recently, all clans have experienced the benefits of the Celestial Jade.
But gratitude was only part of it.
More importantly, for the young demons—a true dragon bloodline and a true phoenix bloodline, both wielding divine jade—they have the potential to become the leaders of the Southern Wilderness demon race in the future.
At this moment, the demons surrounded Li Mo and Ying Bing.
To be precise, they gathered around the little Tian Jiao Li, while Ying Bing sat there, expressionless and cool, sipping tea. The demons glanced at her but dared not approach.
"I will return and manage my clan, strictly prohibiting them from polluting the rivers, which affects the local aquatic race's living environment."
"The Dapeng Clan will share the Golden Peng's weather patterns, providing everyone with accurate weather forecasts!"
"Our Zidian Scad Clan... um, we will try not to discharge electricity recklessly in the future."
The demon kings united, their spirits high, their hearts ablaze.
Little Tian Jiao Li showed a satisfied expression, feeling it was time for him to say a few words:
"Wherever there's a lack of rain, you can come to the Ming Jiao Clan and request rain based on your needs."
"The Southern Wilderness is our home; a better future relies on all of us!"
Upon hearing this, the demons erupted into applause.
In truth, aside from the disaster beasts, most demon clans in the Southern Wilderness do not enjoy conflict.
After they return, the Southern Wilderness will likely become... a bit more stable?
Although many issues cannot be resolved immediately, this is a good start.
"Shouldn't the King of the South give me a civilization award for this?"
Little Li's lips curled into a slight smile.
This should count as an investment, right?
Clearing his throat, Li Mo once again asked earnestly, "Does anyone have any good suggestions or questions?"
"I do!"
Manbo raised his hand.
"Please, go ahead."
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