Rise Of Humanity Volume 1 Chapter 370

Chapter 370 - Grand Ancestors of The Eight Saint Clans

As soon as Shura voiced out his thoughts, the faces of all of the demons present turned in anger towards Shura.

"Little brat, how dare you call yourself a hero in front of us," said an elder from the Shura Clan who felt the urge to beat him, "Heroes are those that lived long enough. Those that died early are not heroes."

Shura then turned around and replied gravely, "And there are also turtles that live long enough."

The elder then grew even more furious at Shura's reb.u.t.tal, and just when he was about to attack Shura, Zhong Yue coughed and said softly, "Is the Shura Clan planning to attack their own ancestor?"

"Ancestor?"

The elder from Shura Clan was stunned, and the people around the stage were all shocked as they stared at Shura with disbelief in their eyes.

Shura then said speechlessly, "Why would you expose my ident.i.ty like that?"

"Demon Saint has returned from death, and you had to revive yourself for your clan. But, I feel sorry for the fact that you revived yourself for your clan only to be denigrated by your own descendants. Ladies and gentlemen, Shura is the ancestor of the Shura Saint Clan, he once fought with Demon Saint and returned unharmed from the secret realm in spite of everything. This is the man that we should all admire and respect."

"The spirit of our ancestor is still slumbering in the saint ground, there's no way that he has been resurrected!" said the elder from Shura Clan.

Nonetheless, he didn't dare look to cause trouble with Shura anymore while he secretly cried in his heart, If he really is our ancestor who was resurrected to foil Demon Saint's plan, then we are all in deep water. We were scolding him for his disrespect towards us and his rudeness towards the elders back then….

Zhong Yue and Shura ignored him, and when they crossed shoulders, Zhong Yue suddenly said, "Only the two of us? Is there no one else who dares to come up and have a drink with us? Anyone?"

Silence overwhelmed the surroundings as no one dared to go up the stage and have a drink with them even if they really want to.

This was all because if Shura was really the ancestor of the Shura Clan, then no one present had the qualifications to share a drink with him. On the other hand, Mister Mo Luo was a demon vilified and wanted by many. If one were to have a drink with him, then they would be perceived as his ally. With all this in consideration, who would still dare to go up?

Shura then said in disappointment, "Are there no more decent individuals among the demons of the Eight Barrens?"

"I will drink with the two of you!"

A clear voice was heard as a young girl dressed in pink slowly walked up the stage and stopped before Zhong Yue and Shura. She greeted, "Greetings my friends, I am Ji Xiang Heavenly Lady."

Zhong Yue sat up straight immediately while Shura's face changed slightly and they both got up and replied, "Please have a seat, Heavenly Lady."

The older generations of the Ji Xiang Clan changed their expressions, and they all thought, Ji Xiang Heavenly Lady? Isn't that the name of our clan's ancestor? Could it be that she is our revived ancestor…?

Before the Heavenly Lady had taken a seat, another loud laugh heartily shouted aloud, "Shura, Ji Xiang, how could I let you all have the fun without me. If I do not show up, I'm afraid that the others will think that we demons have no one anymore!"

A red-haired, red-bearded, and burly man who exuded a valiant air strutted up the stage. He bowed and greeted them, and in a voice as loud as a bell, he said, "Greetings everyone, my name is Yan Muo!"

Then, another eerie voice could be heard, "Senior martial brother Yan Muo, do you still remember Yan Luo?"

A young demon Qi Pract.i.tioner jumped up the stage. He had green hair and facial hair. He was also ferocious looking, and as soon as he showed up, it felt as if the surrounding temperature had plummeted rapidly. The young demon Qi Pract.i.tioner then said, "Yan Muo and Yan Luo were from the same roots, does senior martial brother Yan Muo still remember me?"

"I may not be able to join in the battle between Mo Luo and Demon Saint, but I must observe the battle!"

Another girl walked up the stage, and she laughed as she said, "Today is the day we old friends gather together again! Greetings everyone, greetings Mister Mo Luo, I am Lady Luo Sha."

Another man with a demonic red sun floating on top of him showed up and said, "Since all of you showed yourself, I will humiliate myself if I continue hiding. I am Ashura, and I hope Mister Mo Luo does not underestimate us Eight Barrens demons."

"Today is the day we witness the birth of a new star between two magnificent individuals, I, Ye Cha, could not bring myself to stay away from this."

Another young man walked up the stage and said, "I hope you guys left me a cup of wine."

Then, an elephant-headed lady walked up and said, "It is nice knowing you, Mister Mo Luo, I am Tian Xiang Xuan Lady."

One by one, Zhong Yue greeted them in turn and invited them to sit them to sit.

Shura, on the other hand, had a different expression on his face, and he suddenly laughed, "It is hard for us to get together! We should all lay down the hatred between us and deal with each other next time. Today is the day Mo Luo fights against Demon Saint, let us not steal his spotlight and let us all have a drink with Mister Mo Luo!"

The eight men and ladies then raised their cups and toasted in merriment, "To Mister Mo Luo!"

Zhong Yue raised his cup first and drank all the wine in it at once. The eight men and ladies soon followed; they raised their cups, drank their wine and everyone laughed happily.

As the nine of them were having their drinks, the magnate Qi Pract.i.tioners from the eight saint clans under the stage all s.h.i.+vered while one of them murmured, "These eight people are all full with pride and arrogance, could it be that they really are our ancestors?"

"It is impossible that we will not know if our ancestors have revived themselves! Impossible! If they did, how come they did not inform us…."

