Chapter 712: War Breaks Out!
Changfeng, the Demon King of the Great Marshlands, was now facing the hardest challenge of his life. Throughout the past thousand years of his life, he had never felt so close to death.
After taking Daoist Changsheng's fatal blow that had been meant for Chu Liang, Changfeng plummeted heavily into the sea, dispersing most of his palm force. Though severely injured both internally and externally, he believed that, given time, his wounds would eventually heal.
However, upon returning to the Mountain Range of the Seven Kings, he realized something was terribly wrong.
It turned out that during this time, his life source had been rapidly draining away. Demons, naturally gifted with longevity, could be seen as having traded their deeper understanding of the Great Dao for an extended lifespan. Initially, he dismissed it as ordinary injuries. However, upon entering the Demon God Temple, he was shocked to discover that his qi and blood had been severely weakened and that he had aged nearly a thousand years in mere days.
Thus, the Great High Priest hurried to investigate his condition but could only conclude one thing: Changfeng had been struck by Daoist Cangsheng's divine skill. The effects of the Great Dao of Infinity were rapidly eroding Changfeng's corporeal body. If this continued, it was only a matter of time before he was reduced to nothing more than a pile of decaying bones.
The Great High Priest was trying every method he knew to try and stop the erosion of the Great Dao of Infinity. However, that was when the thunderous sounds of collapsing mountains reached his ears. The Great High Priest realized that if he didn’t intervene, Venerable Wen Yuan would flatten the entire Mountain Range of the Seven Kings. And so, the Great High Priest hurried out to help with the defense, leaving Changfeng behind.
This was the first time that Changfeng had felt a span of time was agonizingly long. He desperately hoped the Great High Priest would swiftly defeat the forces of the Mount Shu Sect and return to save him... It would be fine even if the Great High Priest got defeated, as long as he would come back after that to save his life.
At this moment, Changfeng lay in the temple's chamber. His enormous purple python tail flickered in and out of sight, his thoughts muddled and hazy.
If this went on any longer, he felt he might soon be meeting his great-grandmother in the afterlife.
Logically, a cultivator at the eighth realm should not have such a fragile life force. However, the Great Dao of Infinity was extraordinarily strange, and when amplified by the Chrono Wheel of the East Sea, its effects became utterly unfathomable.
In addition, the Great Dao of Severed Breath that Changfeng controlled could not do anything about the effects of the Great Dao of Infinity. No matter how he circulated his qi, he could only slow the aging slightly.