Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6335: Ancient Demon Revival



"I feel it too... it's as if it's right beneath the glacier!"

At that moment, someone recognized who Fancheng was and exclaimed, "He is Fanxin from a thousand years ago, now reborn as Fancheng!"

"Isn't he the lovestruck monk from the Tang Dynasty?"

"That's right!"

Everyone seemed to understand in a daze.

A thousand years ago, that lucky young man had received a legacy within the glacier, and his strength skyrocketed. Not only did he establish the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, but he also once sealed a top-tier divine warrior.

Yet now, he had fallen silently.

It was evidently related to the legacy he had once received.

As waves of shock rippled through their hearts, Tianshan suddenly trembled, and a terrifying aura erupted from the depths of the earth.

Everyone swallowed hard.

"There's something down there... that aura is the source of the terror!" A Nascent Soul stage cultivator stared in horror at the crack in Tianshan.

At this moment, a beam of white light appeared in the distance, revealing a man dressed in white with a tall crown. When he saw Fancheng's corpse, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm too late!" This man was Zhen Xian from Baoguang Temple, a close friend of Fancheng. Moreover, he had another identity-an upper realm cultivator.

He was known as Zhen Xian because in the upper realm, he truly was an Immortal!

"You shouldn't have fallen like this. Your talent far surpassed mine. If I had asked my master to descend, he would have certainly taken you away! Why did you insist on repaying a favor to an ancient demon?" He sighed deeply.

This was something he couldn't understand, perhaps because he came from the upper realm.

Mortals valued karma, and cultivators also placed importance on it. However, no matter how great the karma, it shouldn't block one's path to cultivation.

Yet Fancheng was willing to die to fulfill his karma.

In the eyes of true cultivators, this was a foolish act.

Years ago, Fancheng had benefited from the ancient demon and promised to release the demon after deciphering the secret technique.

But he had one condition: not to harm mortals.

The ancient demon could slaughter cultivators across the world, but it had to leave a path for mortals.

Both sides verbally agreed.

Fancheng repaid his debt, but the ancient demon might not honor its promise.

Therefore, Zhen Xian believed Fancheng was too foolish and naive.

Now that the ancient demon had awakened, who knew if peace would still reign in this world. "Sigh, I hope you don't go too far!"

Zhen Xian sighed, glanced at the terrifying ancient demon about to break free from the ice, and then turned to leave.

He needed to return to the upper realm. Besides seeking help from the experts in his sect, he could also shatter the void and leave on his own-though the power required was immense.

Initially, he had intended for Fancheng to help, but Fancheng had been determined to die. Now, he had to rely on himself.

However, the area around Mangshan County was a viable option.

Besides, his junior sister had already gone there.

It was time for him to return and clean up the mess, to obtain that power and rise again!

Zhen Xian left lightly, but the scattered cultivators of the Northern Glacier were in a dire situation.

It was too late to escape now. The ancient demon shattered the glacier, and a sharp claw extended out, instantly crushing a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

"Roar!"

The fresh blood made the ancient demon incredibly excited. It let out a howl and freed its entire body from Tianshan.

"Curse the Divine Eye Clan!"

The ancient demon broke free from the ice mountain, fully revealing itself between heaven and earth.

It stood a hundred zhang tall, with nine heads, eight arms, and six legs.

Each head was grotesque, but none had eyes-only a large, bloody mouth.

The ancient demon's eyes were located on its chest.

It was a blood-red pupil, like a giant fireball.

Blindingly bright.

It gazed at the cultivators who had inherited the Divine Eye's legacy, and the blood-red eye immediately shot out a beam of light. The cultivators struck by it were instantly reduced to dust.

The ancient demon absorbed both the strength and blood of its prey, leaving behind only a pile of ashes that had once been a body.

"Heh, hahaha, the taste of blood-I haven't savored it in so long. The living beings of this world shall all become my nourishment!" the ancient demon cackled.

It rampaged across the entire Northern Region Glacier, madly hunting down cultivators. Despite its massive frame, its speed was anything but slow. With each stride, it covered a hundred miles.

The Nascent Soul cultivators scattered in all directions, trying to escape, but ninety percent of them still perished. Only a lucky few managed to survive.

But they knew that peace would no longer exist in this world. Even if they escaped now, once the ancient demon set its sights on them, there would be no hiding within the Red Eyes Realm. The demon would traverse the entire realm in no time, and eventually, it would hunt down every last cultivator.

Despite the overwhelming despair, as long as there was even a sliver of hope, they would fight

for it.

"The Dao Leader is in the Eastern Land of the Tang Dynasty! We must quickly join forces with him. The ancient demon shouldn't head to the Tang Dynasty right away!"

"Everyone, scatter and flee! We'll regroup in the Tang Dynasty!"

"Agreed!"

The surviving Nascent Soul cultivators nodded in unison before dispersing in different directions, each fleeing with all their might.

As expected, the ancient demon didn't immediately chase after them. Instead, it turned its destructive focus on the Northern Region Glacier. The millennia-old profound ice was shattered to pieces by the demon's eight arms. With its blood-red eyes, the demon transformed the entire glacier into a vast ocean.

This was the true power of the ancient demon, far beyond what could be achieved by merely

shattering space.

The demon now possessed strength that surpassed even the Divine Manifestation Realm.

"Divine Eye Inheritance?" The ancient demon wrapped its eight arms around a colorful grand hall, lifting it straight from the ocean's depths.

"So, this is the inheritance of the third sequence. No wonder I was sealed in this place. Among the 108 ancient domains, 108 gods and demons were born. 72 of them were slain, and the remaining ones must have been sealed by the Divine Eye Clan!"

The ancient demon was highly intelligent. It had once been a powerful being from the Upper Realm, part of the oldest batch of innate creatures. These special lifeforms had genes far superior to those of acquired creatures. Their innate divine power was a thousand times stronger than that of ordinary people.

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quickly cultivated to great heights.

But as the human race's numbers grew and their comprehension abilities increased, they rose

up despite lacking the divine power of the ancient demons. Their rise was so rapid that the

ancient demons didn't even have time to react.

One must understand that each time an ancient demon slumbered, it was for tens of thousands of years or even longer. They never considered humans a threat, treating them like

livestock to be raised.

But by the time they realized what was happening, humanity had already produced superpowers that could rival them. And their numbers continued to grow.

When the ancient demons tried to suppress them, the humans banded together and established the Heavenly Court.

Back then, the Heavenly Court was ruled by those who inherited the Divine Eye. These inheritors possessed heaven-defying strength. Not only did they catch up to the ancient demons, but they quickly surpassed them.

In just tens of thousands of years, the era of the ancient demons crumbled.

One by one, the ancient demons were slain, and the ancient domains fell into human hands.

In the end, the last thirty-six ancient demons fought desperately. Even though they lost, they shattered their ancient domains, refusing to leave them for the human cultivators.

Thus, the ancient domains were broken.

For the ancient demons, the destruction of their domains was akin to self-destruction.