Chapter 10 - Chapter 87-97

Chapter 87: Sword Move! Killing Move! Mysterious Helper

A peak Soul Transformation stage cultivator against dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators. This battle record! Regardless of success or failure! Lu Hange will leave a significant mark in the ancient records of the cultivation world. Whether it's a positive or negative evaluation, the name Lu Hange will become a taboo in this world. 

"Lu Hange, you should be proud!" 

"Our combined attack has only happened once before, when the demonic army invaded the human race." 

"Today, you alone have achieved such a feat." 

"Your death will be worth it." 

One of the Sect Masters formed hand seals, and the Four Symbols Array flowed, manifesting terrifying giant beasts. Each giant beast's body was slightly transparent, but each contained a genuinely sealed soul of a giant beast. 

These were the Soul Beast Seals of the Spirit Beast Sect. 

Ten thousand beasts roared! 

Then, the heavens and earth shattered. 

Space was crushed by the scorching fist qi, and countless cracks in the void expanded with the swelling of this punch. Under the dome of the sky, its power was terrifying. 

This was the God Power Sect's fist technique: Fist Breaks the Heavens! 

Countless Sanskrit sounds echoed. Each sound pierced the soul's sea of consciousness, as if calming one's extremely agitated heart, even generating a sense of life's bitterness and a desire for suicide. 

This was the Worry-Free Sect's Oblivion River Crossing. 

Killing with sound! 

… 

Every Sect Master of the human immortal sects brought out their most skilled unique techniques. The Sword Sect Master had already suffered the loss of underestimating his opponent; they would not make the same mistake twice. 

Every move was a killing move! 

Lu Hange's eyes flickered slightly. Countless strong winds ruffled his hair, his white long hair wildly swirling like a madman's. 

In his hand, the Desolate Ancient Sword let out a powerful sword hum. 

"Truly exhilarating!" 

"This is what battle feels like!" 

Lu Hange slowly tightened his grip on the Desolate Ancient Sword's hilt. The combined efforts of dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators were a bit too much even for Lu Hange. He was only at the peak Soul Transformation stage. If he were at the Half-Immortal stage of his previous life, he could have cut down everyone here with a single sword, but now, with only Soul Transformation stage cultivation, it would be self-deception to say it wasn't strenuous or dangerous. 

However, cultivation itself was about seeking life in death. Life and death were the best methods of cultivation. 

In his previous life, Lu Hange was able to surpass Ye Feng in cultivation amidst various difficulties and dangers, breaking through to the Half-Immortal stage, precisely because of one life-and-death escape after another. 

Lu Hange had destiny, but compared to Ye Feng, it was insignificant. 

To prevent Ye Feng from activating the Heaven and Earth Furnace, Lu Hange could only rely on a desperate fight to achieve extreme breakthroughs. 

Ye Feng could lie in a pile of women, enjoying the pleasures of both sexes while relying on dual cultivation techniques to cultivate, but Lu Hange could not. 

Cultivation was actually very boring. 

Seclusion. 

Taking pills. 

Stabilizing cultivation. 

Continuing seclusion. 

Continuing taking pills... 

Lu Hange endured too much pain and overcame too many monotonous lives. In his previous life, his Half-Immortal cultivation was terrifyingly solid, far stronger than Ye Feng, who cultivated through intimate activities. If it weren't for those treacherous women, Lu Hange would have been the final winner. 

"Hoo~" 

Lu Hange let out a long breath. 

Now, it was time to fight for his life again. Lu Hange knew very well that relying solely on "One Sword Chills Nineteen Provinces" was far from enough to contend with the combined might of dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators. 

This killing move was very powerful. But the problem was that Lu Hange himself wasn't strong enough. The person is the master of the sword move; if the person wielding the sword has low cultivation, the upper limit of any sword move will be restricted. 

In an instant, demonic energy surged. A black heart floated before Lu Hange. As the Demon Heart pulsed, the demonic blood within Lu Hange was completely awakened. Lines of terrifying black patterns emerged on his body, forcefully expanding Lu Hange's body by several sizes. A huge crown appeared on the head of the demonic entity's dharma idol standing behind him, its aura instantly overpowering the immortal's dharma idol. 

At this moment, a figure appeared beside Lu Hange. 

Experiencing Lu Hange's changes up close, Ji Qiu realized how incredible this young man was. 

"I'll help you!" 

Ji Qiu let out a shriek. Her clothes disappeared. The imagined spring scene did not appear. Instead, a white fox, a thousand meters tall, emerged. Eight tails floated behind the white fox. A fiery red mark adorned the brow of its mountain-sized fox head. The Nine-Tailed Sky Devouring Fox's bloodline was activated, and a trace of ancient aura ignited the mark. Its clear eyes were filled with the madness of world destruction. 

Ji Qiu didn't know if her choice was right. After all, going against the entire human immortal sect for a single Lu Hange seemed like an utter loss, no matter how she thought about it. 

Lu Hange was a future titan. But the future... no one could say for sure. What if Lu Hange died halfway? And the Sect Masters of these human immortal sects were Grand Ascension stage cultivators who had been famous for a long time; they were real, hard combat power. 

How to choose between the two sides? Anyone with a sound mind would know how to choose. 

But Ji Qiu still made a decision that went against her ancestors, because she knew very well that if she didn't save Lu Hange today, she wouldn't just be going against her ancestors, but also letting them down. 

Lu Hange was very important to Ji Hu. More importantly, she had just learned that Ji Hu was Lu Hange's contracted beast. If Lu Hange died, Ji Hu would die with him. The Nine-Tailed Sky Devouring Fox had only now, after so many years, produced a genius with such pure bloodline and the highest chance of returning to its ancestral form. If Ji Hu died, the Nine-Tailed Sky Devouring Fox would lose all hope. Therefore, Lu Hange could not die! 

Lu Hange glanced at the giant fox beside him. He hadn't expected that the one to stand by him and defy the world would actually be a demon. 

"Thank you." 

Lu Hange said softly. 

Hearing this, Ji Qiu was silent for a few breaths, then said testily, "If you can release the contract with the little fox, then I'll thank you." 

Lu Hange chuckled. So, that's what she was afraid of. However, Lu Hange didn't feel much resistance in his heart; he had wanted to break the contract long ago, but Ji Hu was unwilling. 

In the distance, Shu Qing's spiritual energy surged, and her killing move was ready: "Ji Qiu, do you really want to be an enemy of the human race for the sake of one Lu Hange?" 

"I'm happy to!" 

Ji Qiu lifted her eyelids. 

Shu Qing's face twitched. This grand wedding feast was originally meant to foster closer ties with the demon race, but unexpectedly, it had turned into a complete rupture between the two sides. 

"Then let's all die together." 

Shu Qing's voice was icy cold. Since Ji Qiu was so foolish, she would kill them all. 

Ji Qiu spoke with confidence, but in reality, standing beside Lu Hange, she felt very nervous. 

Ten thousand splendors! Heaven and earth shook! Dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators' combined killing moves arrived in an instant. 

When the demonic army invaded the human race back then, dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators also joined forces, annihilating over a million demons with a single move, forcing the Demon Emperor to temporarily retreat. 

And now, the same combined force was being used to deal with only Lu Hange. 

The spiritual energy was too strong! Lu Hange's sword move's starting stance couldn't even be swung. 

Both the spiritual energy and spatial pressure made Lu Hange's wrist stiff, preventing him from unleashing "One Sword Chills Nineteen Provinces." 

Snap! A soft sound. A slightly illusory hand grasped the hilt of the Desolate Ancient Sword, right next to Lu Hange's palm. 

Lu Hange looked down in shock. Whose hand? 

The next second, the Desolate Ancient Sword's aura unleashed its full power! Countless spiritual energies were torn apart. A white light flashed. The long-prepared sword move, emitting a plain, unremarkable cold glimmer, swept out. 

Chapter 88: You Join Forces, I Poison! Let's All Play Dirty

Fist techniques, myriad beasts, Sanskrit sounds, even Shu Qing's Compassionate Palm... every cultivation technique exuded terrifying spiritual energy. 

Dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators! Extremely terrifying! 

But amidst this heaven-shattering, earth-collapsing wave of spiritual energy and cultivation technique pressure, an inconspicuous white light flashed through the middle, tearing apart the waves of spiritual energy wherever it passed. 

Boom! 

In the distance, countless mountain peaks were leveled. 

Explosion after explosion sounded. In an instant, a dazzling explosion show unfolded in mid-air. 

As the explosions continuously detonated, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was swept away, and the killing moves unleashed by the Grand Ascension stage cultivators were cut short. Dust filled the sky until, after a long time, the dust slowly dispersed, and the surrounding scenery became clear. 

The Misty Mountain Immortal Sect... every blade of grass and every tree had been leveled. 

At this moment, within a radius of ten thousand miles, it was all yellowish-brown soil, with no greenery at all. 

If an uninformed person came here, they would think it was a desolate plain, unable to see the end of the desolation with a single glance. 

Wails of agony were incessant. This sword strike was definitely a fatal blow to the disciples of the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect. If someone hadn't secretly protected the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect's disciples at the moment the sword move was unleashed, perhaps hundreds of thousands of Misty Mountain Immortal Sect disciples would have already died. 

In mid-air, Lu Hange staggered slightly. This move, while killing a thousand enemies, harmed himself by eight hundred. Such a killing move was usually only unleashed as a last resort in a desperate fight, but Lu Hange himself knew that if he didn't use this move earlier, he might not have had the chance to use it when facing the combined efforts of dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators. 

Opposite him, dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators' hands trembled as they gently touched their cheeks. A faint bloodstain slowly appeared, and blood dripped down. 

Blood? They were bleeding? These Grand Ascension stage cultivators looked dazed. They couldn't remember the last time they bled, or even were injured. Even when the demonic army invaded, they fought to the end without injury, only suffering spiritual energy depletion and exhaustion. 

But now, dozens of people had joined forces. To deal with a mere Soul Transformation stage ant. Not only did they fail to crush him directly, but they even allowed his sword intent to leave sword marks on their faces... 

