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

Outside the Ziwei Palace, a crisis is about to erupt.

Yan Qing felt a chill run down her spine as she watched her last life-saving talisman, the wooden bird teleportation screen, shatter.

Junior Uncle and the others can't get here right now.

"If you don't mind, hold on tight, I'll take you flying," Er Gou said.

Yan Qing looked down blankly. "Huh?"

In the next instant, Er Gou activated a summoning spell, carrying Yan Qing at the speed of a meteor to her location.

Yan Qing exclaimed in surprise, "My God, bro, you're amazing!!"

The dog's head flew swiftly, carrying a person with it. It didn't look like riding; rather, it was like a small dog pulling a large cart, dragging the person at breakneck speed. It was so fast that even Yan Qing, who had refined the Flying Blade Horn, couldn't use his immortal power at all.

At the edge of Guixu, Wei Zhi took the initiative and his Vajra Pestle swiftly descended upon Fusang.

Mo Lin followed closely behind, drawing his sword directly. As the longsword was unsheathed, eighty-one bolts of profound lightning swiftly descended, enveloping Fusang's entire body in the lightning sword energy.

A strange crimson sword aura, like a swimming dragon, silently approached Fusang under the cover of Xuan Lei, followed by a loud explosion.

The twin blades blazed fiercely, their combined energy of the Candle Dragon being exceptionally fiery, amplifying the destructive power of the thunder and fire.

Chu Guanmeng leaped into the air, unleashing a pale white flame that shot straight towards the man's dantian.

The long whip pierced the air, the copper bells jingled, and it joined the battlefield, carrying with it the strange mechanisms and explosives that Yuan Ye had carefully crafted.

Barefoot Xuan Ying took out a fan, made a hand seal, and the wind fueled the fire, making it blaze fiercely like a volcano.

Before the Ruins of Return, immortal power erupted simultaneously, flames soared into the sky, and thunder roared.

Lin Du raised his hand and quickly mobilized the rules of heaven and earth. The talismans he wrote rapidly formed an array and crashed into Fusang.

Cang Li lowered his head to pick up his zither, and the music rang out, a war melody that carried the power of attack, layer upon layer, like a raging storm, iron horses and golden spears, all combined and fused with the attacks of the crowd, striving to cause the greatest damage.

Kaiyang also raised his hand to form a seal, attempting to attack Fusang.

These attacks were shattered by his divine light before they even reached Fusang's body, and the rebounding divine power sent the attackers flying.

Fusang sneered, "A mere little immortal, overestimating yourself."

"Very well, from this day forward, the Immortal Realm will be divided into two places."

"Let me open up a new world, and let all the evil spirits of the world descend upon it once more."

As he spoke, he glanced at the sword energy that Kaiyang was unleashing and sneered, "You were personally taught by me, not to mention I am your source of power. You dare to dream of revenge?"

Kaiyang stared wide-eyed, gritting his teeth, "You old thief!! You're a beast in human form! No, you insult beasts! You shameless thing! I was truly blind to have admired you so much! Everyone in the Doubu tribe admired you so much! What did you take us for! As shields! As tools!"

Fusang looked at him, "No, you're wrong. If you obey, you'll still be my subordinates after I've succeeded."

Kaiyang sneered, "A subordinate of a demon?"

As they spoke, the attacks continued unabated, with flashes of brilliance appearing frequently, like a grand banquet, except that there was no laughter or joy, only one-sided, frenzied mockery.

boom!

People were repeatedly blasted away by the divine power. From beginning to end, apart from Lin Du's rune array, there were almost no attacks that broke through the divine light surrounding Fusang.

Like moths to a flame, they knew the enemy was a hundred or even a thousand times stronger than themselves, yet they still wanted to fight desperately, even if it was just to disrupt the enemy in the slightest and create a tiny opportunity for their comrades.

"So it's not Houtu's true soul that deserves to die!" Lin Du gritted her teeth, drawing talismans and forming arrays faster and faster, but the aura around her became thinner and thinner. She felt the vast divine power controlled by the other party and suddenly understood.

