The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

The face of the humanoid poisonous insect statue squirmed for a while, and in a blink of an eye, the facial features became as flexible as those of a normal person, and its eyes looked down at the twelve temple priests below.

"He has the poison planted by my clone in his body. He must still be on the path to the void, perhaps waiting for the right time to break out."

"Since you are willing to take the risk and give it a try, I will allow you to go. There will be a generous reward for those who capture Liu Feng."

Hearing this, ten of the twelve temple priests stood up, three of them were True Immortal level Gu Immortals, and seven were Nineth Life Bodies.

Ten Gu Masters flew out of the Insect Shell Temple and headed towards the nameless underground palace.

The moment they broke into the underground palace, they left the desolate area of ​​the virtual world, and the Gu Immortal's cultivation was suppressed instantly.

As soon as this side made a move, the other forces also became restless and sent people to go back to the Xu Road one after another.

In the southeast direction, the temple here looks extremely simple and ancient, with blue bricks and gray tiles, and intricate patterns carved on the doors.

There is a statue of a deity in the temple that looks like a banished immortal. In front of the statue there is an altar and an incense burner with smoke curling up from it. Below the smoke are ten people sitting cross-legged on cushions.

There were two people approaching the statue, a man and a woman. The man had a dark face and was strong, while the woman was extremely charming. They were Wenren Zhuo and Shangguan Ya, who were looking for trouble with Liu Feng as he had said.

However, the two people who appeared here were clones, not the real bodies. Their cultivation had reached perfection and they were more than capable of dealing with those below the level of immortals and Buddhas.

As they are descendants of the ancient spirit race, even if they are at the same level of True Immortal, even if they are perfect, there are not many who can be stronger than them.

The ancient spirit clan is similar to the powerful bloodline families of today, but the difference is that the ancient spirit clan possesses innate magical powers that come from spirituality; the royal blood and even the imperial blood, the bloodline magical powers come from the bloodline.

"Now, the few parties who are thinking about Liu Feng have waited for a hundred years, and all the immortals have passed away. Each family is hindering each other, and it is difficult to allocate manpower, not to mention for a waste who has died for several lifetimes."

"I have sent people to investigate this person. He must have a master who is at the level of a leader. Otherwise, not many people except the Buddhist sect remember him. It seems that he has never become a Buddhist saint in his lifetime. At most, he is just a venerable."

When Wenren Zhuo and Shangguan Ya mentioned Master Liu Feng, their faces showed a hint of amusement. It was said that the Tanye Buddha was sealed away somewhere by someone.

Among the other eight people in the temple, a blond old man stood up and whispered, "My Lords, the other parties have sent people into Tongxu Road. Should we continue to wait here, or should we send some people in as well?"

"I don't have much time left, so I'm willing to lead people in."

Upon hearing this, Wenren Zhuo and Shangguan Ya glanced sideways at the elderly immortal.

"With your old body, even if you are not suppressed in the virtual world, you may not be able to defeat Liu Feng. If you meet him on the Tongxu Road, you will die as soon as you see him!" Shangguan Ya said bluntly.

The other eight people here are all descendants of the ancient elves, so it is hard for them to believe what they heard.

After all, he is a Taoist immortal who has transcended the Nine Realms and found his true self in the sea of ​​suffering. His body has been cleansed by immortal energy, his spirit has been transformed into a divine soul, and he has the innate magical powers of the spirit race. How could he not be able to defeat someone in the Nine Realms!
Regardless of whether they believed it or not, no one dared to disobey the words of the two direct descendants, and they continued to wait in the temple.

The desolate land is vast and the black sand is silent for eternity.

In the blink of an eye, several months passed, and none of the people sent by other parties to Tongxu Road returned. Judging from the ugly faces of the people left behind, it was probably a disaster.

On this day, the golden-haired old man of the Wenren clan was guarding the temple gate, spying on the movements of other families. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked towards the western sky.

