Chapter 8 - Chapter 65-75

Chapter 65: Begging Your Pardon, But You Probably Won't Live to See the Sect Master Return 

The Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect had considered everything very thoroughly. He had taken all the Mahayana stage cultivators present with him. This meant that the strongest on the demon side became Moyan, who was at the Great Perfection of the Body Integration stage, along with ten thousand demon cultivators of varying cultivation levels, from Core Formation to Nascent Soul. 

On the other hand, for the Three Thousand Dao Sect, there was Lu Sheng at the peak of the Body Integration stage. The number of elders at the Great Perfection of the Body Integration stage exceeded ten. The situation reversed instantly. The Three Thousand Dao Sect once again held the advantage, and a significant one at that. 

The offensive and defensive positions had swapped again! 

Now, the one in a panic was Moyan. 

"Damn it!" 

"This is big trouble now." Moyan's expression was grim. One second he was wondering what position would make Lu Sheng more likely to get pregnant, and the next second, he was already thinking about what epitaph to carve on his tombstone... 

Run? He probably couldn't run away. Moyan could feel at least four or five divine senses locking onto his position, precisely to prevent him from escaping. 

"Kill them all!" Lu Sheng's eyes were icy, especially when she looked at Moyan, as if she was looking at a corpse. 

Instantly, everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect was invigorated, their spiritual energy surging like a tide, pressing down on the demon army. 

Seeing this, Moyan only panicked for a moment before his eyes turned fierce: "Demons never fear death. Kill one and break even; kill two and it's a huge profit!" 

Ten thousand demon soldiers roared and attacked. The demon race was inherently warlike, and the lower their cultivation, the simpler their brain structure; they only knew one word: charge. 

But Moyan was different. He knew how to use his brain. In such a chaotic battle, his mind was still thinking about how to escape. 

Ten thousand strong melee! Countless bloody rains rose and fell. 

Moyan had no intention of fighting, and his cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Body Integration stage couldn't even exert five percent of its power. Although the other demon cultivators' cultivation wasn't bad, the Three Thousand Dao Sect had the advantage in numbers. When the two sides fought, the demon race was suppressed, and the ten thousand demon soldiers were rapidly losing members. 

Watching the number of demon cultivators around him dwindle, Moyan grew increasingly anxious. 

Damn it! That Lu Sheng was still staring at him. If only he had known, he would have let someone else be first in line. Now, she held a grudge against him. 

Just then, Lu Sheng finally moved. She wanted to kill Moyan with her own hands to avenge the humiliation she had just suffered. 

"Die!" 

The extreme cold arrived. 

Instantly, the terrifying chill froze hundreds of demon cultivators' bodies. 

Bang... 

Bang... 

Explosions like fireworks shattered these ice-sculpted figures into tiny ice shards, not a single drop of blood spilled. 

"Great Demonic Scripture!" Moyan roared. His entire body's demonic energy circulated to its limit. Behind him, a hundred-meter-tall phantom vaguely appeared, but the phantom was extremely blurry, only its general outline visible, its face completely indistinguishable. 

The terrifying cold arrived in an instant. 

In a flash, an ice sea appeared before Moyan. When the cold tried to spread further, the phantom behind him strode forward, standing in front of Moyan. 

Whoosh~ 

A cold wind blew. 

A hundred-meter-tall ice sculpture appeared before them. Immediately after, the ice sculpture shattered. An ice sword pierced through the phantom's body, countless demonic energies let out tragic wails, and Moyan spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura extremely weak. 

"The hand you used to grab my hair, I will chop off that hand!" Lu Sheng's eyes were cold. She was determined to dismember Moyan with her own hands and then send his body parts back to the demon race, just to vent her anger. 

"Chop off both hands then." Lu Sheng sneered. 

Hearing this, Moyan also knew he couldn't escape. Even without Lu Sheng, there was a large group of Great Perfection Body Integration stage elders watching behind him. Without the Princess, today was a sure death situation for him. 

Thinking of this, Moyan sneered mockingly. 

"Though I die today, your fate won't be much better in the future. The Demon Emperor will flatten your human race, and you will be ravaged day and night by countless demon cultivators. It's a great regret that I won't be able to experience that wonderful feeling." 

Moyan felt a sense of sorrow. On the surface, he was the Demon Emperor's second son. But in reality, he had no life-saving measures at all. Although Moke was useless, because of his pure demonic bloodline, Moke had many life-saving measures. If Moyan were replaced by Moke at this moment, Moke might still have hope of survival. 

"The more you say, the more painful your death will be." Lu Sheng's mind flashed with ten thousand ways to torture him, wishing she could use every single one. 

Moyan planned to self-detonate! Just like Lu Sheng had earlier. In such a short time, Lu Sheng couldn't prevent Moyan from self-detonating, after all, the difference in their cultivation was only one minor realm. 

Seeing this, the remaining demon cultivators also became fearless. 

"For the demon race!" 

... 

A series of angry shouts. 

Following that, one thunderous explosion after another echoed through heaven and earth. Countless demonic energies began to scatter; once the feast of self-detonation began, it couldn't be stopped. If it were the disciples of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, at the brink of the sect's life and death, they would definitely not dare to self-detonate and die for the sect. This was the disparity! 

Moyan no longer hesitated. He was going to die anyway. If the power of his self-detonation could coincidentally take out a human cultivator, then he would profit. 

Seeing this, Lu Sheng's pupils contracted slightly, and she quickly retreated. She had thought that the demon cultivators would fear death and beg for mercy, even weeping and kneeling before her, but she hadn't expected them to be so fearless, completely like single-celled organisms. 

"Trying to run?" 

"I'll drag you down with me even in death!" Moyan grinned ferociously, not retreating but advancing, charging towards Lu Sheng. 

For a moment, Lu Sheng was at a loss. By the time she reacted and barely managed to conjure a spiritual energy protective shield, Moyan was already less than five meters away from her. 

Boom! 

Crack! 

The spiritual energy shield shattered instantly. The terrifying demonic energy erupted with power far exceeding that of the Body Integration stage, directly blasting Lu Sheng away and causing her considerable injury. 

By the time the demonic energy dissipated, Moyan had vanished, and the ten thousand-strong demon army had also completely disappeared in a series of self-detonations, leaving only a pervasive scent of blood and residual demonic energy. 

The demons were all dead. Ten thousand demon cultivators were completely annihilated. 

However, the Three Thousand Dao Sect didn't fare well either. They had previously lost ten thousand disciples to assassinations, and in the recent chaotic battle, many more were killed or injured due to the demons' self-detonation. Overall, the demon race still won. 

In her ears, many Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples were wailing miserably. Some had lost their hands in the explosions, others their lower limbs. Even if they could regenerate their limbs, it would require a vast amount of elixirs. 

Ye Feng, being a shrewd individual, was nowhere to be seen when the fighting started, but once it ended, he was by Lu Sheng's side, shedding sympathetic tears and asking about her well-being. 

"How will we explain this when the Sect Master returns!" 

"Damn demons! We cultivators will never coexist with them!" The other elders' expressions were grim. 

Lu Sheng coughed once, and with Ye Feng's support, she stood up, a hint of hatred flashing in her eyes: "This matter is greatly related to Lu Hange. When the Sect Master returns, we must report it truthfully. Fortunately, the Sect Master came out of seclusion today, resolving the crisis; otherwise, we would all be sinners of the sect." 

Her eyes met with a scene of desolation and decay. The once prosperous Three Thousand Dao Sect had, unexpectedly, fallen to such a tragic state. 

Just then, a white-haired figure walked from afar, treading on the blood-soaked ground, holding an ordinary long sword in his hand. 

"Begging your pardon," 

"But you probably won't live to see the Sect Master return." 

Chapter 66: This Pain, Not for a Moment Forgotten! Now I Return It All to You

Killing is strenuous work. That's why Lu Hange didn't rush to act earlier. Letting the demon army deplete the strength of the Three Thousand Dao Sect saved Lu Hange a lot of effort for his later moves.

"Lu Hange!" 

"Weren't you in the Sword Prison?" 

"Bold criminal! How dare you escape from the Sword Prison privately? By the rules, you should die!" 

"Where is Lin Xing?" 

"Lu Hange secretly escaped from the Sword Prison. Where did Lin Xing, the Hall Master of the Prison Hall, go? Just now, when the demon army attacked, Lin Xing wasn't present. When the Sect Master returns, this matter must be reported!" 

The elders' words were a cacophony. They didn't regard Lu Hange as anything significant. Lu Sheng's eyes were cold. After observing Lu Hange for a few breaths, she sneered, "A Rank Eight Alchemist truly is impressive. You actually found a way to recover your cultivation".

In her heart, she no longer considered Lu Hange her disciple.

At her words, everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect looked at Lu Hange. Indeed! The aura of the Nascent Soul stage was very clear.

Among the crowd, Ye Feng's mind was shaken. Lu Hange had recovered his cultivation, so did that mean the position of Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect still belonged to Lu Hange? 

However, Ye Feng quickly dismissed this thought. No matter Lu Hange's cultivation level, he could not become the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. Look at the expressions of these people from the Three Thousand Dao Sect; every single one was filled with malice and hostility. Someone who had incurred such widespread wrath could not sit on the Holy Son's throne.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng not only didn't feel better, but grew even more jealous of Lu Hange. Lu Hange's luck was too good. Even shattering his own Nascent Soul allowed him to find a way to recover. Who exactly was the Son of Heaven's Dao? 

Ye Feng stared intently at Lu Hange.

Just then, Lu Hange noticed Ye Feng's gaze, turned, and met his eyes, revealing a gentle smile: "Junior brother, come here for a moment".

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng subconsciously shook his head and retreated. He had developed a trauma. Seeing this, Lu Hange smiled even more happily.

