If a Peerless True Demon Revives — I've Been Waiting for You, Mortal One
If a Peerless True Demon Revives — I’ve Been Waiting for You, Mortal One
This sudden, terrifying scene shocked not only Yue Mingkong, but Jiang Yang as well.
“What is this?”
“What exactly is hidden within the Sky Pool of Death...”
At this moment, Yue Mingkong’s expression grew extremely grave.
She was someone from the Beyond, the Crown Heir of the Unrivaled Celestial Dynasty, destined to one day rule over billions of miles of territory, and her fiancé’s status was beyond measure.
Yet even so, she felt her heart palpitate, tremble, and run cold.
This was absolutely not something that should appear in the Overworld.
Even in the Beyond, it would be an existence that made countless ancient orthodoxies and great sects tremble.
And yet, within it, she sensed a faint, inexplicably familiar aura.
“How is this possible? When did the Sky Pool of Death give birth to something like this...”
Jiang Yang’s expression was also changing drastically, somewhat unable to believe it.
How could such an existence appear in the place where he had laid so many contingency plans? That aura drove one to madness, chilled one to the bone, made one tremble, and threatened to freeze one’s very soul.
This had already exceeded the understanding he’d accumulated across so many reincarnations.
Jiang Yang’s expression darkened to the extreme.
The entire Sky Pool had now transformed from its earlier ethereal immortal grace into a surging sea of demonic energy, its depths completely obscured from view.
He was somewhat worried about his World Purifying Green Lotus.
Could something have gone wrong?
And what exactly was that thing?
Within that sky-blotting Grey Fog, churning and surging, it was as if an incomparably ancient True Demon—unseeable, unspeakable, unnameable—was reviving.
Someone had intruded into its territory, and it had awakened from its eternal slumber. With one opening of its mouth, the entire world was swallowed into darkness.
At this moment, it wasn’t just the Sky Pool of Death—even the distant reaches of the Sky Domain witnessed scenes that filled countless cultivators and living beings with terror and dread.
Innumerable supremely powerful beings shuddered beneath this aura, every hair on their bodies standing on end, their very souls on the verge of freezing.
On the distant horizon, ten thousand demons revived, swallowing the sky and overturning the earth.
The world instantly turned black!
All light vanished; the sun and moon lost their radiance!
It was as if the world was marching toward its end, as if everything was greeting its doom.
“Could it be that the Exalted Immortal... fell at the hands of this unknown existence...”
Zhao Yi’s voice trembled, her soul shaking to its very core.
As a being of the Sacred Noble Realm, and once the Divine Maiden of the Sky Domain, she now felt like nothing more than an ant, seized by a fear that welled up from the depths of her soul.
Even with the weapon Jiang Yang had bestowed upon her in hand, she couldn’t muster the slightest sense of security.
“Kill!”
Just then, a headless knight burst forth from a cliff face, accompanied by sky-filling bloody light, ferociously charging at Jiang Yang.
“As my master commands!”
From a deep valley on the other side, a blood-colored figure swept forth like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood rushing to devour Jiang Yang.
“Aren’t these the two beings I suppressed back then?”
“Why are they no longer under my control?”
At this sight, Jiang Yang’s already drastically changed expression shifted once more.
For the first time, he showed a look of utter disbelief.
He knew these two beings all too well. Before laying his arrangements, he had captured and suppressed them here—both possessed Sacred Lord Realm strength.
In the entire Heavenly Star Realm, they were unmatched powers.
Yet now, they had turned around to kill him?
Weren’t all the Array Patterns and laws on the perimeter under his control?
This left Jiang Yang’s mind momentarily dazed. What on earth had happened?
Had someone usurped his nest?
But he was, after all, a veteran of countless great events, and his reaction was swift. He called for Zhao Yi to hold off the transformed Yao Yao.
That small cauldron, at the very least, was a Sacred Lord Grade Artifact. Driven by her Sacred Noble Realm power, it should be enough to barely contend with the current Yao Yao.
Boom rumble rumble!
Meanwhile, he himself was enveloped by the flowing light of this place’s order and rules. He activated the Celestial Seal, letting it rise and fall above his head, and headed toward the depths of the Sky Pool to ascertain the truth.
As the two Sacred Lord Realm beings charged at him, the terrain of this place shook violently, and countless Great Dao patterns lit up, threatening to submerge everything.
Jiang Yang borrowed these means to forcibly withstand the assault of the two beings.
But not long ago, he had shattered a Symbol of Reincarnation to slaughter enemies from all directions within Celestia Holy Land. If he were to use the power of the Symbols of Reincarnation again now, one of them would very likely shatter outright, and all his painstaking effort would go down the drain.
So Jiang Yang could only endure, not daring to act rashly.
