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After the battle of Tianxing City, Su Ning stood on the star-gazing platform at the highest point of the Star Palace, overlooking the devastated city.

The bodies inside the city were still warm, and the scorched earth stretched for miles outside. The air was still filled with the stench of blood and the smell of burning.

"How many times has this happened?" Su Ning's fingers clenched so tightly they cracked. Sensing its master's rage, the God-Slaying Spear flickered with gray light. "Yinluo Sect, Heavenly Demon Sect, Extreme Yin Island... the Great Jin Demonic Path, do they really think I, Su Ning, am easy to bully?"

Behind her, Ling Yuling held the Star Palace Secret Book and said softly, "According to the records, in the past thousand years, the various sects of the Great Jin have established a total of seventy-two strongholds in the Chaotic Star Sea, of which the Demonic Path accounts for thirty-eight."

"Hmph! Seventy-two places..." Su Ning sneered, lightning flashing in his eyes, "Then uproot them completely, leave no one alive!"

Feng Xi emerged from the shadows, his silver-gray fur shimmering in the starlight: "Master, we are afraid we are not up to the task on our own. The various factions of the Great Jin have been operating in the Chaotic Star Sea for a thousand years, and their roots are deep."

Su Ning turned to look at the vast starry sky and suddenly asked, "Feng Xi, do you still have contact with those old guys in the outer space?"

Feng Xi's single horn lit up: "The Golden Flood Dragon King owed me a life three hundred years ago, and the Xuan Turtle Ancestor once discussed the Dao with me for three months..."

"Alright." Su Ning gripped the God-Slaying Spear tightly, its tip drawing a spark on the bluestone ground. "Send a message to them—three days from now, outside Tianxing City, I want to see the Four Demon Kings!"

Three days later, in the sea outside Tianxing City.

The once calm sea suddenly erupted into towering waves.

A golden line sped from the distant sea, and the seawater parted automatically wherever it passed.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that it was a hundred-zhang-long golden dragon, with a single horn on its head that had already turned into jade, clearly about to transform into a dragon!
"Sky-Splitting Beast, it's been three hundred years, and you've already broken through to level ten!" The golden dragon spoke in human language, its voice like thunder.

It circled once on the shore and transformed into a middle-aged man in a golden robe, with dragon horns on his forehead, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

Immediately afterwards, a "small island" appeared on the sea surface, which upon closer inspection turned out to be the back of a giant turtle.

A hunched figure rose from the turtle's back, leaning on a snake-headed cane: "This old man has come as promised. May I ask what brings Fellow Daoist Liekong here?"

As soon as the Xuan Turtle Ancestor finished speaking, the sky suddenly darkened.

A silver-winged thunder roc with a wingspan of a thousand feet circled down and transformed into a silver-haired youth; a mountain of flesh rose from the sea—it was the Sea Devouring Whale King, a peak level eight warrior!

The gathering of the four great demon kings is a sight rarely seen in a thousand years.

If an ordinary cultivator were here, they would probably have been terrified by the demonic aura and their soul would have been scattered.

Feng Xi stepped forward, his unicorn rippled with spatial energy: "I have invited you all here today to discuss a matter of great importance concerning the survival of the outer sea."

"Oh?" The Golden Flood Dragon King narrowed his vertical pupils. "Tell me about it."

“My master intends to purge the Great Jin cultivators from the Chaotic Star Sea.” Feng Xi’s voice was calm, yet it caused the sea to freeze instantly. “After the deed is done, the Outer Star Sea will forever be the territory of the demon race, and demon cultivators at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul stage will be able to enter the Star Palace as officials.”

The four demon kings all changed color at the same time.

For tens of thousands of years, the human race and the demon race have been fighting. The restriction that separates the two star seas is the Star Palace's main formation, and it has never been weakened.

Even though the Star Palace was wiped out by the Taiyi Sect, this restriction remained unchanged.

The Xuan Turtle Ancestor slammed his snake-headed cane down: "Is this really true?"

"I swear by the bloodline of the Sky-Splitter Beast." A dazzling light erupted from the single horn on Feng Xi's forehead, and a spatial contract appeared in the void. "If I break this oath, may my bloodline suffer a backlash!"

