Chapter 465 – Demons and Foreign Races Can Excel at Song and Dance Too

Upon arriving at the Three-Eyed Holy Land, Mo Ang personally presided over the resurrection ritual for his son.

Yet it was futile—the aura of death emanated from the very depths of his son’s true spirit, merging inseparably with it.

No matter what Mo Ang attempted, he could not eradicate the deathly intent without harming his son’s true spirit.

And if the deathly intent remained unvanquished, his son’s ultimate fate was death.

Repeated resurrections, repeated deaths—after five cycles, Mo Ang’s son perished completely.

But by then, Mo Ang had no mind to dwell on his child’s fate. What troubled him was that the Three-Eyed Clan’s most formidable innate ability had been rendered useless.

As he grappled with this anguish, a series of further bad news soon reached his ears.

“Clan Head, our fallen clansmen can no longer be revived. Moreover, the wounded… their injuries refuse to heal, and their cultivation realms have declined.”

After all, Mu Lin’s Sunlight Illumination was a wide-area attack, not targeted at any single individual.

Thus, some clever or fortunate Evil Spirits and Malevolent Ghosts managed to evade harm by taking shelter behind structures, utilizing Arrays, or burrowing underground.

Nevertheless, caught off guard, many Demonic Monsters and Alien Races were still struck by the light.

Even if they reacted swiftly, a portion of their Mana or physical forms would be dispersed and dissolved by the purifying radiance.

Now, they discovered in horror that the dissolved flesh or depleted Mana… could not be restored.

“……”

After comprehending the situation, Mo Ang fell silent. For a long while, he uttered not a single sound.

There was no avoiding it—Mu Lin’s assault had dealt catastrophic damage to the Three-Eyed Clan.

Unprepared, a full quarter of their clansmen had been purified by Mu Lin’s light.

Of the survivors, eight or nine out of ten had been grazed by the sunlight. Though they lived, their internal energy had melted away like early snow under Mu Lin’s radiance.

In essence, Mu Lin’s single strike had lowered the entire Three-Eyed Clan’s cultivation realm and combat prowess by an entire tier.

Facing Mu Lin, who had wrought such devastation, Mo Ang harbored profound hatred and recognized him as an immense threat—in Mu Lin’s vicinity, the Three-Eyed Clan faced the constant danger of annihilation.

Yet, unlike before, having clearly understood Mu Lin’s abilities and menace, Mo Ang now hesitated to engage him in battle.

—Once war broke out with Mu Lin, death would be permanent, with no chance of revival.

Even if he survived, his cultivation realm might be shattered by Mu Lin. The cost was too high for Mo Ang to bear, and the Three-Eyed Clan could not endure it either.

“Only with me alive does the Three-Eyed Clan have a future. Whether I die or my realm declines, this land will no longer hold a place for our clan.”

Having lost his son and countless clansmen, the Three-Eyed leader ultimately chose… to seek peace with Mu Lin.

“Send the clan Elders to visit Mu Lin. Tell him that the Three-Eyed Clan reveres peace and has no intention of opposing humanity.”

…

When others claim you possess a weapon of mass destruction, you had best truly have one.

And Mu Lin indeed wielded a terrifying power that struck fear into countless Demonic Fiends.

Thus, even though the demonic monsters and alien races perceived Mu Lin as a threat, it was precisely because his threat was too great that they dared not confront him head-on.

The Three-Eyed Clan, fearing Mu Lin, sent an Elder to negotiate peace.

And they were not the only ones to do so—nor were they the first.

The quickest to react was the Nightmare Clan.

When the decisive battle in Nightmare Heaven began, the Nightmare Clan realized that Kang Yan had been corrupted and was Mu Lin’s mole.

Therefore, before the battle, the leader of the Nightmare Clan subdued Kang Yan, and her status as Holy Maiden was stripped at that time.

However, misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and blessings may conceal misfortune… Because she was subdued by the Nightmare Clan’s leader, Kang Yan actually avoided the aftermath of the Celestial Master battle.

Later, when the Nightmare Clan leader fled, she was also taken into the Nightmare Realm and escaped along with them.

During the initial retreat, because the trouble Kang Yan caused was too great, the clan’s Elders and the Nightmare Clan leader intended to put her on trial.

However, when the Nightmare Clan leader went to the Night Demon leader’s refuge and discovered that the Night Demon had not been resurrected, his attitude quickly changed.

“Trial? What trial? Kang Yan is the Holy Maiden of our clan.”

“Betrayal? Corruption? Do not speak nonsense. This is Kang Yan’s wisdom, actively seeking another path for our clan.”

“Someone, attend to Holy Maiden Kang Yan properly…”

Even though everyone knew Kang Yan had been corrupted by Mu Lin, in the end, her status as Holy Maiden was restored.

Not only restored, but her position within the clan even became more esteemed.

Such an attitude clearly indicated the Nightmare Clan’s intentions.

…

The Three-Eyed Clan yielded, Kang Yan’s clan submitted, and the remaining minor alien clans either begged tearfully for humanity to take them in or remained silent, not daring to make the slightest sound… With that declaration of “In heaven and on earth, I alone am worthy of honor,” Mu Lin had thoroughly established his authority.

At this moment, he was like the Beacon Country after the Gulf War—unmatched in prestige, able to openly declare that he did not eat beef.

Through his own strength, Mu Lin reversed the situation in the Northern Wastelands!

Such a tremendous shift, to be honest, also stunned the Celestial Masters of the Northern Wastelands and the generals of the various legions.

They knew Mu Lin was strong and that his transformation after advancing would be significant, but his strength reaching such a level still exceeded their imagination.

“To contain solar energy within his grasp and release boundless light and heat… How did Mu Lin achieve this?”

“More importantly, his realm. Did you notice? When fighting the demonic fiends, he didn’t feel like an Earth Immortal, not even a Celestial Master—he had a touch of a True Lord about him.”

“I think his most terrifying ability is Fated Death. Those killed by him cannot be resurrected—that is the most fearsome ability…”

“Old Ghost Zhang, your luck is truly good. With such a Prodigy as your successor, your Agricultural Militia is stabilized.”

“What luck? This is clearly my discerning eye.”

Mu Lin’s unimaginable strength and the completely reversed situation in the Northern Wastelands left the Celestial Masters in awe. Relaxed, they continued to discuss and ponder just how powerful Mu Lin had become.

However, while others marveled at Mu Lin’s strength, he himself—the one who had turned the situation around—showed no trace of pride. Instead, his expression turned grim.

“Damn it, becoming a fragment of Azure Heaven has taken too great a toll on me.”

(End of Chapter)