"It was you who prevented Houtu from coming up! You were afraid that the reincarnation of Houtu's true soul would discover the truth, discover that the fragments that had long been condensed had escaped, and discover that all her divine power had actually been condensed into a demonic seed, becoming an emperor who wields the power of the sun!"

"Sending Kaiyang down there was nothing more than a deliberate act to kill Houtu!"

Lin Du laughed loudly, a laugh that was both wicked and relieved. "You're afraid that Houtu's true soul will know that you, this fake, evil thought condensed from her corpse, carrying divine power entangled with the Three Poisons, devoured an Emperor. You mere imposter, trying to obliterate the true soul."

No wonder, no wonder they suppressed Lin Tuan's ascension, no wonder they forced her to her death, no wonder even an emperor could be devoured by the demonic seed, because this demonic seed is so powerful... It is the product of the divine power of Hou Tu, which is equal to or even higher than that of Fusang, after being assimilated by the Three Poisons.

He is a true...fallen god.

Her blood surged through her body, her heart pounded in the battle, her mind raced, her immortal power surged, her hands kept drawing talismans, and her attacks continued relentlessly.

Her wide sleeves fluttered, like clouds and smoke.

"No, this can't go on." Wei Zhi turned to look at the densely packed group of celestial officials. "I, Lou Wei Zhi, upholding the will of the previous Taiyin Star Lord, am willing to assume the position of Taiyi. Five battalions of soldiers, follow me, form the battle formation!!"

At first, no one made a move, until an imperial edict and military tally fell into Wei Zhi's hands.

A short while later, the clanging sound of thousands of soldiers' armor clashing could be heard.

After watching Mo Lin struggle forward with his sword once again, the Eternal Emperor silently channeled his Thunder Force power onto Mo Lin and Xia Tianwu.

Their power is the source of the Thunder Department's power.

Mo Lin felt an inexhaustible surge of lightning power, and his attacks seemed to possess divine light. After a moment of surprise, he quickly drew his sword, carrying immense lightning power, and slashed down at Fusang.

Xia Tianwu reacted quickly, took out the pill that had previously contained the divine runes formed by Lin Du, and unleashed a powerful sword aura, carrying fierce flames and enveloping the pill she had refined, causing it to burst into dazzling flames.

Their voices merged, one solemn, the other resolute: "Evil spirits! They must be slain!!!"

The spiritual fire activated the pills, unleashing their full medicinal power in the instant of the explosion. With the might of the divine talisman, it dissolved the heavy poisons contained within the divine light.

With immense power, a single sword strike was unleashed.

But amidst the thunder, there was a crisp cracking sound.

The protective divine light has been broken.

The group finally rallied, a smile appeared on their faces, and they regained their strength.

Yuan Ye was thrown back again, but unexpectedly bumped into a familiar person. "Yan Qing? Isn't that you...?"

Before Yan Qing could speak, he was swept away by the dog's head with lightning speed. He quickly let go, leaped up, and brandished his sword, his gaze resolute. "Don't forget, I'm a scholar who can slaughter dogs and forge iron with a sword!"

The dog's head was reset, and it charged forward instantly, with everyone following the dog's charge.

The battle formation of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals also unleashed a continuous stream of attacks. Their immortal power converged into a long rainbow, carrying an incomparably fierce momentum, led by the Vajra Pestle, and launched a continuous barrage of attacks towards Fusang.

Fusang was forced to devote most of its time to dealing with this relentless and powerful attack.

"I'll twist your head off today!!!" Er Gou transformed into a tall figure and charged forward.

Lin Du reacted quickly, "Feast! Candle Dragon Blade Technique!!! Darkening the Night!!! Wait for my runes! Three breaths!!"

Sheng Yan swiftly changed both sides of her sword technique, and Lin Du's runes simultaneously enhanced her sword energy.

The candle dragon is seen as day, and when it closes its eyes, it is night.

A single stroke of the sword brings down the sun.

Two dogs howled and pounced at the same time, using their instinctive supernatural power, the Heavenly Dog Devours the Sun.