The four demon kings exchanged a glance, and the Golden Flood Dragon King suddenly burst into laughter: "Good! I've long disliked those cultivators from the Great Jin Dynasty!"

Silverwing Thunder Roc sneered: "Three of my clan's cubs were captured by the Yinluo Sect to be used to refine banners. This is an irreconcilable enmity!"

"In that case..." Ancestor Xuan Turtle struck the sea surface heavily with his cane, stirring up a thousand-foot wave, "Let's sign the contract!"

Five beams of light shot simultaneously toward the contract in the air...

The essence and blood of the four demon kings and Feng Xi's spatial power.

The moment the contract was finalized, the entire sea erupted in cheers, as if witnessing this historic moment.

Seven days later, at the southernmost branch of the Yinluo Sect in the Chaotic Star Sea.

The black palace, built on an active volcano, is currently shrouded in eerie clouds.

The branch leader, Blood Fiend Master, had just rushed out of the hall when he was terrified by the sight before him...

In the sky, the Golden Flood Dragon King revealed his true form, and the hundred-foot-long golden flood dragon churned in the clouds; on the sea, tens of thousands of sea beasts stirred up a tsunami under the command of the Devouring Whale King; on land, the Xuan Turtle Ancestor caused an earthquake with every step he took; and the Silver-Winged Thunder Roc led thousands of Thunder Rocs to circle in the sky.

Even more terrifying, a figure in cyan stood in mid-air, and wherever the spear in his hand pointed, chaotic lightning fell like rain!

"It's Old Demon Su! And the demon race! Quickly activate the protection..." Before Blood Fiend Master could finish speaking, a golden light flashed, and his head flew high into the air.

The Golden Flood Dragon King transformed into human form and licked the blood from its claws: "Pathetic."

Such scenes were playing out simultaneously in various parts of the Chaotic Star Sea.

The Xuan Turtle Ancestor directly rammed and sank the floating island of the Heavenly Demon Sect; the Silver-Winged Thunder Roc led its clan to massacre the mines of the Extreme Yin Island; and the Devouring Whale King blocked the exit of the ancient teleportation array between the Golden Luo Sect and the Great Jin Dynasty, swallowing any Great Jin cultivators who attempted to teleport.

In just one month, the strongholds of various factions in the Chaotic Star Sea of ​​the Great Jin Dynasty were completely eradicated.

Except for a few cultivators who seized the opportunity early and escaped back to the Great Jin Dynasty, the rest either died or surrendered.

The entire Chaotic Star Sea has changed!
The Great Jin Dynasty, the main altar of the Taiyi Sect.

Seven terrifying auras descended upon the mountain gate, and the protective array of the mountain was automatically activated, but it was on the verge of collapse under such pressure.

Seven Nascent Soul cultivators arrived together—such a spectacle had not been seen in a thousand years!
"Old ghost Bai, get out here!" Elder Mo Tianji of the Yinluo Sect roared, his voice echoing for miles. "How dare you, Taiyi Sect, collude with the demon race and slaughter your fellow cultivators!"

Inside the mountain gate, Elder Bai was sitting and sipping tea with two other Nascent Soul elders.

Hearing the scolding, Ancestor Ziyang frowned: "They really have arrived, seven Nascent Soul cultivators... They won't be easy to deal with."

"It's alright." Old Ancestor Bai put down his teacup and smiled slightly. "I've been in seclusion for three hundred years, so it's a good opportunity to stretch my muscles and bones."

The three of them took a step and arrived at the mountain gate.

Faced with the oppressive aura of seven cultivators of the same level, Old Ancestor Bai waved his sleeve, and an invisible barrier unfolded, completely neutralizing the oppressive aura.

"What brings you all here in such a large group?" Old Ancestor Bai asked with a smile, as if he truly knew nothing about it.

Mo Tianji sneered: "Don't play dumb! Your Taiyi Sect's Su Ning colluded with the demon race to slaughter my Great Jin cultivators. He must give an explanation today!"

