The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

One in front and one behind, two figures approached the emperor's corpse at an angle at the same time.

Although Yuwen Shangwu is one level lower than the half-dead Yao Suxiang, he is currently stronger.

The two of them were getting closer, not giving Yao Suxiang the chance to use the teleportation technique. Yuwen and Shangwu activated their cultivation and used Taoist magic and witchcraft together.

"What do you have to fight with me? Get lost."

The black fog brought up thunder, filling the gaps in the soil and blocking Yao Suxiang's way forward.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yuwen Shangwu successfully landed on Longying's head.

Sensing it from close range, it is indeed an empty shell, devoid of any spirituality.

He didn't have time to hesitate and quickly grabbed it from the air.

However, this force exerted from a distance could not shake the corpse, but it did crush a large layer of soil underneath the corpse, and the corpse seemed to be connected to the earth.

"A pile of bones that has survived for hundreds of thousands of years, can it still resist the power of an immortal like me?"

He was surprised and mobilized more of his cultivation. His blood and physique also expanded, and his body swelled instantly.

At the moment when he focused his attention on the corpse, a wave of void spread out from behind him, and Yao Suxiang passed through the black fog and thunder.

With red eyes, the woman immediately used her bloodline magical power. Her target was not the emperor's corpse that was unable to be moved, but the dragon seal held in the palm of the corpse.

Yuwen Shangwu unfolded his demonic body and was about to lift up the corpse along with the thousand feet of soil underneath and put them into the inner world, when he saw the dragon seal in the corpse's hand disappear.

"Bitch, I'll deal with you later."

With a curse, the demon's body glowed with blood and he slammed his arms downwards.

With a loud "boom", thousands of feet of soil collapsed.

Then he pulled his arms upwards, but still couldn't move it.

At this life-and-death moment, there is no time to lose.

Yuwen Shangwu did not hesitate and mobilized all his alien witchcraft. The black mist enveloped the emperor's corpse and he also grabbed the corpse with his arms, determined to use all his strength to attack.

Behind, Yao Suxiang approached within a thousand feet, holding the Dragon Seal in her hand.

She used her bloodline ability again, but still failed to move the emperor's corpse. The more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, the huge demon in front roared, its body shrank to the size of an ordinary person, and its facial expression changed drastically.

In a short breath, this person's expression changed more than ten times, as if he was switching back and forth between two different people.

One was furious and terrified, the other was dignified and calm.

"The old man's spirit is gone, but he's still alive? No... It's not possession, it's a soul technique that replaces the memory of others with one's own memory!"

Yao Suxiang shrank back in shock. She remembered a method similar to copying one's own memories into other people's souls and asking them to continue one's own will.

This method is not about taking over another's body, but it is like recreating yourself. It is not unfamiliar to those who are immortal or above.

But with her experience, she didn't know what kind of method could last for hundreds of thousands of years after the cultivator himself died, and could instantly subdue an immortal.

However, she understood it in a moment. The owner of this corpse was definitely not an ordinary leader when he was alive.

"It was a close call. I almost fell into the hands of the old guys. These old guys are really cruel. They left behind a fake with his own memories. What does it have to do with him?"

Yao Suxiang didn't dare to look closely, and teleported towards the white jade bridge.

After getting the Dragon Seal, her vitality was mostly stopped. It must be a good treasure, but now was not the time to explore it in detail.

"Young man, how dare you steal my imperial seal? Leave it here!"

A dull roar entered his ears, and the forbidden magic of the demon sect spread in all directions. At the same time, the power of the immortal sect increased by 70%.

Yao Suxiang was at a slightly higher realm, having practiced both Taoism and talismans, and she used a Taoist technique to dissolve the restriction, but it was beyond her ability to resist.

The evil spirit spread over a thousand miles in an instant. Just when she was about to be imprisoned by the forbidden spell, the chirping of an insect belonging to the strange poison sounded in Yuwen Shangwu's body, revealing a sense of rejection.

The cultivation in Yuwen Shangwu's body was interrupted, and the power of the forbidden technique weakened.

Yao Suxiang was terrified and quickly teleported away.

"You are just a nobody, and you dare to disobey me."

A majestic and cold snort sounded behind her. The moment before Yao Suxiang left, she saw the corpse float up and attached itself to the body of the strange Gu Master. The imperial robe was also worn by this person.

The shrill sound of the Yidao Gu suddenly disappeared, as if it was forcibly suppressed.

On the other side, above the broken dragon vein.