Lu Sheng saw this scene, and the anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed: "Our master-disciple relationship is over. Today, I, on behalf of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, will subdue you and give an explanation to the elders and disciples".

Lu Sheng was still injured. But she still charged towards Lu Hange. She was confident. As a peak Body Integration stage cultivator, even with injuries, subduing a Nascent Soul stage Lu Hange was merely a flip of her hand.

Lu Hange raised the Ancient Desolation Sword and softly said, "Kill everyone below the Body Integration stage".

After he spoke, the Ancient Desolation Sword let out a sword cry. Zheng~ A flash of white light. The Ancient Desolation Sword in Lu Hange's hand disappeared. Terrified screams erupted from the rear of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. Heads soared into the sky one after another. No one saw what happened, only feeling a chill at their neck, then their vision flew upwards, blurred, and then plunged into darkness.

In the previous life, the sword spirit hadn't awakened. Lu Hange had used the Ancient Desolation Sword his entire life, only finding it convenient. But in this life, Lu Hange had communicated with the sword spirit, and the sword spirit could now act independently of Lu Hange's control, killing on its own.

Lu Sheng's charging body stiffened. She looked back at the rear of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, her pupils shrinking to pinpricks. A weapon with a spirit was at least a Saint-grade weapon. Lu Hange had only been to the Sword Prison and actually gained a Saint-grade or higher weapon! 

"Stop that sword!" Lu Sheng shouted.

The elders finally reacted and charged towards the Ancient Desolation Sword. Countless spiritual energies surged, attempting to intercept the Ancient Desolation Sword, but they underestimated the sword spirit of the Ancient Desolation Sword, which already possessed intelligence no less than a human's.

Ye Feng swallowed his saliva. Damn it! Why did Lu Hange feel even more formidable after recovering his cultivation…? No! It was that sword that was formidable! 

Ye Feng quickly shouted, "Master, that sword is controlled by Lu Hange. As long as Lu Hange is killed, that sword will belong to the Three Thousand Dao Sect!" 

Hearing this, Lu Sheng looked back at Lu Hange.

"I truly should have let the demons kill you back then".

"I really regret bringing you back to the Three Thousand Dao Sect!" 

Lu Sheng gritted her teeth and raised the ice sword in her hand. A terrifying chill froze the space around Lu Hange, but Lu Hange showed no sign of moving, merely gazing calmly at Lu Sheng. In an instant, the ice sword fell from the sky.

"You are not worthy of using a sword". Lu Hange spoke softly.

Dong! A heartbeat. The ice sword seemed to stiffen in mid-air. No matter how Lu Sheng urged her spiritual energy to chop down, it remained completely motionless.

This heartbeat came from the Sword Heart Profound Truth. Lu Sheng was not a sword cultivator to begin with. She used a sword purely because other weapons felt uncomfortable, and a sword was merely a little more convenient. For someone who wasn't a sword cultivator to use a sword in front of a sword cultivator who possessed the Sword Heart Profound Truth, it was truly the greatest joke in the world.

"The pain I suffered, you will endure hundreds, thousands of times over". Lu Hange's eyes were icy.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis surged in Lu Sheng's heart. Just as she was about to release her sword and escape, black demonic energy shot out from Lu Hange's body, tightly locking Lu Sheng. Lu Sheng became even more resentful.

"You really colluded with the demon race!" 

"You are a traitor to humanity!" 

"What awaits you is the pursuit and scorn of all immortal sects!" 

Lu Sheng seemed to not recognize the current situation. She was clearly immobilized and couldn't even use her full power, yet facing Lu Hange, her words showed no weakness, only growing sharper.

Upon hearing this, Lu Hange slowly raised his hand, gripped the ice sword's blade, and gently exerted pressure. Crack! The ice sword was forcibly broken. Just as Lu Sheng wanted to speak again, Lu Hange grasped the broken hilt of the ice sword. With a pfft sound, the ice sword was plunged into Lu Sheng's abdomen. Crimson blood tried to flow down the ice sword, but the next second it froze into blood crystals. This sword strike pierced through her body. On the sword tip protruding from her back hung fragments of her internal organs. Lu Sheng's words caught in her throat.

This injury was actually nothing. For a Body Integration stage mighty figure, a sword through the abdomen was just a minor injury. What truly shocked Lu Sheng was that Lu Hange actually dared to attack her. The beggar child she had brought back, the disciple she had raised for over twenty years, at this moment, treated her completely as a mortal enemy.

"Lu Hange, you…" Lu Sheng just wanted to speak. She even felt a little wronged.

This scene terrified everyone else. Was it reasonable for a Body Integration stage mighty figure to be utterly dominated by a Nascent Soul stage cultivator? Even a sword cultivator, skilled at fighting above their realm, couldn't possibly cross two major realms! But, this situation truly and really happened.

"Lu Sheng," 

"The pain of you crushing my bones, foot by foot, I remember it to this day".

"That pain, I dared not forget for a moment!" 

Lu Hange pulled out the ice sword and threw it aside. Lu Sheng was somewhat bewildered. When did she crush Lu Hange's bones? Why did she never remember such a thing? Lu Hange said no more, but slowly inserted his hand into Lu Sheng's abdominal wound. With a grip, he seized her spine and crushed it bit by bit. In an instant, a tsunami of pain swept through Lu Sheng's brain.

Chapter 67: The World Scorns Me? Then I Shall Kill Everyone in the World

What happened in the previous life had not yet occurred in this life. But it didn't matter! In Lu Hange's heart, what happened in the previous life was an established fact. If he didn't kill Lu Sheng, his mental state wouldn't be smooth, his will wouldn't be at peace, and he might even develop inner demons. So, Lu Sheng had to die.

The other elders of the Three Thousand Dao Sect were stunned by this scene, even forgetting to stop the Ancient Desolation Sword's slaughter. Lu Hange was truly ruthless! More importantly, he actually defeated Lu Sheng. This meant that currently, no one among all the people in the Three Thousand Dao Sect could stop Lu Hange's slaughter. Unless the Sect Master returned at this moment.

Involuntarily, many people wanted to flee. At least, they wanted to wait until the Sect Master returned before showing their faces again, otherwise, if Lu Hange got ruthless, he could really kill them all. But the sword spirit of the Ancient Desolation Sword was extremely humane. Sensing that someone wanted to escape, it began to prioritize the slaughter of those disciples attempting to flee.

Ye Feng dared not move. On one hand, he feared Lu Hange's terrifying power, and on the other, he worried that the Ancient Desolation Sword would target him.

"System!" 

"Help me!" Ye Feng desperately shouted in his mind.

The system's replies were all of helplessness. However, the system did offer an idea: for Ye Feng to actively seek death. Once he faced a life-or-death crisis, the Heavenly Dao would surely intervene. Ye Feng's eyes flickered. Actively seek death? This method sounded pretty stupid… Ye Feng was somewhat worried. What if Lu Hange killed him too quickly, and the Heavenly Dao couldn't react in time? Although this possibility was very low, if it actually happened, he only had one life. There were many escape items in the system's shop. But the problem was, he didn't have enough points to exchange for them. Looking at so many good things, he could only stare enviously.

"Damn Lu Hange!" 

"Why is his luck and opportunities so good!" 

"He was already a cripple, yet he actually found a way to reshape his Nascent Soul!" 

Ye Feng couldn't understand. Lu Hange wasn't the Son of Heavenly Dao, nor did he have a system, yet why could he always rise against the odds, a complete protagonist script.

…

Lu Hange crushed Lu Sheng's bones bit by bit. To keep Lu Sheng absolutely conscious and her perception clear, Lu Hange even fed her a Clear Heart Pill. Originally, the Clear Heart Pill was meant to remove negative emotions, promoting better spiritual affinity and aiding cultivation. But now, the Clear Heart Pill had a new purpose: to amplify sensitive nerves during torture.

At first, Lu Sheng could still cry out in pain. Slowly, Lu Sheng whimpered, only able to make muffled sounds mixed with blood from her throat. She couldn't even beg for mercy.

In the previous life, it was the same. Each of Lu Sheng's kicks crushed a segment of Lu Hange's bones, letting Lu Hange cry out in agony, his blood flowing freely, yet Lu Sheng's eyes held no sympathy, only disgust.

Finally, the other elders of the Three Thousand Dao Sect couldn't stand it any longer. Over a dozen Body Integration stage auras pressed down on Lu Hange.

"Today, we shall eliminate the demon and uphold the Dao!" 

"Humanity cannot keep you! Die!" 

"Had we known this would happen today, we should have killed you in the Prison Hall that day!" 

…

Listening to these shouts, Lu Hange finally found a moment to look at these elders, who were strong in appearance but weak in reality. Every one of their faces was accounted for in Lu Hange's heart. However, compared to Lu Sheng, these people could be killed later. Unexpectedly, Lu Hange hadn't even sought them out yet, and they had come to him.

Ye Feng shouted excitedly in his mind from the side: Kill him! Kill him!! Lu Hange felt somewhat sarcastic. These elders, outwardly grand with various cultivation techniques and moves being thrown about, but looking closely at their positions, they were all shrinking back. Whoever was faster was the front row. Greedy for life, afraid of death! Having witnessed Lu Sheng's tragic state, their only thought was to stall for time, to wait for the Sect Master to return. A group of Body Integration stage cultivators, even acting together, didn't dare to attack a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. The Three Thousand Dao Sect was rotten to the core.

At this moment, these elders were somewhat unable to take care of both front and back. At the back, countless disciples of the sect were being slaughtered. At the front, Lu Sheng was being tormented like a dog.

"Dawdling, let me help you". Lu Hange sneered. With a boom, spiritual energy and demonic energy surged within him. His eyes gleamed with an enchanting light, and two Immortal-Demon Dual Aspect apparitions appeared behind Lu Hange, dozens of times larger than the phantom Moyan had summoned earlier. Their features and body outlines were much clearer. These elders were merely putting on a show, and seeing this, they immediately stopped pretending. There was only one life! If they really died, it would be too great a loss. Moreover, it wasn't that they didn't want to save people; they simply couldn't. The Ancient Desolation Sword was too fast for them to keep up, and Lu Hange was terrifyingly powerful, simply not to be provoked.

