The Blood Python Holy King's Ambition

Chapter 45: The Ambition of the Blood Python Holy King

After hearing what Crab Three had to say, Xuanji felt stunned. He suddenly realized that he had been far too pessimistic; in the current Primordial World, he still possessed a position of supreme status.

As they spoke, Holy King City gradually revealed itself before his eyes. It looked eighty or ninety percent similar to Demon King City—constructed of red stone that looked like blood, adorned with colorful coral, and shrouded in a hazy, dazzling light. Throughout the city, the ramparts, and the gates, one could see squads of guards holding blades and swords. They were all python-headed humanoids, and at a single glance, Xuanji knew they were peak Demon Core cultivators who had been forced into human form.

The path of the Golden Core was known to very few in the Primordial World. Many innate deities and descendants of Pangu were unaware of it, and those existences were essentially blank slates regarding anything below the Immortal level. Thus, the creatures of the Primordial World had yet to grasp the method of the Golden Core.

"Primordial Spirit cultivation?" Looking around, the number of python-demon guards in Holy King City was countless, all at the early or middle stages of the Primordial Spirit. Occasionally, one or two at the late stage served as commanders. Seeing this, Xuanji's confusion only deepened. Ever since he had arrived in the North Abyss River, he had only seen one giant shark beast; it was truly too abnormal!

Groups of aquatic creatures gathered from all directions, their species strange and varied, which truly opened Xuanji's eyes.

As he followed the many creatures into Holy King City, he saw that it was much like his own Demon King City, only scaled down by more than ten times. However, the building materials made Xuanji's eyes light up. Setting aside the ordinary courtyards and houses, the materials of the palace itself included plenty of white jade, gold, silver, black iron, and red copper. There was even a small piece of Taiyi Gold Essence and Jade Heart Crystal cast and inlaid into a plaque, upon which the three characters for "Holy King Palace" were written.

What a waste! So many good things would be excellent for refining artifacts or evolving the Ancient Wild World. It seems I cannot help but help myself to some of this. With so many precious refining materials appearing before him, how could Xuanji be willing to let them go? He immediately began to plot, though he had yet to ascertain the true strength of this North Abyss River. He could not act rashly; if he failed, it would be difficult to obtain them later.

Splash! Boom!

The water surged and whirlpools erupted. Accompanied by a powerful and terrifying aura, hundreds of giant beasts appeared suspended within the Holy King Palace. Among them, the Blood Python beasts were the most numerous, numbering no less than two hundred, while the rest—Tiger Sharks, Dragon Whales, and Snake Turtles—totaled about three hundred.

The five hundred giant beasts appeared in unison, instantly casting a shadow over a vast area of Holy King City. Xuanji felt the world go dark; looking up, he saw only ferocious beasts. The weakest among them were at the late stage of Earth Immortal, and at least half were at the early stage of Heaven Immortal. Xuanji was shocked to the core; these beasts were not something he could contend with at his current level!

With over a thousand giant eyes looking down, the aquatic creatures were all silent as cicadas, trembling all over. The highest cultivation among them was merely peak Demon Core; compared to these beasts, they were no different from ants!

Whoosh! Boom!

A hurricane erupted, and amidst the turbulent currents and explosive whirlpools, a giant blood python about one hundred and fifty feet long lunged out. Its entire body was covered in blood-red scales, a single horn grew from its forehead, and its belly was covered in blood-red spikes. The formidable aura of a late-stage Heaven Immortal permeated the entire Holy King City. All the aquatic creatures prostrated themselves. The python's cold, ruthless eyes scanned the arriving creatures, and the corners of its mouth curled up, a flash of sinister madness crossing its gaze.

This? This aura? How could it be? Hidden within a piece of colorful coral, Xuanji felt the aura on the Blood Python and was instantly stunned, finding it unbelievable.

The aura of an Innate Spiritual Treasure?

The aura of an Innate Spiritual Treasure emanated from within the Blood Python King. Possessing the Sun Moon Pearl, Xuanji was very familiar with such auras. The aura within the Blood Python King was far inferior to that of the Sun Moon Pearl; it should be a low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, but this was enough to move Xuanji. The rarity of Innate Spiritual Treasures was such that even those great gods of the Primordial World and the Sages of the Heavenly Dao would fight over them.

