Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1027 - 499: Ancient Demon, Another Destiny Hint_2

Before it had the chance to unleash its full might, it was seized and confined by the mighty human Great Powers.

If not for the dread of the curse buried deep in its core, it would have met its end ages ago.

Rather than facing outright destruction.

Yet across endless epochs, trillions of years in total, the Void Realm has withered to depths beyond imagination.

This implies that no Great Power remains strong enough to confront it now.

Given merely a period to mature, it will ultimately ravage the whole realm.

After all, the Blood-eating Fish Demons' kind has obliterated numerous worlds in the past.

It simply cannot afford to tarnish its race's reputation.

The tragedies of the Ancient Era shall not repeat themselves.

"Blood-eating Fish Demon, your behavior is sheer madness."

"This massive disturbance could draw the attention of this world's Great Powers."

"I suggest we stay under the radar."

"We've only just escaped the seal and remain quite feeble."

"It won't hurt to begin feasting on this sea area's beings after we've regained our full cultivation and might."

Right then, a different voice chimed in.

It came from a shadowy fish no bigger than a palm, merging seamlessly with the darkness like living shade.

This was the Shadow Fish Demon.

Earlier, it had been imprisoned alongside the Blood-eating Fish Demon in the Demon Cave.

Through their long shared confinement, a certain camaraderie had formed between them.

Though not sworn brothers in life or death, they were allies who could communicate and work together.

When vulnerable, they could still support one another.

"How foolish—with that level of timidity, when will we reclaim our lost strength?"

"We consumed some Demon Race Cultivators earlier too, absorbing their recollections."

"This world pales in comparison to the Ancient Era; it's far too frail."

"The mightiest cultivator here is merely at Divinity Transformation, without a single Void Refining powerhouse."

"Even as the Void Realm's spiritual qi slowly revives, no foe will pose a real threat to us anytime soon, so we must rapidly consume vast quantities of living flesh and blood to rebuild our cultivation."

The Blood-eating Fish Demon replied with scorn.

Having endured for so long, it had no concept of restraint or subtlety.

Its resilience as a Blood-eating Fish Demon was unparalleled.

As long as at least one survives, it cannot be eradicated and will always rise again.

Had it not been overwhelmed by numerous Great Powers during the Ancient Era, sealing would never have been its fate.

Thus, demanding it to flourish in secrecy or lay low is tantamount to dooming it.

"Hah, your arrogance knows no bounds."

"Yes, the Void Realm has declined greatly, yet its roots run profoundly deep."

"Do you believe we're the sole remnants of the Ancient Era?"

"Those Ancient Cultivators were no idiots."

"They too devised methods to seal themselves, preserving their lifespans."

"Certain Great Powers may have already awakened in hiding."

The Shadow Fish Demon cautioned earnestly.

Its nature stood in stark contrast to the Blood-eating Fish Demon's.

The one was boldly haughty, the other profoundly discreet.

It preferred to lurk unseen, striking foes from the gloom unless forced otherwise.

Ideally, victims fell without ever identifying their killer.

Back in the Ancient Era, this talent allowed it to slay countless Great Powers.

Regrettably, such prolific assassinations incited widespread fury.

Consequently, many Great Powers united, tracing it via karmic links, ultimately locating and imprisoning it.

Having learned from that ordeal, it deemed its past stealth insufficient.

Elsewise, those wretched foes wouldn't have uncovered it, resulting in eons of entrapment.

It resolved never to endure such disgrace anew.

Despite the Void Realm's current frailty, it fretted over concealed Great Powers.

"Enough with your prattling."

"If fear grips you, skulk in the corners; no need for your involvement."

"Why bother being a demon if you're afraid of every shadow?"

"Should any true Great Power lurk, let them emerge and try to end me."

The Blood-eating Fish Demon scoffed; fear was alien to it.

In this mortal plane, no adversary could truly slay it.

Besides, spawning additional fish demons demanded immense flesh and soul essence.

It couldn't hatch the eggs inside without resources.

Balance in exchange was essential.

The number of kills dictated the scale of its progeny.

Without slaughter, birthing trillions would drag on indefinitely.

For a being like this, thriving amid battle was the optimal path to power.

"Fine, if that's your choice, I won't argue further."

"Just wish you fortune."

The Shadow Fish Demon responded, though secretly pleased.

The Blood-eating Fish Demon's rashness suited it perfectly, acting as bait for dangers.

If no Great Powers stirred, it could exploit the chaos.

Should enigmatic powerhouses reveal themselves, it would vanish into obscurity, untouchable.

Using the Blood-eating Fish Demon as cover proved the ideal arrangement.

This made it the perfect collaborator.

"I crave more flesh, more souls."

"Having gorged on demons in these waters, now let's target the humans on nearby islands."

"Humans are feeble, yet their souls and meat are exceptionally savory."

"They offer unparalleled sustenance."

The Blood-eating Fish Demon declared eagerly.

It wasn't naive and grasped the Shadow Fish Demon's scheme, treating it as mere fodder.

Yet that suited its nature as a demon.

To cower and forgo chances would betray its essence.

Moreover, it trusted utterly in its endurance; no ancient horror could dispatch it.

Since shattering its bonds, it yearned to unleash havoc freely.

Any who obstructed it courted oblivion.

"Hold on—someone approaches."

Abruptly, the Shadow Fish Demon's demeanor shifted. It detected an enigmatic presence nearing the fish demon horde.

The figure materialized from nothing, suspended high above.

No energy emanated, yet their essence blended flawlessly with the emptiness.

One wielding such prowess had to be a Void Refining Cultivator.

Curse those Demon Race Cultivator memories—they proved false.

They claimed Divinity Transformation as the pinnacle here.

Then whence came this abrupt Void Refining Cultivator?

A sense of looming peril washed over it.

As though catastrophe loomed near.

Still, it didn't panic excessively, for even against a genuine Void Refining Cultivator,

eliminating the Blood-eating Fish Demon lay beyond reach.

Minor Void Refining experts lacked the means to destroy them.

The arrival was none other than Jiang Fan.

He had teleported instantly over the Black Dragon Sea Region through the Gate of the Void.

Led by the threads of fate, he pinpointed the Ancient Demon lurking in the abyss.

Now, he hovered aloft, fused with the void, his immense divine sense unfurling.

At once, he perceived the billions of fish demons surging from the depths.

Every one brimmed with fearsome strength, expanding at an alarming rate.

Should they ingest further flesh and souls, their menace would skyrocket.

Then, no common cultivator could oppose them.

An enormous demonic empire would arise.

Luckily, they were freshly spawned and at their most vulnerable.

Eradicating the swarm presently would avert disaster.

"Truly, each Ancient Demon harbors unimaginable horror."

"We must never permit their growth."

"Lest they bring ruin upon all life."

Jiang Fan's gaze flashed with icy resolve, a chilling aura of slaughter cloaking him.