Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The deepest part of the Federal Military Headquarters' underground core base.

Gu Changjin stood on the observation platform, his gaze fixed on the highest-level containment chamber in front of him.

In the center of the containment chamber, a twisted apostle was pinned to mid-air by dozens of eerie blue beams of light.

It still largely retains its human form, standing nearly three meters tall, covered in dark gray scales, with a vertical slit in its chest filled with constantly rotating black eyes.

The four arms were deformed by the weight of gravity, and a fleshy tentacle full of teeth was dragging from the back of the head.

This thing was captured yesterday by the third batch of Blood Refining Army from the Northern Land battlefield, and it was still alive.

These past few days have been anything but good for the Reverse True Society.

The leader, Xie Wuwang, has disappeared without a trace; more than half of the high-ranking members have been killed or wounded; and a large number of Twisted Apostles have lost unified command and can only fight on their own.

The nine branches of Taoism, which they originally regarded as their greatest enemy, were almost wiped out overnight.

Logically speaking, the Rebel Alliance should have taken the opportunity to expand its influence.

In the end, it was the Federal Military, which they had never taken seriously before, that actually stepped forward.

In a short period of time.

Three batches of Blood-Refined Army were formed one after another.

The first batch of three hundred people all reached the Tenth Blood Realm or above.

The second batch expanded to 10,000 people.

The third batch selected 100,000 of the most vigorous and energetic elite soldiers from various provinces, orbital cities, and lunar bases.

In addition, there are mature intelligence systems, orbital delivery, unmanned combat aircraft, and heavy firepower support in the interstellar era.

The Blood Refining Army often receives news of a twisted event and can drop directly onto the scene from the sky within half an hour.

Previously, the federal government couldn't do anything about it.

It's not that we can't find them, but that even if we do, we can't kill them.

Now that we can kill them, the remaining problems are much simpler.

First, use the electromagnetic cannon to level the surrounding area, then let the Blood Refining Army go in and finish them off with their fists.

The secret strongholds that the Rebels had cultivated for decades were being wiped out one by one.

Before many of the Twisted Apostles could escape, they were pinned to the ground and beaten until they were barely alive.

The one in front of us is the best preserved among them.

Wei Shanhe stood behind Gu Changjin and reported in a low voice.

"General, all tests have been completed."

"The true spirit has been stabilized and the original distorted consciousness has been completely erased."

"The Blood Refining Technique is functioning normally."

Gu Changjin nodded.

"Release the restraints."

The eerie blue beam in the containment chamber simultaneously went out, the twelve times gravity rapidly returned to zero, and the electromagnetic locks covering the entire body of the Twisted Apostle loosened one by one.

boom!

The enormous body fell from mid-air.

But it didn't ram the wall as wildly as before.

Instead, he stood still and slowly moved his four arms.

Click, click.

The twisted bones returned to their original positions, and the three-meter-tall body began to shrink inward.

The crack in his chest, which was full of eyeballs, closed, and the whiskers on the back of his head retracted into his body.

After a while.

Its size remained around two meters, and although it still had a ferocious appearance, it had become somewhat manageable to communicate with.

Even more astonishingly, a layer of crimson blood was slowly flowing along the dark gray scales.

The power of distortion was cold and chaotic, while the power of blood and qi was extremely strong and yang. These two forces, which should have been in conflict with each other, coexisted in this body at the same time.

The containment chamber door opened, and the Twisted Apostle stepped out.

Approaching Gu Changjin, he lowered all four arms and knelt on one knee.

"Greetings, Master."

A high-ranking military officer standing nearby grinned.

He stepped forward and patted the Twisted Apostle on the shoulder.

"Old Wang, you got a pretty good body this time."

"The Twisted Apostle already possesses combat power exceeding a hundred phases. With the Blood Refinement Technique, even an ordinary thousand-phase cultivator would be no match for you now."

The twisted apostle, known as Old Wang, raised his head, and a rather obsequious smile appeared on his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face.

"Then I must thank my master for his cultivation."

"Although this twisted power is chaotic, its level is far inferior to our original demonic power."

"However, its advantage lies in its unpredictable changes. If combined with qi and blood, it does have some merits."

The one speaking was not the original Twisted Apostle.

It was actually a projection of the true spirit of a Nascent Soul Great Demon King from the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

They can control the human bodies of high-ranking military officials.

Twisted Apostles are naturally also possible, and because their original consciousness is incomplete, they are easier to control than humans.

First, let the Blood Refining Army beat him to the brink of death, then use the True Spirit to erase his original consciousness and take over his body.

Finally, resources were poured in, and the Blood Refining Method was cultivated, creating a new body that combined twisted power, masculine blood and qi, and the combat experience of a great demon king.

Its intelligence is more than ten times that of a normal twisted apostle, and apart from being a bit ugly, it has almost no flaws.

Gu Changjin walked around Old Wang once and nodded in satisfaction.

If I had known that this True Spirit Control Technique was so effective against Twisted Apostles, I should have become the leader of the Anti-True Society!

