The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

The dark and dirty scene spread out in all directions like a curtain.

The divine palace in the sky disappeared, becoming a part of the illusion of obsession, and a crescent moon appeared in the sky.

The entire Shinto world fell into darkness at this moment, becoming dim and lightless.

From the time they escaped from the Divine Court to the time the illusion spread, it only took a short half a minute, which was not enough time for all the foreign monks to escape.

Numerous rays of light fleeing towards the gap between heaven and earth flew wildly like twinkling stars, and those left behind were successively submerged in the illusion.

In the front of the crowd of cultivators are the saints and holy maidens from all sides who have divine weapons to protect them.

Qin Zhilan and Sikong Dujiao were also rushing to the gap they had come from. From behind they heard extremely miserable wails and the continuous sounds of flesh and bones breaking. Thousands of cultivators were having their tendons and bones pulled out, including some immortals and Buddhas.

"The contemporary Taiwei Emperor has achieved the realm of a Divine Lord, and is catching up so fast!"

"Whose obsession is this illusion coming from? Could it be the ancestor of the Duan family?"

The two disciples looked nervous, they were still at the stage of True Immortal Perfection, if they were caught up by the evil god who was comparable to a double-bodied immortal, it would definitely be more painful than death.

Yunmeng's incarnation hung on the two artifacts, looking back at the darkness behind him with a thoughtful look.

The illusion was horrific, like a world filled with corpses, all living creatures slowly decaying and disappearing, and giving rise to all kinds of evil things and evil spirits.

The monks who were blinded by the illusion of obsession, together with the remaining people of the Taiwei Divine Dynasty, all living beings were transformed into evil spirits and were swept towards the evil dragon by an invisible force.

Yun Meng raised her eyes and stared at the crescent moon hanging in the illusion. Even with her state of mind after practicing for tens of thousands of years, she still felt an indescribable panic.

After looking at the moon for a short while, she actually found that her own soul was weakening. The spirit, which was only a spirit but no flesh and blood, seemed to be stripped of its vitality.

"What on earth did the Duan family's ancestor go through? Is this person's obsession and illusion a figment of his imagination, or is it real?"

"Duan Qingliang has this ancestral relic. After leaving this world, he can just go through a void passage. I'm afraid that several elders of the same realm can't stop him."

Yun Meng looked at the white crescent moon in the sky again and again. He could not calm down and became more and more eager to enter the realm of the second immortal body.

The great abyss of heaven and earth overflowed, the yin energy of the virtual world erupted many times in succession, and today she saw this strange obsession illusion again, she couldn't help but worry.

"Master, many people are not rushing to the gap between heaven and earth. They seem to be tracking the man named Liu." Qin Zhilan pointed to the south.

"They are all forces that have seen his great supernatural powers before. They suspect that he has a great opportunity and are greedy for it."

Yun Meng regained his indifferent expression, quickened the mobilization of the power within the divine weapon, and fled to the gap with his two disciples.

The evil hands, as dense as a swarm of insects, blocked most of the gap between heaven and earth. If they went over there would inevitably be another fight.

If they escape too slowly, the monks who fall behind and die tragically will become the supplements for the evil object on Duan Qingliang's body.

The evil dragon grew larger and larger, with countless hands of all sizes.

Duan Qingliang's real body rushed towards a gap in the sky and earth. Three newly promoted Shenting Zhenjun, who were comparable to mid-stage immortals, turned into three divine lights and flew to the south.

The fact that these three gods were able to cultivate to the middle stage of divine law and divine sovereignty was due to his breakthrough into the realm of divine monarch, and they picked up some of the leftovers that he didn't want.

It was strange that the young man used great magical powers to kill him, but it was not necessary to capture him. Sending three mid-stage gods was already a sign of great importance. The key now was that he broke into the virtual world first, and there was no time to waste.

The foundation of the big sects and clans is not something he can shake at the moment, so he needs to hide for a while in the virtual world.

……

At this time, it was more than 100,000 miles away to the south.

