All heavens, let's begin with the Divine Elephant's Prison-Suppressing Power!

Chapter 137 The Crimson Demonic Gate, the Emperor's Sword Descends from the Sky!

"Roar!"

A majestic deity with an elephant's head and a human body appeared behind Yang An, its terrifying aura sweeping across the heavens and the earth. Countless creatures in the Southern Wilderness trembled, and humans, demons, gods, and monsters all bowed in submission.

Eight deadly strikes, truly invincible!

Many forces that used the divine weapon to spy felt a chill run down their spines.

Even the Dharma Body, observing from afar, had a solemn expression.

"With such a physical body, the principles and reason have been torn apart by overwhelming force, creating an absolute vacuum!"

Compared to a mere physical body, the intertwining of Tao and reason, influencing the world, and the sheer force that ravages all laws and tramples the Great Tao, inspires even greater awe.

An old Taoist priest from the Northern Zhou Dynasty looked astonished and fell into deep thought, "Is he the one Jiu Niang spoke of who can help us escape the cycle of reincarnation?"

"Which Celestial Venerable's technique left behind this? Can a mere heretic really do it?" Chonghe Daoist wondered. The so-called heretics are systems that are weaker than mainstream martial arts methods in every aspect.

If one is in front of the Dharma Body, there is still a possibility of competition. After the Dharma Body, the principles gradually come into being, one ascends to heaven in one step, forms one's own realm, and is equivalent to an immortal or god.

Beyond the realm of reality, the Dharma Body and True Spirit are a level above all other realms, exerting absolute suppression from top to bottom, possessing the power to destroy the world!
Among those of the same level, there are almost no rivals!
But this heretic is completely different. Yang An first defeated Su Wuming, and then successively killed the Blood Sea Rakshasa and the Southern Wilderness Gu God, two powerful avatars. It's impossible to imagine how he possesses such strength.

"Extraordinary people do extraordinary things!"

"Perhaps the chance to escape the cycle of reincarnation truly lies with him," the Daoist Chonghe thought.

Sword intent soared into the sky within the Sword Washing Pavilion, accompanied by Su Wuming's laughter, "Impressive, impressive. I was planning to make a trip to the Southern Wilderness after breaking through to the Dharma Body stage, but I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Yang to beat me to it. With such strength, even the Heavenly Ranking would have difficulty finding an opponent."

"With such a figure descending, a great era is about to begin. How can I sit idly in the Sword Washing Pavilion?" He let go of some of his obsessions and stopped trying to connect with more others, striving to break through to the Dharma Body in a perfect manner.

Shaolin Temple Zen Monastery.

“Holy King Yang An…” Demon Master Han Guang frowned slightly, wondering if the appearance of such an unorthodox dharma body would affect his grand plan.

No, it has already had an impact.

With the death of the Blood Sea Rakshasa and the annihilation of the Southern Wilderness Gu God, one of the nine evil paths has been eliminated, while the power of the righteous path has greatly increased. With one side rising and the other falling, the problem is quite serious.

"Amitabha!" He disguised himself as Abbot Kongwen, walking around the temple with a kind face, as if nothing had happened, but he had planted a scheme in the stupa.

Both the Southern Jin and Northern Zhou dynasties experienced tremendous upheavals.

"The new god has killed the Gu god!"

Countless believers in the Southern Wilderness trembled, feeling as if the source of their faith had been extinguished, leaving their hearts empty and devoid of anything.

The feedback from the past has naturally disappeared.

When the deities and spirits of the temple are cultivated to a high level, they become almost bound to the people, immortal and indestructible. This is the origin of such a belief. If believers keep their faith in them, it will surely be answered. Even if someone is killed, they will be reborn under this faith.

But at this moment, these believers felt nothing, and even the image of the Gu God gradually faded from their minds and was erased.

Many people could hardly accept it and knelt on the ground, wailing.