On the other side, the battle between Yao Yao and Zhao Yi erupted. Although Yao Yao’s current state was bizarre, her power had not actually exceeded the Sacred Lord Realm.
With Zhao Yi driving a Sacred Lord Grade Artifact, she could manage for a short while, but her face was rapidly paling—she couldn’t hold out for long.
“The Sky Pool of Death has undergone a mutation. Best not to enter for now.”
“We’ll wait until the situation is clear.”
Yue Mingkong appeared high in the sky, mist swirling around her, the aura of the Great Dao dense, immortal radiance resplendent.
A supremely powerful Forbidden Weapon rose and fell within her sleeve.
She instructed her trusted aides and the Golden Warriors behind her, waving for them to fall back.
Moreover, the sudden appearance of the sky-blotting Grey Fog left her heart uneasy.
Especially those eyes within it—cold to the point of containing not a trace of emotion, as if regarding all living beings as ants, erasable with a casual wave.
Yue Mingkong’s delicate brows furrowed tightly.
She didn’t know if it was her imagination, but she felt that unknowable existence seemed to be warning her—telling her not to approach.
This puzzled her even more, compounded by that lingering sense of familiarity from before.
This unnameable deity, clearly nothing human—could it be some existence she was familiar with?
But for the moment, Yue Mingkong couldn’t tell whether she was overthinking it.
Boom rumble rumble!
At that moment, the Grey Fog shrouding the sky grew even more turbulent, the aura within it seeming as though it would swallow the entire Sky Domain.
A giant hand abruptly reached down from within, appearing to be wrapped in vast Grey Fog, like a Great Millstone of World Destruction, Great Dao laws interweaving as it descended with effortless ease.
Zhao Yi, who was fighting Yao Yao, paled drastically. Before she could react, that palm came crashing down like an entire stretch of heaven flipping over!
Dong!
The void exploded!
The Sacred Lord Grade Artifact she had offered up was swatted away, clear cracks appearing on its surface, its runes dimming.
“Jiang Yang, save me...”
Her expression was one of horror, filled with despair and deathly pallor.
“Pu...”
The next instant, she was directly smashed down by that palm. Before it even made contact, her body burst apart.
Jiang Yang, who was rushing toward the depths, furrowed his brow in displeasure, but then thought of something.
With a wave of his sleeve, a ball of clear light appeared, instantly sweeping up Zhao Yi’s Remnant Soul and rescuing it.
If Zhao Yi died here now, it would inevitably distract and weaken him—she was, after all, a Sacred Noble.
And after smashing Zhao Yi’s body apart, that giant hand did not stop. It continued reaching toward Yao Yao below, as if to seize her in its grasp.
Yao Yao’s current state was extremely strange, her expression ice-cold, like a deity looking down from on high.
She could sense her own existence, yet could not fully control this power.
Moreover, her temperament, influenced by this power, had become unnaturally cold.
Even as this palm descended, her expression didn’t change in the slightest—she even intended to resist it.
However, with a boom, her small body was swatted into the Sky Pool, landing within it with a splash.
“Yao Yao...”
Grandma Yin Hua was incomparably worried and wanted to go save her, but she was deeply fearful of that terrifying deity high above and dared not move.
To her surprise, however, that terrifying deity paid her no mind at all.
This let Grandma Yin Hua breathe a sigh of relief, though she couldn’t help but smile bitterly. To be regarded as something less than even an ant—she didn’t know whether she should feel fortunate or what.
For a time, the Sky Pool of Death returned to deathly silence.
Apart from the Grey Fog still shrouding the high sky, no other existence remained, yet the terrifying aura here was spreading toward the entire Sky Domain.
An even more terrifying power seemed to be gestating in the deepest depths.
This made Yue Mingkong’s expression grow even graver.
She led her people to the outermost edge of the Sky Pool of Death, not daring to approach carelessly.
Moreover, she felt that within the Grey Fog, a pair of cold eyes was constantly watching her, as if warning her not to act rashly.
“What happened?”
“What’s going on? Why is the world shattering? The entrance has vanished too!”
Meanwhile, the sudden upheaval at the Sky Pool of Death stunned all the cultivators outside.
Countless faces turned pale. From afar, they noticed the sky over there had disappeared, and not the slightest trace of life aura could be sensed.
This left them utterly terrified and bewildered.
Grey Fog surged to the heavens, blotting out everything.
The world cracked and collapsed, then peeled away. Firelight shot skyward, melting everything, like meteor after meteor sweeping down to smash into the earth.
The entire sky above shattered like a mirror into countless pieces. Astral winds blew through, and in every direction lay pitch-black, bottomless nothingness.
Within was a sea of void, along with boiling chaotic currents. Legend had it that many ancient ferocious beasts dwelled within.
Even a Perfect Prodigy crossing it had to be careful—there were terrifying suppressive rules within, and one could die a miserable death.
