The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Yun Meng, who transformed from a demon incarnation to resist the evil spirits of the Nine Realms and turned into a human form, was half a step away from becoming a true immortal and now was the incarnation with the highest level of cultivation. When he looked at the dark world, he was at a loss for a moment.

It would be hard to get any result if we continue to search aimlessly like this, and the evil spirits born in the world are becoming more and more powerful every year.

Whenever she walks outside, she will inevitably be targeted by evil spirits, and it is only a matter of time before her incarnation in the world is exhausted.

"There are more than 200 incarnations that have come down. Most of them have been destroyed in the past 500 years, and there are less than 60 left... We can't do this anymore. We must find a way to summon that evil creature named Liu and have him roll down and look for the immortal Xuandu himself."

Thinking of this, Yunmeng felt embarrassed again.

She didn't know to what extent the current virtual world had been polluted, but a thousand years ago, even the second-level immortals found it difficult to send their divine thoughts. They had to have a backup plan in the great world, or be guided by someone through sacrifice.

At this point, the pollution in the virtual world must be even worse. With the thick earthy energy and dirty air between them, I'm afraid that even the quasi-leader's spiritual power would not be able to cross over.

However, without calling for help from the man surnamed Liu, Yun Meng could not count on the remaining Bai Ze Gu Master lineage. There was no one else who could help her, so she could only give it a try and let herself guide Liu Feng's divine thoughts in the world.

In the distance, muddy waves surged, and two more incarnations were destroyed. Yun Meng shouted, "Follow me."

He chose a direction where there were fewer evil spirits and drove the six Bai Zes forward, while the two Bai Zes with more blood and qi served as meat shields on both sides.

Yun Meng was upset as the foul air wave hit her in the face. She set up an altar on Bai Ze's back and took out the few spiritual objects she had on her.

In recent years, spiritual objects have been almost always exported rather than imported, and the unpolluted spiritual objects in the vast world are scarce, so she can only produce a few.

The altar was hundreds of feet long and wide, and there were spiritual crystals, spiritual marrow, half of spiritual veins, accumulated immortal energy from the virtual world, and all kinds of spiritual objects falling on the altar. Finally, Yun Meng walked to the center of the altar herself.

This demon incarnation comes from Liu Feng and can be used as an introduction.

Yun Meng spat out three balls of devil blood from his mouth, spraying them on many spiritual creatures.

As the spiritual object was refined, a column of spiritual light mixed with blood shot up into the sky, piercing through the turbid clouds and straight into the sky.

The spiritual consciousness followed the blood-colored light upwards and called out the name of Liu Feng.

But the result disappointed her greatly. After ten breaths, twenty breaths... the spiritual light became weaker and weaker, and there was no response at all, as if the great heaven and earth and the virtual world had been completely blocked by the turbid yin energy.

"Master, please stop first. Many evil spirits from the Nine Realms have been attracted here. We'd better find a place to hide quickly." Old Bai Ze, who was trembling under him, reminded in a startled voice.

The present time is different from the past. In the past, sacrifices could borrow the power of immortals and Buddhas. But in this era of great disaster, another sacrifice will not only fail to gain help from immortals and Buddhas, but will also attract evil spirits to dismember the body.

Yun Meng looked extremely ugly, and she sensed that there were two fewer incarnations left behind.

Looking ahead intently, I saw huge shadows at the edge of the swamp, looking eagerly, in all directions, more than three hundred in number, from the eighth and ninth realms.

Directly in front and on both sides, there are a large number of evil spirits gathering, and the more than forty evil spirits of the Nine Realms chasing behind are not yet dead.

Instead of calling out to the beast named Liu, he put himself in danger.

The sky and the earth were dark, and all kinds of deformed evil spirits were flying in all directions, and twisted human figures were crawling or running wildly.

There were corpse cultivators watching from a distance. When they saw the blood-colored spiritual light rising into the sky, they couldn't help but marvel that there were still people who were not afraid of death and dared to create such a noise.

