Why are all of us who transmigrated at the same time demons?

A bunch of nonsensical names were written on a pristine A4 sheet of paper—Ye Wushi, Xiao Huohuo, Lin Dong, Chu Luoli, Ji Beiming… What kind of weirdos are these? Zhang Zhiwei suddenly had a bad feeling. Was the company here to cause trouble?

Zhang Zhiwei was no fool. Having lived through the tumultuous Republic of China era and weathered countless storms, the wisdom he had accumulated over such a long period of time made him immediately understand the company's intentions.

He felt a pang of regret; it seemed he was still viewing the company with outdated perspectives, unaware that the situation had changed.

Now that things have come to this, all that can be done is to salvage the situation. Zhang Zhiwei did not comment on the list, but instead personally called Zhao Fangxu to express his welcome to the company on behalf of the Celestial Master's Mansion.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the list and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Zhang Lingyu is in such a terrible state now; drastic measures are necessary. The group the company sent definitely has their own unique skills; why not let Zhang Lingyu face this storm head-on? If one can't be brought to his senses, surely a group of them can?

It's decided, it's you, Zhang Lingyu!

A day later, a bombshell announcement ignited the community of people with supernatural abilities.

The venerable Celestial Master, once considered the pinnacle of supernatural beings, announced the convening of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, open to all supernatural beings under the age of 30, for a public selection of a Celestial Master. This was unprecedented news—a Celestial Master, after all! The head of the Dragon and Tiger lineage, leading the Zhengyi sect, the Celestial Masters of each generation had always held sway over the world of supernatural beings. Initially, the Celestial Master position in the Celestial Master's Mansion was passed down from father to son, only later adopting the tradition of using the surname Zhang. Which Celestial Master hadn't received meticulous training from the Celestial Master's Mansion from a young age?

Such an important position is open to selection from the entire world of supernatural beings?

The first reaction everyone had upon hearing this was—is the old master mentally sound? Is he suffering from dementia?

Lu Jin, the patriarch of one of the four great families of the supernatural beings, one of the Ten Elders, and known as "Flawless in His Life," also joined in. In addition, he was rewarded with one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, "Tongtian Lu," which further ignited the enthusiasm of the supernatural beings.

Now the old master has suddenly gone mad again, raising the age threshold from 30 to 60.

Now, not only others, but even the old master's disciples began to wonder if their master was suffering from dementia.

In no time, Zhang Zhiwei's phone was bombarded with calls from all sides, especially from the major Zhengyi factions.

"Zhang Zhiwei, you bastard! Do you even know what the position of Celestial Master represents? It's the title of the leader of the entire Zhengyi sect, and you're just playing around with it like this? You, Zhang Zhiwei, have completely disgraced the reputation of the Celestial Master's Mansion throughout the ages."

Zhang Zhiwei listened to the aged yet remarkably powerful angry curse on the phone, feeling helpless. The person on the other end was an old Taoist priest with even more seniority than himself, a veritable centenarian of the Zhengyi sect, but he didn't belong to their Celestial Master's Mansion, but rather to the Jingming sect passed down by Celestial Master Sa.

Master Sa once studied at the Celestial Master's Mansion and almost became the Celestial Master himself. Therefore, the Jingming Sect, which reveres Master Sa as its patriarch, has always maintained close ties with the Celestial Master's Mansion. Zhang Zhiwei also had to address the other party as "Uncle-Master," and since his Uncle-Master was cursing, he had no choice but to listen.

After much persuasion, Zhang Zhiwei finally managed to convince his senior apprentice to stop.

He wiped his forehead, and even with his current cultivation level, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It was a small matter for Zhang Zhiwei to be scolded, but if he said the wrong thing or didn't choose his tone well and angered this centenarian senior uncle to death, that would be a big problem.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Na Du Tong stepped forward to share some of the pressure for Zhang Zhiwei. Na Du Tong publicly supported the Celestial Master's actions, stating that since the Celestial Master was so noble and selfless, disregarding personal gain for the overall development of the supernatural world, Na Du Tong could not be careless either.

Na Du Tong has also increased its stakes in this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, firstly with a cash prize of three million, then with two top-grade magic treasures: a Seven Seas Flood Dragon Armor for protection and a Golden Moon Wheel for combat. Na Du Tong will also send representatives to participate in this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, and people from all walks of life are welcome to sign up and participate in the competition.