"Kill them". Lu Hange commanded. The two apparitions took a step forward, instantly appearing before the elders.

"Shit!" 

"Monster!" 

"It's not my business!" 

"Lu Hange, when the Sect Master returns, you will surely die. If you stop now, I can still put in a few good words for you with the Sect Master".

"Lu Hange, don't forget, you are still a member of the Three Thousand Dao Sect!" The elders struck the apparitions with all their spiritual energy, finding that the apparitions suffered no damage, and then began to flee instinctively. But alas, the two apparitions pursued relentlessly.

Slap! A crisp sound. Blood rained down, and a faint wail echoed through heaven and earth. Body Integration stage mighty figures had already integrated with heaven and earth's spiritual energy, refining and elevating their cultivation realm, barely gaining the Heavenly Dao's recognition. The demise of every Body Integration stage cultivator would trigger an anomaly of heaven and earth weeping together. With just one kick, an elder, unable to dodge, was trampled into a meat paste by an apparition. His soul was directly crushed into annihilation, completely severing any chance of taking over another body or reincarnation.

Among those present, only Ye Feng was temporarily safe. Lu Hange did not move against Ye Feng, partly because Ye Feng was protected by the Heavenly Dao and was unlikely to be killed, which would be a waste of effort. On the other hand, Lu Hange was not yet prepared to deal with the Heavenly Dao. However, even if he couldn't kill Ye Feng, Lu Hange wouldn't let him off easily. According to Lu Hange's estimation, as long as he didn't harbor killing intent towards Ye Feng, but merely humiliated him, the Heavenly Dao wouldn't intervene. Perfect! Lu Hange knew exactly how to humiliate Ye Feng.

…

"You… cannot… kill me…" Lu Sheng spoke with difficulty. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lu Sheng finally endured the intense pain and spoke a complete sentence. Lu Hange smiled.

"Why?" Lu Sheng felt the pain lessen slightly, thinking Lu Hange had softened, and a hint of joy flashed in her eyes. In reality, it wasn't that Lu Hange had softened, but rather that most of her bones had already been crushed.

"I am your master!" 

"I raised you for twenty years!" 

"If you kill me, you will be scorned and hated by everyone in the world!" 

Lu Sheng tried to play the emotional card. But Lu Hange didn't fall for it. He softly replied, "Then if I kill everyone in the world? Will there still be people who scorn me?" Lu Sheng's expression froze. Lu Hange was far more insane than she had imagined.

Chapter 68: Lu Sheng Dies

"A good horse is ridden, a good person is bullied." 

"Whether in the mortal dynasties or the immortal cultivation sects, kindness is useless." 

"Master, this is also the principle you taught me." 

Lu Hange took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the blood from his hands. All of Lu Sheng's bones had been crushed. At this moment, Lu Sheng lay on the ground like a pile of rotting flesh, clinging to life. She tried to manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to heal herself, but the layers of demonic energy chains on her body brought soul-tearing pain, giving her no respite for healing.

"Lu Hange, I never taught you such inhumane principles. You've gone astray on your own, beyond repentance!" Lu Sheng's hair was disheveled and covered in blood. Lu Hange nodded. That's right. Lu Sheng indeed hadn't taught him with words. However, she had taught the Lu Hange of his previous life a good lesson with her actions.

"Lu Sheng, walk slowly on the Yellow Springs Road; many people will come down to accompany you". Lu Hange didn't dwell on the topic with Lu Sheng. At this point, Lu Hange only needed to do what he felt was right.

Hearing this, Lu Sheng's pupils constricted slightly, and her rotting flesh involuntarily spasmed, as if trying to struggle and escape: "Lu Hange, are you really going to kill me?! I am your master!! I brought you back to the Three Thousand Dao Sect, I guided you onto the path of cultivation!!!" 

Lu Hange lowered his gaze, and softly said, "I once revered you as a parent who gave me a new life. Now, you are merely a hurdle in my mental state. Once I overcome it, all will be well". Lu Sheng truly panicked. Lu Hange… truly wanted to kill her.

"You cannot kill me".

"This is against natural order!" 

A mass of rotten flesh tried to move away from Lu Hange. Lu Sheng even cast a pleading look towards Ye Feng, who was not far away: "Xiao Feng, Lu Hange has gone mad. He wants to kill his master! Quickly take me away!!!" 

Lu Hange didn't immediately act, but also looked at Ye Feng, a faint smile playing on his lips. Ye Feng's expression was grim. He didn't move. Faced with Lu Sheng's plea for help, Ye Feng neither chose to respond nor chose to escape alone.

"Ye Feng," 

"Without the Heavenly Dao's destiny and your so-called system, you wouldn't even have the right to look at me". Lu Hange found it uninteresting.

In an instant, Ye Feng's mind was greatly shaken. He knew about the system! Lu Hange knew about the system's existence!!! He had never told anyone about this, so how did Lu Hange know! 

Suddenly, Lu Hange remembered something. The next second, two heads fell from his storage ring, landing on the ground. The bloodstains on the two heads had long since dried and clotted, and the thick blood could not conceal the terrified expressions of these two people before their deaths. One was Lin Xing's. The other… was Qiu Liu's.

Before coming here, Lu Hange had first gone to Qiu Liu's cave dwelling. To be honest, Qiu Liu's survival was a bit unexpected to Lu Hange. The Three Worm Three Prison Pill combined with a sword intent hadn't killed Qiu Liu; instead, Lu Sheng had found a way to save Qiu Liu's life. One could only say that Qiu Liu's luck was also not bad. But it didn't matter! Lu Hange personally revived Qiu Liu, and then, while Qiu Liu was conscious, had her head severed. Qiu Liu, even before her death, still wanted to kowtow and beg Lu Hange to spare her life. But in Lu Hange's kill list, Qiu Liu was ranked among the top three: one was Lu Sheng, one was Qiu Liu, and the other… was Mu Nanyan. In the previous life, Lu Hange's death was primarily caused by these three.

Thinking of this, Lu Hange looked at Ye Feng again: "Junior brother, where is Mu Nanyan? She should have come to the Three Thousand Dao Sect a while ago, right?" Ye Feng's lips trembled, unable to utter a word. If before, his feelings towards Lu Hange were jealousy and resentment, now Ye Feng's heart was filled with dread and fear. Lu Hange even knew about the system; how much did he know about him? At this moment, Ye Feng deeply regretted it. Among the three tasks given by the system initially, he had chosen the "Become the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect" task. On one hand, he coveted the beauty of Lu Sheng, Qiu Liu, and others; on the other hand, he also considered the Three Thousand Dao Sect to be the leader of the immortal path. Now it seemed, how much better it would have been to choose the other two tasks! If he had chosen the other two tasks, he wouldn't have had contact with Lu Hange, and this unmanageable situation wouldn't have arisen.

Seeing this, Lu Hange shook his head. The Heavenly Dao's taste was truly trash! To actually choose Ye Feng as the Son of Destiny. It seemed that the heads of Lin Xing and Qiu Liu had scared this high and mighty Son of Destiny out of his wits.

"Lu Sheng," 

"Where is Mu Nanyan?" Lu Hange looked at Lu Sheng by his feet. Lu Sheng stared blankly at Ye Feng not far away, her expression vacant, as if she hadn't heard Lu Hange's words. Only when agonizing pain shot through her soul again did Lu Sheng scream, "She has already returned to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect".

Returned? That was truly a shame. Lu Hange had thought that since Mu Nanyan had finally visited the Three Thousand Dao Sect, she would stay for a while. Even if it was just for a few days, at least she could have stayed to foster a relationship with Ye Feng and promote revolutionary camaraderie. Unexpectedly, after only a few days, Mu Nanyan had rushed back to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect without stopping. It seemed that killing Mu Nanyan would have to be postponed slightly. Although the Lan Shan Immortal Sect didn't have peak Mahayana stage cultivators, it was still a top immortal sect of humanity. It had at least one Mahayana stage Grand Accomplishment cultivator and several Mahayana stage Minor Accomplishment elders. With Lu Hange's current strength, he could barely contend with a Mahayana stage Minor Accomplishment enemy, and he could only guarantee his own survival, not a victory. After all, it was already incredibly heaven-defying to cross two major realms and fight a Body Integration stage mighty figure. Any higher, Lu Hange couldn't do it.

"I still need to cultivate diligently!" Lu Hange murmured in his heart. His ultimate goal was to become an immortal. Killing these people before him was only to clear his mind, eliminate inner demons, and seek revenge for his past self.

Immediately, Lu Hange collected his thoughts and refocused his attention on Lu Sheng at his feet: "Lu Sheng, it's time to send you on your way". Lu Sheng seemed to have accepted her fate. She no longer dwelled on why she, a Body Integration stage cultivator, couldn't defeat a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, nor did she beg Lu Hange to spare her life. Before dying, she asked one last question: "Lu Hange, although these past twenty years, I haven't cared for you enough and have been neglectful, it shouldn't be enough for you to hate me so much".

"For what reason do you harbor such extreme hatred for me?" 

Upon hearing this, Lu Hange was silent for a moment. He didn't speak aloud, but transmitted his voice with divine sense, preventing others from hearing the conversation. A moment later, Lu Sheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You are…" Lu Sheng's words were cut short. Terrifying demonic energy and sword intent tore apart her soul. Her eyes completely lost their luster, turning into the desolate gray of death. Until the very second of her death, Lu Sheng's thought was not repentance, but to spread Lu Hange's identity as a reborn individual. A person like Lu Sheng deserved this tragic end. From beginning to end, she had never changed. She… deserved to die! 