No one dared to approach these rare monks from the great world who were still alive, let alone rescue them.

Outside the swamp, between the continuous peaks on the north side.

On a shadowy hillside, a figure carrying blood-red butterfly wings floated out silently and was also attracted by the spiritual light rising into the sky.

This figure was shrouded in blood. His face was so delicate that it didn't look like a real person. His facial features were beautiful, his figure was well-proportioned, and his skin was fair and clear.

This woman had long blood-red hair that reached her waist, and her cultivation was just stuck before the ninth realm. The blood evil around her body was stirring like a living thing, but she was an Immortal Blood Shura who was half a step into the ninth realm.

Although it has been many years since the immortals and Buddhas have crossed the boundary, this woman dare not gamble in order to extend her lifespan. After all, the origin of the longevity seed is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary immortals and Buddhas.

This Blood Shura Immortal who is half a step away from the Ninth Realm and is well versed in witchcraft, is Ji Qiu, Liu Feng's former subordinate.

Before Jing Ling went to the virtual world, this girl was living well until today. If the world is not destroyed, she can live another three or four thousand years.

"Many evil spirits fell with the fragments of the virtual world. After their realms were suppressed, they are no longer capable of being defeated by ordinary Nine Realms cultivators. She will not survive if she attracts nearly a hundred Nine Realm evil spirits at once." Ji Qiu recognized Yun Meng.

The Gu Immortal who sent down his clone in the past was once high and mighty, but who would have thought that he would be in such an embarrassed state today.

Within the field of vision of the pupil technique, the monsters controlled by Yun Meng were torn to pieces and eaten one after another, and half of the eight-headed Bai Ze died.

Seeing the group of evil spirits rushing forward, Yunmeng was still maintaining his spiritual light. His face was full of anger, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was calling out someone's name.

As they were too far away, Ji Qiu couldn't hear clearly, but he suddenly raised his eyes to the sky.

At this moment, above the sky covered with filth, the wind and clouds suddenly changed color, the void was torn apart, and the turbid clouds seemed to be cut by an invisible blade, shattering everything for thousands of miles.

A ray of divine consciousness that no one could see descended, and throughout the ten thousand mile swamp and the surrounding ten thousand miles, no matter how evil the monks were, they could only feel a spiritual pressure as majestic as the ocean descending.

This kind of terrifying spiritual pressure is far beyond what the so-called royal blood ancestor of the past could compare to.

In fact, there is no need to think too much. The existence that can cross the boundary and send down divine thoughts in such a catastrophe cannot be an ordinary immortal or Buddha.

"Buzz..."

Ji Qiu's head buzzed and he forced himself to look again in horror.

The torn clouds shattered with a loud bang, the sky was filled with thunder sounds and lightning flashed wildly, and the rules of the heaven and earth seemed to be resisting the divine thoughts that were forcibly sent down by a certain existence.

The blood-colored aura was just a trigger and had little effect on the cross-border attack of the Lord of Divine Thought.

Even though it was repelled by the rules of heaven and earth, a vague figure still took shape in the blood-colored light.

The figure looked down, and wherever his gaze passed, all the evil spirits that had devoured the flesh and blood of monsters died violently, and even those that did not take any bites were mostly killed.

The vast sky was obscured by rolling devilish light, with Sanskrit faintly visible in it. This was a powerful Buddhist or Taoist possessed by the devil.

More than a dozen corpse cultivators who were watching from afar saw the earth shaking and all the evil spirits turning around and fleeing.

As if they had seen their last straw, these sixteen Ninth Realm Corpse Dao monks completely forgot themselves and flew madly towards the blurry figure in the blood-red light.

Only an existence like this, which is superior to immortals and Buddhas, can give them a glimmer of hope.

Ji Qiu stepped on the Shura Umbrella and turned into a ray of blood light, also approaching the figure. Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, which was extremely rare.

