The Name of Eternity.

Chapter 603 Demon Ancestor's Dojo, Ten Thousand Years of Blood Feud

Aside from the Jiang family, on the other side, in the Lin family's Divine Mystic Mansion.

A majestic Dharma image also rose up, together with Su Zhenyuan of the Su family, the three half-step Emperor Dharma images stood between heaven and earth, on this Gusu Imperial Star, looking at the black warship descending from the sky, as if welcoming it, or as if confronting it.

The fierce pressure emanating from the black warship was instantly blocked. All 36,000 citizens of the immortal city on the imperial star could feel the power of Su Zhenyuan and other human beings who were half-step emperors, which enveloped the heavens and the earth. The majestic power of the immortal kings who were also the ancestors of other aristocratic families soaring into the sky formed a barrier on the imperial star, like a vast immortal city surrounding the human race of the imperial star.

"Su Zhenyuan, Lin Daogong, it's been a long time! How have you been?"

On the deck of the black warship, three figures emerged—two men and one woman—all shrouded in an abyss-like aura, except for one pair of bright eyes that even the clouds could not conceal, as they gazed at Su Zhenyuan and the other two Dharma Aspects.

"Since you've come to visit, why didn't you announce your arrival?"

Su Zhenyuan's eyes were cold, and his words contained a sense of oppression, as if he were looking down at someone and interrogating them.

"Did I startle you?"

The middle-aged man in purple robes in the center of the three spoke calmly.

Its eyes are eerie, each eye has four pupils, making it a double pupil. Even a detached gaze can send chills down your spine.

"I'm not so much frightened, but my human race has always valued etiquette and rules. Since you have come to my Imperial Star, you must abide by the rules of my Imperial Star!"

Beside him, Lin Daogong, the head of the Lin family, spoke indifferently. He had a thin face and snow-white hair, and looked like a young man, but his eyes had been through many vicissitudes, giving him the appearance of an old man.

"Since we are talking about etiquette, and we have come from afar, we are sorry for not welcoming us properly. Why don't you invite us to rest?"

Another burly middle-aged man, exuding an aura as deep as the ocean, spoke in a low voice.

Its eyes were golden, and its face was shrouded in shadow, with only its golden eyes standing out.

"You have all arrived ahead of time, which is quite uninvited. It is already a courtesy of us not to drive you away."

The silver-haired woman from the Jiang family was stunningly beautiful. The pressure she exuded at this moment was in no way inferior to that of Su Zhenyuan and Lin Daogong. Compared to the two of them, her words were even sharper, and she radiated an overwhelming killing intent without any concealment!

Countless heroes of the Jiang family died on the border. As the current matriarch and head of the Jiang family, her hatred for demons was as intense as mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Jiang Qiuyu, your Jiang family is still the most unruly. No wonder you have the most deaths."

The middle-aged man in purple robes glanced at her, his expression indifferent, showing no concern for the murderous intent emanating from her, nor for provoking her.

Even though this is the human race's imperial star, they dared to keep their promise and come here, so they are not afraid that the human race would break their promise.

Aside from the pressure exerted at the border, their ability to teleport here was not due to their own power.

Upon hearing his words, Jiang Qiuyu's expression changed drastically. Her silver hair flew up and suddenly transformed into thousands of silver needles. A terrifying pressure accompanied the tremors of the void, traversing time and space, and crashing into the black warship.

With a loud bang, the middle-aged man in purple robes put his hands behind his back, his body moved slightly, but his four pupils were swirling, and a demonic power eroded spacetime, blocking the impact.

"Hmph, is this how you humans treat your guests?"

The middle-aged man in purple robes sneered, his eyes filled with disdain and a condescending gaze.

A murderous intent flashed in Jiang Qiuyue's eyes, and a crescent moon suddenly appeared above the black warship.

The crescent moon resembled a falling star, radiating terrifying imperial might. On Jiang Qiuyu's forehead, the divine moon mark also became dazzling and bright. Apart from Gusu City, all seven thousand immortal cities within hundreds of millions of miles could see the crescent moon that suddenly descended from the clouds!

That is the Jiang family's Taixu Xuanyue, an extremely mysterious immortal technique. It is said that only those at the Immortal King realm with direct lineage from the Jiang family can master it.

On the black warship, the twenty unique figures all wore solemn expressions, sensing the power of the Xuan Yue.

If it weren't for the warships and the three adults in front of them, the mere fall of this crescent moon would have been enough to engulf them all!

"Humph!"

The burly middle-aged man suddenly snorted coldly, the gold in his eyes seemed to intensify, completely obscuring his face from the shadows. He raised his palm, and a low roar like a dragon's cry reverberated, piercing through the starry sky. It seemed as if a terrifying dragon shadow flew out, coiling around the crescent moon, intending to swallow it like a dragon pearl!
A divine light flashed on Jiang Qiuyu's forehead, and the crescent moon suddenly trembled as if shrinking inward. A surge of avalanche-like power erupted from the surface of the crescent moon, repelling the coiled dragon.

