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

In the instant that Lin Du and Hou Cang were distracted, the countless tiny vortexes twisted and magnified in a flash, and the spiritual energy of the azure figure was instantly drawn away, spreading around and being absorbed into the tiny vortexes.

In an instant, the vortex transformed into scarlet eyes. The blood moon hung in the sky, and the surrounding area was a scarlet vortex, constantly twisting and turning, absorbing Lin Du's own spiritual energy.

Hou Cang suddenly turned his head, "Lin Du!!"

No wonder the fallen god chose this place in the first place.

It came for Lin Du, this half-spirit, from the very beginning.

If it weren't for the far north, Lin Du wouldn't have used the power of a half-spirit so recklessly.

Array masters are naturally gifted with a high level of comprehension of the power of rules, and Lin Du, having acquired a half-spirit body, has mastered the rules and inheritance of the Snow Spirit. In the place where the Snow Spirit was born, Lin Du will naturally draw upon the power of the rules there in order to survive.

The Fallen God can use Lin Du as an intermediary to absorb more power of the rules until all the power of the rules of the far north and the Snow Spirit is absorbed.

Compared to the illusion that vanished when Lin Tuan offered sacrifices to the Heavenly Dao, Lin Du is now being completely and utterly disintegrated and vanished.

Hou Cang hurriedly raised his hand to form a seal, trying to add a spiritual energy shield to Lin Du to prevent her spiritual energy from being absorbed and then dissipating.

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual energy shield was shattered.

Hou Cang's pupils contracted, his mind went almost blank, and he subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to pull Lin Du away.

The powerful force of the rules trapped them, preventing them from escaping. Hou Cang watched helplessly as Lin Du was constantly being consumed, and for the first time, he deeply regretted his lack of understanding of the rules of this world.

He had always thought there were plenty of people in this world who could take responsibility. He owed the world nothing. He killed demons because his master would praise him, and he worked hard to become the best in his cultivation for his master's delighted gaze. But only at this moment did he vaguely understand what true responsibility was.

It's not about the agreed-upon morality and rules of society, nor is it about the behavior expected by relatives and elders. It's about instinctively standing at the forefront when you're at the center of an event, unable to think, and forgetting the instructions and demands of the world and the most important people in your life.

If he had a choice, he would rather bear all the pain himself.

He never imagined that he would one day feel so powerless.

Lin Du remained calm, staring directly at the man in black, and said softly, "Why Lin Tuan?"

If it's about seeing what she fears most, her obsession shouldn't just be about Lin Tuan.

It's definitely not just Lin Tuan.

The Fallen God looked at Lin Du. This man was indeed very clever. After realizing that he was absorbing spiritual energy, he stopped resisting and made no moves. He stood there quietly, not wanting Lin Du to benefit at all.

Unfortunately, he was too clever for his own good.

Even on the verge of death, they still tried to extract information.

He did not answer, nor did he have any intention of arguing with Lin Du. Instead, he raised his hand and attacked Hou Cang.

Since Lin Du refuses to be an intermediary, then we'll force her to take action.

Hou Cang raised his sword, struggling to move forward, trying his best to cope, but not a single sword aura could cause any real damage to his opponent. In the past, all living beings were equal under his sword, but today he was pulled up by the rules of the game and could not lift his sword, let alone land it in the correct position he had aimed for.

Seeing that the creature didn't answer, Lin Du didn't expect it to say anything serious. "Whatever, just don't try to provoke me or hint at anything to him."

She even sat down on the spot, in a field of ice and snow, too lazy to even lift her robes, tilting her head to watch Hou Cang and the Fallen God fight.

His attitude was so natural that even Hou Cang doubted that the person whose spiritual energy was being absorbed was Lin Du.

He was initially furious, but was repeatedly knocked to the ground. His blood froze his palms and sword hilt, and the internal and external wounds stained his white clothes with an inappropriate and abrupt color.

