Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 115, Section 114: Under the Blood Moon

Everything was silently shattering, and the blood moon shone eerily, reflecting on the dark sea and turning it crimson.

Beside that repulsive blood moon, a strange blood star shines, greedily licking at the last remaining life force in the world, intending to drag the world into the boundless hell of suffering.

"go!"

Lu Changyuan's voice pierced through the suffocating oppression and reached Red Fox's ears.

Hope has not been completely extinguished. The title of Heavenly Dao has already been bestowed, but the Blood Demon has gotten there first. If they can escape now and buy some time, and wait for the Crimson Fox and the Underworld Lord to successfully inherit their respective titles, the dying situation can be reversed in an instant.

The red fox remained silent, its demonic power erupting at an unprecedented intensity. A crimson radiance enveloped Lu Changyuan and the unconscious Underworld Lord, transforming them into a streak of light as it attempted to escape.

But the dark sky seemed to become a barrier, blocking her way forward, and a strange force slammed her down.

Just for a moment.

Without warning, Lu Changyuan's body began to disintegrate inch by inch, blood mist spraying from every pore. He looked like a blood-soaked figure, resembling the King of the Underworld.

The blood has begun to turn against its owner.

No matter how frantically Lu Changyuan circulated his inner energy and how desperately he tried to regain control of his body, the internal turmoil still stripped him of his dominance, as if this body no longer belonged to him.

Lu Changyuan's right hand suddenly exploded, and amidst the blood and gore, the tightly clenched Duan Nian fell to the ground with a thud.

He turned to look at the red fox: "You..."

The red fox's face also suddenly turned pale, turning into a blood fox with its huge tail withered and blood oozing out.

"Well!"

With a muffled groan, she spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood that landed on the ground twisted and condensed strangely, transforming into the shape of swords and blades, their edges reversed, pointing directly at her, their former master.

The red fox's voice was as cold as withered grass: "We can't escape."

The three of them, like stranded fish, struggled on the verge of death in a parched land, before falling simultaneously from the oppressive sky.

"Why... are you not running anymore?"

The black-robed Blood Demon shed his robes, leaving behind an eyeless worm made of thousands upon thousands of blood vessels, which crawled in front of the two.

The red fox's fur stood on end as it pounced on the worm, its fingernails suddenly growing longer as it slashed at the worm's body.

boom!
Before she could even reach the Blood Demon, a series of explosions rang out. This claw attack didn't have much force on the Blood Demon, and it didn't even cut the Blood Demon's blood vessels.

Boom!

The next instant, the red fox fell to the ground, smashing a huge crater around her, and her blood was drawn out of her body.

"My people."

The worm split open a huge mouth, and the foul-smelling teeth and the stench inside eroded Lu Changyuan's reason.

"It's done."

Amidst the blurry, chaotic syllables, Lu Changyuan managed to make out its meaning.

But I had no strength left.

His blood was out of control, and Lu Changyuan couldn't even control his limbs. The worm's mouth was already there, as if it was about to swallow him whole.

Lu Changyuan couldn't help but recall a story from many years ago: someone was swallowed by a demon, who then stabbed wildly inside the stomach, eventually ripped open the demon's belly, killed it, and survived.

what.

What are you thinking about?

"Wake up, my little monarch."

Lu Changyuan stroked the girl's cheek, and the blood belonging to Yu traced the moon's mark on her cheek.

"If we don't wake up soon, we're all doomed."

His pupils reflected the ever-approaching, densely packed fangs and writhing insect bodies, which emitted sharp hisses, eagerly craving the taste of flesh and blood.

A piercing scream echoed incessantly, and the gaping maw snapped shut!
Darkness swallowed everything.

It was as if eternal death had arrived.

Then, from that completely dark mouth, light slowly pierced through the darkness.

Angry voices could be heard.

"No."

A blood-soaked hand forcefully pried open the Blood Demon's mouth.

That was a young girl's hand.

Black dress, black hair, blood-stained face, eyes as bright as gold, surrounded by a surge of dark energy, as if the monarch of the Netherworld had returned.

No, she is the monarch.

The king, shrouded in deathly aura, once again took control of death, and in doing so, took control of his own.