From Ju Hanyan's perspective, he found that Yuwen Shangwu's expression was not stable yet and he still showed a slight struggle.

After all, they are two immortals protected by the strange poison, and they have left behind magic techniques that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years. It is difficult to completely erase the host's original memory in a breath.

If you listen carefully, you can hear two different tones of voice, which contain two different obsessions of memory.

"I, Yuwen Shangwu, will surely rise above all other living beings, and the evildoer named Liu will be trampled under my feet sooner or later."

"I am Emperor Zhao Qixian. Heaven wants to destroy the Holy Xiayin Dynasty. I will not allow it. Imperial Master... I want to see the results of the great plan you promised me even after my death..."

At this moment, the two obsessions happened to be directed at the same person. By chance, there was less opposition and the expression became stable.

Sensing that Yuwen Shangwu's cultivation level was rising steadily, Ju Hanyan felt that something was wrong, and his cultivation level started to activate, causing his figure to become distorted and blurred.

"Outsider, die."

Another forbidden magic spell was unfolded, more exquisite than the previous one. The demonic energy manifested the patterns of ancient forbidden magic spells, and in the blink of an eye, it froze the area within two thousand miles.

Ju Hanyan teleported halfway and was forcibly pulled out of the void barrier. His body was shattered and the protective methods on his body were useless.

A Taoist monk of the late immortal stage, Dongxu, was destroyed in this way.

A figure in imperial robe flashed over, opened his mouth to swallow the vitality in the blood mist, and took over the magic weapon.

In just two breaths of time, Yuwen Shangwu, or Zhao Qixian, the third emperor of the Xiayin Holy Dynasty, had already reached the level of immortal perfection in his magic cultivation.

He looked around at the shattered land, then raised his eyes upwards, and saw rotting corpses falling everywhere.

"What year is it today? Is this my Holy Dynasty? Where is the current ruler? State Master... Daoxuzi, have you deceived this emperor?"

Looking at the countless rotting corpses, the figure in imperial robes showed confusion in his eyes, followed by rage.

……

Above the broken earth, white light shone from underground.

Eight figures rushed out of the ground, including the ancestors of several families in the ruins, the Taoist priest on Dongxu Island, or Niangniang Shenyin and Jiang Qingxuan.

It was all in vain, none of them could take away the white moon.

The eight people rushed towards the White Jade Bridge together, and in a flash they traveled six or seven thousand miles.

After a moment, the White Jade Bridge came into view ahead, and two Taoist weapons were fighting each other at the end of the bridge.

The night covered the sky for thousands of miles, and from top to bottom, darkness fell like a treasure box.

The blood moon below burst into blood light, which in turn suppressed the darkness, and the moonlight shone on the black square box itself.

It turned out that when the eight people tried to seal Bai Yue, a fight broke out here.

The deputy palace master of the Eternal Night Palace, who was blocking the bridge, wanted to take down the blood moon that had no owner by relying on the Taoist artifact, the Eternal Night Box.

"Hand over Huyan Huan of our clan." The bearded sturdy man shouted, manifested a three thousand foot long Dharma image, and immediately rushed towards the blood moon.

Seeing that Huyan clan's ancestor Huyanba had joined, Taoist Chengxian, Sima family, Tianyu clan, Xiang family ancestor, and the other four quasi-leaders in the ruins world flew out together.

The five people had the same goal, which was to snatch the Blood Moon Dao Artifact from the Vice Palace Master of the Eternal Night Palace. To be exact, they were not trying to take one Dao Artifact, but two.

If I remember correctly, that kid had another Buddhist Taoist weapon to protect his body.

How could a youngster who has just stepped into the realm of Buddhist saints have the virtue to own two Taoist weapons? It is simply a waste of God's gifts.

"Your Majesty, we have already waited for the outcome of the Holy Dynasty. He is of no use to us anymore. Do you want to help him now or not?" Jiang Qingxuan had a sullen face and watched coldly as six prospective leaders and a Taoist weapon besieged Blood Moon.

Upon closer inspection, there was actually more than that, because in addition to the deputy palace master, there was another old man with three heads attacking the Eternal Night Treasure Box.

Before they came, the two prospective leaders cooperated with the Taoist artifact Eternal Night Box.

Empress Shenyin has an extraordinary appearance, indifferent eyes, and is dressed in a flowing palace dress, exuding an extraordinary nobleness.