"This is the poison of faith." Yang An's divine sense swept over the area and he could feel the gloom in people's hearts that had never been dispelled.

Are they unaware that believing in the Gu God is harmful? Are they unaware that the Blood Robe Cult is harmful?

That's not the case. It's just that the long-term poisoning and oppression have made them used to it. They just live a humble and subservient life, without having any other thoughts in their hearts.

Even now, the fall of the Gu God has made them feel apprehensive and uneasy.

"My lord, thank you for killing the Blood Sea Rakshasa." The last remaining immortal being, Xiao Ru, kept kowtowing, extremely excited.

What will you do next?

Seeing this, Yang An suddenly spoke, his mind seemingly unsure of what he was thinking.

"Without the Valley of Eternal Life, I can no longer reincarnate, and my cultivation will not improve. I should live a good life in the Southern Wilderness." Xiaoru said in a low voice. She had reincarnated several times, and her background was pitiful. She was adopted by the incarnation of the Blood Sea Rakshasa at birth.

Now that I know the truth and have avenged my great grudge, I feel somewhat weary.

"Can anyone live a good life in such a desolate place as the South?"

Yang An looked towards the horizon. The Blood Sea Rakshasa was dead, and the Gu God had perished, but there were still countless potential Blood Sea Rakshasa and Gu Gods in the Southern Wilderness. The Blood Robe Sect's legacy had not been extinguished, and Gu Masters were still harming people.

He suddenly felt a bit itchy to use his hands.

There are too many maggots in the world.

On Earth, in the Sacred Ruins, he slaughtered everyone in his path, following his own desires, and almost wiped the Earth out of its life, creating a golden age.

The same can be said of the real world today.

In a society that had completely stagnated after the Middle Ages, what do the martial arts heroes, the powerful figures on the Earth Ranking, the masters on the Heaven Ranking, the schemes of the great powers, and the arrangements of fate have to do with ordinary people? Aren't they all just toiling in the fields for a living?

The scions of noble families live in luxury, cultivate martial arts, and act tyrannically, while it is not uncommon for the poor to starve to death in the fields.

"Since that's the case, then let me offer you salvation!" Yang An finally moved when he saw the miserable state of the people in the Southern Wilderness.

"True Qi incarnates, roaming the eight wastelands!"

He doesn't possess the legendary characteristics of being omnipresent, but he has the ability to manifest his true energy in countless forms, descending upon every corner of the Southern Wilderness to eradicate the scourge upon this land.

"kill!"

One after another, humanoid true energy beings, clad in glazed armor, wielding platinum spears, and with holy wings spread behind them, brought light to everyone.

The Blood Robe Cult, which has committed numerous evils, the Gu God Temple, which deceives and misleads its followers, the bandit strongholds that have long been rooted in this land, and all those rogue cultivators will not escape being hunted down.

Xiaoru stared blankly at the scene before her, her expression complicated. "Was this necessary, sir?"

This land has always been like this, it's just that the rulers keep exploiting it. The Blood Robe Cult and the Gu God Temple are just one link in the chain of exploitation, and there are many more people involved.

"I can do whatever I want."

Yang An remained calm; he had come to this world to be an emperor!

"God's will is at work; speak to my divine mark."

He wasn't even afraid of the other side; he was afraid of some powerful families, righteous sects, and evil sects.
Whatever the Southern Jin, Northern Zhou, the Great Grasslands, or even the demon race—if any of them dare to act recklessly in front of him, their own avatars will become his food.

The Dharma Body is quite crunchy and much chewier than the main ingredient of the Divine Weapon.

"I'd like to see who comes looking for me first!" Yang An stood with his hands behind his back and destroyed a Blood Robe Cult altar with a flick of his finger. This place alone imprisoned tens of thousands of blood slaves.

What are Blood Slaves? They are, of course, the medicine packets of the Blood Robe Cult.

The nine paths of evil, every single one of them, does things that are utterly inhuman.