Nearly twenty perfect true immortals and several newly promoted immortals from all parties were tracking the three figures in front from a distance.

They didn't dare to get close, they just controlled the magic weapon in the air and kept their eyes on the direction of the two freaks. Once they got outside, the elders would catch them.

The divine weapon flew through the air, displaying a variety of escape techniques.

Flying thousands of miles ahead of the various divine artifacts were Liu Feng, Yuwen Shangwu, and Ningxiang who followed them.

The rest of the people, including Blood Spirit Zhou Wan, were temporarily thrown into the inner world.

"It's endless, Brother Liu. Since Old Man Duan isn't chasing us anyway, we can just turn around and kill these followers, and then kill Old Man Duan's useless son while we're at it." Yuwen Shangwu glanced back with murderous intent.

Liu Feng ignored it and stared intently, and saw three divine lights chasing after him.

He was not afraid of the three mid-stage gods, but it would be better for him to leave this world as soon as possible and not stay any longer.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from underground.

"Fellow Daoist, follow me downstairs. I will help you escape from the pursuers."

Liu Feng recognized the voice of the killer god he had encountered when he first came to this world. At that time, he only took the fragments of the god's golden body and the elixir, and did not kill the other party.

Three mid-stage gods were about to catch up with him. Without hesitation, he called out to the two people beside him and hid underground on the spot.

Yuwen Shangwu reacted very quickly, and his "annihilation" witchcraft manifested a black fog covering dozens of miles, blocking the tracking spiritual consciousness and erasing the breath left by himself and others.

After a moment, the three followed the message from the Killing God's Ten Thousand Souls and went down to the Earth Spirit Court underground.

Unlike two months ago, the place was now shrouded in fog and filled with a strong foul air.

A thousand-armed god appeared in front of Liu Feng. When they met again, this murderous god had gone one step further and cultivated to a divine realm comparable to his master.

However, the Killing God Wanhun looked in pain, and many parts of his golden body had turned black, contaminated by the fragments of the God Ancestor's golden body.

"Wan was so eager to achieve success that he refined the fragments of the God Ancestor's golden body. I am afraid that he will become a puppet without his mind."

"Fellow Daoist and I have a good relationship, so I am here to see you off."

Liu Feng took a closer look at the Golden Body of Ten Thousand Souls. He didn't know much about the ancient gods, nor had he personally refined the fragments of the Golden Body of the God Ancestor. He was powerless to do anything about the pollution on this fellow Daoist Wan.

He didn't say much, just simply bowed.

Wanhun led the three of them and took a detour through the Earth Spirit Palace, avoiding the Earth Spirit Gods and evil spirits along the way.

After traveling for about half an incense stick, there was no longer any artifact or monk following behind.

After breaking out of the ground, the three persons and the spirit continued to move south. Within a moment, a desolate old forest appeared, and a gap in the sky above the forest was slowly closing.

At this point, Yuwen Shangwu's face darkened.

Because in front of the gap, four gods, four monks, and a figure in a python robe shaped like a palm, seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

The gap was filled with evil spirits, and there were countless hands inside and outside.

They did shake off the cultivators from all sides who were pursuing them, but they did not get rid of Duan Renmiao and the gods in the Shenting.

When he suspected that the God of Killing was cheating, Duan Renmiao on the opposite side had already shouted angrily.

"You bastard dare to help outsiders. I will deal with you later. You all come together to capture Liu Feng." Liu Feng sighed in his heart, not because of the inevitable battle, but because he had the ability to escape.

He was lamenting the fate of Wanhun. As expected, this murderous god was controlled by Duan Qingliang and could not escape. Now he was caught by Duan Renmiao, so it was very likely that he could not even be a puppet.

"What are you still thinking about? The gap is getting smaller. You and I should join forces to break out." Yuwen Shangwu's body swelled up, and the black lightning entangled into lightning spears, and he used Taoism again.

The Buddha power in Liu Feng's body decreased by another 20%, and thousands of whirlpools like Buddha wheels appeared at the same time. A golden circle encompassed all the whirlpools, and the great magical power that looked like a magic weapon was pushed forward.

