Primordial Era: I, Yuan Hong, am solely focused on stability; humanity remains clear-headed

Chapter 183 Flying Demon Saint, the Law of the Weak

Just as Yuan Hong was racing against time to refine the Chaos Divine Water and restore his depleted mana as quickly as possible.

Below, this ancient star, with a diameter exceeding billions of miles, suddenly shattered!

"Rumble..."

Roar! !

But then, with a roar that shook the starry sky, terrifying demonic energy soared into the heavens, and a vast and mighty force revived within the star, constantly pushing it outwards.

Suddenly, the star could not withstand such force and was torn apart from the inside, exploding into a dazzling burst of starlight fireworks!

Even stars with diameters of billions of miles are nothing in front of a quasi-saint, as fragile as toys.

Countless fragments of broken boulders flew everywhere, merging with the omnipresent chaotic air currents, making the place seem like an apocalypse.

Yuan Hong saw that among the violently shattered continental shelves, there was a colossal demon beast, as large as a mountain, stretching its body as if it were yawning.

With the slightest movement, it burst the star that had resided there for many years, tearing it to shreds with a mere flick of its wrist!

This demon had a bird's head and a deer's body, with antlers on its head, a snake's tail, leopard markings, and wings on its sides. Its appearance was strange, as if it were a composite of many species.

In fact, many innate deities and primordial creatures have similar peculiar shapes, resembling four different things, but this is actually a symbol of power.

The many races that emerged in later generations, with their distinct characteristics, are actually traits of beings born later.

Of course, in Yuan Hong's view, these powerful deities and alien species did indeed have strange appearances, truly looking as if they were pieced together.

Only a few combinations are quite good, and a very few are even perfect, such as the dragon and the phoenix!

Each part of a true dragon's body can actually be seen as a different post-natal being, but they are perfectly combined to form one of the most powerful races in the world.

That said, the ancient demon saint in the present moment was clearly also a primordial deity who was later recruited by Emperor Jun and Taiyi and became a member of the demon race.

Now revealing its true form, it is as large as a mountain, yet its body is constantly surrounded by a faint layer of cyan energy, which is the transformation of wind energy. This makes its huge body not appear bloated at all, but rather has a light and agile feel, as if it were the embodiment of the wind.

Yuan Hong could clearly sense the aura of the Law of Wind emanating from it, indicating its extremely high cultivation level.

Upon seeing this appearance and demeanor, Yuan Hong's eyes flickered, and he began to speculate about the identity of this demon.

However, seeing the demon's arrogant demeanor, he still asked:

"May I ask which demon saint you are, fellow Daoist? I never expected you to survive the devastating Lich Calamity. It seems you are quite powerful."

Yuan Hong spoke calmly, without the slightest hint of worry, as if he were just greeting an ordinary person.

Although he had a headache, he didn't really have any fear of dying, so he was able to maintain a calm mind.

He easily passed the test of the Styx Ancestor and caused great losses to the Styx. How could a mere remaining demon saint possibly do anything to him?

Besides, Yuan Hong felt that he might not necessarily fight with this demon saint he had never met before.

After all, there was no grudge between them.

Yuan Hong is a gibbon, not a human, and has no special karmic connection with the demon race.

Moreover, as he wields the Seal of Humanity, he will inevitably become the Emperor of Humanity in the future, determined to lead all races and integrate humanity, and he does not discriminate against any race.

Yuan Hong would only take action to kill those who had provoked him, or those who liked to kill indiscriminately and cause inhumane conflicts.

For example, some cannibalistic monsters, or certain evil cultivators among the human race.

As for the ancient demon saint who slumbers deep in the primordial starry sky, Yuan Hong does not know his specific attitude or character. However, if he is lucky, he may not necessarily become an enemy.

The primordial world is so vast, the time is so long, and there are so many cultivators. It's impossible for them to become enemies as soon as they meet. No matter how the law of the jungle works, it can't be done like that, otherwise no one could stand it.

Unless, of course, there are significant interests at stake that necessitate a life-or-death struggle.

In the current situation, their meeting is merely a coincidence, and there are no treasures here.

Unfortunately, what the demon saint said next made Yuan Hong's expression darken, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"I am Fei Lian, the Demon Saint!"

"You brat, how dare you trespass on my sleeping place! You must pay the price."

"Besides, you're just a mere Grand Luo Golden Immortal, and you seem quite weak. Heh, what right do you have to address me as a fellow Daoist?"

Fei Lian spoke in a booming voice, making no attempt to hide his contempt for Yuan Hong.

Just kidding, the ferocity of the demon race is no joke, let alone that of a dignified demon saint.

Unless they are a few exceptions like Bai Ze, most powerful demons are just like that, with a strong sense of the law of the jungle and the supremacy of the strong!

Fei Lian was a quasi-saint, so seeing Yuan Hong, who was merely a Great Luo Perfection cultivator, he would naturally look down on him subconsciously.

In particular, Yuan Hong's aura was extremely weak, making him appear somewhat outwardly strong but inwardly weak. Fei Lian naturally sensed this, so there was no need for it to feign compliance.

At this moment, its huge eyes looked at Yuan Hong with a greedy look, a bloodthirsty glint in them.

It survived the final battle of the ancient lich, but it was seriously injured by the Space Ancestral Witch.

It quickly fled into the depths of the starry sky to avoid being found, and then fell into a deep sleep.

While asleep, he instinctively circulated his cultivation technique, continuously and slowly repairing his injuries.

During its long slumber, its injuries, though not fully healed, have stabilized and will at least have little impact on its performance.

Moreover, barring any major accidents, it can keep the injury under control and prevent it from worsening!

As for fully recovering from the injuries, that would be quite difficult, since the injuries were left by the most powerful ancestral witch, and the Dao traces are indestructible for eternity, unless extremely precious resources are refined.

It wasn't until today, when Yuan Hong stumbled upon the star where Fei Lian was sleeping, that Fei Lian finally woke up.

Indeed, the surrounding starry sky is desolate and devoid of any opportunities. If one were to encounter a powerful cultivator, there would be no chance of a fight.

However, for Fei Lian at this moment, Yuan Hong himself meant a huge supply package!

Of course, it doesn't mean it knows Yuan Hong has countless precious treasures; it refers to Yuan Hong himself.

"I never expected to run into a heavily injured and weakened Great Luo Perfection cultivator right after I woke up. It's just the right time."

"Judging from his aura, he seems to have a very strong physical body, and his origins are quite peculiar, somewhat resembling those barbarian witches."

Fei Lian looked at Yuan Hong, seemingly lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)