At the edge of the swamp, four white mares lay crouching on the ground, not daring to move.

Around them, circles of dirty blood were spread on the ground, and all the evil spirits that did not escape were turned into powder.

The flesh and blood of the monsters that had been devoured before were stirring and gathering on their own, as if they were being refined by someone remotely, and four monsters at the half-step True Immortal level were created on the spot.

They didn't dare to look up at the figure above them. As expected, that person was the powerful being who made their master Yunmeng run around and serve them, and the terrifying being who turned their master into a monster. Standing on Bai Ze's back, Yunmeng, wearing a black robe, gnashed his teeth and looked up at the human-shaped phantom in the sky.

Her cultivation to the realm of Quasi-Cult Leader was completely destroyed, but her consciousness was still there. With such tremendous spiritual pressure, the evil creature named Liu had already surpassed the Quasi-Cult Leader. Even if she had not yet entered the realm of Buddha, she must be just a little bit away.

Regardless of whether he became a Buddha or not, Liu was so powerful that his strength was definitely comparable to that of the leader, and this was just his clone.

She glared at the sky with dissatisfaction, and when she saw that the shadow could not stabilize, she said sarcastically, "It seems that even you can't send down your incarnation?"

"I have been looking for Xuandu for you for five hundred years, but there is still no trace of him. Anyway, I can't help you anymore. I will try to return to the virtual world now. You can kill me or cut me up as you like."

The blurry figure in the blood-red light was Liu Feng. He looked down at Yun Meng with an expressionless face.

As his understanding of the Tao deepened and he was about to comprehend the complete method of Tao, his state of mind became more indifferent than before.

"There are two insect temples in the world. I can sense their locations. I can come to my temple to offer sacrifices. The Yellow Springs Sacred Tree can carry my divine thoughts and refine an incarnation."

Liu Feng did not blame Yun Meng, and there was no trace of anger in his words. He pointed out the approximate direction of the Insect Temple.

As soon as he finished speaking, his blurry figure disappeared, and the moment he withdrew his spiritual thoughts, the thousands of miles of magic light disappeared along with it.

More than a dozen corpse cultivators who rushed over frantically did not have time to kneel down and beg the powerful man for a way to survive, and ended up with nothing.

The gorgeous woman shrouded in blood evil, the immortal Ji Qiu, was also standing outside the swamp in a daze, staring up at the sky blankly.

Was it several thousand years or more than ten thousand years that had passed? Ji Qiu, who had been sealing herself off for years, could no longer remember. In order to suppress her cultivation, she could only fall into a deep sleep from time to time, just like the other self-sealed immortals.

But she will never forget those scenes and that person's face, and it all seems as if it happened just a few days ago.

When he woke up from his deep sleep, that person had become a powerful being in the virtual world as she had guessed, surpassing all the immortals and Buddhas.

However, the man was just as she expected, still as ruthless as before. It was impossible for him to not see her and not glance at her.

The overwhelming spiritual pressure dissipated, and the four surviving Bai Ze stood up. They felt much more at ease with the protection of four more monsters at the half-step True Immortal level.

Yun Meng cursed softly. She clearly had the potential to become a cult leader, but Liu Feng knocked her down to earth. She had to struggle in this world, fighting against evil spirits.

"There is also the Insect Temple in Qingming Continent. Could it be in the territory of Yinyue Dynasty? Why don't you four leave? I will go to Qingming Continent today, otherwise I will skin you alive."

After venting his anger on the four pieces of trash, Yun Meng glanced at the dozen or so Ninth Realm Corpse Cultivators and the Half-Step Ninth Realm Blood Shura outside the swamp.

Of course she recognized the bitch who had followed Liu Niechu, and she lived a long life.

"You are waiting here to find a way out, right? Come with me. When things are settled, I can take you to the virtual world. Now lead the way for me."

More than ten corpse cultivators were overjoyed and did not even dare to doubt. They quickly bowed to express their gratitude and flew to the front to explore the way.