The fate of Na Du Tong brought the atmosphere to a climax. Putting aside the cash reward, which might be coveted by ordinary players at the bottom, what truly attracted the extraordinary individuals were the two top-grade magic treasures.

Magical artifacts! The scarcity of weapon refiners and the limited output they produce dictate that magical artifacts and treasures are rare items for extraordinary individuals. Each magical artifact is worthy of being passed down as a family heirloom, making them incredibly attractive to them.

Furthermore, NaDuTong also released a video showcasing these two magical artifacts, each of which can be considered a top-tier magical artifact.

In particular, the Seven Seas Dragon Armor is a magical artifact that fits the body perfectly. Not only does it have amazing defensive capabilities, but once activated, it can also unleash seven dragons formed from Qi, making it a weapon that combines killing and protection.

Most importantly, this Seven Seas Dragon Armor can pass through security checks.

This made countless extraordinary individuals exclaim, "What a treasure!" Heaven knows how many sword immortals and saber masters were forced to fight empty-handed because of security checks.

Damn it! Let's do it!

The title of Celestial Master, the Heavenly Scroll, three million, and top-grade magic treasures—every word was stimulating the nerves of the supernatural beings. Even the leaders of those supernatural sects were secretly thinking about it, after all, the Celestial Master's Mansion had set the age limit at 60, and it should be noted that many of the core members and even the leaders of the sects were in the 40-60 age range.

Should we go all out and take this gamble? It could elevate the entire sect to a whole new level.

Moreover, with the Celestial Master's Mansion and the All-Knowing Bureau as guarantors, who would dare to embezzle the reward?

Action speaks louder than words, and in no time, countless people across the land of the East began preparing to register.

The Luo Tian Grand Ritual is in full swing!

Chapter 154 Under One Person: The Shattered Dao Heart

"That day, I just couldn't stand my mother's nagging anymore, so I rushed out. Who knew, it would turn out like this..."

Looking at the golden fist that was only 0.1 centimeters away from his cheek, Jia Zhengliang suddenly had a thought.

Jia Zhengliang, a man from Jiajia Village, ran away from home in a fit of anger because he couldn't stand his family's pressure to get him and the village chief's daughter married. He went to Longhu Mountain to participate in the so-called Luotian Grand Ceremony.

With his astonishing skill in wielding twelve immortal-slaying flying knives, Jia Zhengliang believed he could hold his own against the older generation, and even though Longhu Mountain raised the age limit for participation to 60, he was confident he could achieve a good result.

"My name is Ye Wushi. May I ask your name?"

Of the four in the first round, besides Jia Zhengliang, there was only one other young man; the other two were veterans. Therefore, Jia Zhengliang had a pretty good impression of this tall, seemingly refined man of the same age—at least before the fight began.

Jia Zhengliang believed that his own style of wielding magical swords was already exceptional among the group of extraordinary individuals whose style was closer to that of martial arts. The so-called extraordinary individuals competition was nothing more than a punch or a kick, a sword or a dagger, at most someone would set up a strange formation or release a palm lightning bolt.

However, none of Jia Zhengliang's imagined scenarios included someone wielding the so-called Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, instantly knocking down the three people on the field and destroying Jia Zhengliang's twelve Immortal-Slaying Flying Knives along with them.

From the very beginning, a vast and ever-revolving martial intent filled the entire arena.

Under the immense force of the fist, no one could remain calm. After a period of panic and astonishment, many martial arts masters knelt down and kowtowed to the true god of martial arts. Having practiced martial arts for so many years, this was the first time they had seen someone cultivate their fist intent to this extent.

"Accepted!"

Ye Wushi, a young man with long black hair and a bronze complexion, clasped his hands in a fist salute and then gracefully stepped off the stage. Behind him followed a group of boxers who bowed with each step. They were not worshipping a person, but rather worshipping this seemingly divine martial art.

"I really made the right choice coming here!" Ding Shian muttered to himself, hidden in the audience, his eyes gleaming. He had never imagined that martial arts could be practiced to this extent. It seemed he still had a long way to go before achieving true invincibility!

Suddenly, a deep aura drew Ding Shian's attention. He looked up and his eyes met those of a middle-aged, burly man a dozen meters to his right. Ding Shian's eyes narrowed; it was Na Ruhu, one of the Ten Elders, a man once known as one of the "Two Heroes." Of course, after today, the title of "Two Heroes" was no longer worthy of the name.

