Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

The impassioned speech failed to stir much emotion in the hearts of the immortals, as they had heard similar words countless times before.

Or perhaps, at their level, "chicken soup for the soul" has long lost its meaning.

Despite this, an elderly-looking immortal stepped forward and took over Xuan Yuan Wu Mu's words.

"Your Majesty's words are very reasonable. Only our own strength is true strength. We cannot always place our hopes on the pity of others. If we want to establish ourselves in the Heavenly Crafting Realm and gain the support of Emperor Luo Chuan, we must first demonstrate our value to them..."

"To paraphrase a quote I saw on the Tiangong Star Network, for us cultivators, our own cultivation level is the best calling card. We must grow stronger and show our brilliance to the people of the Tiangong world!"

……

The deepest part of the Nine Netherworld Abyss is the Demon Abyss Sea.

Towering waves roared across the dark ocean, and endless black clouds gathered and took shape above it.

Every drop of water is composed of yin energy, evil energy, demonic energy, and resentment; every wisp of wind is composed of the purest evil thoughts.

This is a true sea of ​​depravity, located at the very bottom of the Nine Netherworld Abyss, the final resting place of all evil thoughts in the world.

On this boundless ocean of sin, countless giant waves roll by every moment.

If any living being falls into it, it will be devoured by evil thoughts the moment it hits the seawater, becoming part of the abyss of evil.

Even if one reaches the realm of immortals and ascends to the status of a supreme immortal or a spiritual immortal, if one is accidentally swept away by a giant wave, one's immortal body will be shattered, one will be entangled by boundless resentment, and one will fall into the demonic path in an instant.

Over millions of years, apart from growing larger in scale, raising higher and higher waves, and becoming more and more purely malevolent, the Demon Abyss Sea has remained unchanged.

But today, crimson lotuses have appeared on the vast and boundless Demon Abyss Sea.

The red lotus was not large, only a little over ten feet in diameter, but it exuded an extremely terrifying aura. Raging karmic fire burned inside the red lotus, scorching everything around it.

The pitch-black seawater, capable of devouring everything, was transformed into wisps of black mist under the scorching heat of the red lotus, which then flowed into the grand hall located in the center of the Demon Abyss Sea.

Tens of thousands of red lotuses are distributed throughout the Demon Abyss Sea. Every moment, countless seawater is transformed into the purest demonic energy under the scorching heat of the red lotus karmic fire, surging towards the True Demon Palace from all directions.

One day, two days, three days...

One year, two years, three years...

The scorching heat of the Crimson Lotus lasted for a full thirty years, during which time the number of Crimson Lotuses in the Demon Abyss Sea increased from tens of thousands to millions, covering the entire Demon Abyss Sea.

The vast, immeasurable seawater transformed into the purest evil thoughts in the karmic fire, flowing into the center of the Demon Abyss Sea and into the enormous phantom rising above the True Demon Palace.

The phantom wore a fiery red robe, with crimson hair, beard, and eyebrows. In front of it stood a massive cauldron of pills.

The phantom of the red-haired old man was about ten thousand feet tall, while the phantom of the cauldron was a full thirty thousand feet tall, with vivid pictures painted on it.

If you look closely, you will find that most of the pictures on the alchemy cauldron tell human stories, and they depict one vivid little person after another.

With his young children and parents dead, his family wiped out, he embarks on a journey to survive all alone.

Young people studied with their teachers, waving feather fans in front of the alchemical furnace, enduring the scorching heat day and night, and the relationship between teachers and students was harmonious.

There is a middle-aged man who roams the world and has mastered unparalleled alchemy.

An old man travels far and wide, setting up a cauldron in the city, bringing great freedom and ease to the people of each city.

Thousands of red-clad followers prostrated themselves on the ground, bowing and worshipping the old man, only to eventually become one of the alchemical furnace.

One after another, tiny figures appeared, forming a path to heaven, which was none other than the path that Venerable Crimson Fire had taken.

Below each scroll, there are lines of blood-red text that bring tears to one's eyes.

"When I was a child, my parents died and my family was wiped out. When I was seven years old, I embarked on a journey to survive alone, living in fear and uncertainty."

Fortunately, my master valued me and wanted me to be the catalyst for refining a great elixir. In order to make the elixir, my master taught me cultivation, and thus I embarked on the path of martial arts.

Fortunately, I was blessed by Heaven. My innate talents and temperament are of the highest quality. After nine years of cultivation, I finally achieved the Innate Realm.

I was fortunate enough to find a way to deceive my master. In the following years, I endured humiliation and hardship, and finally found an opportunity to put my master into the elixir cauldron, transforming him into a great elixir, thus taking another step forward on the path of cultivation.

My master's wife, deeply saddened by my master's death, also sought me out in the middle of the night, hoping to find some comfort.

As a filial disciple, how could I abandon my teacher's wife?

However, my master's wife is still my master's wife. After thinking it over for half a year, I finally realized that my master's wife and master had a deep and loving relationship. So I restarted the alchemy cauldron and allowed my master's wife to meet with my master.

When the elixir was completed, I felt as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining through, my inner demons had vanished, and I had taken another step forward on my path of cultivation.

……

"As I've reached middle age and walked through the world, I've only seen chaos and turmoil. The wicked are in power, and the so-called heroes are nothing but bones in a grave. Ordinary people are drowning in a sea of ​​suffering, unable to find liberation."

Every time I see it, my heart aches terribly. I feel as if karmic fire is burning my body and mind, making it unbearable day and night, causing me immense suffering.

Day after day, year after year, in a small mountain village, I looked up at the heavens and earth and down at the mortal world, and finally understood.

The world is like a purgatory, and my family and my brothers and sisters are suffering in this purgatory.

I must shoulder the heavy responsibility of redeeming the world and rescuing my loved ones from purgatory.

May lovers be united in marriage, may parents be kind and children be filial, may teachers and students live in harmony, and may everyone have the opportunity to achieve great things.

"May all the heroes of the world assist me in comprehending the Great Dao, and together with all my family members suffering in purgatory, attain immortality!"

……

My family felt my pain and pitied my hardships, and they were all proud of me.

They knew how difficult my path would be, and that I was destined to encounter many dangers along the way. So they took themselves as my guide, paving the way for me, allowing me to glimpse the traces of immortals and gods, and embark on the path to immortality.

However, there are villains in the world who are arrogant and domineering, running rampant across the land and making the "purgatory" known as heaven and earth even more terrifying.

I was filled with indignation and wanted to seek justice for my family, so I charged at the villains.

The villains were fierce, and I suffered a crushing defeat.

My heart and actions are as clear as a mirror, and all my deeds are for justice. How can I give up so easily?

With the support of my family, I have been planning for a hundred years, intending to gather the strength of all my family members to fight against evildoers and restore a bright and clear world.

However, the villains were cunning and did not give me a chance to grow. Just when I was about to achieve my goal, they made a sudden move and slaughtered my family.

My family fought back fiercely, but they all perished at the hands of the villains.

Without the protection of my family, my life would also fall into the hands of evildoers.

If I don't avenge this, how can I face my family?

When I attain enlightenment, I will surely extract the souls and refine the spirits of the wicked, to inform the spirits of my family in heaven!

……

The blood-red characters grew even more vivid, and the boiling Demon Abyss Sea roared. Immeasurable Yin energy converged from all directions, merging into the phantom.

Several great demons swimming in the Demon Abyss Sea let out a miserable howl as they were swept away by the roaring waves and thrown into the alchemy cauldron.

The next instant, an invisible pressure swept across the entire Nine Nether Demon Abyss.

"I am Crimson Flame, and today I ascend to the Realm of True Demons!"