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

When the Three Swordsmen and Two Stars stormed into the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, things went very smoothly at first, at least that's what they thought.

The patrolling demons on the outskirts, whose cultivation was only at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stage, scattered and fled in all directions with strange cries when they saw the five sword lights falling, behaving exactly like the demon race.

Xie Wuchen, who was in charge, didn't even frown.

"The demon race is indeed a rabble."

"The mere sight of my Qiyun Sword strikes chills me to the bone, hahaha!!"

With a single stroke of his sword, he cleaved through the forest for dozens of feet.

Qingxuan walked on her sword, her wide sleeves fluttering, her eyes cold and aloof.

"A demon is a demon; no matter how many there are, they are still filth."

But soon they realized something was wrong.

Those little demons weren't running away; they were calling for help.

Before half an incense stick had burned, a strange wind arose deep in the mountains and forests.

One after another, Foundation Establishment demons emerged from the mountains, caves, ancient trees, and streams.

Densely packed, filled with demonic energy, hundreds of demons surrounded them, including many Golden Core demon generals.

These demons no longer fought individually as before, but instead wore rough demon armor, carried battle flags, and shouted something like "Ten thousand demons patrol the mountain, idlers retreat."

Then they actually dared to form a battle formation and charge forward.

Xie Wuchen's expression changed slightly.

"When did the demon race acquire such rules?"

A junior disciple snorted coldly.

"I only learned the basics of human military formations."

No sooner had he finished speaking than his protective aura trembled violently as he was struck by a Thunderfire Demon Spear thrown by a group of wolf demons.

The five had no choice but to use their talismans.

One after another, golden talismans that had sealed the full power of a Nascent Soul level attack exploded, instantly clearing the hundred-zhang-long demon array in front of them.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the demonic aura dissipated.

They fought their way through to the middle of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, but the situation became even more bizarre.

Demon kings at the Nascent Soul level began to appear.

A blue-faced bull demon, carrying a large axe, withstood Xie Wuchen's sword strike, nearly knocking him off his flying sword.

A crimson serpent demon attacked from underground. If Qingxuan hadn't had the Heavenly Secret Seal between her brows illuminate, she would have been entangled by the serpent's tail.

The more they fought, the more frightened the five became.

Is this still the same Wan Yao Mountain Range that was once a disorganized mess?

When did the demon race become able to organize to this extent?

But soon, that arrogance, instilled in him since childhood, forcefully took over.

They're a formidable trio of swordsmen and two stars!

They are the chosen ones of the Nine Provinces!

With the Qiyun Sect as his backing, wielding the divine sword born of heaven and earth, and his storage bag containing various talismans, treasures, and pills bestowed by his sect, he was ready to embark on a journey.

What are a few demon kings?

In the past, when I went down the mountain to gain experience, I had killed people before.

The destiny of these monstrous beings was to become the victims of their swords, stepping stones on the path to the ascension of their sects.

The five sword lights, fueled by an almost pathological confidence, finally tore through the thick fog surrounding the core basin.

But the moment the thick fog dissipated, they were all frozen on their flying swords.

What was before them was not the demon clan's lair they had imagined.

Instead, it was a vast ocean of demonic energy, with hundreds of Nascent Soul Demon Kings densely packed around the basin.

Deeper still, the oppressive aura of more than a dozen great demon kings resonated faintly.

The demon kings looked up at them with cold eyes, as if they were looking at five little insects that had flown into a pot.

"this……"

One of Qi Yun's disciples turned pale instantly.

"How is this possible?"

"How can the demon race have so many multi-infant demon kings?"

Xie Wuchen's throat was also a little dry.

Wasn't it said that the demon race in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains was a disorganized mess?

Wasn't it said that the great demon kings each ruled their own territories and fought each other?

Is this what you call a disorganized mess?

This is clearly a grand court assembly of the demon kingdom!

However, what happened next shattered their worldview even more.

A figure in black robes sat regally on the central throne, surrounded by countless demons.

The man had a dignified face, with a dark serpent mark between his brows, and his demonic aura was as deep as the sea.