Chapter 69: This Sword Strike, Watch Carefully!

Lu Hange had crushed all of Lu Sheng's bones, but he had not crushed her skull. Lu Sheng's head was still intact. This time, Lu Hange had collected three heads. Lu Hange bent down and picked up Lu Sheng's head. Lu Sheng, once like a noble goddess, was now just a lifeless head.

This scene stunned the entire audience! Lu Hange truly killed Lu Sheng… Not only that, Lu Hange also killed Lin Xing and Qiu Liu. No wonder when the demon army invaded earlier, no one from the Three Thousand Dao Sect could find Lin Xing; it turned out Lin Xing was already dead then.

"He is a devil!" 

"Lu Hange has completely fallen into the demonic path!" 

"He is a traitor and scum to all immortal sects and humanity!" 

Righteous shouts rang out. Lu Hange smiled. Demonic path? Cultivating immortality or cultivating the demonic path, Lu Hange decided for himself! It was getting late. He needed to speed up the killing. According to Lu Hange's estimation, the battle on the Sect Master's side was probably nearing its end. The Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was originally low on lifespan and wanted to break through to the Half-Immortal realm through secluded cultivation, thereby extending his lifespan. From the results of his previous life, although the Sect Master defeated Demon Emperor Tian and the Princess, he also paid a huge price. If the Sect Master had no worries about his lifespan, then today's great battle would have lasted a very long time. But precisely because his lifespan was limited, for the Sect Master, he needed to end the battle as quickly as possible; the longer it dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

Thinking of this, Lu Hange looked at the people of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. In just a short while, the Ancient Desolation Sword had already slaughtered nearly ten thousand disciples of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. And the Immortal-Demon Dual Aspect apparitions summoned by Lu Hange had already crushed over half of the Three Thousand Dao Sect's elders. Everyone was fleeing. Except for one person: Ye Feng. He stood still, not moving from beginning to end.

And the only reason Ye Feng dared not move was that he was worried the Ancient Desolation Sword would target him.

"Come back," Lu Hange commanded with a raised hand. The originally sharp Ancient Desolation Sword hovered in mid-air, then a flash of sword light, and it returned to Lu Hange's hand. The Ancient Desolation Sword was stained with blood. Lu Hange merely flicked it gently, and all the bloodstains were washed clean. However, the Ancient Desolation Sword now carried a bloodthirsty, murderous aura. At the same time, the Immortal-Demon Dual Aspect apparitions also returned behind Lu Hange. All who survived wept with joy. As highly esteemed disciples of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, they were accustomed to receiving gazes of admiration wherever they went. They had never imagined they would one day be slaughtered like pigs.

"Lu Hange, if you leave now, we will not pursue your transgressions".

"Leave quickly, you are no longer a person of the Three Thousand Dao Sect".

"You have already killed enough, do not create any more karma for yourself".

…The surviving elders no longer provoked Lu Hange, only urging him to leave. Only when Lu Hange left the Three Thousand Dao Sect could their hearts truly be at ease. They couldn't do anything to Lu Hange. But as long as the Sect Master returned and saw the mountain of corpses and sea of blood before him, he would definitely hunt Lu Hange to the death. At that time, they could once again assume their disgusting faces to judge Lu Hange. Lu Hange understood what was in these people's hearts. In his previous life, he had witnessed too much indifference and sorrow. Especially from this group of beasts in the Three Thousand Dao Sect, Lu Hange had seen them fawning over Ye Feng and using all sorts of underhanded tricks.

"I never said I was leaving". Lu Hange chuckled. "I just think this way of killing is too slow". "I just want to try a different way of killing".

Currently, there were still over twenty thousand people left in the Three Thousand Dao Sect. Relying on the Ancient Desolation Sword to kill them one by one would probably take an hour. The efficiency was too slow. To kill as many people of the Three Thousand Dao Sect as possible in a short time, Lu Hange needed a sword technique with immense power and a wide range. Conveniently! Lu Hange indeed had such a technique.

The next second, the chanting of the Grand Dao echoed through heaven and earth. Countless Grand Dao runes appeared and drilled into the Ancient Desolation Sword. The sword spirit within the sword body let out joyful cries. The power of the Grand Dao was a great tonic for the Ancient Desolation Sword. This was the advantage of a Congenital Dao Body: it could not only assist one's own cultivation but also strengthen the weapons used. Immediately after, Lu Hange's Sword Heart pulsed vigorously. A terrifying sword intent permeated the air. In heaven and earth, every blade of grass, every tree, every flower, was imbued with the aura of sword intent.

When the Sword Heart Profound Truth reached Grand Perfection, all things in heaven and earth could become convenient "swords." A single blade of grass could flatten a city of a million people. The renown of a sword cultivator was never shouted out, but forged through countless sword strikes.

Lu Hange began to consume pills frantically. This next move would exhaust all the spiritual energy and demonic energy in his body. The spiritual energy of this entire region was drained by Lu Hange, and demonic energy also rushed out like a mighty river. Lu Hange slowly held the Ancient Desolation Sword horizontally behind him, his knees slightly bent, assuming a posture like a tiger pouncing on its prey. The Grand Dao runes, spiritual energy, and demonic energy on the Ancient Desolation Sword continuously flickered, forming dazzling light spots. In everyone's terrified gaze, the two apparitions behind Lu Hange held two more swords. The spiritual energy longsword in the Immortal apparition's hand burst forth with white light, blinding to the eye; the demonic energy longsword in the Demon Lord apparition's hand let out ghostly wails, shaking the soul.

"What is this!?" 

"The spiritual energy in heaven and earth has been drained!" 

"I don't want to die! Holy Son, spare my life!!!" 

"Run!" 

"I won't stay in the Three Thousand Dao Sect anymore. I'd rather be a rogue cultivator". Countless people looked terrified, but in their fear, they hadn't lost their basic rationality; at least they still knew to flee for their lives. An elder clutched his bleeding arm, staring blankly at the two majestic and unbeatable apparitions, like the great sun, continuously muttering: "This is absolutely not the strength a Nascent Soul stage cultivator should have. Lu Hange is not human".

"We have provoked a divine demon".

"Such a person should have been the Holy Son of the sect, the future Sect Master".

Hearing this, the other elders also looked terrified, but they didn't have time to think too much. They frantically urged their spiritual energy, trying to escape from the Three Thousand Dao Sect. Lu Hange didn't stop them. Flee? Where could they flee? The only drawback of such a powerful and wide-ranging sword technique was that the charging time was slightly longer, and after using it, one would enter a period of exhaustion. Now that they were just starting to flee, it was impossible to escape the killing range of this move.

Just then, Lu Hange raised his head, his eyes calm and still.

"Ultimate Sublimation!" 

"This sword strike!" 

"Is named [One Sword, Cold Light, Nineteen Provinces]!" 

In his previous life, Lu Hange had used this sword strike with a cultivation level of Half-Immortal stage. It was this very sword strike that severed Ye Feng's immortal body, almost killing him. In this life, although he was only in the mere Nascent Soul stage, Lu Hange was no longer just a simple Sword Bone Body, but an Immortal-Demon Body that was tens of thousands of times more powerful.

With one swing of the sword, it chopped down the heavens and earth, and extinguished all living beings.

Chapter 70: In This Life, I Will Open the Heaven and Earth Furnace

Lu Hange swung his sword. The Immortal-Demon Dual Aspect apparitions behind him mimicked Lu Hange's movements, swinging out the spiritual energy longsword and demonic energy longsword in their hands. Swish! Zheng… Wherever the sword intent passed, everything was cut in half. Countless fleeing figures stiffened abruptly. Their spiritual energy and auras came to a sudden halt. A few breaths later, Lu Hange coughed a few times and slowly retracted the Ancient Desolation Sword. Looking up, the disciples of the Three Thousand Dao Sect seemed frozen in place, each face still holding the terror and helplessness of their flight. But upon closer inspection, all their auras had vanished. This sword technique could even sever Ye Feng's immortal body, let alone these cultivators who had never tempered their bodies.

The wind blew gently, carrying a strong scent of blood. Immediately after, a smooth wound appeared at the waist of every Three Thousand Dao Sect disciple. Their upper bodies slowly slid down, completely separating from their lower bodies. Blood reacted at this moment, flowing down to the ground, forming streams of crimson. In heaven and earth, there was only the sound of wind. Not a single cry was heard. Lu Hange killed too quickly; they didn't even have time to scream before their physical bodies were severed by the sword intent, though their unconscious souls remained.

Lu Hange's face was pale. He used the Ancient Desolation Sword as a cane, resting it on the ground to support his body. Although his face was filled with exhaustion, he was still very satisfied with this sword strike. "Barely cleaned up". Lu Hange looked around. The remaining twenty thousand or so people in the Three Thousand Dao Sect were mostly slain by a single sword strike. However, a very small number of elders survived. Although these Body Integration stage elders didn't have high cultivation, they possessed various strange life-saving techniques. Upon realizing they couldn't escape the sword's range, they began frantically pulling out life-saving items from their storage rings. Lu Hange was only at the Nascent Soul stage. This was a weakness. And it was this weakness that gave these elders a one in a million chance to survive. However, even if a few managed to survive, they were severely injured, barely clinging to their last breath.

Lu Hange didn't care much about their survival. What he truly cared about was Ye Feng's survival. After searching for a moment, Lu Hange frowned slightly. Gone? Ye Feng's aura had disappeared? There were only two possibilities for this: either Ye Feng was dead, or Ye Feng had escaped. Compared to the former, Lu Hange felt the latter was more likely.

"How did he escape?" Lu Hange couldn't understand.