The usually aloof and ruthless immortal was now like a grasshopper being repeatedly crushed, constantly rising in the darkness, swinging his sword, only to be repeatedly crushed and tormented by the rules.

"Hey, senior brother, are you even up to the task? This is it? The Formless Realm? The Supreme Dao of Forgetfulness? A newborn child, an unawakened demon beast, would they even care about those rules they haven't learned yet?"

Lin Du held a handful of pills and cracked them open like sunflower seeds, one after another, and immediately cracked open a second one as soon as it was used up.

Hou Cang suddenly realized something, and the suppressed energy in his heart suddenly dissipated. He staggered to his feet again and picked up his longsword.

The blue-robed cultivator was surrounded by countless blood-red eyes, yet she lazily lowered her head. Her gray pupils were reflected on the ice surface, and one could vaguely see the ripples and reflections beneath the ice. She casually tapped the ice, her knuckles striking the surface with almost no sound.

The young man's white robes were already tattered and stained with blood, and as he raised his hand, the golden divine seal on his forehead shone brightly.

The reason he was bound and crushed by the power of the rules was that he trapped himself in his own consciousness, unable to think and respond with an objective mindset. The instincts he had accumulated through day and night practice and battles were rendered useless.

Hou Cang couldn't help but think that perhaps Lin Du was more suited to the state of detachment from worldly desires than he was.

The highest form of enlightenment is detachment from worldly desires, which is the way of Heaven. It is impartial towards all things and also impartial towards oneself.

Even in such a life-or-death situation, Lin Du could abandon his instinct for survival, sit quietly on the ground, and refuse to use the power of the rules to take a gamble.

Weighing the pros and cons, they gave up the struggle, preferring to have some of their spiritual energy absorbed rather than give the other side more combat power.

So Lin Du wasn't so distrustful of him after all.

At least for now, Lin Du will place his hopes for breaking the deadlock on him.

Hou Cang focused his mind, engaging in repeated confrontations. His longsword met the opponent's attacks, and he repeatedly checked the difference in accuracy, abandoning his instinctive feelings and only using the results as feedback for analysis. He deviated from the target time and time again, and the rainbow-like sword energy left traces on the dim background.

Finally, after repeated trials and errors, the sword energy realized the limit of the opponent's ability to manipulate space and met the dense demonic energy attack.

Lin Du slowly narrowed his eyes, watching the two figures locked in combat, taking drugs while lost in thought.

Han Yueling, hiding inside, communicated with Lin Du using her divine sense, "Are you even capable?! If not, I'll take your place!!"

"I've been locked on, you know. When one of its fragments was a tree, it liked to do this kind of forced sale." Lin Du watched the demonic energy attack unleashed by the fallen god while estimating the opponent's physical strength and condition.

"Besides, are you going to come out and feed it now?" Lin Du said, when suddenly he heard the howls of wolves and elephants in the distance, and the shadows of fish began to move beneath the ice.

Lin Du had almost finished calculating in his divine sense. "Senior brother! Give me the time to deliver a sword strike that completely overwhelms the opponent's power."

Although Hou Cang didn't understand what Lin Du was going to do, it didn't stop him from doing it.

At this moment, his mastery of spatial rules was becoming more and more proficient, and without the constraints of the power of rules, he believed that he could still manage to deliver such a stunning sword strike.

That is to say, it's useless after one sword strike.

But Lin Du had already spoken.

Hou Cang raised his hand, and spiritual power surged rapidly onto the spirit sword. He forced out a drop of his essence blood, and his left hand quickly formed a hand seal: "Ten thousand heavens salute, the seven luminaries shine brightly, demonic souls are annihilated, evil energy is purged!"

The longsword and the magic seal were used simultaneously. At this moment, the white-robed cultivator's sleeves fluttered in the wind. The golden magic seal was the mark his master had engraved in his heart, while the longsword represented the killing intent he had craved most in his childhood.