"Lu Hange..." 

"Are you really human?" 

"Are you truly not an immortal reborn?" 

Ji Qiu was dumbfounded. She didn't move at all throughout. Or rather, before she even had a chance to move, Lu Hange had already settled it with one sword. 

Ji Qiu admired Lu Hange's courage, but she hadn't expected Lu Hange's strength to truly match his courage. Ji Qiu's mind was blank, as if her worldview, cultivated for thousands of years, had collapsed at this moment. 

Lu Hange didn't answer. He was struggling to even speak now. Taking advantage of this gap, Lu Hange frantically consumed pills, and the empty spiritual energy in his body slowly recovered. However, the demonic energy couldn't recover for now, because the Demon Heart needed a process and time to produce demonic energy; it couldn't be used again in a short period. 

This sword strike couldn't kill these Grand Ascension stage cultivators. Lu Hange knew this very well. Therefore, his purpose in unleashing this sword strike was not to achieve a lasting solution but had other objectives. 

"I'll take you away." 

Ji Qiu regained her composure. Although Lu Hange's sword strike was astonishing, even achieving a stalemate with dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators, his state showed that he couldn't unleash a second sword. Fleeing was the best option. 

"We can't escape." 

"The Misty Mountain Immortal Sect has two Grand Ascension stage Grand Cultivators, but from beginning to end, only Shu Qing appeared." 

"If I'm not mistaken, the other Grand Ascension stage Grand Cultivator is breaking through. Interfered with by my sword just now, the Grand Elder of the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect is about to emerge." 

Lu Hange said softly. 

Hearing this, Ji Qiu's expression became tense. Indeed! 

The next second, an enraged voice echoed through heaven and earth: "Shu Qing, how did you become Sect Master! Not only did you disturb my seclusion, but you couldn't even protect the disciples within the sect. If I hadn't come out in time to protect these disciples, most of the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect's disciples would have died from that sword strike just now." 

Hearing this voice, Shu Qing's face in mid-air turned pale. There was also a sword mark on her cheek, a faint bloodstain that had already scabbed over: "Shu Qing is incompetent, please punish me, Ancestor." 

Afterward, Shu Qing looked at Lu Hange with a complex expression. This child was defying heaven! Given time, he would definitely become a peak Grand Ascension stage existence in the future, and might even reach the legendary Half-Immortal stage. 

An old woman in hemp clothes appeared out of thin air, her wooden staff tapping the void, creating ripples that spread through space. 

"What happened?" The old woman was stunned. How did the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect change? 

The originally lush, spiritually rich Misty Mountain Immortal Sect had become a desolate plain, and many mountain peaks had even been cut off, turning into short, bald hills. The spiritual energy in the air was also frighteningly scarce. 

"Because of him." Shu Qing pointed at Lu Hange. 

... Lu Hange was also observing the Grand Elder of the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect. 

Hmm... Not bad. Still at the Grand Ascension stage Grand Cultivator. She hadn't broken through to the peak of the Grand Ascension stage. If this old woman had truly cultivated to the peak of the Grand Ascension stage, then Lu Hange would have been in serious trouble today. 

"A mere Soul Transformation stage cultivator made you all so disheveled?" 

The old woman looked at the wailing sect disciples below and then at the silent Sect Masters of the various immortal sects in mid-air. Her head felt dizzy, and her blood pressure instantly rose. 

"Shu Qing!" 

"Go kill him!" 

"Flay him, chop off his limbs, and hang him as a human彘 (a cruel ancient punishment) on the ancient tree outside the sect, to atone for a thousand years!" 

The old woman stomped her staff. 

Hearing this, Shu Qing respectfully bowed: "Yes, Ancestor." 

Lu Hange now posed no threat; it was clear that this sword move had caused him immense loss. Let alone Shu Qing, even Ye Feng could have killed Lu Hange. 

The other Sect Masters were inwardly enraged; they also wanted to kill Lu Hange with their own hands. Although the sword marks on their faces were not painful, it was a huge humiliation that dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators combined had their faces scratched by Lu Hange. If this got out, they would lose all face for their immortal sects. 

Ye Feng really wanted to volunteer. He also wanted to kill Lu Hange with his own hands. But he glanced at Ji Qiu and decided against it. Anyway, as long as Lu Hange died, that was enough. 

Ji Qiu transmitted a divine sense message to Lu Hange: "Jump onto my back, grab my fur, and I'll take you out of here." 

Lu Hange's eyes flickered, revealing a strange smile: "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Do you think I'm bound to lose?" 

"Nonsense!" 

"If you can turn the tables on this, I'll let the entire Nine-Tailed Sky Devouring Fox race become your contracted beasts!" 

Ji Qiu was full of doubt. 

Lu Hange smiled: "Besides being at the Soul Transformation stage, I am also a top-tier Eighth-grade Alchemist." 

Alchemist? Ji Qiu was stunned for a moment. 

"The poison I laid can even make Grand Ascension stage cultivators shed a layer of skin." 

From the very beginning, Lu Hange had no intention of confronting them head-on. If these human immortal sects could shamelessly join forces against him, then Lu Hange could also shamelessly poison everyone. Everyone was playing dirty, it just depended on who could outplay whom. 

Chapter 89: After All That, You Thought I Was Here to Crash the Wedding?

"The show is just beginning!" 

Lu Hange stood upright. Shu Qing was about to make a move. 

In an instant, her body froze. Not only her, but the bodies of dozens of sect masters in mid-air also showed abnormalities. A terrifying poison spread throughout their bodies, even invading their sea of consciousness, polluting it black. 

"My body..." 

"Poison!" 

"What a potent poison!!" 

"Can't use spiritual energy to expel the poison!" 

"What a treacherous brat!" 

The Sect Masters of the various immortal sects' faces turned red, and beneath the redness was a dense black aura. This was a new and unknown potent poison, especially devastating to spiritual energy, almost crushing it. The more spiritual energy a cultivator had, the deeper the poisoning when exposed to this potent poison. In other words, this poison was harmless to mortals. 

Suddenly, the Grand Ascension stage cultivators in mid-air fell one after another, crashing to the ground. 

However, Shu Qing was an exception. Lu Hange had not only laid one type of poison in Shu Qing's body. Shu Qing was a very important character in Lu Hange's plan. 

"When did I get poisoned?" Shu Qing was greatly shocked. Having cultivated to the Grand Ascension stage, ordinary poisons couldn't enter her body at all. And when did Lu Hange poison her? 

Suddenly, Shu Qing looked at the Desolate Ancient Sword in Lu Hange's hand. The sword's edge was icy cold. 

She couldn't help but touch the scabbed sword mark on her face. 

"The sword is poisoned!" 

"Truly despicable!" Shu Qing immediately understood. 

In the distance, Ji Qiu marveled. These high and mighty human cultivators had now fallen into the mud, one by one, looking disheveled, completely unlike Grand Ascension stage cultivators. 

"You're quite treacherous, kid." 

"Poisoning the sword." 

Although that sword strike hadn't caused much damage to these Grand Ascension stage cultivators, as long as it breached their physical defense and allowed the poison to enter their bodies, Lu Hange's goal was achieved. 

Lu Hange's spiritual energy had recovered by one-third. 

This poison was incurable! Many poisons, even Lu Hange himself, didn't have an antidote for. 

Of course, it wasn't that Lu Hange couldn't develop an antidote, but rather that Lu Hange was too lazy to develop one. Some poisons were designed with the intent to kill, and if there were an antidote, it would leave the opponent with a chance to survive, which was not Lu Hange's character. 

"Senior Ji, do me a favor." Lu Hange spoke. 

Ji Qiu nodded: "Tell me." 

"Go down and tie up all the Grand Ascension stage cultivators. I have great use for them. It's best not to kill them, but if you feel like it, killing a few is fine, just leave the corpses for me." 

Lu Hange still needed to use these Grand Ascension stage cultivators to refine pills. It was best if they were alive, but dead was also acceptable; the medicinal effect would just be a bit weaker. 

Hearing this, Ji Qiu frowned slightly, glancing at the old woman in the distance: "The Grand Elder of the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect is still there. If I leave your side, and she attacks you, I won't have time to come back and save you." 

Lu Hange glanced at Shu Qing. "Someone will help me." 

Ji Qiu was very confused. How many contingency plans did Lu Hange have? 

"Little fox, you guard Lu Hange. If there's danger, take him and run quickly." Ji Qiu was worried that Ji Hu would run around, so she had kept Ji Hu locked within the Nine-Tailed Sky Devouring Fox's bloodline imprint. Now that she was going down to tie people up, she thought of releasing Ji Hu. 

After coming out, Ji Hu looked confident: "Ancestor Grandmother, don't worry! I'm best at escaping." 

Ji Qiu shook her head. If only Ji Hu's temperament was half as steady as Lu Hange's. 

Then, Ji Qiu no longer hesitated, flashing to the ground and beginning her kidnapping plan. 

One by one, the Grand Ascension stage cultivators were tied up like zongzi. To prevent these Grand Ascension stage cultivators from suddenly recovering, Ji Qiu also fiercely attacked their divine senses with a demonic secret art to ensure foolproofness. 

In mid-air, the old woman's eyes were splitting with rage. "I will kill you with my own hands!" 

The aura of a Grand Ascension stage Grand Cultivator spread out. This Grand Elder was not injured, nor was she poisoned; her cultivation aura was unaffected. 

The next second, Lu Hange's eyes flickered. 

"Shu Qing, kill her." 

Upon hearing this, the old woman was stunned. Shu Qing looked bewildered: "Are you ordering me?" 

Lu Hange must be crazy! To order the Sect Master of the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect to kill the Grand Elder of the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect... 

Suddenly, the Great Dao appeared. 

Mysterious inscriptions flashed in Lu Hange's eyes as he stared intently at Shu Qing. His eyes were like myriad abysses, making people's minds sink into them: "I said, kill her." 

In just an instant, Shu Qing's eyes dimmed. A strange power controlled her body. 