"Could it be that the Heavenly Dao intervened?" Lu Hange sensed it again carefully, confirming that Ye Feng's aura was no longer present in the Three Thousand Dao Sect. He couldn't help but sneer, "He truly has a big life; you managed to escape even this. However…" A black heart appeared in Lu Hange's hand. Immediately after, a wisp of black mist emerged from the heart and quickly fled into the distance. Lu Hange looked in the direction where the black mist disappeared. If he remembered correctly, that direction led to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect. Just leave the Three Thousand Dao Sect and keep heading south for a few million miles, and you would reach the Lan Shan Immortal Sect's territory.

"Looks like he's going to find Mu Nanyan". Lu Hange smiled. Letting Ye Feng leave probably meant that what happened today in the Three Thousand Dao Sect would soon spread throughout the various immortal sects of humanity. But it didn't matter! After today, Lu Hange would be able to break through the Nascent Soul stage and become a Spirit Transformation stage cultivator. After advancing to the Spirit Transformation stage, as long as the opponent wasn't a peak Mahayana stage expert, Lu Hange would be able to ensure his safe retreat.

As for Ye Feng… let him run for now. Without the resources of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, Ye Feng was already half-crippled. Lu Hange knew clearly that he couldn't kill Ye Feng at the moment. There were only two possibilities for killing Ye Feng. One was for Lu Hange's strength to be comparable to the Heavenly Dao, so that even if the Heavenly Dao appeared to save Ye Feng, Lu Hange would kill him regardless. The other was for the Heavenly Dao to abandon Ye Feng and choose a new Son of Destiny. Once he lost the identity of the Son of Destiny, Ye Feng would be even worse than a dog. At that time, his system would also leave him. That scene! It would be absolutely wonderful! 

Lu Hange retracted his gaze. Ye Feng escaping to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect was a good thing. Lu Hange intended to slaughter the sects that protected Ye Feng one by one in front of him, letting the nightmare of fear deeply root itself in Ye Feng's heart. Now, it was time to harvest. Lu Hange had expended so much effort and killed so many people; it couldn't be simply for his own satisfaction. He naturally had other motives.

"Furnace, rise!" Lu Hange commanded softly. An alchemy furnace formed from demonic energy appeared abruptly. In his previous life, Ye Feng had activated the Heaven and Earth Furnace. Lu Hange and Ye Feng's final battle was also known as the Heaven and Earth Furnace War. What was the Heaven and Earth Furnace? Simply put, it was turning this world into an alchemy furnace, with every living being in this world becoming a medicinal ingredient in the furnace. Using flesh and blood to form pills. Using souls to engrave patterns. Ye Feng relied on this pill to become a true immortal and went to the so-called Immortal Realm. But when it came to alchemy, Lu Hange could outclass Ye Feng by dozens of streets. As a Rank Eight Alchemist, and even becoming a Rank Nine Alchemist in his previous life, Lu Hange had a deeper understanding of the furnace. With Lu Hange's alchemy techniques, the efficacy of the furnace pills he refined would definitely be dozens of times better. However, Ye Feng had used billions of living beings as medicinal ingredients to refine the Heaven and Earth Furnace Pill. At this moment, Lu Hange could only temporarily use tens of thousands of people from the Three Thousand Dao Sect as medicinal ingredients, so the efficacy of the furnace pill produced would naturally be much lower.

Pfft! Black flames rose and burrowed beneath the alchemy furnace. As the black flames continuously heated it, the alchemy furnace began to emit sizzling cracking sounds, accompanied by wisps of black smoke. "Into the furnace!" At this command, countless corpses floated up and were thrown into the alchemy furnace. Those elders who hadn't been severed by the single sword strike couldn't even cry out in pain. They tried to drag their mutilated bodies to escape, but they were pulled back by wisps of demonic energy and thrown into the alchemy furnace. The next second, miserable cries echoed. Heaven and earth mourned. So many Body Integration stage mighty figures dying at once caused heaven and earth to grieve. Lu Hange remained expressionless, continuously tossing in various corpses and also taking out many heavenly materials and earthly treasures from his storage ring, throwing them in. To be honest, these elders would have been better off dying earlier. At least their bodies thrown into the alchemy furnace would not have suffered. Furnace alchemy was not just about refining the body; it was about refining the soul as well. Moreover, the higher a cultivator's cultivation, the more difficult it was to refine their soul, and the longer it would take. For the souls agonizing in the alchemy furnace, this was a prolonged torment. As time passed, an alluring fragrance began to waft from the alchemy furnace.

The Three Thousand Dao Sect was empty. Only Lu Hange remained, guarding an alchemy furnace, continuously adding heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Chapter 71: Actually, You Know Everything, But You Don't Care

Thousands of miles from the Three Thousand Dao Sect.

A figure swiftly streaked across the sky.

Looking closely, this person was still bleeding profusely, their face extremely pale, and even an arm was broken.

"I almost died!"

"Luckily, I didn't listen to this damn system and gamble my life."

"Otherwise, with that last sword strike, even the Heavenly Dao wouldn't have reacted in time to save me!"

This person was Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's escape from that sword strike wasn't due to the Heavenly Dao's intervention, but because he exchanged one-third of his destiny for points and bought the most expensive escape talisman from the system's shop. That's how he managed to get out.

Even so, Ye Feng was still affected by the aftershock of that sword. His broken arm was the best proof.

Recalling the fleeting sword intent from earlier, Ye Feng shivered all over. It was terrifying. How could Lu Hange be so strong?!

At this moment, he truly regretted going against Lu Hange.

Damn it!

Who exactly was the Son of Heaven's Dao?!

Ye Feng cursed, his mouth full of greetings to the Heavenly Dao's direct relatives. Since he was the Son of Heaven's Dao, all good fortune, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and heaven-defying opportunities should have been his, and all of Lu Hange's treasures should also have been his.

The more Ye Feng thought, the more aggrieved he felt! Not only did he lose one-third of his destiny, but he also actively gave up the task of [Becoming the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect].

However, since everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect was dead, it seemed to make no difference whether he became the Holy Son or not. Since he couldn't be the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, he could only let the system activate the second task: [Become the Holy Son of the Lan Shan Immortal Sect and become Dao-companions with Mu Nanyan].

If he could complete this task, he would not only get back the one-third of his destiny he lost, but also receive an additional 10,000 points.

The difficulty of this task wasn't high. As long as there wasn't a second Lu Hange in the Lan Shan Immortal Sect, it would be easy to complete.

However, Ye Feng always had a bad feeling. He worried that Lu Hange would kill his way to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect. Just now, Lu Hange had asked where Mu Nanyan was, clearly recognizing her. From Lu Hange's tone just now, he clearly wanted to settle accounts with Mu Nanyan. It was possible he really would kill his way to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng hesitated. Should he really go to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect? What if... Lu Hange killed his way to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect again, and the tragedy of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was repeated, could he still escape?

"No."

"Lu Hange wouldn't dare."

Ye Feng comforted himself. Lu Hange dared to unleash such a massacre in the Three Thousand Dao Sect today because there were no Mahayana stage cultivators inside, allowing him to kill recklessly.

But the Lan Shan Immortal Sect had many Mahayana stage cultivators. As far as Ye Feng knew, there were five elders at the Minor Accomplishment Mahayana stage in the Lan Shan Immortal Sect, and the Sect Master was even a Grand Accomplishment Mahayana stage cultivator.

Again, the reason the Three Thousand Dao Sect held the position of the immortal path's leader was solely because its Sect Master was at the peak Mahayana stage. Setting aside the top cultivators of each sect, the Three Thousand Dao Sect's mid-level strength was completely inferior to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect.

Staying in the Lan Shan Immortal Sect was definitely safe. With Mahayana stage cultivators present, Lu Hange definitely wouldn't dare to kill his way in. Ye Feng no longer hesitated. His figure moved like lightning.

He rushed towards the Lan Shan Immortal Sect without looking back.

Moreover, Lu Hange might not live much longer. Once the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect returned and saw the hellish scene within the sect, he would definitely not let Lu Hange go. Ye Feng was very much looking forward to it. He hoped to hear the news of Lu Hange's death in the near future.

…

"Alchemy complete!"

The lid of the alchemy furnace flew open. Suddenly, a blood-red pill flew out. Immediately after, the pill landed steadily in Lu Hange's palm. The flesh and souls of tens of thousands of cultivators ultimately condensed into an almond-sized pill. This pill contained not only the flesh and souls of tens of thousands of cultivators, but also various heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Lu Hange had thrown in, all of which were heaven-defying precious medicines that could forcibly break through cultivation realms.

Lu Hange was not stingy at all. He had Yao Fan's storage ring. The mountains of pills and medicinal herbs inside were just gathering dust, so it was better to use them to break through his cultivation.

Lu Hange looked at the blood-red pill in his hand and didn't rush to swallow it. Instead, he stood still, quietly waiting. He was waiting for the Sect Master to return.

Not long after, a figure shattered the void and appeared abruptly. His originally neat robes were stained with blood, and his expression was no longer as calm as when he left; instead, it revealed a deep weariness.

In an instant, this person murmured, "Where are the people of the Three Thousand Dao Sect?"

On the empty ground, only Lu Hange stood.

"Hange, where is everyone else?" The person descended from mid-air, bewildered.

Hearing this, Lu Hange's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the old Sect Master in front of him: "They are all dead."

Dead? How could that be! The old Sect Master's eyes widened in shock. When he left, he had clearly taken all the Mahayana stage cultivators present with him. Logically, the Three Thousand Dao Sect should have crushed the ten thousand strong demon army.

"Sect Master, don't guess. I killed them." Lu Hange openly admitted.

The Sect Master's face stiffened: "You? How could you, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, kill tens of thousands of disciples and over a dozen Body Integration stage elders?"

Lu Hange opened his palm, revealing the blood-red pill in his hand, and replied with a smile, "They are all here."

At these words, the air went silent.

A moment later, the Sect Master erupted with a powerful aura, filled with rage.

