After everything subsided, the thousand-zhang giant pagoda disappeared, slowly shrinking back to its original size, quietly hanging on Jiang Yun's chest.
Jiang Yun had already fainted during the previous confrontation. At this moment, he lay quietly within the shimmering light barrier, drifting aimlessly through the spatial-temporal turbulence towards the distance.
"Will this child be the hope of the Demonic Spirit Clan?" At this moment, inside the small pagoda, 'Jiang Hong' reappeared. He was the Pagoda Spirit of this sacred artifact, and he quietly asked, looking at the figure sitting peacefully.
The figure was none other than the Clan Head of the Demonic Spirit Clan, Jiang Ya. His figure was somewhat illusory at this time; he was merely a soul clone sealed within the pagoda, and that last strike had depleted most of his power.
He stared blankly at the young figure outside, muttering to himself, or perhaps seeking confirmation, "Will you be?" At this moment, his eyes held confusion, which gradually turned to determination as time passed. "He definitely will be!"
The Pagoda Spirit remained silent. As a weapon, he lacked human emotions and did not understand Jiang Ya's expectations for Jiang Yun. As living beings, who liked to be raised like slaves, cultivated into killing machines, or treated as cannon fodder?
It wasn't that Jiang Ya didn't want to change the plight of the Demonic Spirit Clan, but the hope was too slim, forcing him to compromise. Fortunately, the appearance of Jiang Yun, this special clansman, gave him a glimmer of hope.
If one could live in the sunlight, who would choose to hide in a dark corner?
"I also have you to thank for trusting me!"
Jiang Ya said, looking at the Pagoda Spirit beside him. As an Immortal Rank peerless sacred artifact, it had already given birth to its own Tool Spirit. Except for its master, the Tool Spirit would not easily allow outsiders to leave their power within its body.
The Tool Spirit slowly shook his head and said expressionlessly, "All of this is for the Master!"
Jiang Hong had privately altered Jiang Yun's itinerary and openly defied the Saint Heaven Demon Emperor. He was absolutely doomed. Jiang Hong had underestimated the Saint Heaven Demon Emperor, thinking that with a wisp of his sub-flame, relying on the leftover power and the small pagoda, he could subdue the opponent, but he nearly failed.
Fortunately, Jiang Ya appealed to his emotions and reasoned with him. Ultimately, Jiang Hong's life took precedence, allowing Jiang Ya to leave a trace of power. Now it seemed the Saint Heaven Demon Emperor was far more terrifying than they imagined, and this secret move had definitely saved Jiang Hong's life.
Jiang Ya nodded noncommittally, then looked at the Holy Heavenly Demon Flame suppressed at the bottom of the pagoda and slowly said, "I will take away the soul imprint within that flame. That flame will be the growth resource I, as the Clan Head, leave for Jiang Yun. I entrust him to you from now on."
The Pagoda Spirit slowly nodded and said in a deep voice, "Rest assured, he is the Master's grandson. I will absolutely protect him."
Seeing the Pagoda Spirit's guarantee, Jiang Ya said no more and slowly walked towards the bottom of the pagoda. Just as his figure completely disappeared, a voice came, "To grow, the tempering of life and death is indispensable. I hope that one day, I can see him on the Heavenly Sovereign stage."
As the words fell, Jiang Ya completely vanished from this level. The Pagoda Spirit pondered Jiang Ya's words thoughtfully.
"Boom—"
Accompanied by a terrifying tremor, a terrifying spatial-temporal storm immediately erupted in the place Jiang Yun had left, leaving behind large swathes of ravaged space.
In the Fiend Clan, a gloomy grand hall, darkness surged within, and black mist billowed, seemingly capable of devouring all life, appearing dark and chilling.
The words 'Saint Heaven' were inscribed above the grand hall's exterior. This was the Saint Heaven Demon Emperor's sleeping quarters.
Inside the grand hall, on a massive black stone throne, sat a figure. This figure was enveloped in terrifying demonic flames, which at times appeared as dark as ink, and at other times emitted a pure white light. The two flowed and transformed, appearing extremely bizarre.
Beneath the demonic flames, a pair of emotionless eyes peered out, now holding a hint of surprise.
"I actually lost contact. Interesting!" A somewhat ethereal and deep voice slowly emanated from the demonic flames, with a hint of astonishment in its tone.
The next moment, terrifying divine light shot out from the Saint Heaven Demon Hall, causing many Heavenly Demon Emperors in the Demon Domain to secretly speculate, wondering who had provoked the Saint Heaven Demon Emperor.
"Did he actually encounter a spatial-temporal turbulence riot?"
Not long after, the divine light disappeared, and a faint voice echoed within the grand hall. The tone was no longer as calm as before, but rather chilling.
A long time later, the figure beneath the demonic flames slowly closed his eyes, and a soft murmur slowly escaped, "So be it! He is merely a casual pawn. If he can reach the peak, then he will surely come before me. If he ultimately doesn't return, then… it's nothing more than that!"
In a vast and boundless mountain range, an endless expanse of forest stretched out, with towering trees. As the breeze blew, the branches swayed, creating waves of green in the forest. The primitive, wild aura permeated the area, filling it with silence.
Above, vaguely visible, a bright object wrapped in a green light mass was plummeting from the sky at an astonishing speed.
It appeared abruptly, as if emerging from space. The moment it fell, it instantly formed a ten-thousand-meter-wide crater, annihilating the trees, vegetation, and living beings within that range at an unimaginable speed.
"Boom—"
The object crashed down, forming a huge crater and stirring up clouds of dust.
This sudden sound, for this silent area, was no less than a major earthquake; the commotion was too great.
It was also this commotion that caused countless massive creatures in the distance to open their closed eyes.
"Treasure born."
At this moment, countless terrifying figures rushed towards this area.
At this time, in the area where Jiang Yun had 'crashed,' before he could even react, changes were already occurring.
"Thump—"
"Thump—"
"Thump—"
"Roar—"
A terrifying beast roar sounded, and a giant 'wild boar' over five meters tall charged towards them. Its body was covered in a thick layer of black fur; one look and you knew it was a thick-skinned behemoth. Its pair of eerie green, fierce eyes were now filled with greed.
It opened its large mouth, revealing sharp tusks, then moved its body and rushed towards the bottom of the pit.
"Damn it, I'm not a 'little cabbage'! You've got the wrong person to ravage!" Accompanied by a heart-wrenching, tender roar, the next moment, a small figure leaped over ten meters, covering his back with both hands, his two short legs moving incredibly fast, and he rapidly ran towards the distance.
"Roar—" A furious roar sounded, and with a 'thump,' the giant 'wild boar' appeared, its eyes bloodshot, chasing after Jiang Yun.
Not long after the man and the pig left, terrifying beast figures appeared at the 'crime scene.' Some beasts couldn't hold back and started fighting, while others followed the traces, chasing after Jiang Yun.