The old woman didn't notice anything unusual and was about to attack Lu Hange when, the next second, a cold light flashed. Her lower abdomen felt a chill, and pain swept through her entire body. 

A long blade pierced through her body. The old woman's expression was furious. The attacker was actually Shu Qing. 

Shu Qing held a three-foot-long curved blade in her hand, the entire blade piercing through the old woman's body, with only the hilt remaining in front of her lower abdomen. 

Slap! The old woman slapped out a palm. Shu Qing immediately flew backward. But soon, Shu Qing flew back and entangled with the old woman. 

Both of them were Grand Ascension stage Grand Cultivators. Although Shu Qing's strength was diminished due to poisoning, the old woman's strength was not at its peak either, and the old woman faced the same problem as the Three Thousand Dao Sect Master: limited lifespan. 

Shu Qing's fighting style was completely a life-for-life exchange. But the old woman couldn't use fatal moves. After all, Shu Qing was only controlled by Lu Hange, not acting on her own accord. 

For a moment, the old woman was so entangled that she couldn't spare a hand for Lu Hange. 

Seeing this, Lu Hange let out a long breath and turned his gaze to Ye Feng and Mu Nanyan, who had been watching the show below: "Now, no one will disturb us." 

Ye Feng was dumbfounded. The situation had reversed! Lu Hange was just one person. Logically, the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect should have had the advantage. Ye Feng looked around; only Mu Nanyan remained by his side. 

Lu Hange descended from mid-air. 

Behind him, Ji Hu followed obediently. Ji Hu's eyes were filled with worship and admiration. Facing dozens of Grand Ascension stage cultivators alone without falling into a disadvantage, even the Demon Emperor wouldn't dare boast such a feat. As expected of her master! 

Lu Hange took one step forward, and Ye Feng took one step back. Mu Nanyan, however, just watched Lu Hange approach step by step, without the slightest fear. 

Finally, Lu Hange walked in front of Mu Nanyan. Their distance was less than one meter. 

"You're not afraid of me?" Lu Hange was a little surprised. 

Mu Nanyan's expression was complex. She glanced at Ye Feng with disdain and said, "Lu Hange, stop now. You just don't want to see me marry Ye Feng. As long as you stop, I will marry you and become your cultivation partner." 

Lu Hange: ? 

After all that, this woman thought Lu Hange had come to crash the wedding... 

Lu Hange couldn't help but laugh. What a bizarre way of thinking that would lead to such a ridiculous possibility. 

Chapter 90: That Winter Alley, This Life Returned

Lu Hange always thought Mu Nanyan was a clever woman. Whether it was as a child in Qingluan City, using a pitiful act to make Lu Hange go out and find food, or after joining the immortal sect, using various petty schemes to obtain cultivation resources. 

But now, Lu Hange felt Mu Nanyan was an idiot. He had painstakingly fought his way into the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect, and she actually thought he was just here to crash a wedding... 

"Shameless!" 

"She's been used up by men, and now she says she's willing to become Lu Hange's cultivation partner." 

"Disgusting!" 

Ji Hu spoke mockingly. 

Hearing this, Mu Nanyan didn't show much emotional fluctuation, only asking faintly in return, "Haven't you been used up by the Demon Emperor?" 

In an instant, Ji Hu couldn't bear it and wanted to tear Mu Nanyan's mouth. 

"I'm clean!" 

"I only met the Demon Emperor a few times after marrying him." 

Ji Hu covertly glanced at Lu Hange. 

Lu Hange stopped Ji Hu and observed Mu Nanyan with interest. According to the normal timeline and Ye Feng's lustful nature, Mu Nanyan would definitely have been completely consumed. Among Ye Feng's many women, Mu Nanyan wasn't the most favored, but she was the most seductive, simply because she was game for anything in bed. 

One lustful, one seductive. A match made in heaven! 

Lu Hange's tone was relaxed, without a hint of killing intent, but what he said sent a chill through people's hearts: "In my eyes, you are no different from a prostitute in a brothel." 

Mu Nanyan's expression stiffened. She had always thought Lu Hange loved her. The old Lu Hange loved her too much. Resources, pills, cultivation techniques—anything she wanted, Lu Hange would go to great lengths to find and deliver to her. 

But now, Lu Hange said she was no different from a prostitute. Mu Nanyan's emotions were on the verge of collapsing. She naively believed that even if she slept with Ye Feng, Lu Hange would still accept her and choose to become her cultivation partner. 

"Lu Hange, you cursed me!" 

"How dare you curse me!!" 

Slap! A crisp sound. 

Mu Nanyan staggered a few steps, her cheeks swollen red. 

Lu Hange grabbed Mu Nanyan's hair, pulled her back in front of him, and his eyes showed a hint of wistfulness: "Mu Nanyan, do you remember the alley in Qingluan City?" 

Hearing this, childhood memories flashed through Mu Nanyan's mind. Begging every day. Being bullied everywhere. In winter, her body was covered in frostbite. 

That cold winter. The coldest time of the year. Mu Nanyan had her ribs broken by someone and was thrown into an alley. It was in that alley that Lu Hange saw Mu Nanyan, almost frozen to death, wrapped his own clothes around her, and even fed her the hot porridge he had begged for. 

From then on, Mu Nanyan followed behind Lu Hange. 

Mu Nanyan showed cunning at a very young age. She didn't want to go out begging, nor did she want to see others' discriminatory gazes, so every time she would whine for a long time to make Lu Hange go out alone to find food for both of them. 

At that time, Lu Hange didn't have a name yet. Mu Nanyan used to call Lu Hange: Ah Ge. 

"Ah Ge, it's so cold." 

"Ah Ge, I'm hungry." 

"Ah Ge, when can we have our own home? I don't want to live in this dilapidated temple anymore." 

... 

Years later, the demonic race invaded. Qingluan City was a neglected area, and a few demonic cultivators easily conquered it. There were corpses of women and children everywhere, and blood formed small streams that spread through the cracks in the bricks of the streets, making shoes particularly sticky. 

Lu Hange and Mu Nanyan survived. After the demonic race left, Lu Hange stood in the ruins and met the woman who changed his life, Lu Sheng. 

"In the stinking ditch of the alley, you were wrapped in rags, covered in blood. I pulled you out of the ditch, gave you clothes to wear, food to eat, and even went to the pharmacy to beg for medicine for you. It took a full three months for you to survive and get through that winter." 

These memories were not pleasant. To be honest, Lu Hange didn't want to recall these experiences either. People always had to look forward. But Mu Nanyan's existence constantly reminded him how much hardship he had endured back then to save an ungrateful wretch. 

Mu Nanyan's eyes widened. These memories being dug up were a torment, the greatest torment for her, the Saintess of Misty Mountain Immortal Sect: "You wanted to save me! I didn't beg you!! Besides, didn't you have selfish motives when you saved me back then? You were just raising me as a child bride." 

Lu Hange did not refute. Indeed! He did have selfish motives back then. After all, it was hard for a beggar to find a wife. Lu Hange thought he would be a beggar his whole life, and most people in Qingluan City back then were elderly, so it wasn't easy to find someone his age of the opposite sex. 

He had selfish motives, but his kindness to Mu Nanyan was also genuine. Lu Hange had never forced Mu Nanyan to do anything. If, when she grew up, Mu Nanyan didn't want to marry Lu Hange, Lu Hange wouldn't have forced her. 

"I saved you." 

"Your life is mine." 

Lu Hange stroked Mu Nanyan's cheek. Faintly, the tender face of childhood and the mature, alluring features before him overlapped. 

Ji Hu didn't know Lu Hange had such a past; she thought Lu Hange had been the Saint Son of the Three Thousand Dao Sect since childhood. 

Mu Nanyan felt Lu Hange's killing intent, so clear. She finally realized that Lu Hange wasn't here to crash the wedding, but to kill: "Ah Ge, I'll definitely listen to you from now on! I'll ask Master to arrange another grand wedding for us, and I'll always be with you, we'll have our own home." 

She panicked. 

Because Lu Hange had changed. He was no longer the Lu Hange who loved her, whose eyes sparkled with affection. 

For orphans, the most coveted thing is to have a home. This is also why Lu Hange tolerated Lu Sheng's actions again and again in his previous life, because Lu Sheng brought Lu Hange to the Three Thousand Dao Sect and gave him a somewhat warm home. 

But at this moment, the word "home" seemed particularly ironic. 

Lu Hange slowly gripped Mu Nanyan's neck, continuously exerting force, and the memory fragments in his eyes were deleted one by one: "I used to long for a home, but now, I no longer crave it." 

Mu Nanyan's eyes were filled with panic and fear. She began to struggle incessantly. But in Lu Hange's hand, her struggles seemed too weak. 

"That winter." 

"I saved you." 

"Now." 

"It's time for you to return this life to me." 

Crack! Bone fractured. Mu Nanyan's neck bone was snapped. For cultivators, a broken bone is not fatal. 

But Lu Hange continued to exert force. Mu Nanyan's neck grew thinner and thinner. Finally, the head, with its flowing black hair, was forcibly twisted off by Lu Hange and held in his hand, while the headless body slumped powerlessly to the ground. 

Mu Nanyan's soul still tried to escape, but under the sword intent's annihilation, it withered away. In the moment before her consciousness completely dissipated, she seemed to return to the stinking ditch in the alley that winter. The same despair, the same helplessness, only this time, there was no second Lu Hange to save her. 

Chapter 91: The Only Variable, the Old Sect Master Appears

Bodies separated! 

For Mu Nanyan, this was a relatively easy death. 

At this moment, Mu Nanyan's bulging eyes appeared exceptionally terrifying. Her face still held the horror from before her death, and the remnants of her half-parted lips begging for mercy still lingered. 

"Keeping your head is useful." 

"As for the body, it can be used for alchemy." 

Lu Hange glanced at the corpse on the ground, and with a flick of his hand, the body was stored in a spatial ring. 

Seeing this, Ye Feng continuously retreated. 

His eyes were filled with terror. 

In fact, it wasn't just him. 

Even Ji Hu, standing behind Lu Hange, looked at him with fear and dread. 

