I am a mortal who has achieved enlightenment through burning my secrets

Chapter 216 Trivial Matters of the Lower Realm
Xiao Wuji had long harbored the idea of ​​cultivating a different kind of fire, but the most crucial element of a different kind of fire is the power of its laws, which is what makes a different kind of fire different from other powerful spiritual fires.

He was able to comprehend all the laws within these twenty-two different flames only through the inheritance of Emperor Tuoshe.

Besides the laws themselves, a sufficient supply of energy is also needed to nurture earth fire. For example, the Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame requires earth fire essence, and the Three Thousand Burning Flames require stellar power. After all, only these powers can fully unleash the power of the laws.

He planted a law, and ten years later he would be able to harvest a Green Lotus Earth Core Flame. He would naturally not let such a wonderful thing go to waste.

As for the earth fire veins here drying up, so what? Not only these earth fire veins, but given the chance, he would even move the entire Earth Abyss and refine them into his own inner world.

Next, Xiao Wuji walked along the many earth fire veins again, inscribing each of the Origin Heaven Array Patterns into them, mobilizing the earth vein energy within, and converging it towards the "Dragon Pearl" at a frantic pace.

……

Nether! Kunwu Mountain!

A figure shrouded in a black robe gazed at the mountain from afar. Since Xiao Wuji left, the Red Dust Daoist had directly lifted all the seals on the mountain, allowing it to reappear before the world.

They are called ordinary people, but most of them are actually puppets who have been converted, and generations of fools influenced by the laws of the "Heavenly Palace".

After the mountain material appeared, Kunwu Mountain became not only the location of the Heavenly Palace, but also a gathering place for cultivators. Anyone who had achieved success in cultivation would be "guided" to this place. Those who refused to be guided were almost all sent to the afterlife on the spot. Even if a few managed to escape, they would be personally captured or killed by the mysterious "Lord of the Heavenly Palace".

The Lord of the Heavenly Palace is incredibly mysterious; no one has ever seen his face, or even witnessed him in action. However, the Lord of the Heavenly Palace's strength is undeniable, for anyone targeted by him has no chance of escape.

"Holy Ancestor, are we really going to take action against Kunwu Mountain? The strength of the Heavenly Palace is not to be underestimated!"

Even though there was no one around, the man in the black robe still muttered to himself.

"Han Li, do you think you have any way out now?"

A sinister female voice suddenly rang out from somewhere, reaching straight into the heart of the man in black robes; even if he didn't want to hear it, it was no use.

The man in black robes stretched out his sharp claws and lifted the hood of his cloak, revealing a hideous face covered with black and red blood crystals, in which one could vaguely see some resemblance to Han Li's original appearance.

Since the demonic energy infused his body more than a hundred years ago, he has always looked like this. Over time, Han Li has gradually become familiar with this appearance. However, to avoid trouble, he often uses a black robe to cover his figure and face.

Over the past hundred years, under the direction of the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor, he has located eight demon-sealing sites in this realm and begun to break their seals. Before long, the demonic energy escaping from these seals will pollute the spiritual veins of this realm, turning it into a demonic land.

Now, he is about to break the seal on the last place where demons are sealed, because, according to the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor, his mortal enemy is also sealed here.

Moreover, unlike the other seals, this one seals not only demonic energy, but also a rift connecting to the demon realm. If this seal is broken, it will release a continuous stream of demonic energy.

If before the seal was broken, this world was only potentially susceptible to corruption, then after the seal was broken, its transformation into a demonic land became almost inevitable.

However, this trip is dangerous!

Even though Han Li had already cultivated the Six Extremes True Demon Art to its peak under the guidance of the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor, he could be said to have no regard for the Nascent Soul cultivators on Kunwu Mountain.

However, Han Li felt a deep sense of dread towards the so-called "Lord of the Heavenly Palace," whom he had only heard of but never heard of. In Han Li's view, the so-called Lord of the Heavenly Palace was not his master himself, but a powerful contingency plan left behind by his master.

As for who this backup plan is, Han Li can only guess that it might be his two senior sisters and junior brother. Of course, the senior sisters are more likely, after all, she is the one most trusted by their master.

But whoever it is, their strength must be terrifying!
According to the information he gathered in the Tianlan Grassland some time ago, his master seems to have mastered a method for mass-producing Nascent Soul cultivators. He wonders if it's related to that supernatural power that can convert people's hearts.

“Your Majesty, it’s not that I’m hesitant, but the Lord of the Heavenly Palace is very likely related to my master…”

Han Li, who inwardly refused to speak, shared his concerns with the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor, emphasizing his master's strange supernatural abilities.

"hey-hey……"

The Six Extremes Saint Ancestor suddenly let out a strange laugh and said, "I've always heard you talk about how powerful your master is, and I really want to meet him!"

