"call."

Su Yu slowly exhaled, and the vast magical power of the first-grade golden core in his body quietly circulated.

His divine sense, like a tide, gently probed towards the crack.

It was just a light glance.

Just one glance.

The next instant, Su Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

His heart, tempered by a thousand years of experience, suddenly felt a chill.

Behind the cracks, there is no emptiness.

It was a dark space separate from heaven and earth, where the turbid demonic energy was so dense that it almost condensed into liquid.

And within that dense, impenetrable demonic aura, lurked evil spirits.

Countless, densely packed demons.

They either perch, lie dormant, or stand still, as quiet as a silent forest.

A cursory glance reveals tens of thousands.

Su Yu's breathing stopped almost imperceptibly at that moment.

He recognized them.

Blood Crossing, Crimson Abyss...

These were the old enemies that should have vanished completely in that silent ebb tide two hundred years ago, leaving not even a trace of their remains.

They're all here right now!

None of them died.

They were all alive, and they all retreated into the crack.

Su Yu slowly withdrew his divine sense, stood in the wind and snow, and remained silent for a long time.

Two hundred years.

He thought he was protecting a world that had been completely restored.

He watched children running in the sunshine, watched the elderly sleeping peacefully under the eaves, and watched hundreds of billions of ordinary people in the world truly live like human beings for the first time.

He always thought that the night was over.

But it wasn't until now that he understood.

The darkness never truly dissipated.

The peaceful and prosperous era that Su Yu has created over the past two hundred years is actually built on a dam that could burst at any moment.

The wind and snow intensified.

As Su Yu gazed at the silent crack, a chilling feeling, tinged with dread, arose for the first time.

Inside the boundary wall.

The dense demonic energy resembled a desolate swamp.

Blood Crossing dwells atop a jagged, black rock.

It had already entered a semi-dormant state in order to conserve energy as much as possible.

Just now, a faint aura swept past from outside the boundary wall.

Xue Du suddenly opened his eyes.

Its vertical pupils reflected the slender figure outside the boundary wall.

The first-grade golden elixir has reached its peak.

With Xue Du's keen eyesight, he could naturally see through the depth of that figure's cultivation at a glance.

It is exactly the same as it.

But what Xue Du cared about was never the level of cultivation.

Instead, this figure actually possessed cultivation.

This is more alarming to it than anything else.

"It's you..."

Blood Crossing emitted a hoarse and deep voice, a voice surging with overwhelming hatred and a hint of absurdity that even it itself could not believe.

"It was you."

Not far away, the emaciated demon Chi Yuan, whose body was wreathed in crimson flames, slowly raised his head.

Its murky, demonic eyes were also filled with terror.

Because they know one thing better than anyone else.

Since this place was corrupted by demonic energy, there have been no cultivators.

For tens of thousands of years, the Way of Heaven has been dormant, and demonic energy has run rampant.

In this world, there are no other beings besides these evil spirits.

The rest were all mortals who could not possibly possess even a fraction of cultivation.

Ordinary people are just ordinary people.

They are livestock kept in the Blood Refining Workshop, walking blood food, two-legged sheep that cannot even absorb a fraction of spiritual energy.

How could a mortal possess cultivation?

Not to mention, it's such a heaven-reaching and earth-shattering Golden Elixir Great Perfection!

But, ironically, outside the boundary stands a person who shouldn't exist.

This is absolutely impossible; it came out of thin air.

Almost simultaneously, Blood Crossing and Crimson Abyss deduced the chilling truth that sent shivers down their spines.

The method of self-mutilation for mortals.

More than two hundred years ago, a cataclysmic event suddenly arose, swept across the heavens and earth, and cleansed all demonic energy into pure spiritual energy.

That gate allowed countless lowly mortals to forcibly enter the path of cultivation without relying on spiritual roots or external forces, simply by severing their own bodies—a heaven-defying method.

How could a mortal possibly commit suicide to enter the Dao?

There is no such thing as supernatural power that comes out of thin air.

There must have been a creator at the source of all this.

A person who personally handed that heaven-defying method to those beasts.

If it wasn't him, then who could it be?

"So... it was you."

Chi Yuan murmured to himself, and the crimson demonic flames flickered violently.

At this moment, Blood Crossing and Crimson Abyss, along with all the alarmed demons within the boundary wall, all experienced the same absurd and profound realization.

This man was born into the lowest of the low in their eyes.

mortal.

Two-legged sheep.

For tens of thousands of years, they have treated these mortals like livestock, keeping them in the Blood Refining Workshop, raising, slaughtering, extracting marrow and devouring them at will.

In their eyes, they were nothing more than a group of walking prey that didn't even deserve to have names.

But in the end...

They were utterly cast into the abyss and driven into this desperate situation, those who once reigned supreme over heaven and earth.

That is precisely the group of livestock they see.

To be defeated by one's own flesh and blood is an utter disgrace.

"roar--!"

This sense of shame and indignation, as if ignited by Xue Du and Chi Yuan's enlightenment, suddenly spread throughout the entire boundary wall.

The disturbed demons awoke one after another from their slumber.

However, they all just watched without moving.

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