"The methods of demonic cultivators, especially in terms of accumulation, are truly unparalleled!"
In the blessed land of Sumeru, in that majestic celestial palace suspended atop the heavens, Feng Bingwen, who had returned from his travels, sat upright on his jade throne and put away the Dharma image that had been there to comprehend the Great Dao in his place.
The Daoist essence left behind when the Daoist Master created the blessed land captivated Feng Bingwen, but even so, it couldn't make him devote all his energy and thoughts to it.
Because in the Demonic Realm, Feng Bingwen, who was slaughtering indiscriminately, was accumulating his strength at an astonishing speed, and the pulse called the Infernal Purgatory had begun to materialize from the illusory.
When this hellish realm becomes real, Feng Bingwen's avatar can use it to advance to the Earth Immortal realm. However, unless Feng Bingwen's main body advances first, the avatar will never be able to advance.
Even at the moment of promotion, all the accumulated resources will return to the original body, although Feng Bingwen could do this with a single thought.
"With this demonic avatar, my advancement to Earth Immortal is only a matter of time. The path ahead is clear, and there are no more shackles."
Feng Bingwen spared a portion of his mind to silently ponder and weigh the pros and cons.
"Is it too hasty to take the foundation of this transformation when I am about to advance to the Earth Immortal realm? The Infernal Purgatory that my transformation has condensed has even greater potential."
"I will not accept the power of my avatar's foundation and will advance first. My avatar will then be free from the shackles of realm restrictions and can attain the Earth Immortal realm. When it advances to the Celestial Immortal realm, it will merge with my main body's blessed land. At that time, it will be a completely different spectacle, and achieving Celestial Immortal status and advancing to the Grotto-Heaven realm will be much easier."
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For cultivators embarking on the path of immortality, blessed lands are an indispensable means of protection and disaster relief. Whether a terrestrial immortal has created a blessed land or not makes a completely different impact.
Earthly immortals who haven't established blessed lands are merely more powerful and possess more terrifying supernatural abilities compared to human immortals. That's all. If they perish, they perish; it's nothing special.
However, once one possesses a blessed land, one can establish a lineage that can last for at least several thousand years. Even if one perishes, the blessed land can still bless future generations of disciples. As for celestial immortals, their performance in this regard is even more exaggerated.
The celestial beings who establish blessed lands and create their own lineages can last for at least ten thousand years. Of course, this is under the condition that they are not attacked by extreme forces. After all, celestial beings are not invincible; they just have the capital of longevity.
"I should take a longer-term view. Celestial Immortals should not be my goal. I should become a Golden Immortal Dao Venerable in the future and pursue that goal. There is no need to rush to accumulate incarnations."
However, without the power of an avatar, relying solely on one's true self for cultivation would require an even longer period to accumulate sufficient foundation, unless, by a great stroke of luck, one achieves this!
Feng Bingwen's eyes lit up slightly, and then his mind sank into the Heavenly Book that was floating in the deepest part of his consciousness. The surge of good deeds made his mind slightly stirred.
Name: Feng Bingwen
Good deeds: Six hundred and forty-nine thousand three thousand seven hundred and sixty-four ( )
Misdeed: Thirty-one thousand ( )
He transformed into a demonic being and went on a rampage, slaughtering demonic cultivators in the demonic realm. He even destroyed a small demonic sect, and the resulting merits were quite considerable.
Such a large amount of good deeds is quite considerable even for Feng Bingwen now. Even if he makes a wish now, he can receive a very substantial reward.
"No need to rush! Wait a while longer, accumulate tens of millions, and then make a grand wish!"
Because he had the most stable source of merit, Feng Bingwen restrained these distracting thoughts and spirits, using only a portion to manipulate the actions of his demonic avatar, and devoting the rest to enlightenment.
In the blink of an eye, three years had passed. When Feng Bingwen awoke from his state of enlightenment, he did a quick calculation and understood his own condition.
"It took longer than expected, but it's not bad!"
The divine sense swept across the Heavenly Book. In three years, the amount of good deeds accumulated had increased to tens of millions. However, compared to the speed at which millions of good deeds were accumulated in just over a year through frenzied slaughter, the increase of only three million, less than four million, in three years was much slower.
The reason for this is quite simple.
Feng Bingwen's demonic incarnation has been summoned for questioning!