Seeing Ji Qiu still staying where he was, Yun Meng glanced at him and sneered, "Are you also planning to go to the Void Realm? I'll tell you straight out that neither of the two paths is something that a Half-Step Ninth Realm can handle."

"Don't get in the way. If it weren't for the name Liu, I would have drained your vitality if you were blocking my way."

Half a step into the ninth realm is not possible, that means Ji Qiu must enter the ninth realm. Once this is done, even if Ji Qiu does not die, he will be controlled by the origin of the immortal seed.

The tears in Ji Qiu's eyes disappeared and he shook his head.

"I heard you mention the Insect Temple. I know exactly where it is and can lead you there."

Upon hearing this, Yun Meng looked at the woman seriously, with even more sarcasm in his eyes.

"Come up, you are also a poor man, I will not embarrass you."

With a flick of his hand, a demonic energy rolled Ji Qiu closer. Yun Meng scolded Bai Ze and hurried on his way.

There are four more semi-immortal monsters. As long as these four monsters are not dead, she will be able to live in peace for a while.

"The man surnamed Liu said there are two more insect temples. Do you know the locations of both?" Yun Meng asked casually.

Ji Qiu nodded and responded: "Both places are in Qingmingzhou, one is called Taoxi Village, and the other is Chonggu."

"Two women stole the Insect Temple from its inheritor and took it to those two places. The entire Taoxi Village area has been occupied by evil spirits..."

"Then go to that Insect Valley." Yun Meng interrupted him impatiently before he could finish.

Ji Qiu nodded in agreement, a dazed look on his face as he remembered some old things.

She had visited those two old places thousands of years ago.

The woman who stole the Insect Temple and went to Taoxi Village has long since turned into dust, and the Insect Temple was inherited by her descendants from the same clan. Now, thinking about it, in such a catastrophe, the descendants of that woman have been cut off from the bloodline.

As for the other insect valley, the woman there was a little unique. She could be considered alive, but in fact she had also been dead for many years. It was just that a small part of her soul had been transferred into the body of a magic weapon.

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The great Qingming Continent, the Yinyue Dynasty.

The land of sixty-two counties was completely turned into a dead zone, filled with foul air, gloomy energy, and the earth was frozen by ice and frost.

The scene here is actually not much different from the virtual world.

A great dynasty has become a thing of the past. No one knows whether there are any survivors of the royal bloodline. No one even spreads rumors about how many people were taken away by the mysterious old Taoist.

The topography has changed due to the fragments of the virtual world. I don’t know which county it once was. The small world that merged into this county at that time naturally could not maintain its original topography.

In an abyss that collapsed into the ground, the rocks rose up and the shape of a valley could be vaguely seen.

As time goes by, the so-called Worm Valley no longer exists, and only the rocks in the darkness of the abyss remain.

It is in such a desolate place, underground where evil spirits are rarely seen, that in the valley surrounded by the "valley", there is a small temple emitting Buddhist light, like a lamp burning in the darkness.

There is a demonic restriction a thousand feet outside the temple. If an incarnation of a fairy or Buddha comes here, he can discern the exquisiteness of the restriction, which was set up by a Buddhist master.

With the Buddha's light emanating from this temple as the center, an illusion of obsession spreads out, covering the valley. However, because the spiritual power of the owner of the obsession is about to dissipate completely, the illusion appears and disappears from time to time.

It was pitch black and silent all around, except for the vague illusion that was repeating itself here.

In the illusion, there were flowers and plants growing everywhere, medicinal vapors rising, boys running back and forth delivering medicine, ugly men and women with strange shapes refining medicine, and a young Gu Master with compound eyes covered with insects on his face.

In a corner of the cliff, the girl smiled shyly, holding the pestle but forgetting to grind the medicine. Her eyes were wandering and she couldn't help but look up at the boy passing by.

(End of this chapter)