But behind his head hung a nine-layered golden wheel of merit, even more dazzling than the blazing sun.

It shone with golden light, pure and flawless, magnificent and righteous.

There is absolutely no falsehood in it.

Qingxuan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Golden light of merit?"

"impossible!"

"How can demons possess golden light of merit?!"

The other female disciple turned pale.

"And it's ninefold..."

Good deeds cannot be faked.

That is the recognition of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

How could the demon race possibly gain the approval of heaven and earth?

Demons are evil, demons are chaos.

This is a principle that has been universally acknowledged and unchanged for thousands of years by the righteous sects, led by the Qiyun Sect.

This scene before their eyes almost completely shattered the understanding and beliefs they had built up from childhood.

However, the deathly silence lasted only a moment before Xie Wuchen suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"I see."

He pointed at Gu Changjin with disdain in his eyes, as if he had finally seen through a huge conspiracy.

"What a vicious monster!"

"No wonder peripheral counties such as Heishan County have suffered from a three-year drought."

"All of this is clearly the work of your demon race in the shadows!"

Qingxuan was taken aback, then her eyes turned cold and disgusted again.

"I see."

"You first used your sorcery to cut off the water veins, causing a severe drought and driving mortals to the brink of despair."

"They then feign sending rain and bestowing blessings, using this as a pretext to steal offerings from mortals and deceive heaven and earth into accumulating merit."

The female disciple also drew her sword and angrily rebuked him.

"To steal merit, they actually used the lives of millions of ordinary people as a pretext!"

"Such despicable methods are utterly outrageous!"

"Senior brothers and sisters, if we don't slay this fiend today, it will be an injustice to Heaven!"

Above the clouds.

The four immortals are hidden in the void.

Master Baoguang touched his belly and nodded in satisfaction.

"As expected of my disciple Qi Yun."

"With unwavering resolve, I am not swayed by the outward appearances of demons."

The red-haired immortal also said, "That's right. Although the golden light of merit is strange, a demon is a demon, and it can't fool the wise eyes of the righteous path in the end."

Only Master Xuanzhao closed his eyes.

A deep sadness and self-mockery flashed in his eyes.

he knows.

The Black Mountain County suffered a severe drought for three years, and a mini ice age suddenly appeared in the north, resulting in a complete crop failure throughout Kyushu. This was not caused by any evil spirits.

That was the Qi Yun Sect's Heaven-Stealing Array in operation.

Extract the earth's veins from the nine provinces and seize the world's fortune.

All of this was for the sake of the Ascension Plan.

The demon race saving people is a case of demons misleading the masses.

The Qi Yun Sect's killings are an act of righteousness on behalf of Heaven.

How ridiculous!

He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

On the throne in the basin, Gu Changjin finally raised his eyelids.

He looked at these so-called chosen ones of destiny of the Nine Provinces, but there was no anger in his eyes.

There was only a pity for them, like looking at ants, and they couldn't even be bothered to offer an explanation.

"Is this the chosen one of Kyushu's destiny?"

"Is the Qiyun Sect's ascension plan based on these useless people?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually raised his right hand and slapped it down in mid-air.

At this level of understanding, there's no room for empty, superficial battles.

Only the purest and most powerful physical strength of the Bashe serpent.

boom!

The female disciple who had just drawn her sword and was shouting, along with the male disciple next to her, couldn't even withstand the high-grade shield on their bodies for a moment.

The physical body, the flying sword, and the talisman exploded instantly.

Two plumes of blood mist hung in mid-air, splattering fragments of flesh and blood all over Qingxuan and Xie Wuchen's faces.

The two people stood frozen in place.

Just a moment ago he was full of righteous indignation.

It was gone in the next instant.

A deathly silence hung over the entire basin.

The Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape, who had just broken through to the Demon Immortal realm, carried an ironwood club, scratched his head full of golden fur, and stared at the two clouds of blood mist with a bewildered expression.

"Am I seeing things?"

"Is this some new blood escape technique invented by the human race?"

The centipede next to him twitched its lips, quickly tugged at its arm, and lowered its voice.

"Second brother, stop looking."

"That's because my older brother slapped me into a bloody mist."