In the demonic path, due to the scarcity of resources, the practice of raising Gu poison is prevalent. Even those from the same sect, clan, or blood relatives will fight, kill, and scheme against each other for resources.
Therefore, the cultivation atmosphere in the Demonic Realm can be described as extremely harsh, even bloody, illustrating the law of the jungle. Even within sects, there are only some simple rules and constraints. As long as one does things cleanly, or even has a certain background, no one will investigate.
However, cultivators with low cultivation levels can quarrel and kill each other. Even demonic disciples who have obtained a seat in the true lineage will frequently perish. Only strong strength is the fundamental guarantee. Everything else has no deterrent effect on demonic cultivators.
However, this unbridled fighting and killing was only directed at demonic cultivators below the Cave Profound Realm. They could fight each other without restraint, but once they stepped into the Cave Profound Realm, touched the edge of immortality, and were revered as Demon Lords by many demonic cultivators, they could no longer kill their fellow cultivators so recklessly.
The purpose of raising Gu is to cultivate a ferocious Gu King that can advance to the Cave Profound Realm. Even if it is successfully cultivated, using a high-level cultivator to raise Gu will cause damage and consumption, even for the demonic path. If the Gu is raised any further, it will eventually perish.
Therefore, after Feng Bingwen destroyed the Blood Moon Sect, he was immediately taken back by a powerful figure from his own sect. He was both comforted and warned, and was told some rules among high-level demonic cultivators.
Low-level demonic cultivators, regardless of their status or position, are of little use; they are merely worms struggling in a vessel.
Even if someone possesses a special talent or a noble bloodline, as long as the demonic cultivator who kills him is of the same or even lower realm, he will still be killed.
Therefore, cultivators who commit acts of cruelty will not be punished in any way, and may even be rewarded—and no means are prohibited, including witchcraft, sorcery, and trapping and killing.
However, just because low-level cultivators can act recklessly doesn't mean that high-level demonic cultivators can do the same.
Feng Bingwen's slaughter of demonic cultivator sects and even his pursuit of an old, near-death demon lord over a thousand miles was, in fact, a transgression.
However, considering his youth and potential, and the opportunity to reach a higher realm, and the fact that the Blood Moon Demon Lord was old and already dead, no further action was taken against him.
However, if he insists on continuing, then he shouldn't blame the Blood River Sect behind the Blood Moon Demon Lord for taking action. At that point, even the Corpse King's Palace won't protect him.
Of course, Feng Bingwen knew that the most fundamental reason was that the Corpse King Palace was not as strong as the Blood River Sect. The most troublesome thing about the Blood River Sect's True Demon cultivators was their immortality. In terms of fighting and killing, they were not considered formidable among their peers.
Therefore, Feng Bingwen, now possessing greater power, was able to harvest demonic cultivators and accumulate merit more slowly than before, because he could no longer act recklessly and openly.
However, after three years, the goal was still achieved. Ultimately, the constraints imposed by the demonic path on high-level cultivators were only superficial. If a demonic cultivator really wanted to sacrifice a city or kill someone, as long as it was done cleanly, no one would pursue the matter. It just couldn't be too ugly.
Therefore, Feng Bingwen's demonic incarnation went to great lengths to harvest demonic cultivators, even meticulously arranging several ruins or tombs of fallen demonic cultivators, which resulted in the deaths of a large number of young demonic cultivators.
This kind of behavior is actually crossing the line, but as long as it's not too excessive, other high-level cultivators will turn a blind eye.
They're all demonic cultivators, after all. Extracting souls and flesh for cultivation and treasure refining is commonplace and perfectly normal. Everyone has done similar things, so the eldest shouldn't laugh at the second eldest.
"Rules, huh!"
Recalling the rules his demonic avatar knew, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but sneer. These rules were naturally used by demonic cultivators of higher realms to restrain their subordinates.
As far as he knew, the old patriarch of the Blood River Sect would come down from the mountain every once in a while and randomly select the blood essence of a hundred Yuan Dan realm demon cultivators. If he didn't like them, he would kill them. Sometimes he would even kill Dong Xuan realm demon cultivators!
This is undoubtedly breaking the rules, but even if the Blood River Ancestor trampled on the rules, so what? No one will punish him. In fact, a group of people will surround him, praising his boundless magical power and exquisite Taoist magic.
Moreover, not to mention the Blood River Sect, in the Corpse King Palace where Feng Bingwen is located, there is a female elder who looks like a young girl of sixteen or seventeen, and she loves to eat the Blood Pill of Ten Thousand Infants.