"Oh?" Old Ancestor Bai feigned surprise. "As far as I know, it was the Yinluo Sect and the Tianmo Sect who first sent people to attack the Su family, and then besieged Tianxing City in the Chaotic Star Sea, right?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Hu Laomo, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Heavenly Demon Sect, interrupted. "If we don't severely punish Su Ning and disband the Chaotic Star Sea Demon-Human Alliance today, don't blame us for razing the Taiyi Sect to the ground!"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. The auras of the nine Nascent Soul cultivators clashed in the void, tearing the clouds within a hundred miles to shreds, causing mountains to tremble and rivers to flow backward.

Just as tensions were about to rise, Old Ancestor Bai suddenly sighed: "Since you all are being unreasonable..."

He slowly took off his outer robe, revealing a Taoist robe underneath that shimmered with starlight. "Then this old man will have to stretch his muscles a bit."

The starlight on the Taoist robe shone brightly, forming a vast star map behind him.

The Purple Sun Ancestor and another Nascent Soul cultivator from the Taiyi Sect both took a half-step back, seemingly extremely wary of the Taoist robe.

"The Celestial Chart?!" Mo Tianji's expression changed drastically. "Isn't this the long-lost..."

Without further ado, Old Ancestor Bai produced a dazzling jade ruler from his sleeve.

The jade ruler grew taller with the wind, instantly transforming into a thousand feet in size, and smashed down on the seven Nascent Soul cultivators!

"boom--"

The power of a single strike can change the very fabric of mountains and rivers.

The seven Nascent Soul cultivators each used their own methods to resist, but were still forced back a hundred miles.

The weakest one even coughed up blood, and his natal magic weapon developed cracks.

"Now, can we have a proper talk?" Old Ancestor Bai was still smiling, but the starlight on the jade ruler in his hand shone even brighter.

Three days later, the cultivation world of the Great Jin Dynasty was shaken.

The seven major sects signed the "Chaotic Star Sea Alliance" with the Taiyi Sect: recognizing the Chaotic Star Sea as part of the Taiyi Sect's sphere of influence; compensating for war losses with 1 billion high-grade spirit stones; and opening three ancient secret realms for the Taiyi Sect to explore.

When the news reached back to the Chaotic Star Sea, Su Ning, who was rebuilding Tianxing City, smiled slightly and said to Feng Xi beside him, "It seems that my cheap master is quite powerful."

……

Thirty-seven years after the Battle of Chaotic Star Sea, in the forbidden area of ​​Yinluo Sect in the Northwest Region of the Great Jin Immortal Cultivation World.

"Old Demon Su... Old Demon Su..." A chilling voice echoed in the dark cave, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of iron chains scraping together.

In the center of the cave, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair was suspended in mid-air, his body pierced by nine chains engraved with runes.

With each breath he took, black mist flowed in and out of his seven orifices, and thick black ice crystals condensed on the surrounding rock walls. "Sect Master Fang, you have been in seclusion for thirty-seven years. Are you finally about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage today?" Outside the cave, an old man in black robes knelt respectfully on the ground, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"Just one step away..." The voice from inside the cave sounded like two pieces of ice rubbing together, "But that's enough to kill that old demon Su."

The old man in black robes trembled: "Sect Master, Su Ning is now a Protector Elder of the Taiyi Sect, with immense power and influence. Should we...?"

"Useless trash!" With a furious roar, the black-robed elder was struck as if by lightning, spitting out blood as he flew backward. "My Yinluo Sect's most precious treasure has been destroyed, and twelve Nascent Soul cultivators and sixty-four Golden Core cultivators have all perished in the Chaotic Star Sea. If I don't avenge this, I, Fang Kun, swear I will not be a man!"

The chains rattled inside the cave, and the black mist churned like boiling water: "Pass on my order to contact the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Blood Fiend Sect. Tell them... the Demon Slaughtering Order can begin."

At the same moment, on the southeastern peak of the Zhenhuan Mountains, thousands of miles away, a man in white stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the sea of ​​clouds.

He had a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, long hair casually tied behind his head, and his clothes fluttering in the wind.