Based on this aura, the low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure within the Blood Python King is basically one-third nurtured; it can already use a sliver of its power. But what is strange is why there is a faint sense of blood and evil. Could it be an evil-path Innate Spiritual Treasure? All things in the world were divided into righteous and evil; where there was Yin, there was Yang, and Innate Spiritual Treasures were no exception. There were righteous treasures and evil ones. Righteous treasures were better for enlightenment and profound understanding, but in terms of raw power, evil treasures were a notch higher.

"You have all been under the protection of this Holy King. Today, the timing is perfect; you may all transform into my Blood Python clan. From this day forth, the Eastern Wasteland will no longer have six clans, but seven!" The Blood Python King roared with a face full of excitement and madness, his voice echoing clearly throughout the entire Holy King City.

"Holy King? He actually dares to call himself by such a title?" Xuanji, hidden in the coral, sneered in disdain. In the Primordial World, the title of 'Sage' was supreme. Even the Sages of the Heavenly Dao and Hongjun, who had merged with the Dao, would not dare call themselves 'Holy King.' For a mere late-stage Heaven Immortal Blood Python beast to dare do so was the greatest joke under heaven!

"Transform into the Blood Python clan?" The Blood Python King's words were like a thunderbolt. The aquatic creatures were stunned and shocked, but then a joy rose in their hearts. For those humble, low-ranking creatures, being able to transform into the powerful and noble Blood Python clan was like a pie falling from the sky.

Just then, a giant crab at the peak of Demon Core stepped out from the crowd. Facing the Blood Python King's overwhelming pressure, it stood proudly, filled with a sense of pride, and directly channeled its demon power to speak: "Lord Holy King! My Crab clan does not wish to transform into the Blood Python clan. I hope Lord Holy King will grant us this favor!"

"We hope Lord Holy King will grant us this favor!" As the Crab clan leader spoke, all the Crab clansmen prostrated themselves in agreement, leaving the other aquatic creatures dumbfounded. They thought to themselves: Are the crabs stupid? Transforming into the Blood Python clan is something they dream of! They actually refuse?

Hearing the Crab leader's refusal, a chilling, terrifying light swept from the Blood Python King's eyes, and murderous intent surged in his heart. A mere humble Crab clan dared to provoke his majesty? They were simply courting death!

A terrifying pressure filled with intense killing intent radiated out, enveloping the Crab clan. A sense of death instantly appeared in the hearts of the crabs, and a chill of fear took hold.

Feeling the sea-like, surging magic power within the Blood Python King—as if a prehistoric beast in slumber were beginning to awaken—beams of blood-red light radiated from his eyes, striking at the souls of those who looked upon him. A single glance was like falling into the eighteen layers of hell, standing in a Shura slaughterhouse surrounded by billions of vengeful spirits. All the aquatic creatures were terrified and prostrated themselves, not daring to look up, thinking that the Crab clan would surely be wiped out. They knew that many aquatic clans had been exterminated by the Blood Python King in the past!

"Lord Holy King! Please, for the sake of the Crab Ancestor, spare our clan!" The Crab leader was also incredibly anxious, but thinking about the prospect of becoming a Blood Python, he could not care about anything else. In the eyes of other aquatic creatures, the Crab clan was low and humble, but in the hearts of the crabs, they felt pride. They were the Demon King clan of the Primordial World, the noble royal clan of the entire Primordial World. Once the Crab Ancestor emerged, they would usher in unprecedented glory.

Upon hearing the words 'Crab Ancestor,' the Blood Python King's killing intent and pressure vanished. He froze, deep wariness, worship, and fear rising in his eyes. He had been a Demon King of the ancient era, and even a vassal under Xuanji. He understood the power of the Demon King—it had truly been at its zenith, its influence sweeping across the Primordial World with no equal. If not for the vastness of the Primordial World and the shortness of time, the Demon King might have controlled the entire territory. Now that the Demon King was missing and the six clans had risen, with the Ten Demon Marshals and the fourteen Great Demon Generals all in hiding to cultivate, even the leaders of the six clans had to be wary of the Demon King.

