The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

Before the group even entered, someone rushed out, shouting, "Who are you...?"

Before I could even speak, I was met with an icy expression.

The people of Fusifang knew all about this famous figure in the cultivation world; they were very familiar with his icy face and his spiritual sword.

They silently took a step back.

Are they really going to die in Fusifang? When did they offend this god of death?

You can't appeal to their emotions or reason with them.

Although they already knew that the people who went to intercept Lin Du were dead, the speed at which they found them was too fast.

Hou Cang said coldly, "If you don't resist, you can still live."

If it were anyone else, they might have a chance to fight back, but with this person, they'd better surrender as soon as possible.

This is just food delivery.

Lin Du released his divine sense and discovered that this place was a huge underground palace.

Yuan Ye couldn't help but exclaim, "This is far more luxurious than my ancestors' tombs."

The candles along the way are all made with mermaid oil, and they will burn for a thousand years.

Not to mention the cost of the decorations and structures along the way.

How much money did Fusifang actually make?

"Finding the items is the priority." Lin Du headed straight for one of the places where his divine sense was blocked.

"There isn't a trace of demonic energy, and the spiritual energy is so abundant." Xia Tianwu was somewhat surprised.

Although Lin Du had set up an isolation array in the area they were studying, the spiritual energy was also weakened and was not as pure.

"Demonic energy? What demonic energy?" an elder asked boldly.

Lin Du glanced at her. "You didn't know?"

The elder shook his head. "I don't know."

Lin Du narrowed his eyes. "Interesting."

"You didn't know that? Well, if you become useless in the future, your fate will be something you can't even imagine."

The elder of Fusifang was taken aback. "What...what do you mean by this?"

Lin Du smiled slightly. "Do you know how Hu Feiwei died?"

The elder was puzzled. "He betrayed Fusifang and was executed."

She was familiar with the punishments in Fusifang.

"He has been turned into a demon." Lin Du's voice was calm, but it sounded like a thunderclap to the elders.

"Your Fusifang turned it into a demon," Lin Du added.

The elder was struck dumb, and subconsciously replied, "Impossible, Third Brother, you've been to that person's grave, tell me."

She looked at the Third Hall Master, but found that his eyes were somewhat evasive.

The elder's heart skipped a beat, and he made up his mind. "You are... Lin Du?"

"It's me." Lin Du stepped forward calmly. "The Supreme Sect has come to thoroughly investigate the case of the artificial demon. Those who are unaware of the matter will not be killed."

"Those who have rendered meritorious service may be released."

These two short sentences made many people in Fusifang reconsider their actions.

"But everyone in Fusifang has a divine imprint on them, and they cannot betray us." The elder gritted his teeth. "Those who betray us will have their souls and bodies destroyed, becoming walking corpses."

Lin Du frowned; the divine sense imprint was indeed annoying.

She stopped talking and continued walking. The elder gritted his teeth and said, "There is a stone gate to the south, which is protected by the Heavenly Dao. No one except the head of the hall can enter. If you dare to trespass on this secret place, our Fusifang will definitely be your enemy."

Lin Du turned and glanced at her, nodding slightly. "Thank you."

Even if you can't betray someone, there are always loopholes, aren't there?

The group walked straight over. Lin Du glanced at the restriction and said, "Senior brother, break it!"

"Don't worry." Hou Cang raised his hand, drew his sword, and broke through the restriction here with a single strike.

Mo Lin kicked the stone gate, causing it to collapse with a crash. Xia Tianwu followed closely, but was startled by the overwhelming spiritual energy and retreated, turning back to look at Lin Du, "Junior Uncle?"

Lin Du looked at the enormous tree, its branches twisted and intertwined, deeply embedded in the ground, its branches covered with the laws of heaven, where life and death coexisted, and thunder and fire reflected each other.

It is almost identical to the one in the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm.

The six people who had once entered the Heavenly Dao Secret Realm froze on the spot.

"The Tree of Origin?"

Lin Du's gaze slowly moved downwards, and he saw the remaining traces of the array that had been destroyed by the "short circuit," as well as the three poisons hidden inside the roots, and the red rope on his wrist was burning hot.

"So...that's how it is," she said softly.

It wasn't the people of Fusifang who chose Fuyun Mountain; it was the fragments of the pseudo-Heavenly Dao that chose Fuyun Mountain and then Fusifang.

Why was Wen Fu able to find the fragments of the Heavenly Dao? Why was his base in Fusifang? And why did he speak so arduously that day?