The Blood Robe Sect cultivates by drinking blood, believing the human body to be the ultimate medicine. Adhering to this philosophy, every cultivator who reaches the Outer Realm has consumed the lives of no fewer than ten thousand people. As for the Blood Sea Rakshasa, over the years, he has devoured more than a hundred million people. And this is only in the Southern Wilderness. Much of the blood in that boundless Blood Sea was accumulated by him after he came into contact with the Eternal Valley and began to ponder the path of his own legend, slaughtering countless worlds.

The Gu God is no less formidable; its doctrines are cruel and tyrannical, treating people almost as less than human. It forces the people of the Southern Wilderness to believe through fear, and Gu Masters have become accustomed to feeding their Gu worms with the flesh and blood of their followers.

The same applies to sects like the Sect of Life and Death Impermanence, the Temple of Asura, the Gate of Annihilation, and the Sect of Joy.

The so-called "vacuum homeland" and "white lotus salvation" of the Luo sect are just empty words; their essence remains unchanged.

The Plain Clothes Path, the only one that does less evil, is no less influential than the other forces of the Nine Paths of Evil in other aspects.

The world has become corrupt again.

Yang An sighed softly, then smiled. So when he came, the heavens came too.

Stop killing with killing, stop evil with evil!
Let's start from this southern wilderness!
It's quite a coincidence that the Crimson Demon Sect in the original story also started its sweep across the world from the Southern Wilderness. Qi Zhengyan, who inherited the Demon Lord's legacy and the Demon Emperor's Claw, instead created the Demon Emperor's Dharma Body based on the concept of equality.

"I wonder if he would still have this idea in this timeline."

He can't stay in one lifetime forever. If he leaves, someone will have to protect his achievements. Qi Zhengyan is a good choice. Yang An admired him quite a bit in the original work. Since he doesn't have the Demon Lord's inheritance, it's not impossible to give him other other divine skills.

With a thought flashing through his mind, Yang An shattered the void and appeared in front of Qi Zhengyan, who was stationed outside the Huanhua Sword Sect.

"Senior Yang An?!"

Qi Zhengyan's expression was slightly stiff, which was his natural state and could not be changed, but he was very enthusiastic and invited Yang An to sit down with a proper attitude, "What can I do for you?"

He received a favor from Fengyun Manor during his mission, and although it was just something the other party did casually, he remembered it well.

"I have a future I want to tell you, but I'm afraid you can't accept it. If you knew that your future would change countless lives, but you yourself would have to sacrifice yourself, what would you do?" Yang An said slowly, accepting the tea offered by Qi Zhengyan.

Unlike Meng Qi, and also different from Jiang Zhiwei.

Both have good intentions, but they are more focused on what they care about. They are willing to do things for the world as they please, but they cannot agree to do things for the benefit of all people.

What kind of future is that?

Qi Zhengyan's stiff face broke into a smile instead, "If you satisfy the senior, then I think you will also satisfy me."

He had always admired this extraordinary person from beyond the heavens. Others focused on his strength, such as killing the old man and defeating Su Wuming, but he remembered the seemingly insignificant thing the other party did, which had a profound impact on the Western Regions.

How many bandits and heretics are there in the entire Western Regions, in that vast desert?
Countless!

However, the other side spent several days wiping out everyone inside and out, from top to bottom. The atmosphere in the entire Western Regions became much more upright, reminiscent of the ancient times when people did not pick up lost items on the road and did not lock their doors at night.

There are many masters in the world, but who has ever done this before? Even righteous high-ranking masters have never done it.

How can such a person not inspire admiration?

“This future looks promising.” Yang An looked at the serious-looking but upright young man before him, a ball of light appearing in his hand. “If you want to know, go and see for yourself.”

Qi Zhengyan took it without hesitation and pressed it against his forehead.

He quickly went through the illusion that Yang An had created for him.

It was described as an illusion, but in reality it was a rehearsal of the future of a supreme being. Yang An did not elaborate on the many schemes of the other side, but only depicted the scene of the impending calamity and the sinking of all living beings.

