Chapter 1967: Entering the Demon Path
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Everything you see are broken walls and ruins, everywhere is filled with the traces of charred remains and blood.
Beneath the ruins lay a number of corpses.
Under a gray sky, black ashes danced in the wind. The wind howled like a mournful cry.
Here, not even "ghosts" are to be found.
Xiaowu still remembers the City God of Beikou County, remembers that Sun doctor who became a god after death, and remembers those ghosts and specters.
She raised her head, looking over the debris, and saw a few pedestrians on the street, all dazed and expressionless.
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Suppressed sobs came from the corner.
A somber atmosphere hung over the entire county town.
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She saw the deserted Sun Mansion, the tavern where the City God had entertained them had collapsed, and she also saw the City God's Temple.
The temple of the City God in the mortal realm was leveled to the ground.
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Yin Yang Pass has collapsed.
The underworld is deathly silent.
The surviving commoners knelt before the City God Temple, giving thanks for their lives, unaware that even the deity they revered had perished.
Her gaze continued beyond the city walls, over the abandoned farmland and murky river water, until she saw Xiwu Village.
Just like the county town, ten out of every nine houses were empty, and ruins were everywhere.
The village's land temple was also destroyed.
On both sides of the village road, there used to be lush willow trees, their green foliage covering the ground. Now, they had all been burned by the fire, leaving behind blackened stumps.
She saw the Yuquan Temple in the mountains.
The little white fox carefully took down the fox corpses one by one, holding them in its arms and crying out loud.
At the place where the Willow God and the Fox Demon fell, Xiao Wu sensed the remaining aura of Yin Sha and the fluctuations of immortal cultivators' power.
The county's ghosts and gods were attacked by cultivators!
This band of fox spirits once colluded with tigers and were punished. It seems they had turned over a new leaf, assisting the local ghosts and spirits in protecting this land. Ultimately, they were slaughtered by their enemies and stripped of their fox pelts.
And there was...
From the crack in the broken tiles, a hand emerged.
This hand was no longer fair and smooth, its skin withered and old, covered with calluses, smeared with dark red blood.
Yulang and Sha Jiayu walked over.
They weren't sure about Xiao Wu's experiences before, but seeing his performance, they could guess what happened.
Sha Jiayu also noticed that the Beikou County City God Temple had been razed to the ground, and immediately knew what had happened here.
He had seen this kind of scenery too many times while traveling the world.
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Gods generally do not interfere in wars between mortals.
But from the very start of this chaos, there were shadows of cultivators behind it. Ordinary people were merely pawns they manipulated at will. Some ghosts and spirits tried to defy the trend and maintain peace within their domain, but they ended up being destroyed – mountains leveled, temples razed, sacrificing themselves in the process.
Ultimately, the common people could not escape military disasters and even suffered increasingly severe harm.
The people who killed the residents of Beikuò County could possibly be soldiers from an enemy country.
Cultivators generally don't take action themselves, but this blood debt can be held against them.
However, at this moment, Sha Jiayu didn't dare to make a single sound, silent as a cicada in winter.
He felt an extremely dangerous aura emanating from Xiao Wu, an aura so terrifying that it sent chills down his spine!
"Oh!"
Sha Jiayu sighed inwardly.
If mortals are compared to dust, cultivators are like pebbles. But before the surging tide of fate, there is no difference between them.
Ordinary people lose their homes, and they lose their lives.
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He lost his direction, Yulan nearly had his Dao heart shattered, and the white fox, after much hardship searching for its kin, found only a corpse.
Even as strong as Xiaowu, she lost her friends.
but just the common people struggling in the flood.
"Senior Sister…"
Yu Lang took a deep breath and opened his mouth. Just then, Xiao Wu squatted down and gently placed the drum in his hand.
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After staring for a long time, Xiaowu slowly flew up. The wind around her crushed the flying ashes in the air, turning them into black mist that swirled rapidly around her.
Yulang and Sha Jiayu's faces both changed.
This black aura was not ordinary ash and smoke, but a terrifying demonic energy they had never encountered before!
"No, Xiaowu is going to be possessed by a demon!"
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Sha Jiayu gasped in astonishment.
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He had always hovered on the brink of demonic possession, and immediately saw what the change in Xiao Wu meant.
“Go quickly and invite Daoist Qingfeng!”
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Sha Jiayu dared not approach Xiaowu, and turned his head to shout at Yulan.
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"It's too late!"
Yu Lang had experienced countless court affairs, but he was still a little at a loss.
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He couldn't get in touch with his master.
By the time Sha Jiayu and the others rushed back to Qingyang Guan, Xiao Wu had already been possessed by a demon.
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"Whew! Whew! Whew!"
Demon energy stirs the heavens and earth.
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Suddenly, the sky above Beiku County was filled with howling winds and billowing black clouds that blotted out the sun. A terrifying storm was brewing.
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The sky suddenly darkened, and it was pitch black.
"The immortals have arrived!"
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"Help, immortal being!"
The surviving people knelt and cried out, a flame of hope ignited in their hearts.
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Yulan and Sha Jiayu hadn't come into contact with demonic energy, but they already felt a bone-chilling cold.