Ru Hu also noticed Ding Shian's presence, but he paid him no attention. He was only staring at Ye Wushi, who was leaving the scene. He knew that Ye Wushi was participating as a member of the company's delegation. Did the company really have such a terrifying expert hidden away?

The company's high-profile release of previously hidden experts suggests that the higher-ups are determined to implement reforms! Fortunately, Xigu Pavilion has always been in the antique business, so its only concerns are self-preservation and business. It doesn't get involved much in the petty squabbles of the supernatural world.

Actually, Ru Hu misunderstood the company.

Since the "Cataclysm of Demonic Chaos," despite the emergence of countless skilled individuals, the company has shown absolutely no trust in those recruited into the Heavenly Demon Network. Therefore, even if someone secretly joins the Heavenly Demon Network and gains an advancement, it will never be exposed to the company.

Therefore, these experts, including Ye Wushi, were actually just a split thought of Luo Lanyang Shen.

To control one's destiny is an easy thing for Loran now.

The reason why Loran was willing to create these avatars to participate in the competition was not only because he found Zhao Fangxu's "killing the mind" plan very interesting, but also... well, okay, he just thought it was fun.

Currently, Loran's main body is in the Kunlun Mountains, where he is using supreme source techniques to create a Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain that can absorb the essence of the universe into one place. This is a grand project that is no less than a national treasure. The Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain is related to Loran's future main magic weapon, the Kunlun Immortal Cauldron, so his main body can only stay there to monitor the evolution of the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain at all times and cannot leave.

But staying there for too long got boring, so they sent out avatars to find some amusement. Zhao Fangxu's wicked plan happened to be exactly what Luo wanted. A group of aliases participated in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, while an even more interesting group of aliases approached a group of people secretly plotting against them.

"How did you do that?" Little Fire God Hong Bin stared in disbelief at the black-haired man in front of him who swallowed his Golden Crow Blazing Flame and refined it into Qi.

"The son of the Crimson Emperor, received by Bing and Ding, the three energies of the Heavenly True Fire Virtue." The black-haired man recited a passage from a scripture. Hong Bin was very familiar with this passage; it came from the *Lingbao Bifa*, which could be considered one of the origins of their Fire Virtue Sect's fire-based cultivation methods. He simply didn't understand why the other party would say this at this moment.

"You're dull-witted, kid." The black-haired man shook his head. He picked up a burst of golden crow flames that Hong Bin had shot out and twisted it between his fingers as if he were holding a rope. This extremely delicate fire control technique shocked Hong Bin.

"Okay."

The man channeled his inner fire energy, gradually merging with the bursting flames of the golden crow, displaying a series of actions that were completely incomprehensible to outsiders. However, Hong Bin understood. Their Fire Virtue Sect had absorbed a great deal of local Sichuan Fire God School traditional Chinese medicine theory, and had considerable research on the ways of fire and medicine.

It was precisely because he understood it that he found it incredible!

This person is actually using his Golden Crow Blazing Flame as a medicine! He has fully absorbed the medicinal properties of the Golden Crow Blazing Flame into his own body, using his mind and true intention to drive this "fire virtue" medicine to nourish, refine, and sublimate the upper, middle, and lower primordial qi, thereby returning to the innate true qi.

"Incredible! What kind of miraculous method is this? And who are you?" Hong Bin had finally realized that he had encountered a super powerhouse in the field of fire who was comparable to or even surpassed his own Fire Virtue Sect's founder.

"My name is Xiao Huohuo. Of course, if we don't consider copyright issues, you can call me Xiao Yan. As for this fire technique?" The man who called himself Xiao Huohuo smiled, "To strengthen oneself by absorbing fire, how about calling it 'Burning Technique'?"

Meanwhile, on another field, the leader of the Kunlun Sword Immortal Sect stared wide-eyed at the white-clad figure before him, whose sword light traversed the heavens and earth with lightning speed. In his eyes, the sword of the person before him was a perfect fusion of swordsmanship, sword intent, and sword momentum, pushed to its ultimate limit.

As soon as the sword was drawn, the leader of the Kunlun Sword Immortal Sect seemed to see a terrifying scene: immortals weeping blood, a great calamity descending, and the sun, moon, and stars falling. For a moment, he was so surprised that he accidentally tore off his white beard but felt no pain at all.