Seeing this, Lu Hange, far from being afraid, merely shrugged casually: "Sect Master, I'm standing right here. Do you dare to use the spiritual energy in your body?"

The Sect Master was stunned. He had intended to capture Lu Hange, but Lu Hange's words brought him back to his senses.

After a long time, Lu Hange shook his head: "Your lifespan was already limited. Forcibly ending your secluded cultivation and coming out dealt a heavy blow to your already dwindling lifespan. After another fierce battle, your remaining meager lifespan is flashing red."

"Sect Master, if you circulate your spiritual energy again, I'm afraid you won't see tomorrow's sun."

Even if Lu Hange couldn't defeat a Mahayana stage cultivator, escaping was definitely not a problem. Moreover, this old Sect Master was afraid of death. If he forcibly circulated his spiritual energy again, he would truly be close to death.

"My Three Thousand Dao Sect has been eradicating demons and upholding the Dao for thousands of years, yet I never expected such a great demon to emerge from within the sect." The old Sect Master laughed in anger. For a moment, he wanted to forcibly capture Lu Hange, but seeing the Ancient Desolation Sword in Lu Hange's hand, he hesitated. This sword was very dangerous. Even a glance at the Ancient Desolation Sword brought a stinging pain to his eyes.

"Sect Master, you're not a good person either."

"Why bother criticizing me!"

"Actually, you know everything."

"You knew Ye Feng was the demon cultivator, you knew I was wrongly accused, and you even knew that Ye Feng sabotaged the sect's protective formation, letting these demon armies inside..."

"You didn't pursue any of Ye Feng's faults, because you are the same type of person as him, both sons of the Heavenly Dao, both enjoying the favor of destiny. You naturally believed that only Ye Feng was your kind, and whatever he did could be understood and forgiven."

Lu Hange sneered with sarcasm. Therefore... the Three Thousand Dao Sect was rotten to the core.

Chapter 72: Method to Seize Destiny

"Sect Master, you're old."

"You have been abandoned by this era and the Heavenly Dao you admire."

This world had existed for too long. In every era, the Heavenly Dao would choose one person to be the Son of Destiny, and every so-called Son of Destiny could cultivate to the supreme realm of a Half-Immortal with the blessing of immense destiny, but they all failed to advance further. And this old Sect Master before him was probably the Heavenly Dao's worst choice. Because, he hadn't even reached the Half-Immortal realm. Until his lifespan was nearly exhausted, this old Sect Master was still only a peak Mahayana stage cultivator.

At these words, the old Sect Master immediately broke down, his emotions and aura becoming turbulent: "I'm not old yet! The Heavenly Dao hasn't abandoned me. As long as I seize Ye Feng's destiny, I can live for at least a few thousand more years."

Hearing this, Lu Hange laughed. It seemed his guess was correct. The old Sect Master and Ye Feng were the same kind of people, and their biggest commonality was extreme selfishness.

The moment Ye Feng, the new Son of Heaven's Dao, appeared in the Three Thousand Dao Sect, the Sect Master actually understood the cruel truth that he had been abandoned by the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao had abandoned him. After all, a cultivator whose cultivation was only at the peak of the Mahayana stage had already reached the end of their immortal cultivation path. Even if they were continuously blessed with destiny, it would only extend their life for a period of time.

But this old Sect Master didn't want to give up on himself. Therefore, Ye Feng's destiny was his reason for indulging Ye Feng.

"Sect Master, how about a deal?" Lu Hange seemed very confident.

Hearing this, the Sect Master snorted coldly. Although he dared not use his spiritual energy now, he was still the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, and his understanding of the Great Dao was ingrained to the bone, especially in the Dao of Time, where he could achieve a momentary halt.

The next second, the chanting of the Great Dao sounded. A river of time seemed to pass through Lu Hange's body, pausing the time applied to Lu Hange for a few seconds.

"It would be as easy as flipping my hand to kill you." Even without spiritual energy, this Sect Master remained utterly confident.

"Die!" An aged arm reached for Lu Hange.

"You are truly persistent." A sigh. The suspended time was released, and Lu Hange gently raised the Ancient Desolation Sword, staring coldly at the old Sect Master. The old Sect Master felt the sharpness of the Ancient Desolation Sword and involuntarily took a step back, his eyes filled with shock. His Dao of Time was actually useless...

In terms of spiritual energy alone, Lu Hange was naturally not the Sect Master's opponent. But in terms of Dao, Lu Hange was one of the Three Thousand Dao Sect's most talented individuals in understanding the Great Dao for tens of thousands of years. This old Sect Master's talent in the Dao was far inferior to Lu Hange's. Moreover, Lu Hange had the experience of his previous life. He had already taken precautions against this old geezer's schemes!

"If you don't agree, then I can only reluctantly fight you. Whether I survive or not is irrelevant, but you will definitely die." If the Sect Master forcibly used spiritual energy to exchange blows with Lu Hange, then Lu Hange would definitely die, but Lu Hange was gambling that he wouldn't dare to use spiritual energy.

The old Sect Master lowered his gaze, flickering with suppressed anger, but eventually suppressed it: "I will not make a deal with you. Once my lifespan is extended, I will kill you first!"

"Your method of extending your lifespan is to seize Ye Feng's destiny."

"But the problem is, you don't even know where he is right now. What if he hides for a few hundred years? Do you think you can live until then?" Lu Hange posed a soul-stirring question.

Hearing this, the Sect Master fell into contemplation. Indeed! With his current dwindling lifespan, he probably wouldn't even live for another hundred years. Ye Feng himself was the Son of Heaven's Dao, so if he truly wanted to hide and not be found, he would certainly be impossible to find.

Thinking of this, the old Sect Master looked coldly at Lu Hange: "You know where he is?" Lu Hange pulled back to the previous topic: "So, this deal, do you want it or not?"

"Speak." The old Sect Master compromised. Lu Hange's plan had already succeeded by half.

"I will tell you Ye Feng's whereabouts."

"You just need to impart to me the method of seizing destiny."

Destiny! It was profound and mysterious! Although destiny was governed by the Heavenly Dao, even if Lu Hange seized it, it would be easily taken back by the Heavenly Dao. However, Lu Hange had other uses for this destiny.

The old Sect Master hadn't expected that Lu Hange's appetite was as big as his, and that he was also interested in Ye Feng's destiny.

After a long time, the old Sect Master agreed: "Good."

"Wait a moment." Lu Hange said, and instantly disappeared. A few breaths later, Lu Hange reappeared, holding a rabbit. Most of the living creatures in the Three Thousand Dao Sect had died in that earlier sword strike, so to find a living creature, he had to go further away.

"First, impart to me the method of seizing destiny."

"Then I'll tell you Ye Feng's whereabouts." Lu Hange never did a losing business. Moreover, the one truly anxious now was the Sect Master, not him, as his lifespan was still long, while the old Sect Master's lifespan was nearing its end.

Afterward, the old Sect Master imparted the method to Lu Hange. The first step in seizing destiny was to shield the Heavenly Dao. And destiny was also a form of the Great Dao. After shielding the Heavenly Dao, one would activate the "Luck" Dao among the Three Thousand Great Daos, causing the destiny of the person whose destiny was to be seized to manifest in form, and finally, use Dao inscriptions to sever the connection between the destiny and its owner, thereby seizing it.

It sounded simple. But the first step was very difficult. How to shield the Heavenly Dao? The Sect Master didn't say. Lu Hange looked at the Sect Master and estimated that he probably didn't know either. To put it another way, even if he knew how to shield the Heavenly Dao, he would most likely pretend not to know.

Afterward, Lu Hange didn't shield the Heavenly Dao, but forcibly seized the destiny of the rabbit in his hand using the Great Dao. The next second, the rabbit suddenly died violently. Of course, the destiny he extracted from the rabbit didn't belong to him; it was taken back by the Heavenly Dao. This was why it was necessary to shield the Heavenly Dao. If the Heavenly Dao wasn't shielded, the seized destiny wouldn't become his, but would be recovered by the Heavenly Dao. At least, the method was feasible.

"Ye Feng is in the Lan Shan Immortal Sect." Lu Hange said softly. Hearing this, the old Sect Master looked south, the direction of the Lan Shan Immortal Sect.

Having completed everything, Lu Hange turned to leave: "I hope we have a chance to meet again, if you can live until then."

"Where are you going?" The old Sect Master asked coldly. Lu Hange did not reply.

Now, the Three Thousand Dao Sect was destroyed. Only a Sect Master with less than a hundred years of lifespan remained, clinging to life. If he weren't worried about the old Sect Master lashing out in desperation, Lu Hange would have even wanted to kill him too.

The most urgent task was to consume this furnace pill! And elevate his cultivation from the Nascent Soul stage to the Spirit Transformation stage.

Suddenly, Lu Hange stopped and looked back at the Sect Master: "There's one question you might be able to answer." The old Sect Master remained silent. Lu Hange didn't mind, and continued: "You are so afraid of death, and your lifespan is already so short, so why did you choose to actively end your secluded cultivation and come out to save the Three Thousand Dao Sect when it faced a life-or-death crisis?"

Logically, the old Sect Master should only have cared about Ye Feng's life and death. As for the Three Thousand Dao Sect... it wouldn't have been much of a loss to him if they were all wiped out. But for such a selfish person to actively choose to end his secluded cultivation and come out to save everyone when the demon army invaded the Three Thousand Dao Sect, it was truly strange.

Chapter 73: Letting You Live for Two More Months Was the Greatest Kindness

The Sect Master did not answer. Lu Hange also didn't continue waiting. As for why? Lu Hange had his suspicions. Someone like the Sect Master would definitely not do anything detrimental to himself for the sake of the Three Thousand Dao Sect's survival. But he did it. The only explanation was that saving the people of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was beneficial to him in some way.

