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

Before it had the chance to fully unleash its might, human Great Powers captured and sealed it away.

Without the dread of the curse buried deep in its core, it would have met its end ages ago.

Rather than facing outright extermination.

Yet across endless eons, stretching billions of years, the Void Realm has withered to depths beyond imagination.

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

Given a bit of time to strengthen itself, it will one day overrun the whole world.

After all, the Blood-eating Fish Demons have razed countless worlds in the past.

It refuses to tarnish its race's reputation.

The tragedies of the Ancient Era will never repeat.

"Blood-eating Fish Demon, your recklessness knows no bounds."

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

"I believe we ought to stay under the radar."

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

"It won't hurt to wait until our cultivation and power are back to full strength before we begin feasting on the beings in this sea area."

Just then, a different voice chimed in.

It belonged to a small, palm-sized dark fish that melted seamlessly into the darkness, like a living shadow.

This was the Shadow Fish Demon.

In the past, it had been sealed alongside the Blood-eating Fish Demon in the Demon Cave.

Through ages of shared imprisonment, 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 both were vulnerable, they could still lend each other support.

"Idiot, with that kind of timidity, how will we ever reclaim our full strength?"

"We consumed some Demon Race Cultivators earlier and absorbed their memories."

"This world is far inferior to the Ancient Era."

"The mightiest cultivator here is merely at Divinity Transformation; not a single Void Refining expert exists."

"Even as the spiritual qi in the Void Realm slowly revives, no real threat will emerge to challenge us anytime soon, so we must swiftly devour vast quantities of flesh and blood from living creatures to rebuild our cultivation."

The Blood-eating Fish Demon replied with scorn.

Having endured for so long, it had no concept of playing it safe.

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

As long as even one survived, extinction was impossible, and revival was always within reach.

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

Thus, demanding it lurk in secrecy and bide its time was tantamount to sentencing it to oblivion.

"Hah, your arrogance is unmatched."

"True, the Void Realm has diminished greatly, yet its roots run profoundly deep."

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

"Those Ancient Cultivators were no fools."

"They too devised ways to seal themselves and preserve their lifespans."

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

The Shadow Fish Demon cautioned gravely.

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

The one was brazenly proud, the other stealthily humble.

Only in dire necessity would it reveal itself, preferring to strike from the gloom.

Ideally, foes would perish without ever spotting their killer.

During the Ancient Era, this talent allowed it to slay innumerable Great Powers through ambush.

Regrettably, slaying so many foes ignited widespread fury.

Thus, a coalition of Great Powers pursued it via causal links, ultimately locating and confining it.

That harsh lesson taught it the perils of insufficient vigilance.

Otherwise, those wretched foes would never have uncovered it, sparing it the torment of eternal sealing.

Such disgrace it vowed never to endure again.

Despite the Void Realm's current frailty, it remained wary of lurking Great Powers.

"Enough with the prattle."

"If fear grips you, stay hidden; no need for your involvement."

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

"Should any true Great Power appear, let them try and end me."

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

In this mortal realm, no foe could truly slay it.

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

The eggs inside couldn't hatch without sustenance.

Balance demanded payment in kind.

The number of kills dictated the horde it could birth.

Without slaughter, birthing a trillion fish demons would drag on eternally.

For a being like it, thriving demanded constant battle to fuel growth.

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

"Wishing you fortune."

The Shadow Fish Demon responded, though secretly thrilled.

The more audacious this partner acted, the more it benefited, drawing out any dangers like a beacon.

With no Great Powers surfacing, it could exploit the chaos.

Should hidden titans emerge, it could vanish into obscurity, untouchable.

Using the Blood-eating Fish Demon as bait was the ideal strategy.

That's precisely why it allied with such a brash companion—no better shield existed.

"I crave more flesh, more souls."

"Having gorged on demons in this sea, now let's target the humans on those islands."

"Humans are frail, yet their souls and flesh taste divine."

"They're the ultimate elixir."

The Blood-eating Fish Demon declared eagerly.

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

Yet that suited its infernal nature perfectly.

Playing it safe and forfeiting chances wouldn't define a Blood-eating Fish Demon.

Moreover, it trusted utterly in its indestructibility; no ancient horror could finish it off.

Since shattering the seal, it yearned to unleash havoc and indulge freely.

Any who obstructed it courted annihilation.

"Hold on, something's approaching."

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

The figure materialized from nothing, suspended high above.

No aura escaped, yet its strength wove seamlessly with the void.

Such prowess marked a Void Refining Cultivator without doubt.

Curse those Demon Race memories—they proved false.

They claimed the realm's pinnacle was Divinity Transformation alone.

Then whence came this abrupt Void Refining Cultivator?

A faint premonition of disaster stirred within it.

As though catastrophe loomed near.

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

destroying the Blood-eating Fish Demon lay beyond their grasp.

Petty Void Refining sorts lacked the might to eradicate them.

The intruder was none other than Jiang Fan.

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

Guided by fate's pull, he pinpointed the Ancient Demon lurking in the ocean depths.

There, poised in the skies as one with the emptiness, his immense divine sense unfurled.

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

Each brimmed with horrifying potential, expanding at a fearsome pace.

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

Then, no common cultivators could oppose them.

An enormous demonic empire would surely arise.

Thankfully, their birth was fresh, their vulnerability at its peak.

Eliminating this horde now would avert an unstoppable tide.

"Truly, every Ancient Demon harbors unimaginable terror."

"We must never permit their growth."

"Lest it unleashes doom upon all life."

Jiang Fan's gaze flickered with icy resolve, a chilling intent to kill cloaking him.