The former Lu Hange was not like this. 

In Ji Hu's impression, Lu Hange was a gentle and refined person. When he took her in at the Three Thousand Dao Sect back then, she had never seen Lu Hange get angry or lose his temper. 

Of course, Lu Hange had killed people. 

But the people Lu Hange killed were all heinous individuals. 

Their deaths were well-deserved. 

But now, Ji Hu found Lu Hange somewhat unfathomable. 

Although she also detested women like Mu Nanyan, if she were to kill Mu Nanyan herself, she couldn't do it with Lu Hange's calm demeanor. 

Indeed, Lu Hange killed without any emotional fluctuations. 

It was as if he wasn't killing people, but just wild chickens or rabbits by the roadside. 

Lu Hange didn't turn back, speaking softly, "Are you afraid?" 

Hearing this, Ji Hu snapped back to reality. 

The man's back before her still gave her a sense of security, though his aura had become colder than before. 

"You've changed," Ji Hu replied. 

Lu Hange finally turned around, his snow-white hair obscuring half of his eyes, making the infinite abyss within them unreadable. "Little fox, people change." 

Ji Hu looked at Lu Hange's handsome face and remained silent for a long time. 

"What have you been through these past few years?" 

Ji Hu found it hard to imagine how a man who was originally easygoing could become so cold and ruthless. 

Lu Hange paused. 

Years? 

No. 

It was five hundred years. 

For Lu Hange, it was a full five hundred years of human indifference, prolonged suffering, day and night. 

"If you're afraid of me, stay away from me from now on." 

"What I will do in the future will be far more ruthless and cruel than what I do now." 

In this world, the only person Lu Hange still cared about was Ji Hu. 

Involuntarily, Lu Hange gazed into the distance. 

There... was Yao Fan's hometown. 

A village under the dominion of a dynasty. 

If nothing unexpected happened, Yao Fan should have already passed away. Yao Fan was a half-step Mahayana realm cultivator, and his passing would also cause the heavens and earth to wail, but Yao Fan's passing would only cause the wailing of the heavens and earth within the scope of that dynasty. 

Lu Hange was too far away. 

Even if Yao Fan passed away, he wouldn't feel it. 

With Yao Fan gone, only Ji Hu remained. 

Lu Hange shifted his gaze back to Ji Hu. "Stay away from me. I'm destined to become an enemy of the entire world." 

Going against all living beings. 

Going against the Heavenly Dao. 

This was the path Lu Hange chose in this life. 

Ji Hu stared blankly at Lu Hange's figure, actually sensing a desolate and lonely emotion from him. "Is killing everyone in the Three Thousand Dao Sect and Misty Mountain not enough?" 

Lu Hange walked towards Ye Feng, his steps firm, his tone resolute. "Not enough! Far from enough! I want to kill everyone in the world! Even the Heavenly Dao, I want to kill!" 

"Are you still yourself now?" Ji Hu asked blankly. 

Lu Hange laughed. "The me now is the real me." 

Afterward, Ji Hu said nothing more. 

She looked at Lu Hange's resolute figure. At this moment, she seemed to understand something. Lu Hange was an orphaned beggar in his childhood, living a lonely and desolate life. Now, he was just returning to that kind of life. 

In mid-air, the Grand Ancestor, still entangled with Shu Qing, was instantly enraged upon seeing Mu Nanyan killed, and no longer held back his attacks. "Grand Ancestor's Compassionate Palm!" 

With one palm strike, space shattered inch by inch. 

The next second, Shu Qing's body was heavily smashed into the ground, creating a large pit. 

As the dust in the pit cleared, Shu Qing's body was half-destroyed. Only her bones remained connected to her torso, while her flesh and meridians had evaporated under the power of the palm strike. 

Compassionate Palm... its effect was anything but compassionate. 

"Grand Ancestor Sealing Art." 

Immediately after, the Grand Ancestor communicated with the Great Dao, compressing its runes onto her fingertip and pointing it at Shu Qing's glabella. 

In an instant, Shu Qing became still. 

Having done all this, the Grand Ancestor panted heavily and looked at Lu Hange. 

She and the old Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect both faced the dilemma of insufficient lifespan, and their thoughts were surprisingly consistent: to enter seclusion and break through, which would extend their lifespan if successful. 

Because of this, this old woman also had the same problem. 

That was, she dared not use spiritual power too frequently. 

Originally, the old woman didn't want to use her full power. 

But seeing Lu Hange execute the Saintess of Misty Mountain and then attempt to kill the Saint Son, she became enraged and directly used her strongest attack to subdue Shu Qing. 

The price was that she was now suffering greatly. 

Even her aged face became even more wrinkled. 

On this Grand Ancestor, Lu Hange saw a dense aura of death, far denser than the old Sect Master's, almost catching up to Yao Fan's from before. 

In comparison, the old Sect Master was the smart one. 

No matter how Lu Hange provoked him, he never thought of making a move. 

"You deserve to die!" 

The old woman's cheeks trembled with dead skin, as if she had just crawled out of a coffin. Her appearance was like a ghost from worldly怪志話本 stories. 

Lu Hange merely glanced at the old woman and continued walking towards Ye Feng. 

At this point, every step was within Lu Hange's plan. 

Of course, there was still one variable: the old Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect. 

Lu Hange knew that this person was definitely here, but had not yet appeared. 

This old Sect Master was too rational. 

Even when his confidante was beaten into such a miserable state, he still chose not to show himself, but instead continued to observe from the shadows. 

It made sense. 

Back then, when the Three Thousand Dao Sect was massacred by Lu Hange, the old Sect Master didn't even make a move against Lu Hange. Now that Misty Mountain was in crisis, it had even less to do with him. 

To put it plainly, Shu Qing was just a confidante. 

She wasn't even a true Dao companion. 

They had merely shared some passionate nights in their youth, purely for carnal desires, unrelated to love. 

However, next, this old Sect Master should appear. 

Everyone else could die, including Shu Qing. 

But for the old Sect Master, only one person could not die: Ye Feng. 

"Stop." 

A sigh. 

The next second, a figure materialized from thin air. 

Indeed! 

When it came to making a move on Ye Feng, this old Sect Master couldn't sit still. 

Chapter 92: Peak of Soul Transformation VS. Peak of Mahayana! We Cultivators, Our Spirit Soars to the Clouds!

"Finally can't sit still?" 

Lu Hange looked at the old Sect Master. 

After a few breaths, Lu Hange raised an eyebrow. 

Interesting! 

This old Sect Master actually had a familiar aura about him. In addition to spiritual power, he possessed another kind of power: demonic energy. 

Suddenly, Lu Hange remembered something. 

He had forgotten. 

The Demon Emperor and that Princess should still be in the old Sect Master's hands. 

It seemed this old Sect Master had quite a few tricks up his sleeve. 

He seemed to want to use demonic energy to extend his lifespan, and it looked like he had already succeeded in the first step: introducing demonic energy into his body and successfully integrating it with spiritual energy. 

This step was the most difficult. 

Lu Hange was an Immortal-Demonic Physique, possessing a special physique that allowed spiritual energy and demonic energy to coexist within him. 

But the old Sect Master was not an Immortal-Demonic Physique. 

His difficulty in making spiritual energy and demonic energy coexist was much higher than Lu Hange's. 

Lu Hange grew a bit more serious. 

He couldn't underestimate this old Sect Master. 

As the previous Child of Destiny, he had also received the favor of the Heavenly Dao for thousands, even tens of thousands of years. 

Even... Lu Hange was still suspicious of one thing: whether this old Sect Master also had a so-called 'system' within him. 

In his previous life, the old Sect Master died too early. 

Lu Hange had only recently emerged from the Sword Prison when he passed away, so Lu Hange didn't know if this old Sect Master had a system, but as a standard for a Child of Destiny, having a system was perfectly reasonable. 

"You can kill others," 

"But I'm taking Ye Feng." 

The old Sect Master was emotionless. 

At once, the aura of a peak Mahayana cultivator spread out. 

He didn't use spiritual power, merely released the pressure of his cultivation, hoping to intimidate Lu Hange into retreating. 

Lu Hange glanced at Ji Hu. He wasn't worried about his own safety, but if a fight truly broke out, Ji Hu, with only peak Integration stage cultivation, would inevitably be affected. 

Seeing this, some of the fear in Ji Hu's heart dissipated. 

He still cared about her! 

At least in this regard, Lu Hange was the same as before. 

At this moment, Ji Qiu finally returned to Lu Hange's side. 

In her hand, she carried a string of human flesh "grapes," each a Mahayana cultivator strung together, much like the exiles of ancient dynasties. 

These Mahayana cultivators weren't dead, but the potent poison in their bodies prevented them from using any spiritual energy, turning them into mortals. 

"Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect." 

"Peak Mahayana." 

"My suggestion is to run." 

Ji Qiu remained consistent; her primary thought was always to escape first. 

Lu Hange's eyes flickered. 

His main goal this time was also Ye Feng! 

Even if he couldn't kill Ye Feng this time, just like last time, Lu Hange still wanted to weaken Ye Feng's luck as much as possible. 

"Cang Lan!" 

"You've been in Misty Mountain all this time, why have you been hiding and not acting?" 

"Lu Hange is the Saint Son of your Three Thousand Dao Sect, and Shu Qing has a close relationship with you. If you had acted earlier, Misty Mountain wouldn't have come to this!" 

The old woman shrieked. 

Hearing this, the old Sect Master merely cast a faint glance at the old woman. 

In an instant, the old woman sobered up. 

The opponent was a peak Mahayana cultivator! 

If she truly angered him, she might not escape death today. 

Thinking of this, the old woman closed her mouth. 

However, her heart still seethed with resentment. 

"Lu Hange, I don't want to fight; it wouldn't benefit either of us. I know you have a great secret, and you know a lot about me and Ye Feng. But since you know the inside story, you should understand that we are the same kind of people." 

"All living beings under heaven are mere pigs and dogs!" 

"If you truly wish to kill, once my lifespan is extended, I can join you in killing." 

