Ancestors Everywhere

In a secluded corner.

Luo Yan had remained awake the whole time, never falling into slumber.

He knew the Azure Emperor's situation perfectly well, yet he had not intervened.

Although the White Tiger Demon Saint was a Saint, as long as the Azure Emperor revealed nothing about his own condition, no one could uncover his secrets unless they were a powerhouse on Luo Yan's level. Even a Saint could not do it, though a Great Saint might discern something.

The Azure Emperor had done this deliberately!

"As expected of someone with the makings of a Great Emperor. His sheer boldness alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

Luo Yan recalled some old stories. The Green Lotus in the Azure Emperor's hands was his original body. Rumor had it that the Azure Emperor's Emperor Weapon was itself a Green Lotus. Could he already be planning to sever the connection between himself and the Green Lotus, refining it into his own Emperor Weapon?

The more Luo Yan thought about it, the stranger he found it.

Anyone wishing to divide up and devour the Azure Emperor inevitably had to deal with that Green Lotus, for the Azure Emperor himself was that very lotus. Its properties as Immortal Medicine all came from within the Green Lotus. Only by extracting those medicinal properties into his body could the demons truly savor the taste of Immortal Medicine!

Stripping the essence of an undying Green Lotus from the lotus that had taken form from it was an undertaking that consumed immense mental effort and squandered the origin of life. It involved numerous forbidden methods and offended the harmony of heaven.

"This brat really has some nerve!" Of course, Luo Yan knew that the Azure Emperor could simply have returned to seek his help, but the Azure Emperor feared damaging his own cultivation, so he had devised a compromise!

He would make his enemies help him undergo his transformation!

After all, who would imagine that a demon would want to refine his own original body into a weapon? It was utterly twisted.

At that thought, Luo Yan could not help finding it both laughable and exasperating. "Sure enough, not one of those who can become a Great Emperor is easy to deal with. Every last one has a belly full of dirty tricks."

Luo Yan continued observing, only to discover that someone had already arrived.

Not people-demons, rather.

These demons were precisely the Azure Emperor's demon friends, and Luo Yan knew practically all of them.

"Brother Flood Dragon, doesn't that pole serving as a clothesline look like your clan's Great Accomplished King ancestor who suddenly vanished?" A Serpent Demon whose bloodline showed an extreme ancestral reversion looked over nervously. His expression changed. It really was!

A few years earlier, an ancestor of their Flood Dragon lineage whose bloodline had undergone an extreme ancestral reversion had emerged from seclusion, then mysteriously disappeared from the clan. Supposedly, that ancestor had sensed an opportunity to make a breakthrough and left the clan.

But once he left, he never returned.

Some demons in the clan had assumed that the ancestor had met with disaster. Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined... that he was serving as a clothesline here... It was enough to make their eyes pop out!

This ancestor was quite gifted. He was still middle-aged, with vigorous blood and vitality, and had hopes of reaching the Saint realm in the future-or at least becoming a Half-Saint. Otherwise, the clan would never have acclaimed him as their youngest ancestor while he was still a Great Accomplished King.

"That's nothing! Look at that plucked fellow who looks like a barnyard chicken. Doesn't he resemble an unrivaled powerhouse of the Peacock clan?" another demon said, pointing at a bald barnyard chicken in the fields.

"Rumor has it that five years ago, an unrivaled powerhouse in the Azure Luan Demon Saint's Territory declared that the Azure Emperor must pay with his life. Apparently, it was because the Azure Emperor had killed a Heavenly Prodigy of the Peacock clan!"

"He had it coming. Brother Wan Qing had already spared him, yet he launched a sneak attack from behind. How despicable!"

They guessed that figure's identity: a Half-Saint of the Peacock clan!

The Peacock clan was a colossal force within the Azure Luan Demon Saint's Territory. Even the Azure Luan Demon Saint had to show them some deference. It was said that their ancestors had included several Saints!

They had never expected that one of the strongest members of the present-day Peacock clan would also be imprisoned here!

"Isn't that the Great Power realm expert from the Pan Niu clan? Supposedly, ten years ago, he was the first powerhouse to try to capture Brother Wan Qing. To think that ten years later, he's still imprisoned here..."

In the fields, an old ox was diligently plowing the earth. Seemingly hearing their words, he walked over and said, "What do you mean, imprisoned here? I've been free to leave since six months ago! I'm staying here of my own accord now!"

The old ox did not take human form, remaining in his original shape.

"Then why haven't you left, Senior?"

Seeing the old ox strike up a conversation with them, the demons did not dare act carelessly.

This was a Great Power realm expert, someone who could crush them to death with a single finger.

The old ox glanced at the house poised between illusion and reality, sighing inwardly. Without that person's permission, who would dare leave?

Once, a Half-Saint had tried to slip away while the person inside was not paying attention. The very next day, the demons had been served the meat of a python containing dragon blood.

Most importantly, he had uncovered a shocking secret: there seemed to be something seriously wrong with that powerhouse's body!

"This place is that senior's Daoist Temple. We temper ourselves here so that we may climb another rung!" the old ox said with some emotion. Back then, he had been the only one brought here by that senior's supreme divine powers to plow the fields. As the years passed, more and more figures had gradually appeared here.

A Half-Saint of the Peacock clan who had once dominated a region had fallen to being a pest-eating chicken. A supreme powerhouse of the Heavenly Demon Marten clan who had once ruled a region had become a fruit farmer. A king-level Flood Dragon, rumored to command wind and rain and to have grasped the ability to change heaven itself, had become a clothesline-though no clothes had ever been hung on him, only a few dried fish...

In short, these were all figures who had once wanted to attack the Azure Emperor. Now, every last one was suppressed here.

The young Heavenly Prodigies of the demon clans were utterly shocked. That elder of Brother Wan Qing's was far too formidable!

These figures had all once stood at the pinnacle, yet now a single person had suppressed them all!

"Senior Pan Niu, may I ask where the powerhouse who suppressed you here is now?" the Heavenly Prodigy of the Peng Clan asked respectfully.

The old ox pointed at the villa not far away. "That senior is inside, but I'm afraid meeting him won't be easy! What brings you here?"

The Pan Niu Demon had been suppressed here for ten years and had plowed the fields for ten years. His temper had long since been worn smooth, and he was patient even with juniors many years younger than himself.

He could feel that, although he had been suppressed for years, his state of mind had improved considerably. It would greatly help him climb another rung in the future.

"Brother Wan Qing has been captured by the Three Demon Sages. We want to ask the senior to leave seclusion and save him!"

The Flood Dragon had now drawn in his true body, appearing about as thick and long as an ordinary snake. He approached the Heavenly Prodigy of the Flood Dragon clan and asked quite naturally, "Is that true?"

"Reporting to Ancestor, there is absolutely no deception!"

The old Flood Dragon sighed with feeling. "Junior, you've made your road a broad one! You'll go farther than this ancestor of yours in the future!"

"At least you have more foresight than I did!"

The old Flood Dragon still remembered his wretched state when, despite being a Great Accomplished King, a projection had blocked his path and pressed him down so heavily that he could barely breathe, let alone escape.

Before that encounter, he had even wanted to cut off that person's head.

But the reality was that he had been suppressed with a casual flip of the hand before even seeing that person's face.

"Ancestor, why do you say it's difficult to meet that senior?" the young Flood Dragon asked.

An ape wearing a straw hat walked over. "That senior's residence seems to be right there, but in truth, it's only a phantom image. Unless that senior is willing to let you inside, you could spend your entire lives looking at the door without ever entering..."