At the foot of the Three Thousand Dao Sect's mountain, Lu Hange arrived at Chuan Dao Town. At this moment, it was deserted. The once bustling and lively town had become empty overnight.

"The Sect Master was also a Son of Heaven's Dao before."

"I almost forgot about this." Lu Hange looked down at the furnace pill in his palm and instantly understood everything. Since the old Sect Master was once a Son of Heaven's Dao, he must have known about the Heaven and Earth Furnace. More precisely, every Son of Heaven's Dao learned about the existence of the Heaven and Earth Furnace from the Heavenly Dao.

However, from ancient times until now, among the many Sons of Heaven's Dao, only Ye Feng successfully activated the Heaven and Earth Furnace. If he guessed correctly, this old Sect Master's idea was the same as his: to treat the people of the Three Thousand Dao Sect as his own pig farm.

Once the attempt to seize Ye Feng's destiny failed and he couldn't extend his lifespan through destiny, then this old Sect Master would likely, like Lu Hange, refine the tens of thousands of people from the Three Thousand Dao Sect into pills to help him extend his lifespan. Therefore, he had to come out of seclusion. If he didn't come out, and allowed Demon Emperor Tian and the Princess to massacre in the Three Thousand Dao Sect, by the time he emerged from seclusion, the bodies of the Three Thousand Dao Sect members would have long turned into white bones. What would there be to refine into pills?

Thinking this way, everything made sense. No wonder! No wonder when Lu Hange took out the blood-red pill earlier, the Sect Master showed no curiosity or doubt, but directly believed Lu Hange's words.

However, it was somewhat surprising that when Lu Hange took out the pill, the Sect Master didn't try to seize it.

He stopped, and looked back at the Three Thousand Dao Sect one last time.

"I wonder what the efficacy of refining a peak Mahayana stage cultivator into a pill would be?" Lu Hange was looking forward to it. At this moment, he even hoped the Sect Master would live a little longer.

Immediately, Lu Hange no longer hesitated, and his figure disappeared. In the near future, he would meet the Sect Master again.

…

Three Thousand Dao Sect, Main Peak.

An old figure pushed open the door to the Peak Master's Hall, looking exhausted. At this moment, only he remained in the Three Thousand Dao Sect. The Sect Master's face grew paler, and he coughed up blood incessantly. Fighting against two peak Mahayana stage demon powerhouses alone, even as the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, he couldn't bear it.

The next second, his entire body slumped onto the cold ground. Looking closely, two black masses of energy were violently surging within the Sect Master's body, continuously corroding his flesh and meridians, preventing him from healing his injuries.

"Am I truly old?" The Sect Master looked down at his aged hands. How spirited he once was! Even facing the combined attack of two peak Mahayana stage cultivators, he wouldn't have struggled so much. But now, he could only seal the two peak Mahayana stage demon cultivators within his body, unable to kill Demon Emperor Tian and the Princess.

A moment later, madness flashed in the Sect Master's eyes.

"Even without the tens of thousands of people from the Three Thousand Dao Sect as a furnace, if I refine the two great demon cultivators within my body into furnace pills, the efficacy will be tens of thousands of times greater."

Using two peak Mahayana stage cultivators for alchemy. One could only say that the Sect Master was even bolder than Lu Hange.

"The Heavenly Dao abandoned me!"

"Then I shall be my own Heavenly Dao!"

However, the Sect Master didn't immediately begin refining the furnace pills. Instead, he started to regulate his body. In his current state, refining pills from two peak Mahayana stage cultivators would be very difficult. Moreover, he wasn't originally an alchemist, so the difficulty of refining pills would increase by another level.

On the other side, Lu Hange followed his memories from his previous life and found a hidden, abandoned cave dwelling. This place was in the deep mountains and wilderness. Few cultivators passed by. For safety, Lu Hange also set up various concealment formations outside the cave dwelling to ensure that he would not be disturbed by anyone during his breakthrough.

Having completed everything, Lu Hange no longer hesitated! Gulp! The blood-red pill was swallowed. At first, there was no feeling, but soon, countless grievances rushed into Lu Hange's brain, and tens of thousands of remnant souls tore at Lu Hange's soul, wanting to drag him to hell with them.

The furnace pill fused the flesh, souls, grievances, destiny, pain, and everything else of the refined individuals. To enjoy the heaven-defying efficacy of the furnace pill, one must first endure all the negative emotions from these people's deaths, which was a huge test for the soul.

"Luckily, I'm an alchemist."

"My soul is stronger than ordinary people's."

"Otherwise, with so many negative emotions, my sea of consciousness would definitely collapse."

Pain! Heart-wrenching pain! Moreover, this pain wasn't inflicted on the physical body, but directly struck the soul. Immediately after, countless human faces appeared above Lu Hange's head. These faces were remarkably familiar. They were all disciples and elders of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. These faces continuously screamed and wailed, wanting to escape from Lu Hange's body. Among these hateful faces, wisps of white mist symbolizing destiny were drawn out and then merged into Lu Hange's body, becoming a part of him.

Under such intense pain, Lu Hange merely frowned slightly. This was only a ten-thousand-person furnace pill. If it were a hundred thousand, a million, or even a billion people refined into a furnace pill, even Lu Hange might not be able to bear it. This was also Lu Hange's shortcoming.

In his previous life, Ye Feng activated the Heaven and Earth Furnace, refining billions of people. But after Ye Feng consumed the Heaven and Earth Furnace Pill, he didn't face the same dangers as Lu Hange. The Heavenly Dao helped him eliminate the negative effects of the furnace pill, but Lu Hange had no help from the Heavenly Dao, so he could only endure it himself.

Time flew by. In a blink of an eye, two months had quietly passed. During this time, Lu Hange remained motionless in the cave dwelling, like a corpse, and even his breathing disappeared. Occasionally, a flicker of spiritual energy and demonic energy would momentarily evoke a slight sign of life.

"Whoosh…"

His long-closed eyes slowly opened. Along with a long breath exhaled, endless vicissitudes flashed in Lu Hange's eyes, and his Nascent Soul stage aura rapidly grew at a visible speed, like young bamboo shoots emerging after spring rain.

Minor Accomplishment Nascent Soul stage. Grand Accomplishment Nascent Soul stage. Peak Nascent Soul stage.

...

Crack! A soft sound. The barrier of a major realm was broken. Spirit Transformation! It was done! Lu Hange's aura continued to surge, only slowly stabilizing after reaching the Grand Accomplishment Spirit Transformation stage.

A normal Spirit Transformation stage involves the Nascent Soul transforming into a Soul Manifestation, and the soul maturing from its nascent state. Both the soul and the sea of consciousness would experience significant improvements.

But Lu Hange was an exception. He had no Nascent Soul. After breaking through to the Spirit Transformation stage, he also had no Soul Manifestation. It was just based on his aura that Lu Hange was comparable to a Grand Accomplishment Spirit Transformation stage powerhouse.

"It's time to go to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect." Lu Hange dusted himself off. Letting Mu Nanyan live for two more months was already Lu Hange's greatest kindness.

Chapter 74: Hometown as a Child: Qingluan City

Two months were but a flick of a finger for cultivators.

"This place is located in the Great Beast Mountain."

"With my current cultivation, it would take at least ten days to reach the Lan Shan Immortal Sect." That was too long. Lu Hange couldn't wait. His current cultivation was enough to kill Minor Accomplishment Mahayana stage cultivators and retreat safely from Grand Accomplishment Mahayana stage cultivators. In other words, the Lan Shan Immortal Sect posed no threat to Lu Hange. The strongest person in the Lan Shan Immortal Sect was merely its Sect Master, who was at the Grand Accomplishment Mahayana stage.

After pondering for a moment, Lu Hange thought of a way to travel quickly: a teleportation array. This thing saved time and effort, and its only drawback was that it consumed a lot of spirit stones. Long-distance teleportation, in particular, consumed an exaggerated number of spirit stones at once. Moreover, teleportation arrays were not found everywhere. Only large imperial dynasty territories protected by immortal sects were qualified to establish teleportation arrays.

"The closest imperial dynasty town from here is Qingluan City."

Qingluan City was where Lu Hange begged for food as a child; it was half his hometown. Qingluan City was once a very small town with a population of less than ten thousand. More than twenty years ago, during a demon invasion, this town was further stained with blood and massacred, leaving fewer than a hundred people.

But only twenty years had passed, and Qingluan City had developed into a grand-scale city. Its population even exceeded a million! The reason for this was Lu Hange. Because Lu Hange was from Qingluan City as a child, and was later brought from the ruins to the Three Thousand Dao Sect by Lu Sheng, even becoming the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. After this news spread, countless people came to the ruined Qingluan City and began to rebuild. These mortals naively believed that since this was Lu Hange's hometown, the Three Thousand Dao Sect would certainly pay extra attention to it.

But in reality, for over twenty years, the Three Thousand Dao Sect had never sent anyone to Qingluan City. One must know that this place was actually not close to the Three Thousand Dao Sect. Strictly speaking, Qingluan City was merely a small border town belonging to the Great Liang Dynasty, and even the Great Liang Dynasty didn't really care about the city's fate.

Back then, Lu Sheng inadvertently passed by Qingluan City and saw Lu Hange and Mu Nanyan, bewildered amidst the ruins, and brought them back to the Three Thousand Dao Sect. To want the protection of the Three Thousand Dao Sect based on such a small matter, the naivety of mortals sometimes truly made one want to laugh.

But it had to be said that in recent years, the demon race had been much more docile. Previously, the war between the human immortal sects and the demon race was intermittent, always in a sporadic state, but there had never been a true ceasefire. However, in recent years, the demon race had clearly stopped launching large-scale campaigns, instead resorting to covert activities. Without overt invasions and massacres from the demon race, various imperial dynasties and cities had experienced significant development. Qingluan City was one of them. And there were many cities like Qingluan City that developed so rapidly.