Crab Ancestor? If the Demon King ever emerges to rule the Primordial World, I will inevitably have to serve under him. I need to keep a way out. Besides, the Crab clan's strength is low, and they aren't of much help to me. Pondering this, the Blood Python King said with unwillingness: "For the sake of the Demon King, your Crab clan need not transform into my clan. But as for the others, if you do not wish to transform, then go die for this Holy King!" He finished with a ferocious expression, glaring viciously at the other aquatic creatures.

"Thank you, Lord Holy King!" The Crab clan kowtowed repeatedly, while the other aquatic creatures looked at them in disbelief. It was truly unexpected; they had directly refused the Blood Python Holy King and suffered no consequences, and the Blood Python Holy King had even agreed to their request.

Was this really the humble and low-ranking Crab clan?

Crab Ancestor? Demon King? Could it be that the Crab Ancestor is that legendary existence? The aquatic creatures suddenly thought of a possibility, and they were so shocked that their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, their mouths hanging wide open.

It seems my reputation is still quite good! Hehe! Xuanji smiled with self-satisfaction, feeling a surge of pride.

The Blood Python Holy King leaped into the air, hovering in the center of the group of giant beasts. Looking down at the aquatic creatures below, he opened his giant mouth, and a hazy ball of blood-red light slowly emerged. Inside the ball was a blood-red bead the size of a bowl, shimmering with brilliant, swirling treasure light.

A low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure! Seeing the blood-red bead, Xuanji was startled, realizing it was indeed a low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, and an evil-path one at that.

"This is the clan-protecting treasure, the Blood Transformation Pearl! It is precisely because of this treasure's protection that you were able to avoid the Great Beast Calamity. Although you lost your formidable cultivation, you gained the qualifications to transform into my clan. Now that the Blood Transformation Pearl can manifest its power, the rise of my Blood Python clan is right before our eyes! Hahaha!" The Blood Python Holy King laughed maniacally. This opportunity had finally arrived. He had been planning carefully, walking on thin ice, worried about being discovered by the six clans, but today was the moment of harvest.

"A clan-protecting treasure?"

"Lord Holy King also has a clan-protecting treasure? This is too incredible!"

"It is said that the six clans of the Eastern Wasteland are only able to dominate the region because they each possess a clan-protecting treasure!"

As discussions broke out, Xuanji's heart stirred. Many of his confusions were resolved. It seemed that it was the Innate Spiritual Treasures that had allowed many creatures to avoid the Great Beast Calamity. The six clans' treasures?

Could it be that each of the six clans of the Eastern Wasteland possesses an Innate Spiritual Treasure? This news completely shocked Xuanji.

With the one before him, and the six clan treasures, that would be seven Innate Spiritual Treasures!

Seven Innate Spiritual Treasures? Pondering this, Xuanji knew that since he had learned of this, he would definitely not let it go. Anyone facing this, unless they were an idiot, could not help but be tempted. Innate Spiritual Treasures contained innate principles, were of great help in enlightenment and profound understanding, possessed extraordinary power, and would also be of great help in perfecting the Ancient Wild World.

Hiss!

With a hiss, two beams of blood-red light shot from the Blood Python King's eyes, striking the Blood Transformation Pearl. The pearl began to emit a dazzling, swirling blood aura, and streams of blood-red light descended, entering the foreheads of all the aquatic creatures—even the guards, with only the Crab clan spared.

As the blood light entered their bodies, the aquatic creatures let out miserable roars. Blood-red light radiated from their bodies, their eyes slowly turning red with visible blood vessels, and their faces became ferocious and terrifying. The aura of the Blood Python swirled around them, and their bodies continuously grew and elongated, gradually transforming into blood pythons. Looking at their forms, they were all about thirty feet long; though their size did not match the giant beasts, their cultivation was not a bit inferior.

The aura of early-stage Heaven Immortal blood pythons permeated the entire Holy King City.

Looking down at the scene below, the Blood Python Holy King was incredibly excited, as if he could see the glorious prospect of sharing the Eastern Wasteland with the six clans. The rise of his clan was right before his eyes!