Realm-Hopping Martial Master

"It's fortunate that Golden Horn is unharmed today, otherwise, I would have made a move and slaughtered you humans today."

The hunched figure of Witchcraft Poison Demon Venerable stood before the terrifying Great Dao poisonous miasma, confronting the three Daoist Venerables of the Human Clan from afar but not initiating an attack, merely ensuring that Feng Yuan completely left their sight.

He knew that if he made a move, he might not be able to deal with the four Daoist Venerables ahead.

It would be easy to be left behind if he fell into a stalemate.

If more Human Clan Daoist Venerables came to support, he might not fare well.

Thus, he only needed to achieve deterrence.

The aura from both sides gradually calmed in the standoff.

"It seems that you humans are just like this. You recklessly came to the Demon Domain with several Late Stage Mixed Cave Daoist Venerables wandering about?"

"Today, I'll spare you young ones."

Witchcraft Poison Demon Venerable did not turn back, calculating the time, Golden Horn should be far away.

He also had no plans to linger here.

His figure gradually turned into a phantom.

Vanishing into the space.

Leaving only a trace of the Great Dao poisonous miasma, still lingering.

"Damn it!"

Xuan Ming Daoist Venerable took a deep breath, his face showing some changes.

He clearly saw the disdain of Witchcraft Poison Demon Venerable, but indeed, he could not make a move.

He had to turn and look at Jiang Shu, saying:

"Supreme Mysterious Daoist Venerable, are your injuries okay?"

"Thank you, seniors, for coming to support."

Jiang Shu respectfully returned the courtesy, but no one knew that his spirit had long been split into two.

A part of him had already followed Golden Horn to deeper into the Demon Domain.

...

Under the gentle and delicate space power from a Kunpeng Clan Demon Monarch, and the continuous nourishment from the Nirvana True Flame of Feng Yuan Demon Venerable, the injuries of the unconscious Golden Horn were initially controlled, and the intense energy conflict was temporarily calmed down.

Though the secret Nirvana True Flame of the Phoenix Clan was not as pure as the real Phoenix Flame, it contained powerful Vitality Power, slowly nurturing his shattered muscles and bones, preventing further deterioration.

Days later, a massive, streamlined flying shuttle burning Phoenix True Flame broke through the energy barrier surrounding the Demon Domain and landed steadily on a heavily guarded platform at the edge of the Emperor Palace.

There were already Demon Race Priests waiting here.

Golden Horn's huge dragon body was cautiously lifted.

His eyes remained tightly shut, his face pale as gold paper, his breath slightly more stable than in the Shattered Star Domain, yet still weak like a candle in the wind.

The twisted, wasted dragon claw hung limply, glaringly conspicuous. The potent Dragon Might had retreated, leaving only a thick sense of weakness.

Golden Horn's body was placed on a massive Red Jade Marrow Platform, within which flowed the liquid Star Marrow Essence, emitting a gentle glow.

A dozen Demon Race Priests wearing ancient ceremonial robes surrounded the platform, each possessing the cultivation of a Demon Monarch. They were solemn, chanting oddly syllabled, primitive prayers.

Beneath the platform, a massive array drawn with Demon Blood mixed with Star Sand gradually lit up with scarlet light, countless small symbols engraved with the Power of Great Dao, converging into a strong Vitality Power continuously injected into Golden Horn's shattered dragon body.

At the core of the array, three differently colored Crystal Cores, each containing terrifying energy, floated.

One was a newly formed Star Core, magnificent and weighty.

One was the Nine Tribulations Heavenly Thunder Wood Heart taken from the Emperor Palace Treasure Vault, vast in vitality.

The last was bizarrely solidified, once the essence of a Demon Venerable of the Dragon Clan, suppressing bloodlines, stabilizing origins.

It was the "Ten Thousand Sources Blood Gathering Life Array," one of the life-saving techniques of the Demon Race, capable of squandering enough resources to bankrupt a small Demon Race tribe with each operation.

The air was filled with a bloody scent, spiritual medicine fragrance, and a heavy evil qi that seemed to echo the wails of ten thousand spirits.

Feng Yuan Demon Venerable, clad in a luxurious red-gold robe, looked so sullen it seemed as if water could drip from his face, personally guarding the Array Hub and controlling the overall situation.

He occasionally flicked out a thread of pure Nirvana True Flame, cautiously merging it into Golden Horn's body to help dispel that stubborn, marrow-eating Desolate Power.

