AWB Chapter 681 - 680: Fall of the Rakshasa Ancestor, Departure from the Qingqiu World [First Update]
Chapter 681 - 680: Fall of the Rakshasa Ancestor, Departure from the Qingqiu World [First Update]
This battle lasted a long time.
Just as East Emperor Taiyi said, the power of the Rakshasa Ancestor was indeed terrifying, containing a Saint’s Breath possibly slightly surpassing that of Jieyin, likely on par with Zhunti, at around 2,500 strands.
Therefore, even within the highland, Saint Level vitality erupted.
The great battle still lasted for over half a month.
The entire process was out of sight for those outside.
Everyone could only infer the battle situation inside from the surging aura.
Undoubtedly, the overwhelming vitality throughout the battle suppressed the raging dark mist.
During the process, the supreme beings of various highlands could clearly feel the dark mist inside trying to escape.
But unfortunately, from start to finish, it never escaped that highland.
On the seventeenth day of the great battle,
everything gradually quieted down.
The Great Dark Asura Highland no longer had dark mist overflowing, and that overwhelming vitality also vanished.
The battle was over.
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at that place. After about half a day, someone finally walked out of the highland.
It was a tall and slender figure, with a transcendental aura. A Purple Gold Dao surged under his feet like a torrent, flowing from the Great Dark Asura Highland to the Endless Fire Realm.
"Indeed, he won in the end..."
"It’s truly surprising, to think that the contemporary Saint’s aura in the Supreme Celestial Abyss originated from him..."
"So, was the Rakshasa Ancestor, who later people saw as a sacrificial offering, slain in the highland?"
"Tsk tsk tsk..."
The supreme beings in various highlands marveled, their gazes towards the Great Dark Asura Highland filled with emotion.
Since the Lord of Daoism stepped into Qingqiu, many world-shattering disputes had erupted.
But none expected that ultimately, the unfathomable Rakshasa Ancestor would become the first and only fallen supreme being of the highland...
"Truly terrifying..."
"To think that guy was this monstrous..."
"Luckily, I did not act rashly that day, otherwise... I would have been the one killed..."
The one from the Immortal Gold Highland, who had half of the Immortal Gold Materials taken, was internally horrified yet extremely grateful that they chose to yield upon seeing that Daoist walk out of the Great Dark Asura Highland.
Otherwise, they would have not only lost the Immortal Gold Materials but also their life.
...
Lin Heng returned to the Endless Fire Realm.
As soon as he stepped into the mist, Demon Master Kunpeng greeted him with a face full of amazement.
"Daoist Lord, you’re really deeply hidden!"
He now understood why Lin Heng dared to eliminate the Rakshasa Ancestor.
Lin Heng smiled, meeting the gaze of East Emperor Taiyi, the former Demon Race Saint, who spoke to him: "Daoist Lord, your power reaches the heavens, no wonder you were chosen by The Three Pristine Ones; their judgment is indeed commendable."
Lin Heng nodded slightly, saying little, then turned his gaze to Black Rakshasa and Princess Iron Fan.
At this moment, the expressions on these two descendants of the Rakshasa Race were very complicated. They sensed the fall of their ancestor, feeling both immensely gratified yet somewhat lost.
Such emotions were not surprising.
After all, no matter how it was said, the black hand that led to the Rakshasa’s decline was their ancestor.
Of course, despite being an ancestor, the two still cupped their hands in thanks to Lin Heng.
"Alright, prepare to return to the Grand Thousand Upper Realm," Lin Heng said.
Zhunti Jieyin had already left Qingqiu for many days. Once they were outside, they would undoubtedly strike Daoism, though the two had suffered severe blood and qi damage in the Supreme Celestial Abyss, so they would surely restore themselves first.
According to Lin Heng’s estimation,
those two Saints should have almost recovered by now.
Therefore, he couldn’t stay in Qingqiu any longer.
Otherwise, Yang Jian would face enormous pressure again.
"Two of you, farewell."
After preparing, Lin Heng nodded in acknowledgment to East Emperor Taiyi and Demon Master Kunpeng, and then left the Endless Fire Realm.
The Purple Gold Dao spanned across Qingqiu, straight into the Space-Time Black Sea.
Under the watchful eyes of powerful beings from various highlands, the group opened a barrier leading to the Great Thousand and departed.
"Finally gone."
Many powerful beings from Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since Lin Heng arrived at Qingqiu, this part of the world had known no peace, with several Saint Level battles leaving people anxious.
Fortunately, it all ended.
"Who would have thought, Daoism produced such a terrifying monster again."
"I really want to return to the Grand Thousand Upper Realm to see how things have changed outside?"
Many who did not originally belong here felt a longing for their homeland outside.
...
Meanwhile, at the Holy Race Highland.
In a grand, ancient hall, Su Daji and Bao Si were looking at each other.
"Go to the Grand Thousand Upper Realm to approach that Celestial Venerable?"
"This..."
"Fox Ancestor, that’s a contemporary Saint Level existence, seeking to seize the Daoist Court’s fortune, this is too difficult..."
Su Daji couldn’t help but complain.
Indeed, she desired to visit the Grand Thousand Upper Realm.
But she wouldn’t dare to contemplate a contemporary Saint...
"When did I ever ask you to seize the Daoist Court’s fortune?" The Fox Ancestor on the throne shook her head, appearing very old, nestled on the white jade throne, exuding a laziness of one at life’s twilight.
"Ah? That’s not what you meant?" Su Daji’s beautiful eyes were puzzled.
Bao Si was also slightly surprised.
She and Su Daji had each been to the outside world once.
And that one time, Su Daji stole the national fortune of the Shang Dynasty, while she herself caused chaos in the Great Zhou Immortal Court.
Therefore, when the Fox Ancestor summoned them, saying they should leave Qingqiu to approach that Celestial Venerable,
their first reaction was another task.
However, the Fox Ancestor shook her head and said, "Just cling to the Daoist Court, that Celestial Venerable is extraordinary, pleasing him concerns the Fox Race’s future."
Su Daji and Bao Si looked at each other, mouths slightly open as if wanting to ask something, but the Fox Ancestor waved her hand saying:
"Alright, I’m weary, no time to lose, go soon."
She finished speaking, closed her eyes, ignored the two.
"Uh..."
Seeing this, the two hesitated but finally bowed, saying, "Then we will go, Ancestor, please rest."
After speaking,
they left the ancient hall.
Once Su Daji and Bao Si left, a shadow slowly appeared in the corner of the hall.
If those two were here, they’d certainly cry out in surprise.
Only because that shadow was none other than the Candle Dragon from the Supreme Celestial Abyss!
"Feeling reluctant?"
Candle Dragon appeared in the hall, smiling and asking as the Fox Ancestor, now sitting upright from her relaxed position on the white jade throne, gazed at the departing figures of Su Daji and Bao Si.
"Naturally, somewhat," she said, not denying it.
"But, some matters need us to shoulder them, at least for now, only we can bear this burden."
"As for victory or defeat..."
The Fox Ancestor paused, saying, "It all depends on whether that ’one’ can return smoothly."