"Now that we can control it, things will be much easier from here on out."

Gu Changjin raised his hand.

A 3D map unfolds in mid-air.

Black Roba State is located on the southern continent of Blue Star, where Black Roba people make up 90% of the state's population.

Despite its hot climate and abundant resources, it has long been on the periphery of the federal economic system.

The local urbanization level is not low, but the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

Large areas were jointly controlled by conglomerates, local armed forces, and tribal powers.

Even after the Federation nominally unified Blue Star, it did not completely solve the problems here.

The Rebel Alliance has been operating here for many years, due to the chaotic management and the confusion among various forces.

Even if tens of thousands of people die, the news may not be able to get out in time.

The seven twisted pillars were able to mature silently thanks to the vast population of Black Roba and the long-accumulated fear within the state.

Wei Shanhe said in a low voice, "The remnants of the Anti-True Society have begun to retreat to Heiroba State."

"According to intelligence, they are attempting to reclaim the seven Twisted Pillars."

Gu Changjin smiled.

"Then let's help them."

Wei Shanhe's eyes flickered slightly, while the generals beside him all revealed knowing smiles.

The Anti-True Society is too weak now, and with the disappearance of its leader, the management is in even greater disarray.

If things continue like this, let alone sacrificing the world.

It's hard to say whether he'll even survive this month.

But Gu Changjin was still waiting for them to bring down the source from the heavens.

Of course, we can't just watch Ni Zhenhui disappear like that.

"Old Wang."

"Your subordinate is here."

"From this day forward, you will be the new head of the Black Roba State of the Reverse Truth Society."

Gu Changjin looked at the twisted apostle kneeling in front of him.

"The military will provide you with an identity, a base of operations, and a batch of controllable twisted entities."

"Select some more from the True Spirits, replace their bodies with those of the Twisted Apostles, and have them join you."

"First, we need to reintegrate the remaining forces of the Rebel True Society."

Old Wang lowered his head.

"Understood."

"besides."

Gu Changjin pointed to the seven mature, twisted pillars on the map.

"Eighteen twisted pillars can only receive a response from one extraterrestrial source."

"One is not enough?"

"Since Helopa is so efficient, let's continue to invest here."

"Seven roots become fourteen roots".

"Fourteen sticks become twenty-eight sticks".

"Make as much fabric as you can."

Gu Changjin spoke casually.

It's as if they're not referring to the twisted pillar that sacrificed countless lives.

Instead, they were discussing where would be a suitable place to plant trees.

For the sake of the overall federal interests, Heliopasa has no choice but to endure some hardship for now.

Of course, people can evacuate in advance, and the Twisted Pillars can still be planted.

The Federal Military has complete population data and can easily create several "missing zones" and fill them with captured twisted beings and true spirit projections.

This approach provides room for the True Believers to grow without actually feeding a large number of federal citizens, achieving the best of both worlds.

Wei Shanhe asked, "If multiple sources of distortion respond simultaneously from beyond the heavens, are we capable of handling it?"

Gu Changjin remained silent for a moment.

This is indeed a problem.

The Twisted Primarch was sealed and weakened for many years before it was swallowed whole by itself.

The true source from outer space will only become stronger.

His physical body, now at the Ten Thousand Blood Realm, seems invincible.

If placed in the main world, it would be equivalent to a special level of deity transformation.

They are still far from being able to deal with strange beings approaching the Mahayana level, but... the Heart-Image Sect definitely left something behind.

"It seems the main characters can't let their guard down either," Gu Changjin thought to himself.

"Therefore, the Blood Refining Project cannot be stopped."

Gu Changjin looked at everyone.

"Continue to allocate federal resources to train the Blood Refining Army."

"The unofficial version is being developed simultaneously."

"The True Spirit's plan to control the Twisted Apostles has also expanded."

"Before the true arrival of the extraterrestrial source, I will turn the entire Blue Star into a furnace of life and energy."

As for himself, he naturally needs to continue to improve.

The origin of the world, the power of distortion, the ancient legacy left by the Heart-Image Sect.

As long as you eat enough, the Myriad Blood Realm is not the end.

Moreover, the main body of the main world has already touched upon the path to returning to the void.

Waiting for this wisp of trace of his/her Dao to return.

With the accumulation and integration of the two realms, their true strength will experience another surge.

Gu Changjin looked up at the twisted pillar that was constantly writhing on the screen.

Go!

"The Rebel Alliance is already rotten, so let's rebuild it from scratch."

Old Wang grinned, revealing his mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Your subordinate will certainly live up to your expectations."

Several high-ranking military officers followed him as he left the core base.

A group of demon kings disguised as twisted apostles are about to travel to Black Roba State to rebuild the Reverse True Society and help them complete the world sacrifice.

Gu Changjin stood with his hands behind his back, watching the alloy door slowly close.

Next, all we need to do is continue to build up our strength.

Waiting for those extraterrestrial beings to personally deliver themselves to our door.

"With a source of distortion, I can never have enough to eat."