On the brink of life and death, the monarch of hell rose once more from decay, the loneliness born of his obsession overcoming the trembling of his blood.

Her voice was like a law, binding the enemy's every move.

"No, you are not allowed to strip me of my home!!!"

A colossal gate to the underworld suddenly materialized in mid-air, falling like a plummeting star before crashing heavily onto the Blood Demon's body.

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The smell of death.

The taste of life.

Memories of the past and fragments of the future intertwine and flood into the nasal cavity, bringing waves of dizziness.

Death had arrived, and so had the loneliness that was unique to her.

Is death the end of loneliness?
"Eat well, sleep well, and live well."

Grandma Long's aged yet warm words still seem to echo in my ears.

The Underworld Lord remembered, so she always took good care of herself, so well that her cultivation was on the verge of reaching the threshold of Yao Guang, only lacking the final title of honor.

Even if she takes the best care of herself, the people of the past will never come back. She cultivates the path of death, so she understands the powerlessness and irreversibility of death better than anyone else in the world.

The cold, rainy night seeped into my memories.

After traveling thousands of miles, Ming finally returned to the tribe he remembered.

She brought back precious flint, which should help the tribe survive the harsh winter.

But all that awaited her were the sorrowful faces and trembling words of other humans passing by: "Don't go, Ming... Half a month ago, the apes found this place..."

The girl didn't believe it. Holding the warm red fox in her arms, she rushed towards the tribe like a madwoman, braving the bitter rain.

The increasingly strong smell of blood was slowly eroding her last hope.

finally.

As she stood at the entrance to the tribe, looking back at the once beautiful village, she could only kneel down on the ground, her hands trembling weakly.

There was nothing left there; the empty tribe was left only with the nauseating smell of blood slowly dissipating in the rain.

The rain lashed her face; her tears had dried, and only blood could flow from them.

The King of the Underworld said to the Red Fox, "I will resurrect them."

Red Fox exclaimed incredulously, "You're insane!"

The girl wanted to build a vast kingdom, to entrust all her thoughts to it, even though she knew that the lives born from decay were no longer those she knew.

She was the only member of the royal family left. Granny Oboro died before her eyes, and now even the last thing she could call home had been reduced to ashes.

She has nothing left.

The girl and the red fox depended on each other for survival. When they reached the sixth realm, the red fox returned to the demon clan, and the Underworld Lord became a human again.

What in this world is left that can serve as her anchor?
Guardian spirit.

Oh, right, guardian spirits.

As the girl returned to the Underworld, she suddenly remembered that she had a guardian spirit, a privilege of royalty, which was equivalent to half of royalty.

How could she have forgotten this? Soon, she used the broken magic circle to summon a boy.

It was a human, and a human with whom he had countless connections. The Underworld Lord completely ignored the dense, almost impenetrable aura of time and the strange realm emanating from the boy.

None of that matters; his own guardian spirit is enough.

Granny Long once told her, "Humans actually envy birds, who can fly freely in the sky and go to higher places."

So the girl smiled from the bottom of her heart and said, "Yu, from now on you will be called Yu."

This was her last and closest contact with someone, someone who could transform into feathers to carry her loneliness.

How great.

She was not human, but her guardian spirit was. A dazzling golden light reappeared before the Underworld Lord's eyes, gradually coalescing into a golden entity.

Majestic and magnificent, dazzling and glorious, that was the Way of Heaven, which descended upon the Underworld Lord's dream.

The Heavenly Dao said, "Your guardian spirit has defied the river of time; it must die. Afterward, it will bestow upon you an honorific title and grant you the Dao of Death."

The girl's pupils were icy cold: "No."

There's nothing left around me.

Now you're even going to take away my guardian spirit? Are you going to deprive me of my last remaining home?
The Way of Heaven says: "Death is eternal, and eternity is always lonely. You do not need a guardian spirit."

The girl was unaware of what was happening. She simply stood up and instantly appeared before the golden light, her fair fingers forcefully plunging into it.

Her voice was firm and left no room for argument: "You can forget about it!"

I will never allow it!
The golden light began to erode the girl's skin, as if trying to force the Underworld Lord to sever her connection with Lu Changyuan.

Warmth pressed against the girl's back, and one by one, the spirits of the departed slowly formed, turning into illusory shadows that stood behind the girl.