She glanced at the Taoist priest on Dongxu Island hidden in the deep ripples of the void. Even this Taoist priest did not help her to command the troops, so why should she risk her life for an old friend who had become a stranger to her.

"Let's see first. If he can hold out against these people for three breaths, then he is still qualified to be our fellow Taoist. Otherwise..."

Before she finished her voice transmission, the blood light of the blood moon burst out and the sky was filled with gloomy energy, as if it was suddenly sucked up by an invisible giant hand and turned into a larger precious mirror.

As many as seven quasi-leaders took action, and with the Taoist weapons in their prime trying to seal it, the Lian Yin Mirror no longer deliberately retained any power.

The gray and white yin energy for thousands of miles gathered into a surface and froze into a mirror, and the large areas of darkness that covered the four sides disappeared.

Anyone who breaks into the area of ​​ten thousand miles, even a quasi-leader level cannot avoid it, it is like a mortal being placed in an ice cave, the extreme coldness attacks their body and soul.

The figures that rushed towards the blood moon had no time to attack it. Their bodies became stiff as they escaped, and they had to cast spells to resist the coldness that was corroding their bodies.

This kind of chill was not caused by Yin energy entering the body, but by the Taoist weapon consuming a huge amount of its own energy to perform the half-Tao method, which seemed to have directly changed the rules of heaven and earth within ten thousand miles.

Dao weapons surpass soul weapons and can be cultivated and grown on their own. They can carry the Dao transformation method of the leader level, but they are inferior in themselves and cannot comprehend the complete Dao transformation method of Dao weapons.

Without the control of a leader, the Taoist weapon relies on its own accumulation of power. It consumes a lot of energy to perform the method of half-transformation of Tao. The power gained is not enough to seriously injure a real leader, but it is very likely to take the life of a quasi-leader.

Especially now, the Taoist weapon they are facing is obviously different from ordinary ones. It can withstand another Taoist weapon in its prime state and assisted by two quasi-leaders. They didn't use their full strength before, and now they were besieged by everyone and they really made a fatal move.

At this time, in the blood moon within the world.

Under the sky that had returned to blue, the Blood Lake stretched for three hundred thousand miles. In the center of the lake, Liu Feng looked calmly at the prospective leaders outside.

He expected that the Taoist priest on Dongxu Island would not offer any help, and that Shen Yin and the Jiang family's ancestor also chose to watch from the sidelines for the time being.

He is no longer of any use, yet he possesses a treasure; in the eyes of the older generation, he is just a fat sheep.

If the fat sheep wants to turn things around, it can only suppress the greed of these people by showing strength that makes people respect it or even fear it.

"It seems that if I don't kill one or two quasi-leaders today, they won't let me escape! Daoyin, can you kill two of them?" Liu Feng looked at the young man in blood-stained clothes beside him and remembered the Taoist name of the spirit of the Lianyin Mirror.

The weapon spirit had a haggard face, without a trace of murderous intent on his face. He was still as tired and numb as before, as if he had already become indifferent to the fight between life and death.

"If I didn't have the Dao weapon above, I could kill half of them. And if I use half of my accumulated energy now, I can kill two of them."

Just as he said, the seven people who were besieging him outside were all trying to resist the half-transformation method of the Yin Refining Mirror, and no prospective leader could break free from his way in an instant.

This is the case with the Taoist artifact Eternal Night Box. Otherwise, even if it had guarded this country of corpses for hundreds of thousands of years, both the magic weapon itself and its spirit would have aged, and half of the prospective leaders present would still not have had time to escape.

"Using half of the accumulated magic weapon essence? You still need to work hard on the road ahead, so you can't use the accumulated essence easily."

Liu Feng knew that the accumulation of power through magic weapons was slow, so he flipped his hand and took out three drops of his first life's essence and blood.

At first we got ninety-eight drops, but today when we took these three drops, there are only eighty-four drops left.

This is an important thing that can save his life before he becomes strong enough to compete with the leader. Every drop of it is worth it.

The spiritual seal of the Refining Yin Mirror understood Liu Feng's meaning. Without saying much, he reached out and held the three drops of essence blood. His eyes were fixed on the three little Taoists who looked exactly like their former master, and there was a moment of daze in his eyes.

Nearly three hundred thousand years have been like a big dream, and the scenes of following the master in the past seem like something that happened a while ago.

When the dream was awakened, the holy dynasty collapsed and the master became a young man who was only a few thousand years old.

"But it's not enough?" Liu Feng asked when he saw the spirit of the weapon in a trance.