Xiao Wu's strength is so terrifying, once he enters the demon realm, the consequences are unimaginable!
What to do!
What can I do!
Yulan's heart was burning with anxiety. As he glanced at that hand, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out, "How many corpses and living people are there in the city"
Sha Jiayu's heart sank. Carefully, he activated his divine sense, scanning the entire county town. "There are only over two thousand people here. Many must have abandoned their homes and fled. The only remaining bodies belong to an elderly couple. They must have been unable to move and unwilling to leave their hometown. Perhaps their relatives are still alive!"
As he spoke, Sha Jiayu looked up at the sky and took a drop of blood from the corpse, carrying Yu Lang with him.
"Let's go!"
Yulang couldn't get close to Xiaowu at all and try to persuade him.
Once possessed, Xiao Wu will not recognize her kin and Yu Lang will be in danger instead.
This arduous journey of cultivation can finally come to an end, Yulan need no longer suppress his cultivation base.
All spirits were sealed, and even the City God's jade pendant lost its power.
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But Yu Lang's cultivation was too low. Xiao Wu's every move and gesture, even a stray ripple of energy, was beyond what he could withstand.
The two left the Beikuò County swiftly, taking the white fox with them. They flew for a distance before Shā Jiāyǔ dared to release his divine sense.
At the same time, he held that drop of blood in his palm and struck a seal.
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Next, the drop of blood shimmered with a faint golden glow, twisting and turning before suddenly shooting towards the east.
Both were overjoyed.
"Good! Good! Good! They still have living relatives, hopefully their direct descendants!"
Sha Jiayu secretly prayed, for the creatures of this realm, also for himself.
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Based solely on his speed, Xiao Wu's strength is at least comparable to that of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
Once Xiao Wu goes demonic, he will unleash a bloodbath. Even if he starts fleeing now, there's no guarantee he'll survive!
I only hope that this method can awaken Xiaowu's consciousness.
Sha Jiayu grabbed the blood drop and flew eastward with all his might. Soon, he saw a long dragon on the ground.
It is obvious that these are all refugees.
The enemy has invaded our homeland.
They didn't dare to go down the Qiantang River, instead they trekked along the mountain paths. Around them were towering peaks and sheer cliffs, leaving them wondering what awaited them ahead.
'Whoosh!'
A sliver of gold shot toward the crowd and landed on an infant's brow.
A woman cradling a baby screamed in fright, nearly dropping the infant. Then, her vision blurred, and two people appeared before her.
Their demeanor and attire clearly indicated that they were people of high rank and status.
However, among the refugee ranks, distinctions of status had already become blurred.
"What do the two young masters want to do"
The woman tightly held the infant, her face full of apprehension. Relatives gathered around, their eyes fixed on Yu Lang and Sha Jiayu.
"Is he your son"
Shajia Yu pointed at the infant and asked.
Just as the woman was about to speak, she was stopped by an old man behind her.
“No! No! He is the grandson of Chen Ya’er, nicknamed Wu. Oh my, this child is pitiful. His grandfather couldn't escape because his legs and feet were weak, and his parents died on the way. The Chen family line was single-passed down to him, almost extinct. Seeing the child's plight, and he being our neighbor, we couldn't bear it, so we took him in. We fed him and clothed him as well as we could, just like our own grandson, without neglecting him. Are you two relatives of the Chen family”
Sha Jiayu gave a light cough and handed something to the old man. "We are here to take this child back and care for him. Thank you all for taking such good care of him for so long."
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The old man felt his heart sink, instinctively clenching his fist. He vaguely saw a flash of gold between his fingers and instantly broke into a smile.
"Should be! Should be! This child has suffered so much, in the future following the two young masters, definitely prosperous and wealthy…"
The old man was flattering with his mouth, but his heart was on the thing in his hand. In a moment of carelessness, he discovered that the other person was gone.
I asked those around me, but they couldn't say how they left either.
Taking the baby, the two hurried back to Beikou County.
The dark clouds above the city dissipated, and Xiao Wu disappeared.
Fortunately, the people in the city are still alive.
Sha Jiayu flew to a high place and looked around. He vaguely saw a dark cloud at the western horizon.
“I wonder if I can still catch up.”
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Shajia Yu smiled wryly, bringing Yulan tightly behind him, but could only watch helplessly as the dark clouds drifted farther and farther away.
Amidst the dark clouds.
Little Five took off her disguise and returned to being a five or six-year-old girl.
A sinister aura surrounded her, her breath rising and falling erratically.
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Her eyes were closed, but her eyelids trembled violently, betraying the intense struggle raging within her.
Suddenly, Xiao Wu's eyelid stopped twitching.
With a whoosh!
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His eyes opened, revealing black pupils.
The pitch-black eyes held no trace of color, like a pair of demonic orbs capable of consuming everything.
'Boom!'
Demonic energy is completely free from restraint!
In a certain mountain.
A monk was meditating cross-legged in his cave, a pale aura floating before him.
This mass of breath was pulsating like human brain matter, making me nauseous.