"Father, there's been some activity from the Yinluo Sect." Behind him, a young man in a blue robe bowed respectfully.

His face bore a striking resemblance to the man in white, but his demeanor was more reserved; he was none other than Su Mo, the second-generation prodigy of the Su family.

The man in white was none other than Su Ning, the Old Demon Su, but he didn't turn around. He simply asked indifferently, "Fang Kun has emerged from seclusion?"

"Not yet, but the Yinluo Sect has been frequently in contact with sects such as the Tianmo Sect recently, I'm afraid..." Su Mo hesitated before continuing.

"It's alright." Su Ning chuckled. "They're just a bunch of clowns, only good at pulling dirty tricks behind people's backs."

Su Mo hesitated for a moment: "Father, the rumors outside... are getting more and more outrageous. Some people say that you slaughtered 100,000 cultivators in order to cultivate demonic arts..."

"Oh?" Su Ning finally turned around, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. "They've started using public opinion attacks."

Su Mo was taken aback, then smiled wryly: "Why did Father say such hurtful things? The younger generation of the family is uneasy after hearing these rumors..."

"Mo'er." Su Ning interrupted him, her voice still calm, yet it sent a shiver down Su Mo's spine. "On the path of cultivation, the strong are respected. They call me the Old Demon because they fear me; they spread rumors because they hate me but dare not lay a hand on me. Do you think that if I explain a few words, they will change their tune and praise me as a saint?"

Su Mo remained silent.

“Remember this.” Su Ning gazed into the distance, his eyes seemingly piercing through the sea of ​​clouds, seeing even more distant places. “In this world of cultivation, killing one is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand is heroism. Since everyone in the world fears me like a demon, then I will become the most ferocious demon in this world!”

Before he could finish speaking, a sound transmission talisman pierced the air and burned in front of Su Ning.

He scanned the area with his divine sense, and his expression changed slightly.

"Father?" Su Mo sensed something was amiss.

"Qingxue was attacked in the Xuanbing Secret Realm." A cold glint flashed in Su Ning's eyes. "Good, very good. Finally, someone couldn't resist making a move."

Su Mo was shocked: "How is Qingxue? She only recently formed her core..."

“No danger to your life.” Su Ning sneered. “It seems some people are tired of living.”

Meanwhile, undercurrents were surging throughout the cultivation world of the Great Jin Dynasty.

Inside the Taiyi Gate, on Ziyang Peak.

"Senior Brother Ziyang, Su Ning is becoming more and more unscrupulous." An old man with white hair and a youthful face said angrily, "His Su family members are domineering and tyrannical outside, killing and robbing treasures at will, which has aroused the dissatisfaction of many sects.

Ancestor Ziyang stroked his long beard and sighed, "He made great contributions in the battle of the Chaotic Star Sea, and Senior Brother Bai has always favored him. What can we do?"

"But if this continues, the reputation of my Taiyi Sect, which has lasted for tens of thousands of years, will be jeopardized..." the white-haired old man said unwillingly.

Ancestor Ziyang's gaze was profound: "Let's wait and see. I heard... that the one from the Yinluo Sect is about to emerge from seclusion."

……

Deep within the Blood Pool, in the forbidden area of ​​the Heavenly Demon Sect.

"Ancestor, the Yinluo Sect has sent a secret message." A bewitching woman knelt at the edge of the blood pool and respectfully presented a blood-red jade slip.

The blood pool boiled, and a hoarse voice rang out: "Has that kid Fang Kun finally lost his patience?"

"The letter says it invites you to discuss...the grand plan to slay the demon," the alluring woman whispered.

"Slaying demons? Hahaha..." The voice in the blood pool laughed loudly, "Does Fang Kun even deserve to talk about slaying demons? However... that Su Ning is indeed an eyesore. Tell him I will consider it."

……

In the snow-covered valley on the outskirts of the Mysterious Ice Realm.

"Sister Qingxue, hang in there!" A black-haired boy...

Su Lie carried the heavily injured Su Qingxue on his back, struggling to move forward through the snow.

Three men in black were hot on his heels.