I saw two groups of thousands of people fighting in the air, one side was wearing robes, the other side was wearing armor and holding guns, and the two sides were fighting in the pursuit.

Thousands of miles away, the remaining power of the battle swept towards this side, raising up black sand all over the sky.

Wen Renzhuo didn't need to look inside the temple. He could guess which two groups they were from just by the residual power of the magic that swept across.

"Don't pay any attention to it. It's the elders of the Seven Treasures Palace who are leading people to hunt down the people from the Demon Sealing Palace."

"The four great leaders went to the Heaven Beyond Heaven to ascend to heaven. The leaders of the Demon Sealing Palace and the Chiyin Immortal Pavilion died first. The new leader of the sect is not as strong as the old ones. This is why the opponents took the opportunity to retaliate."

Wen Renzhuo said this casually, thinking in his heart about the other two sects, Zi Yang Immortal Sect and Wuji Sword Sect. It was probably impossible for the old leaders of the two sects to come back alive.

The ten people in the temple didn't think too much about it. After all, when the two sides were fighting, it was unlikely that they would be crazy enough to attack the elves.

As the distance shortened, the two fighting parties moved horizontally to the nearby sky, and the black sand land suddenly seemed to be stirred up by huge waves.

Thousands of cultivators from both sides were fighting. The weakest cultivator had reached the eighth realm perfection. As for the ninth realm, true immortals, and even the two leading immortals, the fight was naturally more fierce.

The battle group spread out for thousands of miles from the inside to the outside, with two golden wheels that looked like tangled golden threads hanging in the sky. Each strand of the golden threads contained the pure power of will of all living beings, and the immortals on both sides were fighting for their lives to consume their power.

But just when the two sides were fighting fiercely, the two immortals, Yidao and Wu, paused their movements, and retreated with the help of the divine wheel of willpower, putting some distance between them.

Seeing the leading elder shift his gaze to the sky, the monks from both sides looked up at the same time.

There are seven temples, a blood cloud and a small island. There are nine other forces here. The people in the temples also appear outside the temple gates at the same time.

In the sight of everyone, a dazzling blood light appeared in the sky at some point.

Then, this spot of blood spread out, and in an instant it spread over thousands and tens of thousands of miles, beyond the vision limit of an immortal.

The sky was filled with blood light that covered an area of ​​desolate land. Nine hundred blood-red figures first emerged from the depths of the blood light. Soon, each of these figures held a sword and danced in the air above the sky.

People coming from all sides, including the monks from the Seven Treasures Palace and the Demon Sealing Palace who were still fighting a moment ago, came to their senses in an instant, and rays of light shot straight into the sky.

At the same time, among the nine hundred bloody figures, seven broken sword fragments shot in all directions, and a piece of it fell to the ground nearby, directly crushing the wasteland for a thousand miles.

“Such a strange phenomenon is most likely caused by the death of the old leader of the Wuji Sword Sect. Each of those nine hundred bloody men is a drop of the leader’s blood. We can’t snatch the broken sword, so it will be enough for us to fight for one or two drops of blood before the elders from all parties come over.” Wen Renzhuo explained in a deep voice, riding a lightning spear into the air.

Shangguan Ya also wanted to join in the fight, but after thinking for a moment she felt that it was inappropriate.

"Brother Wenren, Liu Feng has not left Tongxu Road for a hundred years because he is waiting for the right opportunity. If all parties here compete for the leader's blood essence, he will probably take this opportunity..."

She thought of this possibility, but before she finished her words, a child with a bun appeared in front of the ground and sky exit under the black desert.

Shangguan Ya recognized at a glance that this girl was not one of the people who went against the flow, because the child was an evil spirit with a foul aura.

"Who are you? If you want to leave this place, first open up your inner world for us to see."

The three true immortals of the Spirit Clan rushed away first, and the immortal maidens of the Emperor's Palace flew out of the temple soon after. Then the Immortal Clan and several other forces also sent out people one after another.

In front of the nameless underground palace made of bones, flesh and blood, the little girl with a bun-like haircut stared at the seventeen approaching true immortals with contempt in her eyes.