The black lightning spears cleared the way and the giant wheel swept across. Hundreds of miles of barren mountains and old forests were turned into dust and completely wiped out before the two men's magical powers.

The three newly promoted gods on the opposite side were not willing to be outdone. Their kingdom of gods covered all directions, and their divine ways and magic all appeared.

The area of ​​several hundred miles between the two sides was instantly filled with the colliding divine powers and the methods of immortal Buddhas.

Liu Feng and Yuwen Shangwu didn't wait for the remaining power to dissipate, and rushed in brazenly. One of them performed the "annihilation" witchcraft, and the other had Taiyin divine thunder flashing between his eyebrows, and a white beam of light in his palm covered the front.

Earlier at the exit of the Divine Court, all parties witnessed the Taoism and great supernatural powers of the two men, but they did not know that they also had powerful methods.

Especially when he saw Liu Feng holding the Divine Eye in his hand, it was unclear how much he was affected. The trace of fear that Duan Renmiao had suppressed before reappeared on his face.

"The Divine Eye restriction is beyond his control. If he uses the Divine Eye, he will be stripped of his vitality by the white light. Why doesn't he seem weak?"

When the white beam of light came, Duan Renmiao did not dare to confront the two freaks head-on. He left behind his monks and gods and retreated to the left, leaving a gap between heaven and earth.

"What's the point of keeping you!"

"No wonder, my child. He, he is not an ordinary person. Father, please forgive me."

The parasitic old face scolded repeatedly, and the father and the son fought for the body on the spot, and like a madman in a rage, they attacked Liu Feng with the Taoist magic of corpse immortals.

In front of the gap, Liu Feng and Yuwen Shangwu were blocked by four gods, while Liu Dai and other four puppet monks scattered behind them and only dared to attack from a distance.

One person has to fend off two gods and two newly promoted immortals. In this situation, Liu Feng still has some strength left.

The two witchcrafts of "Life Devouring" and "Erosion of Void" were used at the same time, and void worms crawled out of the body. Human or demon figures bulged out one after another in the madly growing flesh and blood.

The Buddhist teachings, the magical powers of the demons and immortals, all poured towards the mad Duan Renmiao.

Witnessing the great battle in front of the gap between heaven and earth, Ningxiang suppressed the throbbing in her heart.

He did not care about the injury he had suffered from the Holy Son of the Linjiao clan. With the red Yin energy surging in his palm, he was also trying to use Taoism.

The Killing God Wanhun was not afraid at all, and there was a look of relief in his eyes. His golden body dissipated inch by inch like candle oil, and in return he gained unprecedented divine power, and he killed the group of evil spirits that blocked the gap.

Above the crushed barren forest, the power of Shinto and that of immortals and Buddhas clashed repeatedly.

When the many consumables in Liu Feng's body were drained one by one, two gods blocking his way were gone, a mad god with a black golden body and a mid-stage god comparable to a mid-stage immortal. They died at his hands one after another.

A newly-born immortal also had his soul shattered by his Taiyin Divine Thunder.

Yuwen Shangwu, who also had a great opportunity, pales in comparison and only killed two newly promoted immortals who were blocking his way.

Compared with the previous battle in front of the exit of the Divine Court, the helpless Liu Feng, except for not using the All-Spirits Buddhist Beads, was truly using all his means and showing his true strength.

Because of this, Yuwen Shangwu unconsciously kept a distance from him. When he glanced at Liu Feng from the corner of his eye, he felt both displeased and fearful.

Obviously after this battle, he also realized that he was now far inferior to Liu Feng. If they were to fight face to face, he would definitely not be the opponent and could only run for his life. If he was attacked from behind, he might not even have time to escape.

The divine eye in his palm glowed white. When Liu Feng stood in front of the gap between heaven and earth, Duan Renmiao, the remaining two gods, and Liu Dai had already retreated to the side.

After looking into Duan Renmiao's old face, the old man didn't know what to think. He didn't look at the divine eye in his hands, but was staring at his flesh and blood body.