It's not a struggle against the memories of the Lord of Lance City, but a struggle against... the restrictions of Heaven.

The secrets of heaven must not be revealed.

Yan Ye couldn't say, and neither could Wen Fu.

Even if it wasn't the Heavenly Dao of this world, Wen Fu still had to resist the backlash of the power of the rules and reveal the truth to her.

Lin Du looked at the tree in front of him.

"So it was you."

She laughed. "You really are something else, a cunning rabbit with three burrows, the true source of all evil, the one who started the slicing."

"So you started planning this all along."

She said this to a tree, which the younger ones were used to, but Hou Cang thought it was strange.

"What are you doing? Are you alright? Is there something wrong with this tree?"

Could there be some kind of illusion or poison here?

Lin Du pointed to the tree, "Senior brother, can you recognize the power of rules?"

Hou Cang nodded, "I recognize him."

"Doesn't it seem strange, Senior Brother? The rules of Heaven sustain the entire world; they have no physical form, no incarnation, they exist everywhere, yet they are nowhere to be grasped. How could they materialize?"

A look of bewilderment appeared on Hou Cang's cold face. "Huh?"

Lin Du: ...Never mind.

She smiled and said, "It's alright now."

Encouraged, Yan Qing asked, "Junior Uncle, so what is that Azure Cloud Ranking?"

"Yes, the Azure Cloud Ranking is not formed by the Heavenly Dao of this world. That Dragon Absorption Water Formation introduces the rules of the Heavenly Dao into the stone tablet and displays the list of geniuses. If it were formed by the Heavenly Dao of this world, why would it need a human-made formation?"

In this realm, everything is at its disposal, so there's no need for such effort.

No wonder Qi Zhen wanted to advance in the "Heavenly Dao" secret realm and enter the Azure Cloud Ranking that day.

Because it was originally created by our own people.

Lin Du had always thought that his opponent was at least a person, but it turned out that he really wasn't.

It is a fragment of the Heavenly Dao from the outside world.

Although he didn't know where this thing came from, Lin Du was certain that the Heavenly Dao fragments that Yun Moluo had back then, the Heavenly Dao fragments that Qi Zhen had now found in the Three Poison Seals, and the Heavenly Dao fragments that Wen Fu had unearthed, should all be the same piece that was once under Fuyun Mountain.

"Practice makes perfect, kids, get moving!"

Lin Du's eyes burned with fighting spirit as he faced this seemingly insignificant thing, which was actually the real mastermind behind it all.

"Han Yueling, this time we'll have an extra meal!"

The six people quickly ran around the tree. Lin Du didn't even need to say anything; he just threw materials to one person, and that person would understand and put them in the right place. It seemed like they were running around randomly, but in fact, it was very orderly.

Hou Cang couldn't understand, so he silently stood guard at the door with his sword, killing any assassins who came up with a single strike, acting as a gatekeeper.

The Yin-Yang Nine Revolutions Grand Array, this time, is twice as high in scale as the last one.

The Heavenly Tree trembled incessantly, its leaves rustling as it tried to attack, but the group nimbly dodged them, aided by Hou Cang and several other cultivators from Jun Ding Prefecture.

A moment later, the five of them jumped out of the formation in unison, and Lin Du stood in the formation and activated the formation.

"You dare?!" A thunderous roar erupted from the Tree of Origin. "How dare you?! Without me, you...!"

But everyone turned a deaf ear.

In an instant, the array patterns transformed and took shape, and the power of the rules split and dispersed.

Lin Du stood there, raising her hand to form a hand seal. Golden characters flowed and floated on the red rope of her wrist, and the hand seals that were constantly forming emitted golden characters, which slowly connected around her to form a golden divine halo.

"The heavens are free from filth, the earth from dust, the ten directions are purified, all spirits tremble and submit, and perish."

This time, the golden rings strung together by the incantation looked much more solid and robust than before. Directly from top to bottom, like heavenly thunder, the continuous stream of golden characters pressed into the Tree of Origin.

A loud bang was heard, black smoke billowed, and thick fog was enveloped by golden light, making a piercing crackling sound.

"Without me! Your Dongming Realm would have been finished long ago!!!"

The Tree of Origin let out a final scream, was enveloped in golden light, and collapsed with a crash, its interior dark and hollow, like a pitiful tree that had long been eaten away by borers.

Lin Du calmly watched the tree perish, then smiled and said, "No rush, there's more."

"Extra meals! Everyone needs extra meals!" Han Yueling cheered.