As she stepped into the virtual world, her aura rose, and her eyes soared to the perfection of a true immortal.

Because there is no temple for her in the virtual world at present, and she is a reincarnated body, she cannot recover to the peak level of the second body immortal king in one go. But as long as she rebuilds the temple and collects the willingness of all living beings to advance her cultivation realm, she will be able to recover to the peak sooner or later, which is much easier than for ordinary immortals to cultivate to the level of immortal king.

"It seems like we came out at the right time, big brother, let me get you two drops of the leader's blood to feed the Gu."

The girl with the bun-shaped hair was Liu Xiaoxiao, the reincarnation of Holy Mother Yanyou. She talked to herself, saying that as the spirit race wished, the inner world would open up.

However, what was thrown out from the gap in the inner world was not a single living person, but thousands of blackened skeletons.

In an instant, an extremely strong smell of decay and filth surged out and turned into black mist visible to the naked eye.

The seventeen True Immortals who were rushing towards them crashed into the black fog. Their bodies and souls were corroded, black blood flowed out of their seven orifices, and their cultivation level plummeted.

Liu Xiaoxiao stepped on empty air, and seventeen Taoist immortals who were invaded by the black fog were directly trampled into pieces.

Taking the next step, the petite figure rushed towards the bloody figure above the sky.

Shangguan Ya and Wenren Zhuo could not help but frown when they saw the ferocious evil spirit. The realm of their clones who came here was not inferior to that girl, but the sophistication of the methods they displayed was far inferior.

There is only one possibility, that is, this little thing is the incarnation of an old monster, and its original realm is likely to be one major realm higher than their original body.

"Is it an old monster that came out of Tongxu Road, or did she come from the great world? Don't make an enemy of her first, just inform your clan about this." Wen Renzhuo took out the jade talisman for transmitting sound, while controlling the lightning spear to continue ascending into the air.

Although Shangguan Ya suspected that the evil girl might be in cahoots with Liu Feng and that she was carrying a treasure that could hold Liu Feng, she was helpless against her at the moment.

She snorted softly, not wanting to miss the leader's blood essence, and turned into a ray of spiritual light that shot up into the sky.

At this moment, nine hundred bloody figures spread rapidly along with the blood light, extending from ten thousand miles to one hundred thousand miles.

All over the wilderness, cultivators and disciples from sects who usually hide deep in the inner world all show up at this time to compete for this rare opportunity.

Seizing the leader's essence and blood, the blood, bloodline, and vitality in the blood are actually secondary. The key point is that the blood may contain the leader's obsession and spiritual insights.

Above the ninth realm, one can become an immortal or a Buddha, comprehend the creation of heaven and earth, and the key is to realize the truth. If one can realize it, the world will be vast for one’s practice. If not, one will stop where he is and waste his life.

In a moment, more and more figures broke into the depths of blood light above the sky, increasing to tens of thousands.

Liu Xiaoxiao was chasing a bloody figure that was closer. The divine thoughts between her brows were spread out like a big net. Only after the bloody figure with a sword broke through thousands of layers of the divine thoughts net did she succeed.

After taking a drop of essence blood, the petite body flashed and hurriedly chased after another bloody figure.

In her arms, there was a palm-sized insect shell palace. The door of the palace was a crack, and a pair of eyes were peeking at this world from behind the crack.

At this time, inside the Insect Shell Palace.

The demon Liu Feng stood closest to the door crack, and the Second Heavenly King Fashi beside him could not hide his excitement.

Even this old Buddhist cultivator could hardly control himself, but the others, such as Yuanming, the Yu brothers and sisters who were in the early ninth realm, and the weakest Yuan Caihe and the two dwarfs, all showed joy on their faces, staring straight at the black sand outside and the boundless strange phenomena of heaven and earth.