His heart was intensely frustrated, Heaven-Burning Ancestor had caused trouble, the Emperor Palace was furious, and the Phoenix Clan had to bear the brunt of the pressure first.

Originally, he had no goodwill towards Golden Horn, a True Dragon prodigy, even holding some jealousy towards the Ancestor Dragon's Shadow. But now he had to stake his life to save him.

Phoenix True Flame was the Life Source Fire, and continuously exhausting it was also a considerable burden on himself.

"How is the situation?"

A low, dignified voice like metal scraping outside the hall echoed.

The voice was not loud, yet it overshadowed the prayers and array roaring inside the hall.

The two Phoenix Clan Demon Monarchs guarding the hall's entrance trembled and immediately stepped aside with bowed backs.

An elderly figure walked in.

The entire body was encased in dark gold Dragon Scale Armor, moving with a dull metallic clash of the armor plates, each step causing the floor of the treatment hall to tremble slightly.

Despite the aged posture, the pair of dark gold vertical pupils scanning the hall carried an imposing aura that seemed to scrutinize everything, it was none other than Ao Qing, a famous Demon Venerable of the Dragon Clan from Golden Horn's lineage.

His realm had reached Demon Venerable Late Stage.

Even a few times stronger than Witchcraft Poison Demon Venerable.

Ao Qing's gaze instantly locked onto the descendant of his lineage on the Jade Marrow Platform.

Previously, just a prodigy Demon Monarch, he would barely remember.

But now, with the news of Ancestor Dragon Bloodline in Golden Horn.

Even he, who was in full seclusion, chose to come out from retreat.

Seeing that twisted right arm, charred, curling back, and Golden Horn's unprecedented pale weakness.

Ao Qing snorted coldly, those colder-than-molten-gold vertical pupils suddenly contracted, a furious aura nearly unrestrainedly spread out and halted the chanting of surrounding priests.

Feng Yuan took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Senior, the Ten Thousand Sources Blood Gathering Life Array is in full operation, the Emperor Palace's treasures have been utilized, along with my Nirvana True Flame suppression, life should be safe."

"But the power left by Jiang Taixuan is extremely bizarre, not purely fire poison or destruction power, it incorporates some supreme desolate intent, and even a trace of indescribable Creation poison, not only hindering self-recovery but slowly eroding the origin."

"His right arm's bones are completely shattered, meridians severed, Dao wounds deep into the marrow. For rapid recovery, I'm afraid there's no..."

Ao Qing did not turn back, his voice cold as eternal ice.

"Afraid there's no what?"

"Golden Horn has Ancestor Dragon Bloodline, as long as he cultivates, he will succeed. A day's cultivation stagnation, what differs in the future will not be slight!"

"Exert every effort, reconnect the Dragon Vein, reshape the Dragon Bone!"

"Doesn't the Phoenix Clan's secret treasury have a Nirvana Bathing Pool?"

"If still insufficient, then go plead for the Emperor Palace to open the core blood pool!"

"...Yes."

Feng Yuan gritted his teeth, the Nirvana Bathing Pool was the foundational place accumulated by the Phoenix Clan across generations.

Only the finest prodigy would enter it during the promotion to Demon Monarch, to soak.

To experience various Great Dao powers.

And this, was merely for a few days of realization, even only a few hours.

Given Golden Horn's wounds, entering the Nirvana Bathing Pool might drain all the Great Dao aura inside!

Ao Qing's insistence on extracting it indeed showed his fierce protectiveness.

If it had been previously, Ao Qing's words would not need him to refute, other Demon Venerables of the Phoenix Clan would step forward to anger rebuke.

Though Ao Qing was powerful, he was only a Late Stage Demon Venerable.

In the Phoenix Clan too existed the presence of Demon Lords!

Regrettably...

This time, due to Heaven-Burning Ancestor, the Phoenix Clan already owed the Dragon Clan greatly.

If it weren't for the battle between Jiang Shu and Golden Horn.

Even if Golden Horn was injured, they could say Golden Horn's identity was unclear, unable to treat.

But now, the entire Demon Domain already spread the news, Golden Horn Demon Venerable and Jiang Shu fought, even matched evenly!

Such talent completely shocked the entire Demon Domain.

Suddenly, public opinion surged.

If the Phoenix Clan does not do something, how would other clans view the Phoenix Clan?