After roughly discerning the direction, Lu Hange's figure disappeared.

Half a day later, a city wall, piled high with青灰色 (green-gray) bricks, appeared before his eyes. Above the city gate, a plaque made of pure stone hung, inscribed with: Qingluan City.

Looking at the towering city wall, Lu Hange's eyes blurred slightly. Involuntarily, childhood memories surfaced in his mind. Twenty years ago, the entrance to Qingluan City only had a decaying wooden plaque, its three characters for Qingluan City so weathered by wind and rain that their strokes were indistinguishable. The city itself had a sparse population, mostly elderly women and children. It was called a city, but it was really just a village. It was only called a city to sound grander. How different it was now! It had truly become a city.

"Entry permit." Two guards stopped Lu Hange. Seeing Lu Hange's appearance, the guards were inwardly amazed. What a handsome man! So dashing, not to mention women, even some men with special preferences would be interested in Lu Hange.

"No." Lu Hange shook his head. The Qingluan City of the past didn't need any entry permits... Oh! That's not right! The Qingluan City of the past basically had no outsiders coming in...

The guards frowned slightly and exchanged glances: "Where are you from?"

"Three Thousand Dao Sect." Lu Hange answered softly. Hearing this, the guards' expressions instantly changed, becoming extremely fawning: "May I ask for your immortal honorific?"

Lu Hange's heart stirred. It seemed Ye Feng had not spread the news of his massacre of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. Otherwise, with the speed at which news spread among human immortal sects, two months would certainly have been enough to cover every corner.

Thinking of this, Lu Hange smiled: "Lu Hange."

At these words, the two guards gasped: "You are... Holy Son?"

Lu Hange didn't respond and walked into the city on his own. The two guards no longer blocked him, but quickly rushed towards the City Lord's mansion to report the news to the City Lord.

"What a big change." Lu Hange sighed. Twenty years! Everything felt like a dream. His childhood self seemed to be standing right in front of him, looking at his future self with timid eyes.

Suddenly, Lu Hange thought of the night he drank with Yao Fan.

"If one day I get tired, buy a house, marry a few beautiful wives, and run a small business that doesn't make or lose money, it seems pretty good." Lu Hange thought of Yao Fan's advice, but such a life was destined to be far from Lu Hange. From the moment he massacred the Three Thousand Dao Sect, his path could not be stopped.

Before Lu Hange could properly stroll around, a large group of people dressed in luxurious clothes surrounded him. Among them, a pot-bellied middle-aged man bowed with cupped hands as he stepped forward: "Holy Son, you have graced Qingluan City with your presence. This humble one is truly at fault for not coming out to greet you!"

Lu Hange wasn't in a good mood. After all, his mood for sightseeing had been ruined.

Lu Hange glanced at the man, then sneered: "One Minor Accomplishment Mahayana stage, three peak Body Integration stage cultivators. Your way of welcoming me seems a bit rough."

Hearing this, the smile on the man's face slowly disappeared.

"Your senses are very sharp."

"Once you enter Qingluan City today, you won't be able to leave." Lu Hange had thought this man would continue to pretend for a while longer, but he didn't expect his patience to be even worse than his own.

Lu Hange's expression was calm. He just wanted to use a teleportation array. He hadn't expected such a small matter to displease him.

"By order of the Lan Shan Immortal Sect, we are to apprehend Lu Hange, the criminal of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, dead or alive."

"If you surrender obediently, you can avoid suffering flesh and blood." As these words fell, a Minor Accomplishment Mahayana stage cultivator appeared directly in front of Lu Hange, while his left, right, and rear escapes were blocked by three peak Body Integration stage cultivators.

Lu Hange asked curiously: "How did you know I would come to Qingluan City?" Coming to Qingluan City to use the teleportation array was a spur-of-the-moment decision for Lu Hange. He hadn't expected the Lan Shan Immortal Sect to guess this.

The City Lord's face turned cold: "Abolish his cultivation, strip him of his clothes, and escort him back to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect." The Mahayana stage mighty figure in front immediately acted, and terrifying spiritual energy poured out. The onlookers exclaimed in surprise. Although these mortals didn't know what was happening, it was a rare sight to see an immortal exert their power, so they naturally cheered. These people naturally regarded Lu Hange as an unforgivable criminal, for someone the City Lord personally apprehended must have committed a monstrous crime.

In an instant, Lu Hange's expression was peculiar. If he remembered correctly, one of the charges he was framed with in the Prison Hall that day was refining a city of a million people to cultivate demonic arts. This charge was naturally unfounded. But at this moment, Lu Hange pondered. Should he take this opportunity to practice on Qingluan City? After all, he had already massacred the Three Thousand Dao Sect, so it seemed he wouldn't mind refining over a million more people...

Chapter 75: Refining a Million People! The First Step to Butchering the World

"Lu Hange, your crimes deserve death!"

"As the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, you colluded with demons and harmed fellow disciples, committing heinous crimes. By order of the Lan Shan Immortal Sect, I will capture you and bring you back for questioning."

"Today, everyone is a witness." The City Lord shouted loudly. Countless surrounding mortals looked at Lu Hange with disgust and hatred, and many even picked up objects to throw at him.

That's right! This was the feeling! Lu Hange was too familiar with it. In his previous life, under Ye Feng's brainwashing, the world looked at him with these very eyes.

"Kill him!"

"Does such a person even deserve to cultivate immortality?"

"City Lord, we hate demons the most. After you capture this person, can you let us vent our anger a bit?"

"That's right!"

"Please, City Lord!" The clamor was headache-inducing. Hating demons? Venting anger? These people living in Qingluan City had only moved here less than twenty years ago. Back when Qingluan City suffered a demon invasion and countless casualties, these people probably hadn't even seen what a demon looked like. Now they claimed to hate demons? How ridiculous! In these people's eyes, there was only dissatisfaction with their lives, wanting to vent their private grudges on Lu Hange. The City Lord showed no emotion on the surface, but inwardly he was overjoyed. After this incident, his position as City Lord in the hearts of the people of Qingluan City would rise significantly. The Great Liang Dynasty didn't manage this area much to begin with, so his position as City Lord was equivalent to an emperor. Coupled with future rewards from the Lan Shan Immortal Sect, his prospects were bright.

In the blink of an eye, the Minor Accomplishment Mahayana stage killing blow arrived above Lu Hange's head. Clearly, this move held no reservations. It was just as the Lan Shan Immortal Sect's bounty order stated: find Lu Hange and bring him to the Lan Shan Immortal Sect, dead or alive.

Lu Hange slightly lifted his eyelids and softly uttered: "Noisy!"

Zheng! A lingering wail in the air. No one saw what happened. The next second, the Minor Accomplishment Mahayana stage cultivator, who had just been so imposing, was instantly beheaded, his melon-sized head falling from the air and rolling to Lu Hange's feet.

Crack! One step. The head burst apart. White brain matter and red blood mixed together, silencing everyone.

Lu Hange tried to extract the destiny of this Minor Accomplishment Mahayana stage cultivator from his body, but found it didn't work; the destiny quickly dissipated into heaven and earth. However, Lu Hange discovered a problem. That is, the destiny contained within the furnace pill he refined from the tens of thousands of people of the Three Thousand Dao Sect did not dissipate. Instead, it merged into Lu Hange's body along with the pill's efficacy, becoming a part of him. Why was this? Could it be that... the furnace pill itself was effective on destiny?

If that were true! Then, would refining Ye Feng into a furnace pill allow him to seize his destiny?

But soon, Lu Hange felt this idea was unrealistic. Refining Ye Feng into a furnace pill would mean killing Ye Feng, but once Ye Feng faced a life-or-death crisis, the Heavenly Dao would intervene. This was a dead end. Lu Hange couldn't kill Ye Feng and then seize his destiny. He could only seize destiny from Ye Feng while he was still alive.

"Impossible!"

"Elder Guo is a Mahayana stage cultivator!"

"How could he die so easily!" The City Lord retreated repeatedly. The remaining three peak Body Integration stage cultivators also showed expressions of terror and couldn't help but move away from Lu Hange.

Lu Hange regained his composure. The furnace pill could refine destiny. This point, even the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect probably didn't know. After all, the Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect had never refined a furnace pill before, so he naturally wouldn't know its efficacy.

"Your luck is very bad." Lu Hange said softly. The voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears. If Lu Hange was just considering whether to refine the entire city earlier, now Lu Hange had decided: he would refine these million people!

To be honest, Qingluan City was full of mortals. The furnace pills refined from their flesh and souls would have very low efficacy. But what Lu Hange wanted was their destiny. The combined destiny of a million people was a considerable number.

Reborn in this life, Lu Hange was already set on the idea of butchering the world. In this life, Lu Hange would no longer have an ounce of pity. He would walk the old path of Ye Feng becoming an immortal, and he would walk it better and more excellently than Ye Feng.

A black heart appeared in Lu Hange's hand, and wisps of black mist emerged, first snarling and grinning at the million people of Qingluan City, then transforming into layers of black shrouds, enveloping the vast area of Qingluan City. In the air, sword intent was chilling! Either don't kill, or if you decide to kill, then kill completely and thoroughly.

"Escape!" The three peak Body Integration stage cultivators, seeing the unfavorable situation, tried to flee. Lu Hange merely glanced at them indifferently, not bothering to stop them. It was too late to think about escaping now.

Pfft! Sizzle!

...

Three corpses fell from the sky, their deaths similar, all instantly killed by a single sword strike. The terrified City Lord knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly. He had thought that with one Mahayana stage cultivator, he could easily handle Lu Hange. If it had been two months ago, Lu Hange truly would have been helpless against him, but now, times had changed.

"Holy Son!"

"I was blind, I shouldn't have believed the Lan Shan Immortal Sect's one-sided story!"

"You are the Holy Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect, how could you be a heinous criminal! You are."