This scene at the Sky Pool of Death stunned the many supremely powerful cultivators across the Sky Domain.
Everyone’s eyes went wide with horror.
The world was breaking apart, all manner of rules permeating the air, divine lights of order burning like flames, scorching everything.
“Could some peerless demon be gestating within?”
“Even the world itself has been burst open... No wonder even that Exalted Immortal fell within...”
Many powerful beings watched from afar with pale faces, feeling that this day was a catastrophe for the entire Sky Domain.
The astral winds blowing from there—if ordinary cultivators so much as touched them, they would likely be instantly annihilated in body and soul.
Beyond that, all manner of disasters from beyond the realm were pouring in. When the time came, the entire Heavenly Star Realm would suffer.
Thinking of this, countless cultivators and living beings began to despair.
Meanwhile, in the deepest depths of the Sky Pool of Death.
Amid thick chaotic mist, a green lotus entwined with Chaos Energy had taken root there, letting fall the heavy aura of worlds.
“It seems things haven’t completely spiraled out of control...”
Jiang Yang, having offered up the Celestial Seal and using its Sacred Emperor might to resist everything, finally arrived at this place.
The figure hidden within the sky-blotting Grey Fog above had not struck at him, which allowed him to breathe a small sigh of relief.
Though somewhat puzzled, there was no time to worry about that now.
Only by fusing with the World Purifying Green Lotus and borrowing the power of the Dao Fruit would he have the ability to contend with that bizarre existence.
Everything that had happened today had truly exceeded his imagination.
Jiang Yang even felt that Gu Changge must have come to the Sky Pool of Death with tremendous confidence—only, he probably never expected to encounter such a bizarre existence here.
Its true form could not be seen.
It was even somewhat like a Dharma Body, but that vast divine might was absolutely beyond what any ordinary Dharma Body could compare to.
Jiang Yang rather suspected it was some ancient deity or True Demon that had been slumbering here without his knowledge.
But all things considered, as long as this World Purifying Green Lotus remained, everything would be fine.
“Jiang Yang, what do we do now?”
Having reached the Sacred Noble Realm, as long as one’s Original Soul remained intact, rebirth from a drop of blood was no problem.
Zhao Yi, rescued by Jiang Yang at the critical moment, had now reformed her body and appeared at his side, asking worriedly.
“Stand guard for me. No matter the cost, hold this place. Let no one come here.”
Jiang Yang’s expression became uncharacteristically heavy, carrying a cold, hard authority that brooked no question.
This was also his primary reason for saving Zhao Yi.
If someone broke in, everything could fall short at the final step.
Although Jiang Yang had great confidence in the arrangements he’d made back then, with layer upon layer of Array Patterns guarding the outside, he was now worried something might go wrong.
Because an Anomaly had already appeared...
Hearing this, Zhao Yi’s expression also grew solemn. “I understand.”
At this point, Jiang Yang frowned and thought carefully, then decided to hand the Celestial Seal to her, explaining how to activate it and how to awaken the Artifact Spirit within.
With her Sacred Noble Realm strength, she could barely manage to activate it.
The Celestial Seal’s uniqueness lay in the fact that its Artifact Spirit had not been born naturally—rather, when it was refined, it had been forged using the True Soul of a living being.
This was also one of the contingency plans Jiang Yang had considered.
With the Celestial Seal in hand, Zhao Yi’s guard duty would be considerably more secure.
Soon, Jiang Yang’s expression returned to calm, and he walked toward the lotus body of the World Purifying Green Lotus. As layers of chaotic mist surged and draped down, all scenery became utterly blurred.
The fusion process, in his view, was incomparably easy—it would just take a bit more time.
Once the fusion with the World Purifying Green Lotus was complete and a trace of the power of all worlds returning to one erupted, he would possess immense strength.
Even that mysterious woman who had been hunting him all this time could be easily suppressed and killed.
However, the very instant Jiang Yang’s figure stepped within—
“What...”
His eyes abruptly went wide, his face changing drastically. His entire scalp nearly lifted off, and he went ice-cold from head to toe.
Even his soul was trembling.
“How is this possible...”
For the first time, Jiang Yang’s voice quivered, no longer maintaining its former calm composure, that air of having everything under control.
He simply could not believe it. A figure who should have already fallen had actually appeared here.
And from the looks of it, it seemed he had been waiting for him all along?
At this moment, Jiang Yang’s entire mind went buzz, as if struck by a great bell, ringing with a roar that would not settle.
He spoke with difficulty, his voice unable to steady. “You... why are you here?”
Gu Changge sat cross-legged above the World Purifying Green Lotus, his figure veiled by a layer of hazy mist. Sky-blotting demonic energy continuously seeped and interwove, filling every inch of the void.
He looked at Jiang Yang, his gaze one of keen interest. “Why can’t I be here?”
“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, Mortal One.”