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

"It seems your men aren't all that loyal."

"Without you, the Nijin Society will actually thrive even more."

A chilling laugh suddenly echoed in Xie Wuwang's mind.

Xie Wuwang's face darkened.

"Shut up."

"What? You're angry because I guessed right?"

The voice still carried an undisguised mockery.

"You have been running the Anti-True Society for over a hundred years, but now the one carrying the flag is a twisted apostle."

"Your men kneel before it and obey its commands."

"Even your seat has been taken by it."

"Xie Wuwang, you've really failed as the head of the association."

Xie Wuwang paused slightly, and the shadow under his cloak began to writhe, with gray lines creeping up his neck from his chest.

"You'd better understand one thing: the current situation is also unfavorable to you."

The voice in my mind paused for a moment.

Xie Wuwang continued, "The eighteen twisted pillars were originally only enough to draw in one of your sources."

"Now, they have prepared seventy-two."

"Once the ceremony is complete, you will not be the only one responding to Earth."

"After other sources of distortion arrive, how much of the world's origin do you think you'll get?"

"Or are you confident you can eat them?"

The voice gave a cold snort and finally fell silent.

A cold glint flashed in Xie Wuwang's eyes.

The Celestial Master of Shangyuan Prefecture was not wrong; the world sacrifice had already begun.

The first sacrifice was small in scale; the Reverse True Society used ten immature, twisted pillars to project coordinates into the sky.

The response they received was the twisted source that had now merged with him.

Strictly speaking, it is not a truly complete source.

When the Heart-Image Sect retreated to Blue Star, a world that had been polluted chased after them through the Heart-Image Channel.

The powerful figures of the Heart-Image Sect severed the connection in time, cutting off a portion of the source of pollution from that world and sealing it off outside the world.

For tens of thousands of years, this broken source has lingered near Earth, waiting for a chance to re-enter.

Its power is not particularly strong; when it truly descends, it is probably only equivalent to the peak of the Myriad Forms.

However, it does possess the source status, which can help cultivators of the Mind Realm break through the world's blockade.

Xie Wuwang originally did not want to completely merge with it; the two were merely cooperating. He borrowed the power of the source, while the source gradually eroded Blue Star through him.

But the Celestial Master of Xiayuan Palace suddenly turned against them.

Xie Wuwang nearly died in that battle.

In order to survive, he had no choice but to completely let go of his mind and body and merge with the source of the destruction.

It is precisely for this reason that Xie Wuwang has now also entered the realm of myriad phenomena.

However, the fact that all things remain the same does not mean immortality.

The blockade of Earth remains, and the world itself continues to suppress them.

To truly escape the decay of flesh and blood and achieve so-called ascension, one must distort the entire world.

Transform Earth into a distorted realm suitable for polluted life, or leave Earth altogether and venture into the unblocked outer space.

However, regardless of which path is chosen, the sacrifice must be completed.

So even though the Reverse True Society has become unfamiliar now.

Xie Wuwang also had to go see that Twisted King.

……

The headquarters of the Reverse Truth Society is located in the core area of ​​Heiroba State.

The black hall that once belonged to Xie Wuwang was now filled with people.

Old Wang sat at the highest point, his four arms casually draped over the sides of the seat, his vertical eye on his chest slowly rotating.

On either side below sat human cultivators from the Reverse True Society and twisted apostles controlled by the True Spirit.

Even before Xie Wuwang showed up, the atmosphere in the main hall was already somewhat subtle.

The former members of the Anti-True Society naturally hoped that Xie Wuwang would return.

After all, the other side had led the Rebel Alliance for many years and still held considerable prestige.

Moreover, he now appears to have entered the realm of myriad forms, making him even stronger than before.

But they were reluctant to let them hand over all the power again.

The Twisted King led them to cultivate seventy-two Twisted Pillars in a short period of time.

They also repelled the Federation General, and most importantly, the Twisted King was willing to expand the pie and no longer just consider promoting the leader.

It seems quite obvious who is more worthy of following.

An elder of the Rebel Alliance looked up.

"Lord Wang."

"Chairman Xie has entered headquarters."

"Should we prepare in advance...?"

He made a throat-slitting gesture.

Old Wang waved his four arms and grinned.

"Let him come. After all, he was the former leader of the Rebel Alliance. We should give him a chance to speak."

No sooner had he finished speaking than footsteps could be heard outside the main hall.

