CHAPTER 231: CHAPTER 221: HUMAN RACE’S POISONOUS SCHEME, THE 99 HUANGQU ARRAY

"The Dragon Sun Martial Emperor was a half-human, half-demon with a human head and a serpentine body. He was both the only True Dragon in the world and the first Human Clan Emperor."

"Over a hundred years ago, due to the Dragon Sun Demon Emperor’s status, the Five Great Human Tribe Academies jointly issued a decree, recognizing us Dragon Transformation Cultivators as part of the Human Race and recruiting Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators into the Five Great God Continents."

"At that time, we Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators had already spent countless years rushing to the Endless Sea Area, taking root and settling down. It was impossible for us to affiliate with the Human Race."

"But suspicions had arisen, particularly among the Great Flying Bird Demons led by the Phoenix Transformation Cultivators, who saw this as a precious opportunity."

"The Human Race’s blatant, toxic scheme aimed to divide our Demon Clan. Yet, in the end, the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land still decided to expel us Dragon Transformation Cultivators."

"..."

Han Kui spoke gently, her voice like a clear mountain stream.

Hong Yuan listened quietly.

Dragon Sun Martial Emperor... The corners of Hong Yuan’s mouth twitched involuntarily upon hearing this matter was actually related to a Great Emperor.

Good grief, even after death he can stir trouble among the Demon Clan; that’s the weight of being the first Human Clan Emperor... Hong Yuan admired inwardly.

After pondering for a while, Hong Yuan decided to head towards the Huangqu River where his master, Master Heavenly River, resided.

His primary reason for entering the dreamscape was to enhance his strength. Surviving longer was definitely the right choice.

This dragon girl, Han Kui, is of no value anymore. Hong Yuan glanced at Han Kui.

Blue Demon Essence slowly surfaced on his hand, forming a sharp blade.

Han Kui couldn’t help but shiver, clutching her white palace dress and hugging her arms to her chest.

Just as Hong Yuan was about to strike Han Kui, the Demon Essence in his body suddenly surged violently, forcing him to interrupt his action.

Hong Yuan frowned slightly and continued to gather the Demon Essence blade.

"BOOM!"

An intense boom echoed in Hong Yuan’s mind, and in an instant, it went blank.

His consciousness left Han Jiuming’s body and entered a third-person perspective, watching Han Jiuming treat Han Kui with brotherly warmth and concern.

"..."

What’s this, treating me like a portable grandfather?

Hong Yuan watched speechlessly as Han Jiuming and Han Kui below seemed to enter a cutscene.

The conversation between Han Jiuming and Han Kui confirmed this notion in his mind.

Han Jiuming said with a determined expression, "Don’t worry, Sister Kui. I will definitely take you back to the Huangqu River. There, we’ll surely escape the pursuit and return to a safe life."

With a sweet smile, Han Kui clung to Han Jiuming’s arm and said, "Thank you, Jiuming."

The next moment, Hong Yuan’s consciousness returned to Han Jiuming’s body. Feeling the softness in his arm, Hong Yuan pushed Han Kui away.

Sensing Han Jiuming turn cold again, Han Kui blinked her pretty almond eyes, still unable to understand why her Jiuming was so hot and cold towards her.

"Feng Yu and the others were dealt with by me. There will likely be more pursuers. Let’s go," Hong Yuan said, his face expressionless.

He waved the Flood Gathering War Banner, and a murky undercurrent appeared from the ground. With a leap, he entered the turbid river and headed towards the Huangqu River.

Han Kui immediately jumped in with a splash, closely following Hong Yuan.

Her gaze, however, was filled with terror.

Feng Yu was one of the Six Great Tao Species of the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land, possessing formidable strength and regarded as a potential next Demon Saint.

Countless seniors had high hopes for him, believing he was destined to achieve the True Body of the Vermilion Bird!

To be able to kill Feng Yu, Jiuming’s strength must be on par with Mo Yilun, the Kylin of the Ink Sea.

No, more than that. He might be like Heavenly Horned Ant Tianli, capable of confronting a Demon Saint with the body of a Demon!?

Han Kui was stunned.

She had never known her Jiuming was so formidable.