The dazzling sparks in the eyes of the Underworld Lord exploded, then spread like wildfire, forcing the brilliant Heavenly Dao out of her grasp. She took a step forward.

The long-standing sound of drums surged forth.

The Underworld Kingdom was fully formed.

This kingdom, founded by Hades and initially intended as a memento for himself, sprang from conception and illusion at an incredible speed, and then crowned its master.

A shimmering light swept across her moon-like face. The girl reached out her hand, and suddenly, a lifeless star appeared in her palm.

"I'll take it myself!"

boom!
She crushed the lifeless star in her hand, and the girl actually dragged death down from the sky. Then, she parted her cherry-pink lips and swallowed the remains of the star.

Yao Guang's aura rose from the girl's body. A beam of light appeared within her, slowly rising and eventually transforming into a new star, hanging in the sky and filling the void left by the previous star.

The Dao Star has been established.

The king opened his eyes.

Death transcends time; it is not within the realm of time. Thus, when the girl opened her eyes, her mouth had just closed.

Little by little, just a little bit.

The gaping maw was completely pried open.

The pitch-black night was completely torn apart, and a huge, dark sun appeared in the sky, ruthlessly bestowing death upon the blood moon.

The night, which was originally like a prison, was now filled with endless nether energy. The nether energy rolled and gathered, forming a magnificent and enormous kingdom in mid-air. On the coast, blood-red spider lilies broke through the soil and bloomed freely, dancing silently in the night.

The River Styx became the passage connecting the underworld with the earth.

The fog rolled in again.

All the death within the Blood Demon was brutally taken away by the Underworld Lord and transformed into the spirit of the Underworld Kingdom. A massive path of white bones formed beneath the Underworld Lord's feet, leading directly to the gates of the Underworld Kingdom.

This is the path to rebirth in the underworld.

In the thick fog, the races that had been killed by Lu Changyuan, or the enormous races that had been devoured by the Blood Demon, raised their feet and moved slowly forward, as if they were coming to pay homage to their monarch.

The mighty River Styx carries the path of life, finally rushing into the Underworld to complete its final laws.

Ascend the Heavenly Ladder, point to the Dao Star, and enter the Jade Light.

At this moment, the Underworld Lord even stopped climbing the Heavenly Ladder. The Styx River adorned her with a crown and imperial robes, the clothes embroidered with the sun, moon and stars of the human race, covering the girl's delicate body. Lu Changyuan embraced the girl's soft waist from behind, as if becoming the girl's wings.

"town!"

The girl's voice was soft, but the Underworld in the heavens received the order and enveloped and imprisoned the Blood Demon.

The familiar streets gradually took shape. The Blood Demon stood bewildered before the Underworld Palace, unable to sense where the Underworld Lord's Dao was, or rather, the Underworld Lord's Dao was everywhere.

The Underworld Kingdom, this vast kingdom, is the Dao of the Underworld Lord, and also the Yao Guang Law of the Underworld Lord.

At this moment, the king emerged from the Underworld Palace and calmly looked at the Blood Demon. Within the Underworld, the young girl was an unparalleled existence.

Moreover, although they are both Yao Guang, the Blood Demon is an imperfect Yao Guang who has obtained a title, while the girl in front of her has built the Underworld Kingdom, created the River Styx, and ascended to the throne of Yao Guang with her own power.

The worm's body was riddled with holes. The Blood Demon tried to rekindle the girl's royal blood, but to no avail. Its Dao was sentenced to death as soon as it entered the girl's body. Its conceptual death made it unable to control the girl's body anymore.

The girl abandoned the use of all weapons and instead used punch after punch, employing an extremely brutal and ruthless attack method to gradually smash the worm apart.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lu Changyuan activated the "Five Desires and Six Dusts Transformation Mind Technique" to absorb the power dropped by the Blood Demon. The heat in his body gradually subsided, and not only that, the injuries he had suffered earlier were also gradually healing.

The giant worm was actually smashed flat by the girl, and it roared angrily on the ground. But before it could even roar, it was smashed back by the Underworld King's punch.