Seeing that she had gained a slight advantage, the middle-aged man in the purple robe suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a strange corrosive power enveloped him. The black power spread from the void, as if a celestial dog was eating the moon, trying to cover up the crescent moon.

"Gentlemen, please don't be too presumptuous!"

Su Zhenyuan's eyes were sharp, and behind the Dharma Image, a bright golden phantom was faintly revealed. The phantom seemed to be the Dharma Image of the Dharma Image, exuding a terrifying imperial aura!

As the golden phantom appeared, the dark light enveloping the moon was immediately forced back. The middle-aged man in purple robes frowned slightly, glanced at Su Zhenyuan, and then raised his hand slightly, causing the golden light in his eyes to subside beside the burly man.

Jiang Qiuyu was about to unleash the Xuan Yue Impact when Su Zhenyuan transmitted his voice, "Forget it. They have the Demon Emperor watching them from behind. It won't do them any good to actually fight."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiuyu's eyes flashed with murderous intent, but she ultimately managed to suppress it.

As the crescent moon dissipated, in the distant void, figures of the void appeared, all resembling Dharma images. These were the ancestors of various families, who had arrived here in the void.

Together with the heads of the three families, including Jiang Qiuyu and Su Zhenyuan, they faced the purple-robed middle-aged man and his group. Their combined power formed a thick immortal wall, completely obscuring the aura emanating from the black warship.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man in purple robes frowned slightly, but showed no fear. He calmly said, "Let's get down to business. Is the dojo ready?"

"nature."

Su Zhenyuan spoke indifferently, then raised his hand. Jiang Qiuyu and Lin Daogong beside him also reached out their hands. The three forces intertwined, drawing a crack in the void. The laws of spacetime surged within, followed by the sounds of dragon roars and chains.

The dragon's roar was vast and ancient, and the chains trembled, rattling throughout the heavens and earth, carrying a sound that seemed to grind away the soul.

One by one, dragon heads emerged from the cracks, revealing the figures of dragons, their bodies bound by chains, numbering in the hundreds!
Behind them, at the end of the chains, a land exuding the aura of corpses and blood was slowly dragged out!

The peaks and forests on the land seemed to be stained with blood, exuding endless malevolent energy. The black demonic blood stained the area, making it gray and cold everywhere.

"The Demon Ancestor's Dojo, a descendant of the Azure Dragon!"

Upon seeing this, the purple-robed middle-aged man and the others, as well as the twenty demon prodigies on the black warship, all changed their expressions.

They recognized the hundreds of dragons imprisoned in chains as members of the Azure Dragon Clan, a powerful demon clan in the Northern Region!

The land they dragged was a famous scenic spot among demons, and it is said that a demon emperor once passed away there!

That Demon Ancestor Emperor once fought a life-or-death battle with the Human Emperor of the Northern Region. He was severely injured and fled. Not long after, he passed away in a certain place, which is the Demon Ancestor's Dojo in front of us!

The demon race once sent powerful figures to seize it, but a great war broke out and the dojo was destroyed. Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the human race.

The corpse of the Demon Ancestor who died in the temple must have fallen into the hands of this human!

"How dare you..."

The purple-robed middle-aged man's face changed color, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes. The Demon Ancestor had once conquered vast territories for the demon race and had made great achievements in battle. Now, his dojo, where he fell, had actually been occupied by the human race. The implication of using it as a battle arena was self-evident.

"I wonder if everyone is satisfied with this place of practice?"

Su Zhenyuan said indifferently.

"Good, very good!" The middle-aged man in purple robes clenched his fists, his eyes filled with anger.

As the Demon Ancestor's dojo appeared, a monstrous demonic aura rose between heaven and earth. The Demon Ancestor had passed away 50,000 years ago, but the land still exuded a trace of imperial might, inspiring awe and trepidation.

"My children, in this Demon Ancestor's arena, only victory and death are permitted; defeat is not an option!"

The middle-aged man in purple robes withdrew his gaze and spoke coldly to the twenty demon prodigies behind him.

The expressions of these twenty demon prodigies also turned solemn, their eyes revealing murderous intent.

"You have all arrived ahead of schedule. Some of our disciples are still in seclusion. The battle will begin tomorrow, so please rest here. We cannot offer you any further hospitality!"

Su Zhenyuan waved his hand and said.

"Do not leave this place on your own. Our Imperial Star has strict rules. If anything goes wrong, do not blame us."

Lin Daogong calmly warned.

Jiang Qiuyu glanced at the black warship, then withdrew her Dharma form and returned to the Jiang family.

The middle-aged man in purple robes and the others didn't pay any attention; a day was just a blink of an eye.