In the blink of an eye, the dome turned from daylight to night, the sunlight disappeared, night fell, and the world changed color.

At this moment, the power of the sun was completely suppressed, and the three poisonous energies erupted, once again staining the dark sky with a suffocating, humid black aura.

Lin Du instantly raised his hand and rapidly formed hand seals, with golden divine runes constantly changing with the movement of his hand gestures.

Beneath the rolling, thick clouds, she alone was the only pure white figure in the world. The red rope burned hot, and the runes shone with gold, converging into the only golden divine halo in the entire realm.

Under the dark sky, the golden divine halo overshadowed the brilliance of ten suns, carrying an awe-inspiring and unassailable majesty, and gradually grew wildly.

"All heavens salute, all emperors bow in submission, demonic souls are annihilated, evil is eradicated, annihilation!"

As the final hand gesture was completed, the enormous golden halo swiftly flew out along with Lin Du's slender index finger.

That was undoubtedly a pressure comparable to that of a god; even the avatar of the Longevity Emperor in the distance felt the suppressive divine might in an instant.

That was the might and wrath of the gods, carrying a vast and awe-inspiring aura, the irresistible will of heaven and earth, pressing down on Fusang, which was entangled in the three poisons and had lost its divine light.

The divine halo pressed down on Fusang, who was taller than an ordinary person, causing him to stagger. He was forced to bend over, his muscles trembling and his bones creaking and grinding against each other, but he refused to bow down.

The surging demonic energy collided with the divine ring, producing a sickening, corrosive sound.

"Ling...Wei!"

He suddenly raised his face, gritting his teeth, "You really think you're the savior?!"

"Your painstakingly cultivated crystal heart is nothing but a vessel, merely a tool to purify the world. You think you're so great! Can you win? Even if you do, you'll die!!!"

"You killed me! Now it's your turn!"

Everyone paused in surprise and looked at Lin Du at the same time.

In that instant when the attack paused, Fusang burst into wild laughter. He reached out his hand towards the back of Guixu and summoned the true source of demonic energy to Lin Du's mansion.

At the same time, the demon from the shadows rushed forward, charging into the formation with its own body, and with a resolute sacrifice, it broke the seal that Lin Du had reinforced once again.

Another white-haired immortal stood before the source of the demonic energy, holding a long sword, repairing the formation while fending off the attacks of thousands of scattered immortals and demons.

Even with Yan Ye protecting the formation, the source of demonic energy finally saw the light of day again through the sacrifice of the reckless demonic seed.

In the darkness of night, a beam of blood-red light shot into the sky, filled with resentment and piercing screams. It was a scene of utter devastation, as the demonic seed descended and natural disaster struck once more.

Beneath the vast sky, before the Ruins of Return, lay the domain of the Three Poisons.

"You! You can't kill me!!" Fusang finally straightened up, his back hunched over by the divine halo that was wearing down his three poisons. Countless demonic energies rushed into his body, continuously replenishing his losses.

"Now, you choose: first, block the source of that demonic energy, or kill me first?"

"Unfortunately, you can't kill him now."

The strong wind blew Lin Du's bangs into disarray, and someone took advantage of the chaos to shoot a sharp arrow from the shadows, aiming straight for Lin Du's...heart.

Wei Zhi's vertical pupils flashed, and he leaped up, casually flicking out his dragon scales to block the continuous rain of arrows, one scale protecting his front and the other his back.

Yuan Ye immediately released his mechanical behemoth, which charged forward and smashed through the crowd, knocking away all the demonic creatures that were hiding in the shadows and trying to harm people. Then Yan Qing and Jin Xuan quickly followed up and killed these demonic creatures one by one.

While their strength is indeed inferior to many others, they can still crush each other at the same Immortal Lord level.

"You can sense the seven emotions of a person, right?" Fusang laughed, watching as his actions triggered the three poisons in many people's hearts, leaving them standing still, unable to move, like a nightmare, and continued to gently persuade them.

"Can you sense how many people resent you for suddenly starting this war? How many people are annoyed by your instigation of the purge of the Heavenly Palace?"

"Is it worth it for your fragile heart to grow for these people?"