Lu Changyuan stared at the scene with wide eyes, finding it quite brutal. Each time her small fist landed, it trembled with the path of death, trying to drag the Blood Demon into death. The Underworld Lord was constantly trying to imbue the Blood Demon with the intent of death.

The girl paused abruptly, then leaped lightly, carrying Lu Changyuan away from the center. The next moment, the Blood Demon's enormous body seemed to explode and suddenly grow larger.

"It wants to blast open the bloodstream."

The girl snorted coldly, and a sword imbued with dark energy appeared in her hand. She then unleashed an unstoppable sword light.

The massive, inflatable blood demon immediately split in two.

The left half lunged at the Underworld King, while the right half fled into the distance.

Lu Changyuan frowned and said, "It wants to escape, can we kill it?"

"It is composed of all the vampires together, not a single life form. It is fused together through blood pacts. To kill it, you have to destroy all the blood pacts on its body."

The Blood Demon is not so easy to kill, especially since the Blood Demon has ascended to Yao Guang.

To truly kill the Blood Demon, one must gradually wear down the Blood Pact, and then, through the Blood Demon's endless self-regeneration, slowly drain its blood.

The Underworld Lord doesn't have that much time.

The girl said calmly, "Rise!"

At the summit of Mount Long, the enormous "冥" character that had been engraved there suddenly emitted a dark radiance, transforming into two streams of light that imprinted themselves on the left and right halves of the Blood Demon's body!
Amidst the blood demon's piercing, soul-tearing howl, the two halves of their bodies seemed to be forcibly pulled together by invisible threads of fate, colliding violently. Then, they were firmly suppressed beneath the mountain peak by the majestic, illusory image of the hazy mountain, along with the enormous character "冥" (Ming).

The sharp scream pierced the sky and lingered for a long time, but was eventually sealed off by the dark energy.

The girl turned her head to look at Lu Changyuan, then smiled softly: "Whether you can eat your fill or not depends on yourself."

What do you mean?
Lu Changyuan was stunned for a moment, but the girl walked gracefully to Lu Changyuan, reached out and stroked Lu Changyuan's cheek.

Time and space are rejecting you.

Suddenly, lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, and a sense of oppression came blindly, as if the whole world was squeezing him.

boo~
Lu Changyuan felt a slight dampness on his lips, with a hint of blood in them. The girl's lips touched him briefly before parting, as if it were an illusion.

The Underworld King said softly, "You and I shouldn't be meeting at this time."

The moment she entered Yaoguang, she saw many things.

"I told you you can't leave me, so when we meet again, the connection between us will be even stronger than before."

is not that right.

The Heart-Devouring Demonic Mark, activated by the Great Perfection of the Supreme Pure Spirit Forget-Immortal Technique, is something that even Lu Changyuan cannot remove now. Even Qiu Yuehan would have to cultivate for an unknown amount of time to cancel the demonic mark.

Lu Changyuan wiped his mouth and said helplessly, "You know?"

“I knew from the start that you weren’t from this time.” The girl smiled slyly, a smile she had never shown before: “Next time we meet, I will be human.”

Lu Changyuan chuckled to himself.

The Underworld King said, "What do you think would be a good name for me? I've heard that in human legends, a full moon represents family reunion, so let's choose a name related to the moon."

The moon is cold and the moon is cold.

I pray for a full moon, and the cold and desolate feeling will be gone.

Qiu Yuehan was originally a lonely person, searching for the name of someone who symbolizes warmth, reunion, and the full moon.

"I hope that when we meet again, there will be a gentle breeze and a bright moon, not..." The girl bowed and looked into the distance, "this kind of chaos where all races are fighting each other."

Lu Changyuan opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the character "冥" (Ming) behind him suddenly shone brightly, and a huge door appeared behind him.

Ming smiled and reached out his hand, pushing Lu Changyuan through the door.

“My Yu, you must know someone connected to time, she’s definitely helping us.”

Who? A little fairy?
"Wait"

The girl said, "Next, I'll have to trouble you to save me again."

save you?

What can save you? You're already in a state of near-death; who can beat you?

Wait, you mean Qiu Yuehan?
Qiu Yuehan should be playing with the little fairy in Tianshan right now. With Jiang Jiayi and her traitorous disciple watching over her, what could possibly happen?

The door swallowed up the long road.

(End of this chapter)