Once Su Zhenyuan and the Dharma images of the patriarchs of various families returned, only the black warship remained suspended in the sky, but the previously unrestrained power it had displayed was now restrained.

The Su family residence, deep within the courtyard.

As soon as Su Zhenyuan's Dharma form receded, he immediately summoned the Su family members to assemble.

In the Immortal Abode, Su Muqing withdrew her gaze from the black warship, then turned and rushed straight towards the Ming Emperor's Palace without looking back.

Li Hao also glanced at the black warship, and then followed Su Muqing.

Many members of the Su family gathered in front of the Minghuang Hall.

Su Jingcheng and the others also appeared one after another. The commotion of the black warship's arrival was felt throughout the entire Gusu Imperial Star, and they were all awakened from their seclusion.

However, they all knew that their lifespan had expired and they were unable to participate in the battle.

"Mu Qing, Wan Qing, Wan Xue, are you all ready?"

Su Zhenyuan's gaze fell on his three daughters. Among the younger generation of the Su family, his three daughters were the most talented, and they were the ones chosen to take on the responsibility this time.

"Father, I am ready!"

Su Muqing's eyes were resolute as she spoke to Su Zhenyuan.

"I will avenge Mingzhe's death tomorrow!"

Su Wanxue's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Su Wanqing didn't speak, but her eyes were resolute.

Su Zhenyuan nodded and said, "In this battle, we will stop at nothing, even resorting to elixirs and demonic potions!"

He waved his hand, and some elixirs shrouded in light appeared in his palm, emitting fragrance and strange phenomena.

"You should all recognize these elixirs. If necessary, you can take them when you go into battle tomorrow. Even if it damages your foundation, you must not lose, you must not be defeated!"

At this point, a slight pang of unease gripped his heart.

These were all his own children, and all of them possessed extraordinary talent. If it weren't for the greater good of humankind, why would he be willing to hand over these elixirs to them?

This is tantamount to poisoning your own child!

But his expression was dignified and somber, showing no sign of pain.

Upon hearing her father's words, Su Muqing and the others focused their gazes on the elixirs, their eyes narrowing slightly.

They naturally recognized these elixirs and understood their effects. Although they could gain various combat power boosts as a result, destroying their own foundation was tantamount to gambling their future on tomorrow!
In the past, they wouldn't have even glanced at it, but now, they all raised their hands and took the elixirs.

"Wanqing will not let Father down!"

Su Wanqing gripped the elixir tightly; her usually gentle nature was now replaced by a murderous glint in her eyes.

Su Muqing and Su Wanxue both accepted the elixir, their eyes resolute.

Looking at Su Muqing's profile, Li Hao could only sense at this moment that the girl before him was the personal disciple of the invincible Great Emperor of the Southern Region, who dominated the Immortal Monarch Realm.

Similar scenes were playing out not only in the Su family, but also in other prominent families and clans.

The Demon Ancestor's dojo has been revealed, and they intend to recreate the glory of 50,000 years ago on this very dojo.

Humanity must not be defeated!

A single day passed in the blink of an eye.

As the story unfolded that day, all 36,000 immortal cities on Gusu Imperial Star learned of the source of that demonic aura and the wager between the human race and the demons.

Countless powerful clans from the immortal cities behind Gusu City rushed their spaceships to the outskirts of Gusu City overnight and gathered there.

Streaks of light streaked across the sky. From the starry sky, the back of Gusu Imperial Star was covered with streaks of light, as if a meteor shower was about to fall. And the source of all those streaks of light was Gusu Imperial City!
The light of dawn slowly rose, illuminating countless gates of the ancient city of Suzhou.

Numerous celestial images floated in the air, radiant with light and color, already surrounding the imperial city of Suzhou, where crowds had gathered.

High in the sky, the Demon Ancestor's dojo was suspended in mid-air. Hundreds of Azure Dragon descendants were bound by chains, their spirits and energy waning, drooping and coiled in the void.

"Humph!"

On the black warship, the middle-aged man in purple robes and others looked around the warship. Outside the imperial city, the boundless wilderness was filled with densely packed figures, and in the distance, a large number of humans were gathering.

If this weren't human territory, with all this food gathered here, they would have already started to feast.

"Do these human ants really think they have a chance of winning?"

"Then, right under their noses, slaughter all their human prodigies. If they dare not send out their top talents, then trample those opponents to death in full view of everyone, and let them know what despair is!"

The three of them had a cold look in their eyes.

Behind them were twenty demon prodigies, some with indifferent expressions, others with bloodthirsty killing intent in their eyes, rubbing their fists together, barely able to contain themselves.

Soon, Su Zhenyuan, Lin Daogong, and the patriarchs of various families arrived with their clan's prodigies.

High in the sky, apart from the black warships, were the human race. In terms of sheer numbers, they far outnumbered the black warships, and their imposing presence was overwhelming.

(End of this chapter)