novelraw Chapter 1174 - 623: The Source of the Demon Suppression Divine Power
Chapter 1174 - 623: The Source of the Demon Suppression Divine Power
The atmosphere reached the utmost silence.
The fiery aura on the Drought Demon gradually subsided.
It stared directly into Lin Yan's eyes.
They exchanged looks for a moment.
Until Lin Yan, amidst his shock, gradually calmed down.
Only then did its hand slowly rise.
And in the next moment, Lin Yan slowly retreated.
He too withdrew this sea of blood.
As the blood sea receded!
As the Drought Demon's domain withdrew from the scorched earth!
This land lay in ruins!
Burned by countless flames, then soaked by the crimson sea.
There were countless broken weapons and many severed corpses and limbs.
The God of War Emperor Clan suffered numerous casualties, and those remaining were all utterly weak.
The human army had already withdrawn.
On this vast, blood-red land.
An extremely eerie atmosphere settled in.
"..."
The Drought Demon's gaze was calm, no longer indifferent, and certainly not bloodthirsty as before.
It placed its finger in its mouth.
In an instant, it bit off this finger.
It threw the finger, transforming into flames, covering a radius of ten miles.
Enveloping both itself and Lin Yan in a prison of fire!
"Master?"
Wang He's face changed dramatically, shock filling his heart, as he hurried to mobilize the army once more, intending to charge into that fire prison.
Yet at this moment, Lin Yan's voice came to his ears.
"Wait!"
——
The high-ranking members of various Emperor Clans looked at each other.
Under the shroud of the fire prison, even the Old God's Magical Objects could not reflect the scenes within.
"What does this mean?"
"Does the Drought Demon's action mean it intends to perish together with that strongest of the Human Clan, burning together?"
"No, it has regained its divine sense; just now it could have smashed that human's head, yet merely covered his mouth."
"The human seemed about to say something, as if with a willingness to die?"
"Could it be that something he says could alter the course of battle?"
"But what does the Drought Demon mean now?"
The atmosphere instantly became stagnant.
The leaders of various Emperor Clan worlds looked at each other uneasily.
"Could it be... it, like the Canglong, might be subdued by the Human Clan?"
——
In Qifeng Prefecture City.
Wutong Divine Mother gazed into the distance, showing a complicated expression, and murmured, "At last, everything has been exhausted."
"This one Dao seed's divine skill is still incomplete."
"But why does this human from future generations possess complete divine skills?"
Its gaze was complicated as it slightly raised its head, looking toward the sky dome.
The great sun had already set in the west, about to descend.
The world would soon welcome another Deceit Night.
Yet today's sunlight seemed so weak that it lacked even a hint of afterglow.
The scarlet sky dome became exceedingly dim.
Before even entering Deceit Night, darkness seemed to have already fallen.
"The night... has come earlier."
Wutong Divine Mother's tone was full of worry.
——
And within those ten miles of fire.
The Drought Demon severed one finger.
Then gently stroked its pierced chest.
What was pierced was its heart.
With a soft gesture, that blood-stained divine iron from the ground landed in its hand.
This divine iron was previously the sword in Lin Yan's hand, fused with its blood.
"..."
Lin Yan's expression was solemn, but he didn't know how to speak.
He could tell that the Drought Demon's consciousness as a Divine Spirit in life had fully awakened.
Yet the true consciousness of the other party didn't seem like that of an Evil God.
At least not with any greater malice.
Even though Lin Yan had injured it this deeply.
It still did not show any intent to kill.
Instead, its gaze at Lin Yan carried an unspeakable complexity.
After a pause, the Drought Demon finally spoke again.
This time, its voice no longer possessed the former bloodthirsty craving, nor the rigidity and dullness.
The voice was clear, like a brook flowing.
Only amidst the voice, there was a touch of weariness.
"The Dao seed is singular!"
"..."
Lin Yan paused for a moment, then understood.
What the other spoke of the Dao seed, should be the Demon Suppression Divine Power.
"Your Dao seed is exceedingly odd."
The Drought Demon spoke again, its gaze peculiar.
"..."
Lin Yan frowned slightly.
"But your Dao seed is the most perfect."
The Drought Demon slowly said, "You are not from this human's era; it seems that after a long time, someone gained this Dao seed from within me, derived it to perfection, and it fell upon you."
Lin Yan was shocked to his core!
Ever since he awakened his Innate Wisdom, he had two great divine skills.
He'd always believed these two great divine skills were innate, arising with his past life's awakening.
But the other's meaning was.
The Demon Suppression Divine Power is singular!
Originating from the Drought Demon!
"Thank you!"
The Drought Demon took a step back, then offered a gentle bow, saying: "I did not complete my mission, but in future generations, it was you who completed it on my behalf."
"Why?"
Lin Yan spoke solemnly, "What is your mission? How did this Dao seed come to be?"
The Drought Demon paused, looked to the sky dome, and said, "I am not clear about the origin of this Dao seed either."
"But it came from within the Sun God."
"Through the long ages, it gradually emerged."
"And I am the vessel that carries the Dao seed."
"To carry the Dao seed, one must have experienced life and death."
"Only the deceased Sun God can be the soil to nurture the Dao seed."
"Only in my death can I serve as the vessel to carry the Dao seed."
"And you..."
The Drought Demon slightly shook its head, softly saying, "I could not see through your reality..."
Lin Yan pondered upon hearing this.
But just as Lin Yan prepared to speak again.
The Drought Demon glanced southward and said, "So the Emperor Canglong has also fallen, leaving only a shell?"
"You came for the Canglong?"
Lin Yan asked.