Seizing Destiny From Heavens Hands-Chapter 442: The New Fifth Great Demon — Giant Floodcloud Warship

“The creator of the Flame Floodcloud Warship is the direct cause of Old Five’s death. He must die, and soon.”

“Otherwise, our demon race’s morale will collapse.”

An Cang looked to An Chen. “Old Six, you invited Old Five to attack Xuanwu Fortress. You’ll handle this.”

An Chen frowned and wanted to decline.

But the ancient and immense aura radiating from An Cang filled him with unease.

An Cang wielded the authority of Madness of Mind—acknowledged as the most intelligent of the ten Great Demons.

He had lived for an extremely long time, cultivating countless powerful demonic arts and combat techniques.

Moreover, An Cang had researched the corpse of the Great Demon Emperor more than anyone. He may have even gained mastery of mysterious secret techniques from the body itself.

An Chen knew that, as he was now, he was still far from being An Cang’s equal.

After a moment, he smiled and nodded. “Of course. That defeat was a shame for me.”

“I’ll have my subordinates take that craftsman’s life.”

An Cang nodded slightly.

One month later.

Among the offspring of the fallen Fifth Great Demon, An Feng, a victor was finally decided.

Countless contenders died in the process.

In the end, only one demon ascended to the position.

Demon Suppression Sea, Ninth Layer.

Here, the world was dark and oppressive.

It felt like an entirely different realm.

There was almost no sign of plants or animals.

Even the seawater was so turbid it resembled sludge.

The ninth layer was the burial site of the Undying Demon Emperor.

Only the ten Great Demons had the right to enter this place.

At the very center of the ninth layer stood a massive hall.

The hall was supported by eight sturdy stone pillars.

The pillars were riddled with cracks, within which squirmed dark purple-black organisms—

continually reinforcing the pillars to keep them from collapsing.

At the center of the hall stood a towering figure, twenty zhang tall.

He had three heads and six arms.

The three heads and six arms each corresponded to the human race, monster race, and flood dragons.

His entire body bore traits of all three races.

However, one of his right arms was missing.

All six of his eyes were tightly shut.

His body radiated a thick aura of death.

This was the legendary Undying Demon Emperor, the being all three races—humans, monsters, and flood dragons—had been searching for.

The one An Cang called Father Demon—

and the rest referred to as the Great Demon Emperor.

At this moment, An Cang, An Mie, An Chen, An Wei, and the others had once again gathered.

At the center stood a strange-looking demon.

His body was massive, yet seemed shrouded in an ethereal mist—vague and indistinct.

His true form was always concealed within the fog.

“An Tianwu, kneel before the Father Demon.”

An Cang spoke solemnly.

“Yes.”

An Tianwu knelt before the corpse of the Undying Demon Emperor.

An Cang extended his left hand.

With a flip of his palm, it condensed into a sharp blade.

With one slash, a gash appeared on one of the Undying Demon Emperor’s hands.

But no blood flowed from the wound.

Instead, it began to heal rapidly, visible to the naked eye.

An Cang surged demonic energy, forcing the wound open again.

He chanted under his breath, activating some unknown secret technique.

From the wound, a cloud of purple mist began to pour out.

The mist was filthy and corrupting, as though it could turn all of heaven and earth into tainted demon soil.

An Cang spoke in a deep voice, “Cut open your chest and reveal your demon heart.”

An Tianwu hesitated, but eventually chose to comply.

Though the demon heart was the core of a demon's power, surrounded by several Great Demons, he figured they wouldn’t bother with his.

An Tianwu slit open his chest, exposing a heart that beat powerfully.

An Cang pointed a finger.

That defiled mist immediately surged into An Tianwu’s chest, flooding into his demon heart.

“Ahhh!”

An Tianwu arched backward like a shrimp tossed into boiling water.

He fell to the ground, convulsing violently.

An Mie and the other Great Demons simply watched, saying nothing.

An Chen looked at An Tianwu with a trace of emotion.

He had once undergone this very ritual before gaining the authority of Chaotic Ruin.

It didn’t take long for An Tianwu’s spasms to subside.

In the blink of an eye, his aura soared wildly.

Instantly, he rose from the Demon Lord Realm to the same level as the other Great Demons—

the Demon Emperor Realm.

An Tianwu slowly stood up.

His heart thundered, pumping strong, vigorous demon blood throughout his body.

After obtaining the authority of Filth Mist, his strength was overwhelming.

Joy filled An Tianwu’s face, along with a hint of disbelief.

An Cang said calmly, “From this day forward, you are An Wu, the Fifth Great Demon, bearer of the authority of Filth Mist.”

An Wu bowed respectfully. “Yes!”

Xuanwu Fortress, Armory.

“Phew, it’s done!”

Shen Mo looked at the massive ark stretching hundreds of zhang in length, a satisfied smile on his face.

Wu Zhanyun, Li Heitan, and Wang Xing’an were dumbfounded.

“You spent so much battle merit—we thought you’d failed. But you actually did it!”

Wang Xing’an was thrilled.

At first, he had been baffled by Shen Mo’s decision to abandon construction of the Flame Floodcloud Warship in favor of developing a new model.

But the moment the new warship was revealed, he instantly changed his mind.

The ship stretched 250 zhang in length and 80 zhang in width.

Imposing and majestic, its cargo capacity was incredible.

It was in a completely different league from the outdated Snow Sculpture Cloud Ships!

Each Demon Suppression Fortress had its own specialties, and there was frequent trade between them.

But the Snow Sculpture Cloud Ships had such low capacity that they required entire fleets to move supplies.

Once the demons figured out the shipping patterns, they began launching ambushes.

Eventually, some fortresses had to resort to using the smaller Thunder Falcon Cloud Ships just to deliver goods.

Now, with this new ship, transportation between Xuanwu Fortress and the others would become lightning-fast!

Rare spiritual herbs grown in the cities and alchemical pills crafted at other fortresses could all be delivered to Xuanwu Fortress immediately—

eliminating the need to waste expensive battle merit exchanging through the Heavenly Dao Treasury.

“What’s it called?” Wang Xing’an asked excitedly.

“Giant Floodcloud Warship,” Shen Mo replied with a smile.

“Giant Floodcloud Warship… What a bold name!” Wang Xing’an laughed. “I’m heading straight to General Zhang with this!”

Just as he was about to sprint out of the armory, he suddenly called out, “Oh right! A message came a few days ago—do you remember Tang Zhanmo from Qinglong Fortress?”

Shen Mo nodded. “Vaguely.”

Tang Zhanmo was a Heaven-rank Suppression Guard of Qinglong Fortress. His father was the fortress lord, Tang Jinglong.

Wang Xing’an said casually, “He sent a message through someone—he’s offering a huge price to buy that Thunder Spirit Purple Eagle Visualization Diagram you obtained.”

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