The old Sect Master didn't want to fight Lu Hange. 

He had a premonition that even if he used spiritual power, he might not be able to kill Lu Hange, and Lu Hange might even escape. 

"Lu Hange!" 

"You and I are kindred spirits!" 

"We are both destined ones, looking down on mortals from high above the clouds!" 

"Why make things difficult for each other!" 

The old Sect Master tried to persuade him. 

Suddenly, Lu Hange laughed. 

"You and Ye Feng are the same kind of people, but I am not." 

Hearing this, the old Sect Master's expression gradually darkened. 

Lu Hange glanced at Ye Feng not far away, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes, and directly asked, "Sect Master, I have a question. I wonder if you can answer it for me." 

"Is there a system in your body?" 

At these words, the old Sect Master's expression subtly changed. 

Not far away, Ye Feng froze for a moment, looking at the old Sect Master with a surprised expression. 

Seeing this, Lu Hange understood. 

The answer to the question was already very clear. 

Lu Hange's body could simultaneously accommodate spiritual energy and demonic energy due to his special physique, while the old Sect Master's body could integrate both because of the system's help. 

It seemed that systems could indeed be mass-produced. 

If Lu Hange hadn't guessed wrong, every previous Child of Destiny had a system. 

Everyone else was completely bewildered. 

System? 

What system? 

Just by looking at the expressions of Lu Hange, the old Sect Master, and Ye Feng, they knew what a system was... 

The old Sect Master's expression finally became uneasy, and his aura fluctuated. "How do you know about the system's existence? Did Ye Feng tell you?" 

"Guess." 

Lu Hange smiled mysteriously. 

Ye Feng was speechless; the system was his biggest secret, how could he possibly tell Lu Hange! 

Lu Hange placed Mu Nanyan's head into his storage ring and felt the spiritual energy in his body; it had almost recovered. This was the advantage of an alchemist: just take the pills, and let the medicine do the rest. 

Moreover, he still had Ji Qiu by his side. 

Although she was only at the Mahayana Great Accomplishment stage, with Lu Hange and Ji Qiu working together, the old Sect Master would also have a tough time. 

"I don't want to give up Ye Feng." 

"What do you suggest we do?" 

Lu Hange swung the Ancient Sword in his hand. 

The starting stance of that previous sword move had been greatly assisted by a powerful force, though Lu Hange didn't know who this force belonged to. However, back in the Sword Prison and Sword Tomb, a similarly powerful force had surged into his body, forcibly raising his cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage. 

Presumably, it was the same person. 

Killing intent flickered in the old Sect Master's eyes. 

Lu Hange's knowledge of the system's existence made the old Sect Master extremely anxious. 

Lu Hange knew too many secrets. 

This was not a good thing. 

"Do you really want to fight?" 

Demonic patterns appeared within the old Sect Master's body. 

In two months, he had become proficient in using demonic energy, even able to use it to deduce cultivation techniques. 

It had to be said that the system was quite useful. 

However, the old Sect Master didn't have much demonic energy. 

His method of acquiring demonic energy certainly wasn't through cultivation, as there was no demonic energy generated within the human territories. To obtain demonic energy, one could only seize it from demonic cultivators or demonic beasts. 

Lu Hange was eager to move. 

Honestly, he really wanted to test the old Sect Master's strength. 

Even if he couldn't win, escaping shouldn't be an issue. 

"Let's fight!" 

"Whoever wins, Ye Feng goes to them." 

Lu Hange pointed his sword at the old Sect Master, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens. 

Chapter 93: The Battle Between the Son of Rebirth and the Child of Destiny, Who is Stronger?

The old Sect Master was so angry he laughed. 

What audacity! 

He actually dared to challenge him to a duel! 

Ji Qiu quickly tugged at Lu Hange's arm. "Are you crazy, kid! He's a peak Mahayana cultivator!" 

Ji Hu also felt that Lu Hange was being impulsive. 

One should know that Lu Hange had only managed to poison the sect masters of the various sects. 

"Lu Hange, let's really run!" 

"Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't be able to escape later." 

At present, Misty Mountain's protective formation had disappeared. 

As long as Lu Hange dispelled the Immortal Trapping Array, with the demon race's speed, they would definitely be able to escape, unless the old Sect Master was determined to kill Lu Hange. 

"You two go first," Lu Hange said. 

This matter had nothing to do with Ji Hu and Ji Qiu. 

Originally, this was just Lu Hange's personal affair; there was no need to involve others. 

Lu Hange looked at Ji Hu, sliced his finger, and his blood moved through the air, forming an ancient character that floated into Ji Hu's body. 

The next second, Ji Hu felt her body lighten. 

That feeling of being restrained completely disappeared. 

"I have released the contract. You are no longer my contracted beast. After leaving this place, stay obediently in the demon beast territory. When I have killed all the humans, you can come out and move around again." 

Although today's events had little to do with the Nine-Tailed Sky Devouring Fox, the human immortal sects would definitely not let it go afterward. 

Perhaps they would even force the demon race to hand over the entire Nine-Tailed Sky Devouring Fox clan! 

Give Lu Hange some time. 

Kill all humans! 

Then there would be no such worries. 

Ji Hu's eyes were complex. 

Ji Qiu, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief. She had been dragging her feet, worried that if Lu Hange died, Ji Hu would be implicated. 

However, Ji Qiu still advised, "Your talent is extremely high. If you just calm down and cultivate, you will only need a few decades to reach the Mahayana realm. It won't be too late to kill then." 

Lu Hange shook his head. 

Cultivation through killing. 

This path was feasible. 

Moreover, if Lu Hange didn't kill all these people, his state of mind would not be smooth, and his emotions would be unsettled. During cultivation, it was inevitable that inner demons would obstruct him, which would instead slow down his progress. 

For him, killing was the best form of cultivation. 

Seeing that she couldn't persuade Lu Hange, Ji Qiu decided to leave with Ji Hu first. 

She had to ensure Ji Hu's safety; everything else was secondary. 

"I'm not leaving," Ji Hu said angrily. 

She was angry that Lu Hange had terminated the contract; she felt that being Lu Hange's contracted beast wasn't a bad thing at all. 

The next second, a pill was shoved into Ji Hu's mouth. 

Immediately after, Ji Hu fell unconscious. 

"Take her and go. I'll visit the Nine-Tailed Sky Devouring Fox when I have the chance." 

Lu Hange knew Ji Hu had a childish personality and was difficult to deal with when she was willful, so he simply fed her a sleeping pill to make her sleep soundly. 

Ji Qiu sighed. "I hope you survive." 

Young and impetuous. 

But sometimes, this impetuousness would come at the cost of life. 

Throughout history, countless astonishing talents have appeared, but more than half of them died prematurely. The reason for this was often arrogance, provoking those they shouldn't have. 

Subsequently, Ji Qiu threw all the Mahayana cultivators in her hand to Lu Hange and quickly fled. 

Ji Qiu had already decided that upon returning to her clan, they would seal themselves off for a hundred years. In the next hundred years, the human immortal sects would likely experience turmoil. 

On the other side, Ye Feng also wanted to escape. 

He had already decided that once he escaped this time, he would go to the demon race! 

Although the demon race's territory wasn't as vast as the human race's, it would greatly benefit his cultivation. Moreover, he knew many members of the demon royal family, so he would live comfortably there. 

But unfortunately, Lu Hange and the old Sect Master were both watching him. 

"If you seek death, I shall grant it!" 

The old Sect Master's demonic energy raged. 

Looking closely, two masses of black energy wriggled beneath his skin. 

Lu Hange's eyes flickered. These two should be the Demon Emperor and the Princess. The old Sect Master couldn't refine them in a short time; he could only slowly extract demonic energy from them. 

This scene stunned the Grand Ancestor of Misty Mountain. 

The Sect Master of the Three Thousand Dao Sect was actually a demonic cultivator... 

Clang! 

A piercing sound. 

A black spear directly pierced through the old woman's body. 

The old Sect Master had directly made his move. These people had seen him use demonic energy, so they had to be killed. Even if Lu Hange had spared Misty Mountain, the old Sect Master would still have massacred Misty Mountain. From this moment on, Misty Mountain's fate was sealed. 

"My... lifespan..." 

"My... spiritual... power..." 

The old woman trembled all over. 

The spear not only pierced her body but also frantically devoured her lifespan and spiritual power. 

Gradually, the old woman lost all signs of life. 

A piece of dried human skin, like tree bark, lay on the ground. 

The black spear returned to the old Sect Master's hand, feeding him the devoured lifespan and spiritual power. In just a few breaths, the wrinkles on the old Sect Master's face faded considerably. 

Seeing this, Lu Hange raised an eyebrow. "Did the system teach you this too?" 

Devouring lifespan and spiritual energy for one's own use. 

Such cultivation techniques existed. 

But the old Sect Master's method was clearly more overbearing, directly skipping the refining process and forcibly turning lifespan and spiritual energy into his own. 

Lu Hange's eyes flickered. 

No! 

It wasn't a cultivation technique. 

Cultivation techniques required operation. 

But during the old woman's absorption, neither the spiritual energy nor the demonic energy on the old Sect Master's body fluctuated. 

It was this spear! 

Lu Hange looked at the black spear. 

The old Sect Master closed his eyes, savoring the comfort brought by the increased lifespan, and let out a long sigh. "This method only treats the symptoms, not the root cause." 

Either break through the realm, or seize luck. 

Only these two paths could truly extend lifespan. 

The next second, sword intent filled the sky. 

Lu Hange attacked without warning. 

The invisible sword intent only caused a faint hum in the air, even ignoring spatial distance, reaching the old Sect Master in an instant. 

This sword strike was pure. 

No fancy sword moves. 

No grand aura of oppression. 

Lu Hange compressed his sword intent to a single point, and with the frenzied beating of his sword heart, it was silent yet utterly devastating. 

"A mere trifle!" 

The old Sect Master's eyes opened. 

He still didn't use spiritual power. 

Within inches, the sword intent solidified. 

Even from Lu Hange's perspective, the sword intent he had unleashed with such force was rapidly retreating. 