"Brother Lie... put me down..." Su Qingxue's voice was weak, her white robes stained red with blood. "They... are Nascent Soul cultivators..."

"Shut up!" Su Lie roared. "How could a son of the Su family abandon his family!"

He turned around abruptly, his eyes bloodshot, and activated the Great Wilderness Technique at full power, his body blazing with fighting spirit.

"You little brat, you're courting death!" The leader of the men in black sneered, and with a palm strike, a massive black hand pressed down on Su Lie as if it were covering the sky.

Just then, a flash of white light appeared, and the giant black hand instantly disintegrated.

"Who?!" the man in black exclaimed in surprise.

A cold voice echoed from the void: "Have you asked me before you've touched the Su family?"

"Su... Old Demon Su!" The man in black was terrified and turned to flee.

"Too late." With these two casual words, three sword energies swept across the sky, and the three men in black instantly turned into a bloody mist.

Su Ning appeared in front of Su Lie, glanced at the heavily injured Su Qingxue, and his killing intent intensified: "What a Yin Luo Sect, what a Heavenly Demon Sect... It seems that I have been too merciful all these years."

Su Lie knelt on the ground and wept bitterly: "Grandpa, Sister Qingxue, she..."

“She’ll be fine.” Su Ning took out a drop of crystal-clear liquid and dripped it into Su Qingxue’s mouth. “The Xuan Tian Creation Dew can even heal your father’s Soul-Hooking Injury. What’s this little injury?”

Sure enough, after a short while, Su Qingxue's complexion returned to its rosy hue, and her wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Grandpa..." Su Qingxue opened her eyes, her eyes brimming with tears, "Your granddaughter has embarrassed you..."

Su Ning shook his head and gently stroked her hair: "No, you did very well. Remember this humiliation, and one day... you will repay it a hundredfold!"

He looked up toward the Yinluo Sect, a cruel sneer curling at the corner of his mouth: "Fang Kun, since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."

Southeast of the Zhenhuan Mountains, in the Su family's council hall.

Su Mo, Su Yun, and other core members of the Su family gathered together, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Father, the situation is more serious than we imagined," Su Yun said in a deep voice. "Not only the Yinluo Sect and the Tianmo Sect, but also the Jinluo Sect and the Hehuan Sect are showing unusual activity. Even... the Taiyi Sect itself..."

“Ancestor Ziyang and Emperor Xuan have always disliked me,” Su Ning sneered. “It doesn’t matter! I already have a plan in mind.”

“But if they join forces…” Su Mo said with concern.

"Join forces?" A hint of sarcasm flashed in Su Ning's eyes. "In the face of absolute strength, numbers are meaningless."

He stood up, and a terrifying aura filled the hall. "Pass on my order: the entire Su family is on high alert. At the same time... have the 'Shadow Guards' begin their operation."

Su Mo and Su Yun exchanged a glance and replied in unison, "Yes!"

That night, in various parts of the Great Jin cultivation world, dozens of high-ranking members of large and small sects and families died mysteriously.

Without exception, all the deceased were cultivators who had secretly participated in the "Demon Slaughtering Order".

Within the Yinluo Sect, Fang Kun emerged from seclusion in a rage, his terrifying aura as a Nascent Soul cultivator sweeping across thousands of miles: "Su Ning! I will fight you to the death!"

The Heavenly Demon Sect's blood pool boiled, and Hu Laomo's cold voice rang out: "Interesting... This kid is arrogant enough. I'd like to have a go at him."

Xuan Tianzi, the leader of the Taiyi Sect, looked up at the starry sky and sighed, "A storm is brewing..."

On the southeastern peak of the Zhenhuan Mountains, Su Ning stood alone in the wind, toying with a blood-red token in his hand, which he had obtained from the black-clad man who assassinated Su Qingxue.

"The Demon-Slaying Order?" He scoffed, clenching his palm and shattering the token into dust. "I'd like to see who in the Great Jin cultivation world can slaughter my Su Ning!"

In the distance, the rising sun illuminated his stern face.

A new day has begun, but the sky over the Great Jin cultivation world seems to be shrouded in an invisible layer of blood.

...(End of chapter)