Han Li felt a surge of nervousness upon hearing this; he was genuinely afraid that this madwoman would send him to confront that terrifying figure. However, the Six Extremes Saint Ancestor's next words reassured him. He heard her say in a serious tone:
"Don't worry, I won't let you go to your death!"

"Don't forget, you're now in the late Nascent Soul stage, and you can ascend to the Demon Realm at any time. If there's any insurmountable enemy, I'll hold them off for a moment, and then you can simply take the opportunity to ascend!" "Thank you, Holy Ancestor!"

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the Heavenly Flame Refining Tower on Kunwu Mountain!

A towering alchemy furnace, several dozen feet tall, stands at the very center of this level. Invisible flames dance within the furnace, and pure pills float out of it, eventually landing in gourds on a nearby tray. Once the gourds are full, they are moved to the surrounding shelves.

Tap tap! Tap tap!

Clear footsteps echoed through the floor, and an elderly figure gradually approached.

The figure of the Mortal Lord floated out from the Myriad-Foot Mortal Furnace, looking at the cultivator before him who was about to die.

This person is one of the three late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators he personally nurtured after his original body ascended to immortality. Having been converted by him, his loyalty is beyond doubt.

"I remember, it's not time to send spirit stones and spirit materials yet this year, is it?"

Since his main body ascended to the upper realm, only he, as the artifact spirit, has been using this final layer.

After all, he wasn't the original being, so even if he wanted to throw a "party," he was powerless. Moreover, with everyone in this realm having been converted, he had no intention of cultivating Nascent Soul cultivators. They were all on his side now, so why bother with fighting and killing? What use was such strength? With fewer people cultivating, he could accumulate more spirit stones.

Besides him, only this person regularly sends him spirit stones and other items mined that year. Occasionally, he also reports on matters he can't handle.

"Palace Master!"

The old man bowed in the direction of the Red Dust Daoist, then took out a black jar the size of a human head, placed it near the Myriad Feet Red Dust Furnace, then took two steps back, looked up, and said:
"Not long ago, another ancient cultivator's seal on demonic energy was broken. Although we used the Palace Master's magic weapon to collect most of the true demonic energy, some of it still escaped and polluted the spiritual veins within a radius of millions of miles."

"This year's spirit stone production will probably decrease again!"

The Mortal Lord stretched out his hand and drew the dark jar from the ground into his grasp. Then, he gently opened the lid, and boundless demonic energy surged forth, frantically permeating the dense spiritual energy of the area, threatening to tear off the dome of the ground and dissipate.

Just then, the Ten Thousand Zhang Red Dust Furnace suddenly lifted its lid, and a terrifying suction force came from within. The surging demonic energy was swept away before it could even touch the dome.

After pouring out all the demonic energy from the jar, the Red Dust Daoist placed the jar back at the man's feet.

This jar was personally crafted by him when the seal of demonic energy was first broken, and one of the main materials used in its creation was the few remaining demonic marrow diamonds after the Demon Dragon Blade was forged. In the lower realm, it's estimated that only magical artifacts crafted with demonic marrow diamonds could remain unaffected by the true demonic energy's contamination.

"This ancient demon that appeared out of nowhere is really diligent, but unfortunately it has all benefited me!"

The only ones who could accurately know the locations of the various demon-sealing sites were probably the ancient demons who had lived since ancient times. It seemed like they were preparing for the demonic calamity that was not far off.

Unfortunately, the Myriad Dust Furnace was originally a demonic artifact. This true demonic energy not only did not pollute His body, but could also serve as a high-quality energy source to power Him.

"However, since it is an ancient demon, it will definitely not give up this rift. I just need to wait and wait for it to come!"

After speaking, Daoist Hongchen casually waved his hand, took a gourd from a shelf in the distance, placed it in front of the man, and then said:

"This gourd contains a special magical elixir. This elixir cannot be refined and absorbed; it will remain in your bodies indefinitely."

"If one day you are killed, this pill will explode instantly, and the power it produces will be enough to turn you into dust."

"And the smell from it will instantly spread for dozens of miles around with the explosion."

"This smell can't be washed away or covered up. If you die unexpectedly, the murderer will definitely not be able to escape!"

"Take it down and distribute some to those who are frequently away from home. If he wants to use a diversionary tactic, he'll have to be able to escape!"

He had already refined this elixir when the third seal was broken, but He only bestowed it upon him now. This is because the elixir can only remain in the human body for ten years, after which its effects will gradually diminish, which is why He has been reluctant to bestow it upon him.

"Luring the tiger away from the mountain? Or striking straight at the heart of the enemy? Which would you choose? I'm really looking forward to it..."

(End of this chapter)