Lu Hange's eyes narrowed slightly. The old Sect Master was surrounded by countless runes. In terms of the Three Thousand Great Daos, the old Sect Master was inferior to Lu Hange, but in terms of the Dao of Time alone, Lu Hange was inferior to the old Sect Master. These time runes disrupted the normal flow of time, even achieving time reversal... 

Chapter 94: Loss? The Dao of Devouring is also one of the Three Thousand Daos! 

The light between heaven and earth instantly dimmed. 

Two months! 

In just two months, the demonic energy within the Old Sect Master had already caused such a phenomenon that altered heaven and earth. 

The black serpent swelled further, its body, originally coiled around the spear, began to extend continuously. In just a few breaths, it had stretched hundreds of meters long, and a serpent head as large as a mountain charged directly at Lu Hange, its crimson serpent eyes constantly revealing bloodthirsty red light. 

Vaguely, the head of the black giant python grew antlers. 

Upon seeing this, Lu Hange's eyes narrowed slightly. 

A snake becomes a python. 

A python becomes a flood dragon. 

A flood dragon becomes a true dragon. 

Generally speaking, this process should take thousands, or even tens of thousands of years. 

It's not difficult for a snake to become a flood dragon. 

In this world, Lu Hange had seen many flood dragons moving on the ground, even possessing some ability to fly in the air. 

But for a flood dragon to transform into a true dragon is an extremely long process, often requiring countless years of accumulation. During this process, the two most obvious characteristics are the gradual growth of dragon horns on the flood dragon's head and the emergence of dragon claws on its body. 

But at this moment, this black serpent, born from demonic energy, was showing signs of transforming into a dragon in such a short time. 

Of course, this black flood dragon was not real. 

It was merely condensed from demonic energy. 

But even so, Lu Hange still found it incredible. 

"Dragon blood." 

A resonance. 

Lu Hange paused, looking at the Ancient Sword in his hand. 

This sentence was transmitted into Lu Hange's mind by the Sword Spirit. 

"Dragon blood..." 

Lu Hange understood. 

The Old Sect Master possessed genuine dragon blood, which allowed him to derive a pseudo-dragon from demonic energy, even giving the pseudo-dragon a hint of a true dragon's essence. 

Lu Hange's eyes gleamed. 

Dragon blood! 

Although Lu Hange had not witnessed a true dragon in his previous life, the demon beast race had inherently powerful physiques from birth. The dragon race, as the most formidable and mysterious existence among demon beasts, possessed an unparalleled physical strength. 

If dragon blood were used for body refining, the effects would undoubtedly be extraordinary. 

Moreover, Lu Hange had consumed a piece of dragon bone precious blood in the forbidden area of Misty Mountain. 

With the dragon bone precious blood as a foundation, Lu Hange's compatibility with dragon blood would surely be high, certainly allowing him to avoid some pain and increase the success rate of integration. 

Good stuff! 

Instantly, Lu Hange licked his lips. 

"With the dragon bone precious blood and true dragon blood, I should be able to cultivate my physical body to the Mahayana Body in an extremely short time, and if I'm lucky, even break through to the Half-step Immortal Body." Lu Hange's cultivation was at the peak of the Soul Transformation stage, but his physical body was lagging slightly, unable to keep up with the pace of his realm advancement. 

Of course, this was also related to Lu Hange not having formally started body refining. 

So far, Lu Hange's efforts in body refining had only involved consuming many pills that enhanced vitality and flesh, as well as ingesting a piece of dragon bone precious blood. 

Suddenly, Lu Hange thought of something. 

He still had residual dragon bone precious blood efficacy within his body that had not been fully absorbed. 

At this moment, it seemed like a good opportunity. 

The next second, Lu Hange put down the Ancient Sword in his hand. 

Inside his body, a blazing bright flame rose, continuously scorching Lu Hange's body, and the familiar pain of body refining appeared. 

In the distance, the Old Sect Master's eyes flickered. 

Just now, Lu Hange had been in a state of high alert, but looking at him now, Lu Hange's body was completely undefended, full of openings. 

"No matter how profound you are!" 

"This old man will shatter it with a single spear!" 

The Old Sect Master didn't think much further. 

Cultivating to his realm, in addition to his almost invincible cultivation, he also possessed a heart that sought to dominate the world. An invincible heart was essential for every powerful expert; only by firmly believing in one's invincibility could one truly achieve it. 

Hiss, hiss, hiss~~~ 

The black flood dragon roared towards the sky. 

Endless demonic energy was squeezed out from the Old Sect Master's body and poured into the black flood dragon's body. 

Finally... it reached the critical point! 

Obvious dragon scales appeared on the black flood dragon's body, and four black claws grew beneath it. 

"Go!" 

With a command, the long spear shot through the air. 

In the blink of an eye, the entire spear disappeared into the sky. 

The nearly thousand-meter-long black flood dragon instantly arrived above Lu Hange's head and bit down on him. 

The spear hadn't disappeared, but its speed was too fast, exceeding the fastest speed Lu Hange's spiritual sense could capture. 

Pfft! 

Blood splattered! 

The black spear trembled continuously at its tail, and black blood dripped from its tip. 

In mid-air, Lu Hange hung his head. 

His body had been pierced... 

Just like the Grand Ancestor of Misty Mountain, this spear had directly pierced through his body. Although it didn't kill him directly, a terrifying suction force had already begun to devour Lu Hange's lifespan and vitality. 

Upon seeing this, the Old Sect Master breathed a sigh of relief. 

To be honest, throwing this spear was also very strenuous for him. 

Because he had not refined the Demonic Emperor and the Princess within his body, all the demonic energy was forcibly extracted from the two great demonic cultivators. The more he extracted, the more fiercely the Demonic Emperor and the Princess resisted within his body. For the Old Sect Master, this was also an enormous burden. 

But at this moment, it was all worth it! 

With this spear strike, Lu Hange could no longer turn the tables. 

In mid-air, the black flood dragon's head bit down. 

With a snap! 

But it didn't bite off Lu Hange's head. 

The Ancient Sword lay horizontally in the black flood dragon's mouth, forcibly propping open its jaws, creating an opening large enough for a person. No matter how much force the black flood dragon exerted, it simply couldn't bite through the Ancient Sword. 

Below, Ye Feng wept with joy. 

It was his first time seeing someone die and being so happy about it. 

"Lu Hange, you're finally going to die!" 

"I've waited for this day for too long!" 

"I no longer have to worry about being hunted down. From now on, in this world, I am still the Child of Destiny! Still the high and mighty protagonist!" 

Ye Feng was so excited he jumped up and down. 

His inner demon was Lu Hange. 

Since Lu Hange's appearance, his perfect life as the Child of Destiny had been completely shattered. He encountered obstacles everywhere, even leading Ye Feng to believe that his destiny had vanished. However, being able to witness Lu Hange's death with his own eyes made all the previous hardships worth it. 

Upon hearing this, Lu Hange raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Feng. 

Such a clown! 

Naive and ridiculous! 

Without him, there was still the Old Sect Master. 

For some unknown reason in the previous life, the Old Sect Master did not seize Ye Feng's destiny and passed away a hundred years later. But this life was different; the course of history had changed. Even if Lu Hange died, Ye Feng would still not escape the Old Sect Master's grasp. 

In fact, he would be even more miserable. 

Because, as a fellow Child of Destiny, the Old Sect Master understood the meaning of those four words too well. If he wished, he could completely seize all of Ye Feng's destiny without harming his life. 

Once the blessing of destiny was gone, all that awaited Ye Feng was an utterly tragic fate. 

At that time, even the Heavenly Dao would abandon Ye Feng. 

The Old Sect Master glanced at the jubilant Ye Feng, his eyes filled with ridicule, then looked at Lu Hange: "You have lost." 

Most of Lu Hange's lifespan had been drained. 

At this moment, he had transformed into an ancient old man. 

But Lu Hange grinned: "Sect Master, did you forget something?" 

Upon hearing this, a hint of unease surfaced in the Old Sect Master's heart. 

Immediately after, Lu Hange's withered body began to become plump again, and the black flood dragon in mid-air let out a mournful wail. 

"The Dao of Devouring." 

"It is also one of the Three Thousand Daos." 

Chapter 95: Terrifying! The True Strength of the Old Sect Master 

In the Three Thousand Dao Sect's ten-thousand-year history, only three astonishingly talented individuals have appeared, and their comprehension of the Three Thousand Daos reached an incredibly terrifying level. 

Coincidentally, Lu Hange was one of the three. 

To be honest, Lu Hange wasn't proficient in the Dao of Devouring. 

Compared to the Dao of Swords and the Dao of Medicine, the Dao of Devouring could only be considered a minor foray. 

However, with two experiences of refining furnace pills, Lu Hange's experience in devouring had become much richer, and consequently, his mastery of the Dao of Devouring had also become more proficient. 

At this moment, it was the Dao of Devouring that was helping Lu Hange. 

Countless runes emerged. 

These runes clung tightly to the black spear, like tiny, dense insects, devouring back the lifespan that the black spear had consumed, bit by bit. 

In mid-air, the black flood dragon's body trembled. 

Its dragon horns and claws slowly retracted, and even its dragon scales became transparent again. 

"Thank you, Sect Master." 

Lu Hange was just worrying about where to replenish his demonic energy. 

Unexpectedly, this black flood dragon presented itself. 

The black flood dragon's body continuously shrank, and its demonic energy was absorbed by the demonic heart, then refined by the demonic heart, becoming a part of Lu Hange's power. 

Upon seeing this, the Old Sect Master's veins throbbed. 

He never expected that by attacking Lu Hange with demonic energy, he would actually give Lu Hange a great advantage. 

Immediately, the Old Sect Master beckoned, intending to recall the spear. 

The black spear trembled even more violently, trying to pull away from Lu Hange's body, but the next second, Lu Hange no longer paid attention to the painfully wailing black flood dragon. He gripped the Ancient Sword in his right hand, and with a snap, the black spear was directly cut into two by the Ancient Sword. 

