Spirit Vessel

Feiyun stared at the jade statue, his eyes turned cold and more determined.

“Brother Ximen, I leave this place to you.” He adorned his dragon-pheonix armor before flying toward the city.

***

The power of the evil dragon eye had alarmed everyone.

“It’s Grand Devil Dragon’s aura! Is that monster here?” The seniors inside Aquamoon became anxious.

In fact, even the pseudo-saints from the demon side were scared out of their mind.

“Grand Devil Dragon is here?!”

“No, if it’s him, the entire realm would be refined by now.”

“We’re mistaken, focus back on breaking down the city, help the golden crow.”

The pseudo-saints flew into the battlefield and prepared for an attack.

Members of Aquamoon sensed an unstoppable force approaching, capable of destroying the entire dimension.

“Raa!” A draconic roar hurt everyone’s eardrums.

A colossal claw showed up among the demonic clouds, looking like a demon king was arriving.

“Under the order of the great dragon, all demons must leave Aquamoon now. Disobey and risk clan extermination.” A declaration could be heard by everyone.

A purple dragon scale descended and engraved with the image of a dragon with seven claws and eighteen eyes.

A decree from Grand Devil Dragon?

The demons stopped attacking, the pseudo-saints included. The old golden crow stopped as well.

Dragon was the strongest race. If this decree came from Ancestral Dragon Monarch, no one would dare to refuse.

However, Grand Devil Dragon had betrayed his race and was hunted by dragons. Feiyun didn’t know if this would work at all.

Cultivators from Aquamoon didn’t expect this either. Nonetheless, this seemed to be a saving grace for their sect.

“The senior has been gone for several thousand years, why would he show up now to save Aquamoon?” An intelligent demon murmured.

“How dare you question His Excellency?” Feiyun heard this and immediately used a draconic swipe to obliterate the demon.

His swift action suppressed the crowd again. Human cultivators took advantage of this and prepared formations again.

“It’s not the dragon himself, we don’t need to hesitate. Plus, even if he were here, Ancestral Dragon Monarch will show up as well.” The tiger pseudo-saint said.

“Looks like you’re tired of living. I will take care of you, no need to waste His Excellency’s time.” Feiyun activated the power of his armor.

Due to his recent improvements, he had been wanting to fight a pseudo-saint.

His aura pulled the tiger into an illusory realm for a battle. The latter saw the dragon and was scared out of his mind at first.

“Ancestral Dragon Monarch! No, wait, it’s not red like this… moreover…” He murmured in horror.

Feiyun didn’t waste time and launched his strongest attacks. The pseudo-saint turned back into a tiger to fight - claw to claw.

They utilized pure physical strength instead of cultivation and merit laws. Alas, his race was not the pure-blooded tiger so he was still weaker than immemorial demons.

“Boom!” Space was torn apart and a large tiger smashed into the ground. Its body was covered in claw marks; its tail ripped asunder and could be seen in the assailant's dragon’s claw.

“Whoa, the tiger penis, that’s good stuff!” The blood dragon mistook it for something else.

“From a pseudo-saint…” The turtle became greedy as well. [1]

“Ahem, that’s the tail.” Ximen Chuixiao corrected them.

“What’s a tiger penis?” The fruit asked innocently.

He gently rubbed its head and said: “Well… it’s how a tiger daddy makes a tiger baby…”

Back above the clouds, Feiyun’s voice could be heard: “Anyone else dares to go against His Excellency’s decree?”

A purple dragon scale descended and decapitated the tiger. Blood gushed out in all directions. A pseudo-saint had fallen just like that.

Others had no idea who this dragon was but Shangguan Mingqian did. She was left speechless after witnessing the kill.

Remember, Aquamoon couldn’t produce a single pseudo-saint after ten thousand years. She thought that she was the lucky one now and had a different perspective on Feiyun’s value.

However, the silence didn’t last long. Another spatial hole appeared, making room for a man with two dragon horns to walk out.

The flows and rules of the world immediately surged toward him as if he were the center of everything.

Some were born to be great. They were known as saints in the mortal world, the same in the cultivation world.

Long Jie’s arrival made everyone forget their fear of Grand Devil Dragon.

He wore a golden robe with chaos energy circling around him. A sacred light near his forehead was brighter than the stars.

Demons immediately got on their knees. This included the domineering blood dragon.

“Old crow, this is too slow, can’t even take down Aquamoon without Shui Yueting.” He said.

The crow and the other pseudo-saints kneeled as well, not daring to talk back. All beneath the saint realm were mere ants including pseudo and demi-saints.

Long Jie glanced at the sky and this was enough to freeze Feiyun entirely.

“Grand Devil Dragon doesn’t have time to worry about humans, he has enough problems. The extermination of the human race has been decided by the heavenly dao, no one can change this.” He sneered.

With his hands crossed behind his back, he turned toward the city and said: “Surrender now. Aquamoon Deity has fallen and this is only the beginning, human dynasties shall disappear from this land. You are too weak and must become slaves in order to survive.”

This was a real decree from a saint - each word contained traces of the dao. Going against a saint was the same as going against the heavenly dao.

He stared at the jade statue and said: “The deity is dead, you shall fall down.”

Cracks appeared on the statue first before the entire thing collapsed. The unbeatable legend of Aquamoon had fallen, leaving only despair behind.

“Our deity, is she truly dead… is that why the statue collapsed…”

“Doomsday is here… we’ll either be ghosts or slaves…”

Humans could not resist the will of a saint. It’s not that they didn’t wish to fight back, it’s that the suppression was above their mental fortitude.

Feiyun channeled the power of his inner core, unwilling to give up. He didn’t buy any of this - Shui Yueting couldn’t possibly be dead.

“She’s not dead…” Nonetheless, a saint didn’t need to lie and the collapse of the statue was evidence.

Alas, he couldn’t accept this truth.

“Do you wish to fight?” A voice came from Regal Sacred Jade - a saint artifact belonging to Di Zhong.

“Demons have run rampant now, they never dared to do this during Time Immemorial.”

“Wait, weren’t humans weak and needed to be slaves back then to survive?” Feiyun was confused by this statement.

“Is that a joke? Humans were untouchable during Time Immemorial, all of the demon races combined couldn’t come close.”

1. Eastern traditional medicine values some crazy stuff such as tiger penis - a lot of yang energy ☜