"Lingwei, everyone is forcing you to sacrifice yourself, leading you down this predetermined path. Is it worth it?"

"I was wrong." Lin Du finally spoke, having recovered his immortal power. "It wasn't coercion, it was my choice."

"A person's destiny is not a track, not a predetermined route, but a wilderness I choose to lead to. The world is vast, and this is my choice: to establish a heart for the world and a destiny for the people!"

Wei Zhi finally sensed something, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and didn't say a word.

Amidst the sounds of battle, the immortal in blue robes raised his head and smiled faintly, "The seven emotions bind the heart, the crystal purifies the world."

She raised her hand and tore off the red string. The moment the relic fell, the red string transformed into thousands of threads, fluttering in the dark sky, extremely bright, like the pure hearts of everyone in the world.

Those long, slender yet incredibly powerful hands were now pressed against her left chest.

The moment the relic landed, the glass heart emerged from Lin Du's body.

The crowd, who had been blinded by the bloodlust of battle and the influence of the Three Poisons, suddenly regained their senses, and all fighting forces, including the demons, ceased in an instant.

Before the assembled celestial officials, Lin Du took out her glass heart.

Before this, no one had ever truly seen a glass heart.

That glass heart wasn't pretty at all, far less so than its name.

The glass was clear and pure, and the heart was indeed clear, but it was not a clarity that could be seen through at a glance. A ray of light would be refracted and blocked many times when it passed through. It was covered with healed cracks from the inside out, as if it had been broken and then glued back together by something.

If someone were to ask, Lin Du's answer would likely be nothing more than the human heart.

No human heart is ever smooth and perfect; they are all rebuilt through countless trials and tribulations, forged by time and hardship, into a truly refined heart that has experienced the vicissitudes of life.

Wei Zhi lowered his head, his mind rapidly forming hand seals. His wrists trembled violently, and his teeth were clenched tightly, yet he dared not pause or tremble in the slightest. He had learned many unorthodox techniques, and today, he was finally putting them to use. The Crimson Fate-Sharing Curse slowly took shape.

Lin Du cannot die, nor does she want to die.

From then on, no matter how much Lin Du didn't want to, he had to live a long and happy life with this true dragon, this true dragon that had no reincarnation but was almost immortal.

Xia Tian stared in disbelief at the scene before him, his usually steady hand trembling slightly.

While still in mid-air, Yuan Ye instinctively grabbed Ni Jinxuan and covered her mouth tightly, telling her not to shout, she shouldn't shout.

The decisions made by Junior Uncle should not be influenced by them.

Junior Uncle dotes on Jinxuan the most; if she were to call out, he would definitely hesitate for a moment.

Yan Ye, who was fighting not far away, seemed to sense something and looked in the direction of Lin Du with his divine sense.

Still caught up in the excitement of using the Thunder Department's essence, Mo Lin's blood suddenly turned cold. Yan Qing froze on the spot, then stiffly lowered his head, looking at the knife in his hand.

Chu Guanmeng was struck dumb, "Lin Du!!! You liar!!!"

Its scream was choked with sobs, "You're all liars!!!"

Lin Du's figure did not sway at all. The thousands of fluttering red threads quickly bound the glass heart. Then, with the glass heart as the center, they quickly formed a net that enveloped the source of demonic energy.

This is the true purpose of the Heart-Binding Rope.

The Dao Ancestor once said that any treasure blessed by the source will far exceed what the creator seeks.

Therefore, the Heart-Binding Rope was created not to distinguish, but to... eliminate all the three poisons.

With the blessing of the crystal heart, the crimson rope, like a ten-thousand-foot-long red cloud, extinguished the evil blood light and suppressed it into the dawn's light.

The white-haired cultivator in blue robes still had bloodstains on his chest. The blood had seeped out from inside and gradually soaked through the entire fabric. Even though his robes were not meant to get wet, the bloodstains could not be easily wiped away. However, the wound was already healing rapidly under the influence of immortal power and the Life-Sharing Curse.

In Lin Du's consciousness, the place that was originally just an ordinary equal contract has been transformed into a crimson fate seal.