The broken spear immediately let out a mournful cry. 

Afterward, it completely lost its deep black luster, becoming utterly devoid of spiritual essence. 

Lu Hange stared intently at the break in the spear, and before long, black viscous liquid flowed out from its shaft. 

The Ancient Sword vibrated slightly. 

Lu Hange's eyes lit up with joy. 

It seemed this was true dragon blood. 

As an alchemist, Lu Hange naturally knew how to perfectly preserve medicinal efficacy. Now was not the time to absorb the true dragon blood; he would store it for later. 

However, the true dragon blood was somewhat different from what Lu Hange had imagined. 

Lu Hange had thought that true dragon blood would be bright and crimson, like dragon bone precious blood, but the black, gel-like blood shattered Lu Hange's idealized image of true dragon blood. 

Inside his body, the dragon bone precious blood was still boiling. 

For some reason, Lu Hange felt a slight repulsion from the dragon bone precious blood towards this mass of black true dragon blood. 

The broken spear was tossed aside by Lu Hange; this weapon had now become scrap metal, utterly worthless. 

The black flood dragon was also continuously shrinking. 

Not long after, a small black serpent wriggled in mid-air. 

After squeezing dry its demonic energy, this black serpent shattered inch by inch, turning into a pile of black powder. 

The air was somewhat silent. 

Everyone had thought Lu Hange was going to die. 

Unexpectedly, Lu Hange was the victor after this move. 

At this moment, Lu Hange looked at the Old Sect Master with considerable excitement: "Sect Master, you truly are a good person. Do you have any other good stuff?" 

Upon hearing this, the Old Sect Master's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. 

That black spear had accompanied him for many years; he had acquired it from the system's shop when he was still at the Nascent Soul stage and had been using it ever since. 

"Lu Hange!" 

"You're forcing me to use spiritual power!" 

The Old Sect Master was still restraining himself. 

Unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to use spiritual power. 

But now, he was being forced to use spiritual power. 

On one hand, any more demonic energy sent to Lu Hange would merely serve as a grand gift package for him. On the other hand, he could no longer extract demonic energy from the Demonic Emperor and the Princess. If he forcibly extracted more demonic energy, the ultimate consequence could be the Demonic Emperor and the Princess breaking through their seals. 

Below, Ye Feng's joyful expression instantly stiffened. 

Why! 

Why couldn't Lu Hange just die?! 

This immense emotional disparity drove him into a frenzy, causing him to continuously pound the ground. 

Consequently, Ye Feng lost his rationality. 

A long blade appeared in his hand, his eyes bloodshot, as he tried to rush towards Lu Hange. 

"The Heavenly Dao's judgment is truly poor." 

Lu Hange scoffed. 

The Old Sect Master didn't look at Ye Feng; he also thought the Heavenly Dao's judgment was terrible. This generation's Child of Destiny wasn't even as good as him. 

The next second, Lu Hange added with a laugh: "I mean, you and Ye Feng are both equally bad. The Heavenly Dao chose two Children of Destiny in a row, and neither of them is any good." 

The Old Sect Master's talent was poor; he cultivated to the end of his lifespan without even reaching the Half-step Immortal Realm. Ye Feng's talent was stronger than the Old Sect Master's; in his previous life, he cultivated to the Half-step Immortal Realm, but his character was too flawed. Although he had some minor cleverness, without the blessing of destiny, he wouldn't even be as good as the Old Sect Master. 

Lu Hange didn't know what the previous Children of Destiny looked like. 

But judging from these two, the Heavenly Dao's choice of people was utter garbage. 

Just then, Ye Feng screamed and charged at Lu Hange. 

Boom! 

Lu Hange kicked out. 

Ye Feng slammed into the ground like a cannonball, his aura weak, continuously spitting blood. 

Lu Hange knew his limits. 

This kick wouldn't kill Ye Feng. 

Otherwise, if the Heavenly Dao appeared, it would be a big trouble. 

Lu Hange stretched his limbs. The spiritual and demonic energy within his body had fully recovered to their peak states. In fact, due to fighting beyond his limits, his cultivation realm showed signs of a breakthrough. One more step, and he would reach the Integration stage. 

Spiritual and demonic energy descended from the heavens. 

Then, two Dharma Idols appeared behind Lu Hange. 

The Immortal Dharma Idol had clear features and wide-open eyes, its wise gaze seeing through ghosts and demons. The Demonic Dharma Idol wore a crown, and beneath its transparent body, demonic blood flowed, creating terrifying ripples. 

Upon closer inspection, the two Dharma Idols showed a tendency to merge. 

Traces of flowing demonic blood occasionally flashed within the Immortal Dharma Idol, adding a touch of enchantment to its righteous features. Meanwhile, the Demonic Dharma Idol had upright features and sharp eyes, possessing immense righteous power, as if Zhong Kui himself had reappeared. 

This scene was awe-inspiring! 

The Old Sect Master looked up slightly at the two Dharma Idols. 

His previously furious and livid expression instantly became calm and unruffled. 

"Today," 

"This old man will kill you, even if it means using spiritual power!" 

The Old Sect Master's robes billowed. He wasn't purely a sword cultivator; like Lu Sheng, he used a sword simply because it was convenient. However, at the peak of the Mahayana stage, the power a sword wielded in his hands was no less than that of the previous Sect Master of the One-Sword Sect, perhaps even stronger. 

This was pure realm suppression! 

In the blink of an eye, the Old Sect Master's appearance changed drastically. The spiritual energy within a million-mile radius was drawn into his body, forcibly reverting his appearance to his youthful days. 

A great sun rose, and myriad phenomena appeared. 

At this moment, the sun in the sky completely lost its radiance. 

The only light source in this world was the great sun behind the Sect Master—scorching, dazzling, brilliant. 

A long milky way band encircled the great sun, with countless stars being born and destroyed within it, an ultimate spectacle of life and death unfolding. Finally, it transformed into the myriad starlight in the Sect Master's eyes, as if immortal and eternal. 

Lu Hange slowly restrained his smile. 

Damn it! 

The peak of the Mahayana stage seemed terrifyingly overpowered… 

Chapter 96: Every Step a Calculation! Intelligence Crushing

For the Old Sect Master, using spiritual power was naturally not the best choice. After all, his lifespan wasn't abundant. Frequent use of spiritual power was like poking more holes in an already leaking bucket for him. But he couldn't bear it. He didn't want to see Lu Hange gloating. So, this time, the Old Sect Master got serious. 

"This old man has cultivated for ten millennia." 

"Killed countless enemies!" 

"Over a million people, demons, and fiends have died by this old man's hand." 

"You are just an insignificant mosquito. This old man doesn't care about you; you can buzz around and annoy me. But if this old man wants to kill you, you'll die without a burial place." 

The Old Sect Master raised his right hand. 

Crack! 

Space instantly clenched and collapsed. In an instant, Lu Hange's entire body's bones fractured, and his flesh was tightly compressed. The young-looking Sect Master's tender face held a pair of cold, indifferent eyes, containing myriad depths, boundless and profound. His immense power far exceeded that of a normal peak Mahayana stage cultivator. This was something Lu Hange hadn't expected. Although this level of strength was still not comparable to a Half-step Immortal Realm, this Old Sect Master had already touched the threshold of the Half-step Immortal Realm. 

What is an Immortal? The true essence of an Immortal is creation. Creating worlds. Perfecting worlds. Allowing the world one creates to possess vitality, vigor, and even complete rules and Great Daos. This is an Immortal! A Half-step Immortal Realm can only create worlds, but cannot generate spiritual energy within the created world, nor can they create living beings, much less complete the missing world rules and Great Daos. This Old Sect Master already possessed the preliminary ability to create worlds, but the constantly perishing star rivers in his eyes prevented him from reaching the Half-step Immortal Realm. The created world could not last forever. This was the Old Sect Master's flaw. 

"Any last words before you die?" 

In a flash, the Old Sect Master arrived in front of Lu Hange. Lu Hange's entire body was restrained, his bones almost crushed to powder. One had to admit, the Old Sect Master was truly terrifying when he got serious. 

"How much longer can you live?" Lu Hange mocked. Lu Hange saw it: the aura of death under countless anomalies. Moreover, as time passed, the aura of death on the Old Sect Master's body was rapidly increasing. 

The Old Sect Master scoffed, "You provoke me, making me use spiritual power, merely to watch my lifespan dwindle, to see me die." 

"You underestimate me." The Old Sect Master smiled mysteriously. Clearly, the Old Sect Master also had his own plan. Even Lu Hange's appearance at Misty Mountain Immortal Sect today, causing such a ruckus, was within the Old Sect Master's plan. Everyone was calculating against each other. Who was the mantis? Who was the oriole? Only when the dust settled would it be known. 

The Old Sect Master looked at the Ancient Sword in Lu Hange's hand and naturally took it. "This sword is truly extraordinary. Even I cannot discern its mysteries. Such a fine sword falling into your hands is truly a waste." Earlier, the cutting of the black long spear had nothing to do with Lu Hange; it was purely the power of the Ancient Sword. One must know that the black long spear was a Saint-grade weapon. Being able to easily cut the black long spear, the Ancient Sword's quality was at least one major grade higher. It seemed there were many good things in the Sword Tomb. Afterward, he could go check the Sword Tomb; perhaps he could gain even more. 

"Since you have no last words, then die." The Old Sect Master picked up the Ancient Sword, intending to kill Lu Hange. Just then, Lu Hange smiled eerily, "Sect Master, you've fallen into my trap." 

The Old Sect Master, believing he had everything under control, said, "At this point, it's laughable for you to try to trick this old man again." 

Lu Hange coughed up a mouthful of blood, his expression relaxed, "You are too cautious. If I didn't force you to use spiritual power, you wouldn't have come near me at all." 

Come near? The Old Sect Master frowned slightly. Given the vast disparity between them, what difference would it make if Lu Hange got close? 