「In the real world, Dragon God Sacred Land.」

Wan Xuerou, the messenger who was close to the Black Dragon Demon Saint and had helped Hong Yuan achieve a resounding victory in the Heart-questioning Trial, returned to the Dragon God Sacred Land from the Dragon Star Sea Region.

Eternal night shrouded the Dragon God Sacred Land, where countless Stars twinkled, arranged like a celestial ocean.

Without accurate coordinates, one would become lost among the starry paths and die of old age.

Dressed in a white palace dress, Wan Xuerou moved with light steps, accurately heading toward a star brimming with warm blue light.

That was the "Twin Cold" Star, a celestial body commemorating Celestial Maiden Han Kui and the Great Moon Saint, Han Jiuming.

Here lived the Dragon Transformation Cultivators of the Han surname.

Wan Xuerou hailed from the Wan Xue lineage of the Han clan.

"Sister Rou!"

"Little Rou, you’re back!"

Elders and children alike greeted Wan Xuerou. She responded warmly, like a young woman returning home.

Soon, she reached the Han Lineage Ancestral Hall.

The Han Lineage Ancestral Hall was brilliantly lit.

A young man with fair skin, delicate features, and a strong resemblance to Han Jiuming—about seventy percent similar—emerged from the moon gate.

Clad in plain Taoist robes, his expression was solemn, and he carried the air of an enlightened master.

This was Han Sansheng, the renowned Cold Rain Demon Saint of the Demon Clan, an eighth-order big shot.

Despite his youthful appearance, he had actually lived for over three thousand years—a veritable old demon.

"Little Rou, why have you returned?" Han Sansheng asked, puzzled.

"Great Elder," Wan Xuerou replied in a solemn voice, "I’ve discovered the inheritance of the Great Moon Saint. It’s the long-lost Flood Gathering War Banner!"

WHOOSH!

A glint flickered in Han Sansheng’s eyes, but he calmly asked, "Only the Flood Gathering War Banner?"

The Flood Gathering War Banner was merely an early Tao Species of the Great Moon Saint, Han Jiuming, not his Life Tao Seed. It isn’t significant enough to warrant me, Han Sansheng, going to such lengths.

"Yes. The owner is Xuan Guangqiao, the adopted son of Elder Brother Xuan Qi!"

Xuan Guangqiao... Han Sansheng muttered, a slight smile playing on his lips.

「The autumn wind was bleak, and huge waves surged.」

Hong Yuan had been traveling with Han Kui for three days and nights.

A large, black-armored Water Beast carried them, riding the wind and breaking the waves, heading straight for the Huangqu River.

I’m lacking the materials to build the Ninety-Nine Huangqu Array, Hong Yuan sighed inwardly, gazing at the Flood Gathering War Banner.

Through the insights into the Water Tao imparted by Han Jiuming, Hong Yuan now understood the formidable power of the Ninety-Nine Huangqu Array.

He still planned to successfully construct it in the dreamscape to gain experience.

Then, he would return to reality and deduce a military formation version of the Ninety-Nine Huangqu Array for his central army to practice.

Of course, it would need some modification to ensure that the blood essence consumed by the Ninety-Nine Huangqu Array would flow into the Flood Gathering War Banner and then into his Ice Armor Python Avatar.

Suddenly, Hong Yuan’s brows furrowed slightly.

His Rain Butterfly Worms detected intense battles on the islands ahead—mountains crumbled and tsunamis raged in a completely one-sided slaughter.

The disciples of the Ten Thousand Demon Holy Land were hunting down the younger generation of Dragon-transformed Demon Cultivators!

BOOM! BOOM! RUMBLE!

The violent explosions even reached Hong Yuan, and Han Kui heard them too.

Han Kui’s dragon ears twitched as she heard screams.

Recognizing who was being persecuted, her expression changed drastically.

"Jiuming—!" Han Kui cried out, looking to Hong Yuan for help, her eyes pitiful.

Hong Yuan’s expression remained unchanged as he continued on his way.

However, after a moment, his expression turned grim.

His Rain Butterfly Worms couldn’t bypass those islands!

In other words, he had to participate in this battle.

They’re treating me like a hired gun... Hong Yuan thought silently.