Wei Zhi, separated by the crowd, lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, the mission is not complete. I can't guarantee you won't die, so my life is your life from now on."

"True dragons have long lives and strong bodies, so rest assured they will never be a burden to you."

Lin Du smiled and shook his head, "No, thank you."

The Heavenly Emperor's voice resounded throughout the heavens the next moment: "Yuanjun Lingwei, selflessly and without regard for her own life, inherits the Dao of Dongzhen. The Dao of Immortals values ​​life and saves countless people. Now she has established a heart for Heaven and Earth. The sincerity of her will has moved Heaven. Heaven hereby bestows upon her the title of Emperor."

The Heavenly Emperor, who rules over all the heavens and governs all saints, has the power to make his words lawful; once these words are spoken, they become reality.

A divine light descended, enveloping Lin Du entirely. The immortal energy within her dantian surged and rapidly transformed into divine power, which permeated her entire body.

Finally, the transformation was complete, and the Emperor's majesty was bestowed upon this body.

Fusang is still under the restriction of the golden divine ring, and will no longer receive replenishment of demonic energy. Its own demonic energy is also being constantly consumed by the divine ring.

Lin Du looked at Fusang, "Now, it's your turn!"

Fusang roared, unleashing the power of the sun once more, "Even without the power of the Three Poisons! You still can't kill me!"

"Who said that?" Lin Du summoned the Floating Life Fan again. "Knowing someone's life story means you can kill them."

Another use of the Floating Life Illusion is not only to judge merits and demerits and bestow blessings and punishments, but also to create a killing and soul-destroying formation.

The Floating Life Fan suddenly unfolded, its surface shimmering with golden light. Divine power poured in, and wind and snow surged forth in an instant.

The illusion array forcibly pulled Fusang into it.

"If you want to incite the evil in everyone's heart, then taste what it's like to be devoured by your own fear."

Just like when Lin Du first used the Floating Life Fan, frost and snow gradually formed, ignoring the scorching power of the sun, slowly freezing people into ice sculptures.

Then, everyone heard a piercing scream.

The voice was filled with utter despair and fear, a chilling mix of coldness and hopelessness that made everyone feel as if they were witnessing a natural disaster.

The screams continued incessantly, as if they were trying to bleed out the last drop of blood they had ever shed.

Endless fear, carrying the evil thoughts and anxieties of tens of millions of believers, in the blink of an eye, the body inside the ice sculpture seemed to have experienced flooding, fire, lightning strikes, broken bones, beheading, poisoning... Boundless death and fear, greed, anger, and delusion made people cry and laugh, like madmen.

Lin Du listened coldly, without sorrow or joy, without fear or anger, already displaying the demeanor of a god.

The Heavenly Emperor's voice rang out again, this time bestowing a title upon the person who first stood beside Lin Du.

Wei Zhi, Mo Lin, Xia Tianwu, Ni Jinxuan, Yuan Ye, Yan Qing, Cang Li, Yan Ye, Wushang Sect and all the participants they found, including Chu Guanmeng.

Everyone advanced to the next level simultaneously.

Then the sky brightened, and countless golden rays descended from the highest heavens onto different realms of the immortals.

Amidst numerous golden rays, the demonic energy completely subsided and dissipated, while the frozen Fusang emitted a clear cracking sound from its ice-bound layer, signifying that Taiyin's last will had finally been fulfilled.

Heaven and earth finally understood and were pleased with each other; all people finally had the will and were determined to establish their own goals.

The divine lord, his robes stained with blood, finally saw the clear blue sky once more.

Ni Jinxuan finally rushed over, her eyes blurry with tears, "Junior Uncle!"

The members of the Supreme Sect also came to their senses and surrounded her, including Yan Ye, looking at her with a wait-and-see attitude.

Lin Du looked up at the sky, then down at the ground, and decided to make a point: "Oh, this is great! No one will say I'm biased anymore."

Yan Ye sneered, but before he could even reach out, Chu Guanmeng jumped up and gave Lin Du a soft cushion on the cheek, without extending her claws.