"If the ancestors are so happy with Mister Mo Luo, should we still try to kill him after the battle between him and Demon Saint?"

Shura raised his cup again and roared, "Today, we all have a drink with each other, but after today, we will be eternal enemies! Mister Mo Luo, if you managed to get away alive from Demon Saint and escaped the pursuit of the strong Qi Pract.i.tioners from the eight saint clans, perhaps you and I will cross path again one day! And at that time, we will no longer be friends, but life and death enemies! By then, I hope Mister Mo Luo will not hold back because of the friends.h.i.+p we once had!"

Zhong Yue then replied earnestly, "Of course, Mister Shura, of course… When we cross path again, I will not have mercy. I will do what I must and give it my utmost to kill you!"

Everyone then clapped and said with all smiles, "Good, good!"

Under the stage, everyone from the eight saint clans all let out a deep breath of relief while the magnate Qi Pract.i.tioners looked at each other. All of them saw the relief in each other's' eyes, and they all thought, With their clarified att.i.tude towards Mister Mo Luo, these young men and ladies that seem to be our ancestors are still aware of their responsibilities to the clan. We can continue our mission to kill Mo Luo without worrying about offending our ancestors!

"Demon Saint has arrived!" shouted someone suddenly, and when Zhong Yue and the others put down their cups, they saw a row of bright clouds appearing in the skies like a divine walkway.

Then, animal roars boomed out as eight exotic creatures, each of which had three avian heads, a horse body, a leopard tail, and dragon claws ran in the skies while pulling a luxurious carriage behind them atop the road of clouds.

When they stopped, with Demon Queen in tow, Demon Saint walked out of the carriage.

"Demon Saint's entrance is not as cool as yours," whispered Tian Mo Concubine beside Zhong Yue's ears as she giggled.

Zhong Yue smiled, but instead of getting up, he remained seated. The others around him also elected to do the same as they all stared coldly at Demon Saint.

A magnate Qi Pract.i.tioner then said suddenly, "Demon Saint, how dare you still come to the Desolation City? How dare you held the Triad Ritual, lure the magnate Qi Pract.i.tioners from the eight saint clans into it and kill countless demon disciples! Today, this city is where you die!"

A magnate Qi Pract.i.tioner from the Yan Muo Clan stood up and unleashed his aura that suppressed the entire city. He said coldly, "Demon Saint, millions of lives have been sacrificed just so that you could obtain the power you so desire. And because of your greed and selfishness, you will be executed despite being the saint acknowledged by the eight saint clans!"

Another magnate Qi Pract.i.tioner stood up and said, "You've killed our loyal disciples, murdered the five dragon elders, destroyed the five dragon's G.o.dly weapons, and caused the dragons to pressure us greatly. No matter what you say or do this time, you will be executed for your crimes."

On the stage, everyone hurled condemnations and listed out the Demon Saint's sins. Amidst all this, the Demon Saint's calm never seemed to waver as he walked down from the carriage and looked at the people present with a condescending smile.

"You… All of you, who do you think you are? If it weren't for Mo Luo who thwarted my plan, all of you wouldn't be putting up airs right now, but you would be kneeling and begging me for mercy right now!"

Demon Saint's expression suddenly changed, and he said, "All of you dare not even attack me even after I have landed myself in such a disadvantageous position! Instead of dealing with me yourselves, you guys tried to deal with me through the hands of an outsider! We demons are a proud race that has been battling the celestial races for centuries. I am ashamed that such an honorable race has been reduced to a sh.e.l.l of its former glory at the hands of fools like yourselves!"

The faces of the demons around turned bleak. Their fists clenched, and their limbs quivered in anger, but despite his naked provocations, they still didn't dare to make a move against Demon Saint.

Witnessing this scene, Zhong Yue turned around and said to Demon Queen with a smile, "This is what you call impressive, your actions are nothing but children' play in front of Demon Saint."

"If the demons were to just follow my lead, I would have led the demon race to a new age of glory in less than a hundred years, but who would have thought that an outsider who goes by the name of Mo Luo would ruin my plans!"

Demon Saint let out a self-deprecating laugh and walked towards Zhong Yue, "Mister Mo Luo, I disdain everyone here but you, which is why there's this battle today. You and I will fight each other here fair and square, and the only way this will end will be with one of us dead!"

Beside Demon Saint, Demon Queen looked at her husband nervously and held his hand with her own trembling hand.

"Mister Mo Luo, these foolish existences looked down on you, they thought they could kill you with just a flip of their hands, but I know that if you were to grow strong enough, you will live and thrive as someone strong enough to decimate all demons!"

Demon Saint slowly raised his hand and unleashed his aura which was unusually strong as if he were preparing to die in this fight, "I was born as a demon, an ambitious demon that swore to conquer all races, and unify the Eight Barrens to achieve something that no demons had ever done before! Since you thwarted my plans, I will not be able to become the conqueror of the world so today, and so I will cut you down here for the future of my race!"

Upon hearing his words, the magnate Qi Pract.i.tioners and heads of the demons all scolded, "How dare you, traitor! Why would we demons need a traitor like you to fight for our future!"

"Shut up traitor! I am grateful enough that you have yet to destroy the entire demon race! The future of demons is not for you to lead, but us!"

Demon Saint, however, ignored their words and stared at Zhong Yue as he said, "Please, Mister Mo Luo."

"Fight for the future of the demons?"

Zhong Yue slowly stood up and said, "You now have my respect, Demon Saint, you really do. Well then ... shall we?"