The method of refining this Blood Pill is quite elaborate. It requires the essence, blood, and spirit of ten thousand infants born at specific times to be combined into a single pill, which can refine a wisp of innate Yin energy to enhance one's cultivation foundation.
Such a large-scale massacre of mortals is forbidden not only for high-level demonic cultivators but also for lower-level ones. Yet, that female elder of the Corpse King's Palace acted so brazenly and recklessly.
Therefore, Feng Bingwen could tell from the behavior of these old demons that the group of old demons who stood at the pinnacle of the demonic path were unscrupulous, but they did not want their subordinates to slaughter indiscriminately like them. So they established a variety of rules to restrain their words and deeds, and any transgression would be dealt with with thunderous force.
Feng Bingwen's current cultivation level as a demonic avatar is neither high nor low. He can't be as unrestrained as those old demons, nor can he be as frustrated as those low-level cultivators. He can only secretly set up ruins and tombs to harvest demonic cultivators.
"Fortunately, the hard times of being an incarnation are over!"
After suppressing all distracting thoughts, Feng Bingwen's attention finally returned to the Heavenly Book, and then he made a wish.
"The foundation for advancing to Earth Immortal!"
With a single thought, golden flames instantly ignited on the Heavenly Book. The unprecedentedly intense flames even transformed into pure radiance, completely enveloping the scroll in a mere instant. The light emanating from the flames even replaced the billions of rays of light emitted by the Heavenly Book itself.
At this moment, Feng Bingwen could no longer see his own good deeds and bad deeds on the book, but he knew that such a display of power must have consumed an enormous amount of energy. Of course, none of that mattered. What mattered was that the Heavenly Book had responded to his prayer at this moment.
"I wonder how the Heavenly Book Society will arrange this?"
Watching the flames grow ever brighter, Feng Bingwen couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation. He knew that once he had accumulated enough experience, achieving the status of a terrestrial immortal would be a natural and inevitable outcome.
Conversely, if one doesn't accumulate enough experience, one can only remain stagnant, diligently meditating and cultivating. It's not that one can't accumulate experience slowly, but the time required is something Feng Bingwen doesn't want to wait for.
During what felt like a long wait for Feng Bingwen, the flames of the Heavenly Book never went out. Suddenly, a slight stirring arose in his heart, which then transformed into ripples that spread throughout his mind.
On a whim!
It is a special perception that all cultivators possess, and even a very small number of ordinary people who have never cultivated may also have this extremely special perception, which will be triggered whenever a major event occurs.
"Something's happened!"
Suddenly, Ji Dong's mind seemed to be telling a story in silence. Feng Bingwen stood up, his brows furrowed, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes.
After three years of studying the Daoist arts, nothing unusual happened during that time. But today, upon waking up, I suddenly had a sudden urge, which is hard not to connect with the changes in the Heavenly Book.
Even now, Feng Bingwen can easily deduce that the power contained in the Heavenly Book is nothing more than the law of cause and effect. Whether one does good or evil, the Heavenly Book can use it as a source to manipulate cause and effect and trigger some seemingly reasonable things.
The higher the value of good deeds and bad deeds, the more terrifying the force that can be leveraged, the wider the scope of the events that are triggered, and the more considerable the effects.
Now, Feng Bingwen has used his immense merit to influence cause and effect, thus accumulating the necessary resources to advance to the level of a terrestrial immortal.
"Still Donghua Continent!"
Sensing something, Feng Bingwen followed the impulse in his heart and quickly deduced the source by counting on his fingers. However, the result he obtained was completely inconsistent with his act of consuming good merit.
Blood relatives are in danger of losing their lives!
At this moment, Feng Bingwen no longer hesitated. He didn't even leave behind his Dharma form. In an instant, he left the blessed land, summoned the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel that had returned, and empowered himself with the power of the immortal artifact. He instantly broke through the void and crossed billions of seas.
Then he saw a corner of Donghua Continent, where the dark sky was stained crimson by the soaring blood-fiend energy, and beneath that sky was the mortal kingdom where he was born, Da Gan!
"..."
Feng Bingwen remained expressionless, while his clone, far away in the Demonic Realm, emerged from his palace, enveloped in overwhelming demonic energy. After all, the scene unfolding in Donghua Continent made it difficult for him not to associate it with the Demonic Path.
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