Xie Wuwang slowly walked in, his black cloak fluttering in the wind, and a cold, twisting power instantly filled the entire hall.

The ordinary twisted apostles along the way all lowered their heads, and some even trembled instinctively.

Suppression at the source is an instinct that lower-level distorted life forms cannot resist when facing higher-level beings.

Old Wang's vertical eye on his chest contracted slightly, and a sense of discomfort came from the depths of his true spirit.

"Interesting. This is no simple matter!"

Indeed, Xie Wuwang had developed some different qualities.

Old Wang did not get up and remained seated in the main seat.

Xie Wuwang looked up, his gaze instantly turning cold.

That's his spot!

For the past hundred years, he has been the one sitting at every Supreme Meeting of the Anti-True Society.

Those below should also look at him respectfully.

But now... a twisted apostle that appeared out of nowhere is sitting in his seat.

His men stood behind the other man, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at the monster.

A sentence inexplicably surfaced in Xie Wuwang's mind.

How did my Reverse True Society come to be transformed into its shape?

"Thank you, Chairman."

Old Wang spoke first.

"I have long admired your name."

Xie Wuwang stared at him coldly.

"Step down from my seat."

The atmosphere in the main hall froze instantly.

Old Wang chuckled dismissively and began to swing his four arms.

"Why don't you come and get it yourself?"

boom!

The shadow behind Xie Wuwang suddenly expanded.

A dark curtain composed of countless distorted faces instantly enveloped the hall.

The power of everything!

All the Reverse True Sect cultivators' expressions changed drastically.

Many people knelt down on the spot, and the Twisted Apostles bowed their heads in unison.

Old Wang's body also slumped slightly.

The suppression brought by the source position is more obvious than that of ordinary phenomena.

But the next moment, crimson blood energy erupted from his body, and all four arms simultaneously braced against the seat.

The vertical eye on its chest suddenly opened wide, and a hideous, twisted true form slowly materialized behind it.

Gray pollution and crimson blood energy rose simultaneously, forcefully resisting Xie Wuwang's Myriad Forms Domain.

The entire black hall shook violently, and cracks began to appear on the walls.

For the first time, surprise appeared in Xie Wuwang's eyes.

"The Blood Refinement Technique? Why would a Twisted Apostle possess the Federation's Blood Refinement Technique?"

Old Wang spreads out all four arms at the same time.

"Who says Twisted Apostles can't cultivate?"

The two forces clashed in the center of the hall.

On one side is the complete universe.

On one side is the distorted true form of the Nine Thousand Phases level, coupled with the restraint of Qi and Blood.

No one really benefited.

A moment later, Xie Wuwang was the first to withdraw his power.

He's injured now, so if they really fight, he might not be able to take down this strange apostle.

Moreover, all seventy-two twisted pillars are in the hands of the other party.

What do you want?

"Upgraded".

Old Wang's answer was very direct.

"Furthermore, may all those who are willing to follow me be blessed."

Xie Wuwang remained silent for a moment.

This goal does not conflict with his.

There will be no conflict, at least until the world sacrifice is completed.

Ultimately, both sides compromised.

Xie Wuwang continued to lead the human cultivators of the Reverse True Society.

Old Wang controls the Twisted Apostles, Twisted Bodies, and major strongholds in Black Roba State.

Both sides will jointly promote the Seventy-Two Pillars Plan.

As for who is the real leader?

Let's leave that aside for now; whoever has the bigger fist has the final say.

The meeting continued, and a huge map of the Cloud Top Grassland was unfolded in the center of the hall.

All seventy-two twist nodes have been labeled.

Old Wang raised his hand.

"The plan is currently 90% complete."

"The remaining twisted pillars will be fully matured within ten days."

Xie Wuwang looked at the center of the map.

That is the highest peak of the Cloud Top Grassland, and also the closest point on Earth to outer space, where the world's barrier is weakest.

"The seventh day of next month, midnight."

"Seventy-two pillars simultaneously take their positions, initiating a world sacrifice!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of all the Rebel True Sect cultivators in the main hall gradually turned fervent.

Old Wang's vertical eye on his chest rotated slightly.

The broken source within Xie Wuwang's body was also silently chuckling.

Both sides had their own agendas, yet they made the same decision at the same time.

Ten days later, at the Cloud Top Grassland.

Welcoming the arrival of the extraterrestrial source.