The next second, the demonic blood in Lu Hange's body boiled, driving the residual dragon bone precious blood to its extreme, and resisting the Old Sect Master's pressure, he forcibly repaired the bones in his right hand. Lu Hange raised his right hand and reached towards the Old Sect Master's body. Seeing this, the Old Sect Master instinctively tried to stop him. 

But in an instant, the Old Sect Master's expression drastically changed. His immense power was actually temporarily suppressed, and the source of the suppression was surprisingly the Ancient Sword. Although the suppression lasted only for a fleeting second, that one second was enough for Lu Hange to reach him. 

"You're finished." Lu Hange grinned. The spot his hand reached was precisely where the Demonic Emperor and the Princess were sealed. Afterward, an endless stream of demonic energy burst forth from Lu Hange's body and poured into the Old Sect Master's body. Two black masses squirmed under his skin, frantically absorbing the demonic energy. 

The Old Sect Master's expression changed dramatically! 

"You f******..." 

At this moment, the Old Sect Master swore. He couldn't remember the last time he swore, but after realizing Lu Hange's true intention, the Old Sect Master completely dropped his pretense. 

The next second, the Old Sect Master's body began to swell. The black masses under his skin inflated his body like a balloon. The great sun fell. The starlight vanished. All anomalies rapidly disappeared. The Old Sect Master's appearance reverted from youthful to aged. Under his skin, two human faces struggled incessantly, trying to break free from his body. The Old Sect Master's body expanded further. Countless streams of black energy emanated from him. His nostrils, the corners of his mouth, his ears, and even his pores were emitting terrifying demonic energy. 

At this moment, he couldn't spare any attention for Lu Hange. The Ancient Sword slipped from his hand and returned to Lu Hange's grasp. Taking advantage of this interval, Lu Hange began frantically taking pills again, swallowing a large pile of various elixirs. Some were for healing physical injuries, others for restoring vitality and blood. 

Originally, the Old Sect Master was barely suppressing the Demonic Emperor and the Princess within his body. But under Lu Hange's scheme, the Old Sect Master diverted a portion of his spiritual power to deal with him, giving the Demonic Emperor and the Princess a chance to escape their seals. Then Lu Hange sent the demonic energy from his own body to the Demonic Emperor and the Princess. As one diminished and the other grew, the Old Sect Master could no longer suppress the Demonic Emperor and the Princess. 

At this moment, countless streams of demonic energy surged out. The Old Sect Master's mouth opened wide, as if something was trying to bore its way out. Then, two human faces scrambled to emerge. The Old Sect Master still wanted to suppress them, but he didn't dare to use spiritual power recklessly. And it was this hesitation of a mere millisecond that allowed two streaks of demonic energy to fly out of his mouth, and the world fell into a dead silence. 

"I'm finally out!" 

"Hahahahahaha!" 

"I'm going to kill you, old scoundrel." 

"The humiliation of two months of sealing must be repaid a thousandfold!" 

Two figures stood side by side. 

The Demonic Emperor. 

The Princess. 

Two peak Mahayana stage demon cultivators. 

Things suddenly became interesting. 

Chapter 97: Terrifying! Demonic Buddha Body, Thousand-Handed Demonic Buddha

"Who released us?" The Demonic Emperor was a little curious. He could feel that a very pure demonic energy had helped him break through the seal, and this demonic energy was even purer than his innate demonic energy. The next second, the Demonic Emperor looked at Lu Hange in the distance. 

At this moment, Lu Hange was retreating from the battlefield. This battle was no longer something he could participate in. He needed to wait for a situation where both sides were gravely wounded; then, his opportunity to reap the benefits would arrive. 

"It's you, kid." The Demonic Emperor's eyes narrowed slightly. That brat from the Sword Tomb. Speaking of which, he had a grudge with Lu Hange. If Lu Hange hadn't killed a wisp of his divine soul in the Sword Tomb, causing his strength to decline, he wouldn't have been so easily sealed into the Three Thousand Dao Sect Master's body. One must know that the Demonic Emperor did not belong to this world. He came from the Immortal Realm. Regardless of bloodline or cultivation method, the Demonic Emperor far surpassed the cultivators of this world. Even if the Old Sect Master was the Child of Destiny, he couldn't have sealed him into his body so easily. Moreover, during the battle, the Demonic Emperor was not alone; the Princess was also with him. 

Suddenly, the Demonic Emperor saw the Ancient Sword in Lu Hange's hand. 

"Indeed." 

"All the treasures in the Sword Tomb have fallen into this kid's hands." The Demonic Emperor grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth to Lu Hange. Seeing this, Lu Hange's vigilance rose immensely. However, the Demonic Emperor merely glanced at Lu Hange before refocusing his attention on the Old Sect Master. Clearly, rather than snatching the treasures from Lu Hange's hands, the Demonic Emperor wanted to first vent the anger he had accumulated over two months. 

On the other side, the Princess also saw Lu Hange. A hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, radiating a tenderness that left Lu Hange bewildered. 

"He saved me twice." 

Those eyes seemed to want to melt Lu Hange into her body. Lu Hange was utterly confused: "Is this woman infatuated? I've never even met her!" With Ji Hu as a precedent, Lu Hange meticulously searched his memories, even going through his five hundred years of past life memories, but found no memory fragments of him interacting with the Demon Clan Princess. Lu Hange was certain he had never met the Princess. Moreover, it was impossible for this Princess to have a contract with him. Something was wrong! The Demon Clan people all had problems with their minds. 

Thinking of this, Lu Hange distanced himself further, observing the battlefield of the three peak Mahayana cultivators from afar. The Princess understood the priorities. It wasn't too late to chat with Lu Hange after killing this old scoundrel. When her beautiful eyes turned towards the Old Sect Master, the tenderness instantly vanished, replaced by endless coldness and killing intent. She was the Princess! The purest bloodline of the Demon Clan flowed within her! Even the Demon Emperor himself was inferior to her. Yet, two months ago, she was sealed within a human Mahayana cultivator, and her demonic energy had been forcibly drained for these two months. This was a tremendous humiliation. 

"Together?" "Or shall I go first?" The Demonic Emperor licked his lips; the dozens of Dharmic Idols behind him were already impatient. Hearing this, the Princess coldly said, "Together." To be honest, Demon Clan cultivators preferred one-on-one combat. Teaming up like this would be somewhat shameful if it spread within the Demon Clan. Of course, this excluded wars. Due to this, two months ago, when they teamed up against the Old Sect Master, it was mostly one charging forward while the other waited on the sidelines, not truly coordinating their attacks. It was precisely because of this that the Old Sect Master seized the opportunity to defeat them one by one and seal them within his body. This time, the Princess had learned her lesson. Two against one! The advantage was theirs! As long as they could kill this old scoundrel, the process didn't matter. Moreover, her true goal was the Immortal Cauldron. Hearing the Princess's words, the Demonic Emperor seemed a little regretful but didn't object. He wanted to kill this old scoundrel as soon as possible and then return to the Three Thousand Dao Sect to search for traces of the Immortal Cauldron. 

"Thousand-Handed Demonic Buddha." In an instant, the Demonic Emperor's entire body was enveloped in demonic energy, continuously expanding. In the extreme darkness, the Guanyin (Avalokiteshvara) form and Bodhisattva (Buddhist deity) face of the Buddhist sect appeared. The Bodhisattva sat on a lotus. The Buddha's face raised a finger. Following this, a "卍" symbol that overwhelmed all living beings and covered the heavens firmly locked the demonic energy. The dozens of Dharmic Idols behind the Demonic Emperor now merged into an exceedingly demonic Buddhist giant statue. Looking closely at the face of this giant statue, it was one-third like a malevolent ghost, one-third like a Bodhisattva, and one-third like a Buddha. What was most startling was that this giant statue possessed over a thousand arms, shaped in the "orchid hand" mudra. 

Beside him, the Princess's expression was grave. This Demonic Emperor was not simple. Demonic Buddhas had always been mortal enemies. Their relationship was like that of spiritual energy and demonic energy, but strictly speaking, it was even more hostile. There weren't many Buddhas in this world. The human race had a Buddhist sect. But these bald monks mainly focused on reclusive cultivation; the life and death of the outside world had nothing to do with them. Therefore, the Princess didn't know much about Buddha. However, in an ancient text of the Demon Clan, a seemingly absurd history was recorded: a Buddhist son of the Buddhist sect entered the Avīci Hell and self-destructed his body, attempting to achieve liberation from the sea of suffering, but he met a Demon Clan princess. The two met and immediately engaged in a great battle, but... as they fought, they ended up in bed. When the two reappeared before the world, the Buddhist son, who once had a Buddha-like face, had grown long black hair and wore revealing clothes, losing all traces of Buddhist nature. Conversely, the Demon Clan princess had a red mark on her forehead, her seductive eyes lowered, murmuring universal Buddhist scriptures, every gesture filled with compassion. Of course, these two were naturally ostracized by both the Demon Clan and the Buddhist sect. Later, it was said that they bore a child. This child could cultivate both the Demon Clan's demonic arts and the Buddhist sect's mind methods, and even created many dual-natured cultivation techniques that were passed down. It sounded a bit like another version of the Immortal-Demon Body. But in reality, this physique was much stronger than the Immortal-Demon Body. The Immortal-Demon Body required a combination of demon and human races, and did not specifically emphasize Buddhism. Furthermore, because male human cultivators often toyed with demon women, among tens of thousands of demon women who were toyed with, there would always be a few cases of pregnancy, and among these cases of pregnancy and childbirth, an Immortal-Demon Body might appear. Moreover, the Immortal-Demon Body physique could be shaped post-natally. But the Demonic Buddha Body could not. From ancient times until now, from the Immortal Realm to other small worlds, the Demonic Buddha Body had only appeared once! Moreover, this legendary Demonic Buddha Body was said to have slept with countless women in his life, but had no descendants, and when his lifespan was exhausted, all his cultivation methods could not find a successor. The Princess initially didn't believe the records in the ancient text. After all, the combination of a demon and a Buddha was too absurd. But at this moment, when she saw the Dharma Idol behind the Demonic Emperor, she couldn't help but doubt the ancient text less, and became more curious about the Demonic Emperor's origin.