There is no trace of blood, but instead there is a sweet fragrance.
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"Heh heh, I didn't expect to extract enough human marrow so quickly. With just a hundred days of refining, I can complete my divine arts! This chaotic world is truly wonderful! It's wonderful!"
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The cultivator exclaimed with excitement, his hands cupping the bone marrow essence, just about to refine it, when suddenly he felt a chill run down his spine.
There was no reason.
The monk's smile froze, he hadn't figured out the reason yet, when suddenly a beam of five-colored light shot into the cave.
In an instant, the cultivator vanished into thin air.
Outside the cave, demonic clouds rolled and surged, flying past overhead. Little Five's demonic eyes twitched slightly.
Five colored rays imprisoned a primordial spirit as it flew back.
The cultivator was extremely terrified, desperately pleading for mercy, but it was useless. His expression suddenly became vacant.
It's unknown where Xiao Wu learned the soul-searching technique. Perhaps she taught herself.
The cultivator's primordial spirit let out a wail, vanishing in endless agony.
This cultivator was the first person Qin Sang had let Xiao Wu restrain her killing intent to kill!
Betrayed by Meng Yusu, she did not seek revenge.
After her husband's death in battle, she did not interfere in the earthly conflicts, preserving his noble character intact.
The myriad experiences of life, the warmth and coldness of the world, people are like being trapped in mud, forever unable to escape.
She didn't know how to handle it, making a choice different from Yu Lang's. She entered the world but remained detached from it, opening a teahouse and watching the world with cold eyes.
However, the tree wants to be still, but the wind doesn't stop.
With the curse unleashed, Xiao Wu's gaze deepened, her demonic eyes like a bottomless pool.
She felt herself on the verge of losing control.
"Whoosh!"
Little Five soon arrived at a valley with rows upon rows of palatial halls.
The magical eye twitched, focusing on the edge of the valley, a black palace.
In the great hall, several cultivators were discussing their harvest with high spirits.
"Unexpectedly, those eerie ghosts have hoarded so many good things!" Someone took out a few treasures and lovingly played with them.
Some people are dissatisfied, saying, "Throughout history, ghosts and demons have always been mentioned together. Brothers denigrating the gods and demons, yet even they are scolded together."
“This batch of fox pelts is quite good. Their cultivation level is a bit low, but their bloodlines are the same. It won't take much effort to refine them into one.”
In the depths of the valley, a more powerful presence resided, its aura radiating freely and unchecked.
Gazing at the valley, a faint blood color flickered in Xiao Wu's demon eyes.
Between the mountains, strange peaks stand tall.
On a high mountaintop, there is a stone platform upon which rests a chessboard and two cushions.
On one side of the chessboard sat a white-haired man with an ancient countenance. His hands rested on his knees, as clear and jade-like as they were, and there wasn't a single ripple on his chest.
A streak of light flew from afar, landing on the stone platform. A monster with a green face and fangs appeared, its eerie light flashing as it transformed into an ordinary-looking man. He bowed and called out, "Master Qi."
"Yin Shi, you're here."
A white-haired man pointed to the chessboard, “Let’s have a game.”
"Yes!"
With a respectful bow, Yin Shi humbly seated himself opposite his master. Well aware of his uncle's temperament, he did not hesitate and offered him white tea first.
As he placed the stone, Bian Luozhi said: “Following your instructions, Master Uncle, all the unruly ghosts and spirits have been dealt with. This worldly game will not be interfered with by external forces.”
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The white-haired man casually nodded his head, not caring about this trivial matter.
"Yin Shi let out a sinister chuckle, "Yun Du Tian truly is sanctimonious. He wouldn't want to bear the blame himself, so he lets us do it."
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"The mortal realm is vast, with billions of people and a flourishing Taoist tradition. Don't even talk about the Nascent Soul stage; even deities like city gods at the Divine Transformation stage can't leave their domain. Could it be because your talent is lacking, or perhaps they simply don't want to break through"
The old man with white hair spoke with sarcasm.
Yin Shi naturally understood and let out a few strange laughs.
'Bang!'
A white-haired man placed a piece, looking towards the mountains outside. "The cultivation world, the mortal world, and the Northern Fire Domain are all played together on this board. Brother Gui Zang is quite capable!"
"Yin Shi's face was filled with reverence, "Zhui Cang is so wise to make such arrangements. It's deeply appreciated by the people. We junior disciples can inspire others without having to die needlessly. 'A friend in need is a friend indeed,' it's best that Master Uncle takes charge and avoids direct confrontation with Yun Du Heavenly Court. Rumors say the Nine Immortals of Yun Du have already descended the mountain."
"The outcome will ultimately depend on the north. But with these two games here, there is a buffer. We can have the final showdown here, instead of both sides fighting to the death."
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The gray-haired man's voice faltered, as if sensing something. His brows furrowed gradually.
"Huh"
A white-haired man suddenly rose to his feet and shouted coldly, "Who dares to break the rules!"
(The End)they could come and go freely.With their cultivation base as high as theirs, they wouldn't worry about their own safety. Even if the Saint King Palace suffered a crushing defeat, those great clans wou...