Originally, he was only interested in the three million prize money and the Golden Moon Wheel at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony. The former was because the Sword Immortal Sect was really dirt poor. A few years ago, he was swindled out of a lot of money by his online lover. The entire sect was performing sword dances in the theater every day. The Kunlun Sword Immortal Sect was about to become a theater troupe.

The latter is even more heartbreaking. With security checks being so widespread these days, how many disciples of the Kunlun Sword Immortal Sect leave home carrying only a wooden stick, a wooden sword, or even empty-handed? Their youngest apprentice, Fu Rong, is so impoverished that she can only use a kitchen knife to perform swordsmanship. How painful that must be!

Without their swords, sword immortals' combat power plummets. As for the nonsense about "no sword is better than having a sword," the Kunlun Sword Immortal Sect leader scoffed, "If a sword immortal doesn't use a sword, can they still be called a sword immortal? If they use a stick every day or don't use any weapons at all, how can they not be called a stick immortal or a fist immortal?"

The leader of the Kunlun Sword Immortal Sect didn't know what kind of material the Golden Moon Wheel was made of, yet it could transform into a sword and a wheel while still passing through security. He was really going all out so that the Kunlun Sword Immortals would have a good sword when they went out.

Heaven has been incredibly kind of me; I never imagined that just coming to Longhu Mountain for a competition would lead to witnessing such unparalleled swordsmanship! "If I hear the Dao in the morning, I can die content in the evening!"

"May I ask your esteemed name, immortal?" The sect leader of the Kunlun Sword Immortal Sect tremblingly performed a Daoist salute.

The white-robed swordsman, who had sheathed his sword, had a cold and aloof expression, exuding the air of a true, aloof swordsman.

"Call me Ji Beiming."

Chapter 155 Under One Person: Awaiting the Grand Sacrifice

The Luo Tian Grand Ceremony at Longhu Mountain is in full swing, and a group of people from the world of supernatural beings are constantly having their worldviews shattered. Only now do they truly realize that times have changed.

Poor Zhang Lingyu, under the special care of his master Zhang Zhiwei, was repeatedly assigned to be in the same group as Luo Lan's avatar. After a fierce storm, he no longer cared about Yin lightning or Yang lightning. As long as it could help him avenge his humiliation, he didn't care about Yin lightning or Yang lightning, as long as it worked.

Zhang Lingyu, covered in mud, got up from the ground. It was raining, and the once ethereal Zhang Lingyu now looked like a filthy beggar, breaking the hearts of countless female fans.

Tian Jinzhong looked at Zhang Zhiwei with some concern: "Senior brother, isn't doing this too damaging to the spirit jade?"

For some reason, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly felt like saying "Fuck your head!", but this impulse was fleeting, coming and going in a strange way. How could a Taoist priest who cultivated his character and morality swear at his beloved junior brother?

On the field, Lin Dong, who was pressing Zhang Lingyu into the mud and rubbing him, dimmed his eyes. It seemed that the effect he had exerted was still a bit small. He had thought he would see the contemporary celestial master recreate the famous scene in public. Now, Zhang Zhiwei could no longer feel the invading demon released by Loran.

"Jade that is not carved cannot become a vessel." Zhang Zhiwei's expression was cold. He didn't want to treat his little apprentice like this either. But hadn't he tried gentler methods? He'd tried everything, but nothing worked. Without some drastic measures, this kid probably wouldn't wake up.

Zhang Lingyu scrambled to his feet from the mud again, the heavy rain washing over his body, turning the mud into clumps of puddles. What beautiful jade? Now Zhang Lingyu was nothing but a lump of mud!

"It happened again! It happened again!"

This was the third time Zhang Lingyu had been publicly and mercilessly humiliated, pinned to the ground. The extreme shame pierced his heart; his eyes were bloodshot, his nails dug into his flesh. For a moment, he didn't even want to think about Xia He; all he wanted was to win, to get his revenge.

Although it didn't conform to the Taoist precepts of purifying the mind and reducing desires, and avoiding competitiveness, Zhang Lingyu didn't care about that anymore! "Esteemed patriarchs, please allow your disciple to be unrestrained this once!"

"Yin Wu Lei · Northern Border Cangtan"

Zhang Lingyu began to unleash black lightning, resembling dark kidney essence, without reservation, transforming it into a deep blue pool.