Daoyin, the spirit of the weapon, shook his head and explained, "I can activate the Dao in the master's blood and essence, which is enough to kill two quasi-leaders, but..."

He didn't say the rest of the words. Thinking back to those days, how could the master's blood and essence be used on the prospective leader!
The master Daoxuzi came to cast a spell, and a drop of his essence and blood could severely injure a fellow cultivator who had just entered the leader level.

Putting away the memories of the past, the weapon spirit straightened its hunched body, the fatigue on the young man's face changed, and it regained some of its former sharpness.

He raised his hand and three drops of blood turned into blood threads and flowed into the blood lake below him, while he continued to explain.

"The master's Taoist name is changing. First it was Daoxuzi, and then it became Daocang."

"The master's path is also changing. At first, it was a big dream, making all other paths in the world illusory. Later, it became a life-stealer, stealing the lives of all, stealing the lives of immortals and Buddhas, and stealing the lives of the leaders of the same realm."

"I can use the blood of my master to activate the Great Dream Dao. As for the second Dao, I do not understand it."

As the words were spoken, the entire blood lake instantly lost its blood color and became transparent and clear.

The boundless blood color that Liu Feng saw a moment ago disappeared, and in the blink of an eye he seemed to be standing in an ethereal and dreamy world.

"The Great Dream, Stealing Life... If it is true as the weapon spirit said, then the Tao I cultivated in my first life was too powerful. I must have been one of the top leaders in the world at that time!"

He couldn't help feeling a little confused. Daoxuzi, who was so powerful that it was hard to guess, was dead. He continued the path that he had not completed in his previous life, but he didn't know if he could succeed.

If you really want to go on, the Tao of this life can only be stronger than Daoxuzi's Tao, otherwise the final outcome may be worse than Daoxuzi's.

While Liu Feng was lost in thought, outside of Lian Yin Jing, a total of ten quasi-leaders, including the three who were watching, were all horrified.

The white jade bridge disappeared without a trace, and the strange phenomena created by the two Taoist artifacts within thousands of miles disappeared all at once.

At the level of ten quasi-leaders, everything they saw was becoming blurry.

What really shocked them was that their cultivation, realm, and even their insights seemed to be drifting away from them.

The seven who were besieging felt it particularly clearly, while the three who were watching were slightly better.

Niangniang Shenyin reacted immediately and remembered Daoxuzi's method of transformation into Tao in the past.

The power he is experiencing now is not even one-hundred or one-twentieth of what Daoxuzi had back then, but it can still be fatal to the leader.

"The Refining Yin Mirror can actually use his Dao... Daoyin Daoyou, I will go first to clear the way, please do not hurt us."

She immediately sent out her spiritual consciousness to transmit the message, and at the same time reminded Jiang Qingxuan to show her goodwill.

After the voice transmission was sent, she and Jiang Qingxuan beside her saw a blur, and their vision returned to what they saw truly. The White Jade Bridge was not far ahead.

Before he set out to step onto the White Jade Bridge, he sensed that in the hazy scene on the left, the breath of Huyanba, who had the greatest murderous intention towards Liu Feng, suddenly stopped.

The next moment, the breath appeared again and was wiped out again. After repeating this twice, it was completely cut off.

The next one is the Tianyu clan, descendants of the spirit race, who are good at the void. The aura of the contemporary ancestor of the Tian family shifted madly, and he was never able to get out, and was finally wiped out.

As for the other six, except for the Taoist priest, the aura of the five quasi-leaders disappeared once, and they recovered by relying on life-saving methods.

"The barbarian cultivators have strong physiques, which will be very useful for Liu Feng to raise Gu. The Tian family cultivates the void, which is also useful for Liu Feng, so it's a good plan."

Niangniang Shenyin and Jiang Qingxuan looked at each other and knew that with the protection of the Lianyin Mirror, Liu Feng would most likely not have to spend a long time to become the quasi-leader.

In other words, it won't take long for Liu Feng to be on par with them with his own cultivation.

The hazy scene on the left slowly dissipated. Goddess Shenyin did not look at it again. She followed the instructions and went up the bridge to clear the way so as to pick up Liu Feng and prevent him from being surrounded again.

But suddenly, her beautiful eyes opened wide and she turned to look at the collapsing and sinking earth behind her.

There, a figure in an imperial robe rose into the sky, standing on top of countless rotten corpses, and let out a mournful roar.

"Dao Xuzi, you have such a cruel heart..."

(End of this chapter)