"I have deliberately collected most of my vitality and transferred it to the Gu group, but there is no guarantee that Duan Qingliang will not get suspicious. When I reach the virtual world in the future, it is best to avoid them until I am strong enough!"

Before turning to the gap between heaven and earth, Ningxiang and Shashenshen had already cleared away most of the evil spirits.

He flipped his hand and pressed out several times to get rid of the last bit of evil spirit, then took a step towards the gap.

Outside is the virtual world, and this place is very likely the inner world of a god comparable to the level of a cult leader. Entering and exiting is like walking through a funnel, difficult to come in but easy to leave.

But the gaps everywhere were shrinking, and feeling the obstruction when leaving, Liu Feng knew that with his Buddha power comparable to that of a mid-stage Venerable, if he came later, Ningxiang would be able to leave, but he and Yuwen Shangwu might not be able to get out.

Finally, he took a look at the killing god whose golden body was slowly dissipating, nodded to the other party, and Liu Feng rolled up a vortex of void, taking Yuwen Shangwu and Ningxiang away.

In the back, Liu Dai, who was born as a blood spirit, had a complicated look in her eyes. She stared at the place where Liu Feng disappeared for a long time, unable to look away.

Offending this man out of greed was the thing she regretted most in her practice so far. After witnessing Liu Feng's terrifying power with her own eyes, she couldn't even think of revenge.

It is not difficult to imagine that after so many years, she is still a puppet controlled by the Duan father and son, while Liu Feng is likely to become a strong man comparable to the elders of the major sects.

An old man's cold snort suddenly interrupted Liu Dai's thoughts, and she saw a piece of rotten meat flying out of Duan Renmiao's abdomen and falling on Wan Hun.

"You want to die, but I won't allow it. You helped to let the person go, and I will use you as bait to fish him out someday."

The consciousness of the Killing God Wanhun became confused, and the old man's majestic voice resounded through his sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, and a feeling of sadness arose spontaneously.

"There is no escape..."

……

Virtual world, northern part of divine territory.

The mountains are continuous, and the yin energy of the earth is rising. It seems that the yin energy is endless, so that the moonlight cast from the sky becomes increasingly ethereal and unclear.

Normally, few people would set foot in the deep mountains here. However, in recent days, monks from the Divine Realm have come here one after another, but after searching for a while, they all returned empty-handed.

Under the hazy moonlight, a large number of monks came here again that day, and the figures of monks covered in black robes flew through the air.

The bodies of these people looked like randomly molded dolls, and some even looked like a small piece of flesh torn from a ball of flesh and blood.

"The Huangquan Sect has revived, and its ruins have appeared in various regions. I heard that the ones who took over the inheritance of the Huangquan Sect are the immortals and Buddhas under Liu Feng, and there are also some inheritors of the Insect Temple."

"There has been a strange phenomenon of a sudden decrease in Yin energy in the Chaoping Mountains of this divine domain. There must be a site of the Huangquan Sect. Liu Feng's return to the virtual world is most likely to appear in the divine domain."

"Master Daozi didn't catch Liu Feng, and ordered us to come here to investigate. I think he intends to rob the spiritual objects in the Huangquan Sect ruins."

The more than ten thousand black-robed figures were exactly the subordinates of Taishu Changtian, the Taoist master of the Pantheon.

Behind the Pantheon disciples, there were several merchant ships suspended in the air, and more than 6,000 monks from the Tianbao Chamber of Commerce who had surrendered to the Pantheon had arrived.

On the boat in the middle of the three boats, Taoist Taishu Changtian was sitting cross-legged at the bow, with two envoys from the palace and the elders of the Chamber of Commerce behind him, and there was another cage further back.

There were more than ten people trapped in the cage. In addition to the gloomy-looking inheritors of the Insect Temple, a plump woman in monk's clothes was quite eye-catching.

Also captured by the Pantheon, more than a dozen inheritors of the Insect Temple were respectful to this woman dressed as a nun, as if she were their mistress.

(End of this chapter)