"Well done, Lingyu is finally starting to face herself!" Tian Jinzhong laughed heartily, and Zhang Zhiwei also smiled.

"I understand, I understand, I understand, my domineering will." Zhang Lingyu threw out his fist. This punch was an unparalleled convergence of essence, energy and spirit. The Yin Thunder in the entire pool moved with this punch, turning the originally Yin and soft Yin Thunder into an aura like a tsunami and the collapse of the sky.

"The Yin Thunder Rotates - Ten Thousand Horses!"

Lin Dong also pressed down with one finger, and the terrifying power of the Heavenly Gang Finger made the strange man who practiced the Vajra Finger and Heavenly Gang Step tremble.

"Great Wilderness Imprisoning Heaven Finger, shatters the heavens with a single finger!"

This single finger strike shattered Zhang Lingyu's seemingly inevitable punch.

"You're not even close yet!"

Zhang Lingyu fell into the muddy water. OUT!

Therefore, the reason most people feel conflicted is often because they still have too many choices. However, when these conflicted people are cornered and faced with a desperate situation, they suddenly become decisive and ruthless. Just like Zhang Lingyu's previous struggle with Yin Thunder and Yang Thunder, in the end, he hadn't actually experienced any major setbacks or failures.

Zhang Lingyu's conditions were simply too superior. He was not only a disciple of Zhang Zhiwei, the supreme celestial master of the supernatural world, but also backed by the prestigious Longhu Mountain sect with a thousand-year history. He possessed a rich heritage and had no need to worry about his future.

That's why he has the leisure to fuss over those so-called "glories and sins," which no one actually cares about.

But now, the situation has changed. Several formidable rivals, seemingly his own age, have emerged, and in direct confrontations, they have ruthlessly shattered his dignity, pride, and composure in public.

This was undoubtedly a huge blow to Zhang Lingyu, who had never experienced such adversity and humiliation before.

If Zhang Lingyu is still fixated on the so-called "Yin Thunder and Yang Thunder," with this terrifying obsession, Luo Lan can only say, "Brother, what's the point of learning the Dao? Come with me into the Demonic Path! This vast world is more suitable for someone with such deep-seated obsessions as you."

Of course, humiliation must be done in moderation. Although Loran was quite curious to see what Zhang Lingyu would be like after the ultimate humiliation, unfortunately, the Oga Heavenly Dao of the gay world was really hard to find.

"However, I feel like I accidentally ingested something terrible when I used the Yin Demon Invasion technique on Zhang Lingyu today!" Lin Dong scratched his head. "Never mind, I feel like what follows will be very interesting!"

"I hope he's alright!" Tianmo prayed for Zhang Lingyu.

While the Luotian Grand Ritual was underway, the revamped Putian Grand Ritual was also progressing steadily.

The thirty-four treasures, escorted by the military, were transported to their destination by a special train and placed on the five-colored altar that had been prepared long ago.

Now we just wait for the chosen time to arrive, for the chief priest to take his place, and then the ceremony can begin.

Meanwhile, Loran, located in the Kunlun Mountains, is making final adjustments to the Ninety-Nine Dragons Mountain. This place, which has seized the creation of heaven and earth, is constantly absorbing the essence of the universe. In the Immortal Pool at the very center, which is like a womb, a huge immortal cauldron embryo, radiating an ancient and unchanging green light, lies at the bottom of the pool like an infant.

The artifact has already taken initial shape. Loran poured all his energy and spirit into it day and night, and it has long since transformed into an unprecedented treasure.

What this artifact lacks now is a god, a deity who can assist Loran in mastering the Immortal Cauldron and accompany Loran in infinite evolution.

However, to bring forth a deity worthy of the Celestial Cauldron, the Nine Provinces Barrier must be relied upon.

This grand barrier uses thirty-four national treasures as its core, connecting the entire world. It extends not only to the real dimension but also to the inner dimension. In addition to the spatial dimension, it also connects five thousand years of civilization through sacrificial rites.

Only a long history and a long civilization could give birth to the god of the Immortal Cauldron. In other words, Loran would have to take a share of the sacrifices. This grand sacrificial ceremony was not only for the thirty-four treasures, but also for his Immortal Cauldron. This was the reward that Loran had set long ago, and no one could renege on their promise.