Ouyang Shuiling looked at the Nine Realms fighting outside, even the immortal and Buddha level fighting that she had never seen before, and advised: "Brother Liu, ask the Holy Mother Yanyou to take us away quickly. If we delay to covet the essence and blood of the leader, we might encounter a strong enemy. Brother, you have to improve your Gu Dao, just explore the interior of this insect palace."

The demon Liu Feng had an indifferent expression. He had not seen any death yet, and there were no powerful immortals or Buddhas targeting Holy Mother Yanyou. It would not be a problem to just snatch two drops of the leader's blood.

As for breaking the restrictions inside the Insect Palace and obtaining the inheritance within, he has never stopped in the past hundred years, and now he is gaining insights in front of the third level of the palace complex.

Ever since he accepted the Insect Shell Palace, he realized that Ouyang Shuiling was indeed not the inheritor. After going deeper and deeper, he realized that in order to truly take over the Insect Shell Palace, he would have to go really deep.

Given his current state of mind, it was obviously impossible for him to do so. He could only temporarily take some spiritual objects from the palace complex to improve his cultivation.

During the hundred years of cultivation in Tongxu Road, he made no progress in Buddhism and spiritual cultivation, but in Gu Dao, thanks to the medicinal mud and a volume of insect scriptures in the Insect Palace, he made a small progress in just a hundred years and reached the middle stage of the ninth life.

He also obtained a five-element mirror and a set of armor made from insect shells.

The two external objects, like the Four Symbols True Immortal Flags, can be used by all paths and are also immortal treasures.

In addition to the improvement of his cultivation, his first generation royal blood has further grown stronger. He estimates that if he can kill some more royal blood clansmen with pure blood in the virtual world, he will be able to transform his blood into superior royal blood.

"Yu Xia, are you familiar with the wasteland? Which direction should we escape to now? Is there a good place to hide?" The magic Taoist Liu Feng turned to the woman behind him.

Yu Xia was the same as always, tall, thin, and shriveled, with a look of sorrow on her face.

She was the only person here who was not happy about coming to the Virtual Realm. She forced herself to cheer up and explained, "The Desolate Realm is the area with the least number of living beings in the Virtual Realm. If we don't count the immortals and Buddhas from other areas, it would be hard to find an immortal or Buddha in the Desolate Realm even if you travel a million miles."

"If you want to hide temporarily and don't mind the thin spiritual and immortal energy, you can go north."

Liu Feng secretly pondered the pros and cons. If he wanted to practice faster, he would choose a place with rich spiritual and immortal energy. However, at the moment, it was more suitable for him to go to a remote place.

Otherwise, if he met some enemies from his previous life while he was still in the ninth realm, he would be in danger of death.

On the side, the six members of the Rong family were still having a hard time getting over their joy. It was a hundred years late, but the result was undoubtedly what they had dreamed of.

Liu Feng only took a few benefits from them and let them come to the virtual world together.

It is rumored in the world that Liu Feng is a cruel and insane demon. But in their opinion, it is not an exaggeration to say that a powerful cultivator with such a temperament as Liu Feng is a good man.

"I would like to express my gratitude to Fellow Daoist Liu. What Miss Yu said is correct. To the north is indeed a remote place where immortals and Buddhas are rarely seen. That is also where our ancestors lived." The skinny old woman of the Rong family said with a sincere bow.

Behind her, five eighth-level juniors bowed together, feeling awe towards Liu Feng from the bottom of their hearts without even a trace of jealousy.

"Your Rong family ancestor?"

Liu Feng pondered for a moment, thinking that the ancestors of the Rong family had lived in a remote place for a long time, and should know the hiding place in the north of the wilderness better than Yu Xia.

Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "You try to contact your ancestors. We will go there soon. When we get there, we will have to trouble your ancestors again."

The skinny old woman suddenly became more delighted, because she knew very well that her ancestors were not doing well in the virtual world.

Bringing back someone with such great fortune as Liu Feng would never mean that Liu Feng was taking advantage of her ancestor. On the contrary, her ancestor's cultivation might be able to reach a higher level because of Liu Feng's appearance.

(End of this chapter)