There are also some things Qi Zhengyan did after receiving the Demon Lord's inheritance.

"I've become the Demon Emperor? The Crimson Demonic Sect!"

Qi Zhengyan was stunned, unable to believe that he had done this, yet it so perfectly suited the anger that he had been holding back.

Why is it that the scions of powerful families and influential sects are high and mighty, while ordinary people struggle for a single grain of rice to survive? Even if they are lucky enough to embark on the path of martial arts, they can hardly sustain it and ultimately become mere extras!

His dull eyes gradually sharpened, and Qi Zhengyan had an "aha" moment.

"What is the demonic path, and what is the righteous path?!"

"If this is the way of the demonic path, then so what if I fall into it!" He suddenly bowed to Yang An, "Thank you, senior, for letting me know the future."

"Although I have no inheritance from the Demon Lord, I will still do this and bring about this future!"

"Hahaha!!" Yang An suddenly burst into laughter. "Why bother with all this trouble? The Blood Sea Rakshasa is dead, the Gu God has been annihilated, and I am currently purging the entire Southern Wilderness. If you go there, what's wrong with me putting you in charge?"

"Blood Sea Rakshasa? Gu God?"

Upon hearing of the fall of the two Dharma Bodies, Qi Zhengyan was shocked, but was immediately moved, and a sense of 'I am not alone' arose spontaneously.

"It's my wish, but I dare not invite you!"

He left behind a letter, a large sum of money, and pills exchanged for good deeds, placing them where his disciples could see them. Then he turned and left, following Yang An to the Southern Wilderness.

Soon, just a few days had passed.

News of the deeds of the humanoid true qi sent out by Yang An has already spread.

Before the rankings could be changed again to add to his resume, the world was already shocked and condemned him!

"Is he insane? How dare he do this!"

Numerous powerful families and influential clans are roaring, and even major sects are not immune to the turmoil.

The Southern Wilderness is a mountainous region with numerous swamps, miasma, and swarms of poisonous insects and snakes. However, it is rich in resources, and many forces have established operations there. Some even traffic people to the Southern Wilderness to exploit them as resources, a practice that has continued for many years.

The Blood Robe Cult's growth and expansion into the Central Plains can be attributed in part to their efforts.

This kind of shady collusion has nothing to do with whether one belongs to the righteous or the evil faction; it's simply about seeking benefits for one's own people.

But now someone's using a knife!

“Killing the Blood Sea Rakshasa and destroying the Gu God is enough. How is this any different from the demonic path? My family uncles and more than a dozen brothers all died in the Southern Wilderness. What does the evil of the demons have to do with them? This is indiscriminate killing of the innocent!” A disciple of a noble family wrote furiously overnight, spreading the message far and wide to criticize Yang An.

He grasped the key points.

"An outsider, yet he indiscriminately slaughters innocent people in the real world, claiming to be acting in the name of the Southern Wilderness, but harboring ulterior motives!"

"Is he an outpost from beyond our realm, a life source called Beidou, attempting to invade our true world? May all powerful figures in the world be aware that we cannot allow him to act so recklessly!"

Such remarks blatantly placed Yang An in opposition to the rest of the world.

The conflict between good and evil, powerful clans, the Southern Jin and Northern Zhou dynasties, and the Golden Horde of the grasslands—these are all internal contradictions. The greatest enemy is the one from beyond the heavens, an invader!
"interesting."

Yang An watched as public opinion of him rapidly deteriorated, but he remained unperturbed.

Instead, he looked at the object that had suddenly appeared before him from who-knows-where.

This is a sword, one side engraved with the sun, moon and stars, the other with mountains and rivers. Its golden light is dazzling and vast, and the history of countless humans overcoming obstacles and struggling to survive and rise among demons and gods is like a long river sweeping across the land!
The Emperor's Sword!
(End of this chapter)