His innate desire since childhood and the marks sculpted by his master merged into one at this moment. Restraint and sharpness acted simultaneously, the golden seal and the white rainbow complementing each other. In an instant, the two sides that had always been contradictory and irreconcilable finally joined hands and moved forward together.

The golden seal sank deep into the body of the fallen god, and in an instant, the demonic energy was suppressed, followed closely by sword energy.

A sword swept past the golden light, descending from above with overwhelming momentum. It was equally indifferent and ruthless, and contained the power of rules, but its attack was more just and clear than that of the Fallen God, striking the Fallen God's face.

The moment Cang made his move, the carefree blue-robed cultivator who had been slumped on the ground suddenly flipped over and knelt down. His folding fan plunged into the ice, and his spiritual power surged out wildly, reaching the ground before being absorbed by the blood-red eyes.

Originally hidden beneath the ice and behind the mountains, on the vast, snow-covered ground, an array pattern slowly took shape from where Lin Du was located.

At those crucial junctures, countless white-furred dumplings of varying sizes, having confirmed the arrival of spiritual light, silently withdrew, following the instructions of their deities, and headed to the safe havens designed for them.

Lin Du encountered a bear with an unusually bright color at the border of Zhongbei. Because it was too white and too big, it was too conspicuous and was being attacked by several monsters.

After smelling the spiritual energy on Lin Du, the bear demon scrambled over and kowtowed repeatedly, almost tearing Lin Du's robe to shreds.

It was around that time that Lin Du learned that the demons had silently occupied the far north and seemed to be planning something.

Lin Du, along with Mo Lin and Xia Tianwu, immediately set off and arrived in the far north in time, where they also encountered the Fallen God.

The moment Lin Du saw the Fallen God's attack, he knew it was a fight to the death.

Setting up a large formation takes time, and Lin Du also needs to engage in direct combat to observe which formation to choose.

During the battle, Lin Du finally deduced the true strength of the Fallen God from Hou Cang's being thoroughly beaten to the ground.

The fallen god's demonic body is not as powerful as Qianyu was before. Sure enough, a short period of devouring cannot completely make up for the strength lost earlier.

The reason they were able to easily crush them was due to their mastery of the power of the rules.

Lin Du is not a god, and her mastery of the rules is far inferior to that of the other party. Even if she refined the spirits born from this place, it would not be enough.

Now that my spiritual essence has been absorbed, the only way out is... to learn from the ancient gods who refuse to return to heaven.

Yan Ye's voice came from within his consciousness, sounding surprised, "Lin Du? What are you doing???"

Within Lin Du's consciousness, rivers surged.

Through Lin Du's eyes, he could see clearly the formation that Lin Du had set up.

Refining mountains and rivers.

A formation that surpasses all current Heavenly Grade formations; even the ancient gods could only create one incomplete and incapable closed loop formation.

That was a fragment of a scroll he had taken from the ancient god's tomb, a broken array diagram he casually gave to Lin Du.

It was also an unfinished array diagram left behind by the ancient god before he passed away.

Using one's own body, one refines the power of mountains and rivers to maintain one's physical form and resist the formation that transforms into the rules of heaven.

Even the ancient gods couldn't complete it, so how could Lin Du possibly fill in the gaps in this formation?

Moreover, even if she were to complete the array diagram with all her knowledge, Lin Du's body would absolutely not be able to withstand such power.

The blood moon was shattered in an instant, marking the third time today that the world in the far north had changed color, with rivers and seas surging.

At first, the fallen god did not notice anything, only feeling that Lin Du was putting up a stubborn resistance, but in the next instant, heaven and earth were imprisoned, becoming a cage and a furnace.

His mask, which had been cleaved open by Hou Cangsheng, was now trembling slightly.

"Do you know?" Lin Du smiled slightly, his voice calm and utterly composed, like a thousand-year-old iceberg. No one knew that a terrifying madness lay hidden beneath.

"I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."