The middle-aged man offered no resistance, and the calamity easily possessed him, sitting atop and looking down at the crowd below.
After possessing the middle-aged man, he also learned a lot of information from the man's memories.
First, there is the "Church of Calamity" where they are now, a church that has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years.
However, because they worship him, an ancient demon, they have been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years.
Today, it has fallen so low that it doesn't even have a single martial artist at the ninth level anymore, and even the number of believers within the church is gradually shrinking.
For various reasons, the "Church of Calamity" can only now be confined to this remote corner in search of an opportunity to resurrect Him.
The middle-aged man possessed by him was the only descendant of the group that founded the "Church of Calamity".
After digesting the middle-aged man's memories.
E'nan slowly opened his eyes, feeling somewhat disappointed, because he had no memory of his other brothers and sisters.
The only known "Church of E'ye" was mentioned by the middle-aged man's father by chance; he only knew the name and had no detailed information.
"Welcome back, Demon Lord!"
The group of black-robed demonic cultivators below cheered excitedly upon seeing that the Calamity had successfully possessed their body.
Junlin watched this scene with awe and wonder.
Perhaps it's because he hasn't been brainwashed, so he doesn't really understand why these people can be brainwashed like this.
To be able to dedicate everything to someone you've never met.
This goes beyond mere ignorance.
This is absolutely brain-dead!
Seeing this, the person sitting above simply nodded calmly and said, "Alright, you can go down now."
These people, as his followers, can provide him with the strength of faith, however small, but it is better than nothing.
For these black-robed demonic cultivators, the words of calamity were the supreme truth.
As soon as the words of the disaster were spoken, the group of people retreated without the slightest hesitation.
In the blink of an eye.
Only Calamity and King's Landing remained in this place.
Junlin walked up to E'nan and said, "What are you doing? You're not planning to settle scores later, are you?"
E'nan gently shook his head. "Do me a favor."
"Oh? What kind of help? Someone as powerful as you needs my help?" Jun Lin was somewhat surprised. A mighty ancient demon would actually ask him for help?
Calamity did not reply immediately, but instead closed its eyes and recalled the past.
After a moment, he spoke: "In ancient times, my brothers and sisters and I were called great demons by all living beings. Some people believed in us, while others regarded us as a raging flood."
"Later, we got into a dispute with a group of people who called themselves martial arts immortals. They said we were bringing disaster to the world and harming the common people."
As he spoke, E'nan suddenly sneered, "Heh, actually they just can't stand that we, a mere ten people, can gain the faith of half the world's living beings."
"Later, that so-called martial arts immortal, under the guise of vanquishing demons, started fighting us at Tianzhu."
"In that battle, the Heavenly Pillar shattered, the Xuan Tian Continent was torn to pieces, and tens of thousands of martial arts immortals perished."
"Hmph! Those so-called martial arts immortals are nothing but slightly larger ants."
His tone, though tinged with distress, carried an undercurrent of pride.
But after listening to E'nan for a while, Junlin suddenly felt that something was not quite right.
If what Calamity says is true, then they should have won a great victory, so how could they have been sealed in that secret realm?
Thinking of this.
Junlin then asked, "Then how did you get sealed? It's not because you're the weakest, so you're the only one who got sealed, is it?"
E'nan choked for a moment, then immediately retorted, "Bullshit! I may not be the strongest, but I'm still among the top!"
Jun Lin nodded knowingly; it seemed he was indeed near the bottom.
People are always like this; they like to be stubborn, and even demons are no exception.
Calamity lost interest in continuing the story.
He then stated the result directly: "Because we broke the Heavenly Pillar, the Heavenly Dao punished us by making us guard and repair the shattered continent until it is restored."
E Nan was frustrated because it was indeed his elder brother who accidentally broke the Heavenly Pillar, and this accident led to the current situation.
"Um...so, those so-called martial arts immortals made their move while you were repairing the continent?"
"right."
"..."
Junlin felt this was a bit outrageous, since the Xuan Tian Continent was indeed divided into five regions.
He originally thought that this was the way the world was structured, but he never expected that it was because of an accident that occurred during the process of repairing the continent.
E'nan sighed deeply, "To be honest, the current era feels somewhat alien to me; all I see is hypocrisy."
This journey has been very difficult for him to adapt to.
In the eyes of calamity, liking is liking, and disliking is disliking.
There could have been a more direct solution.
Why choose to be hypocritical and compromise?
Junlin shrugged and said, "Times have changed. The rules of your era are no longer suitable for this era."
Calamity is a way of doing things; in this era, it's definitely demonic cultivation.
This is beyond dispute.
Even he wasn't as ruthless as Calamity.
E'nan nodded. "Perhaps. But have you thought it through? Will you help me with this favor?"
Junlin was taken aback. "Huh? You didn't say what kind of help I needed?"
Did he not hear it?
But Calamity just spent a long time telling stories here, without telling him what he needed to do.
Does he have to fumble through the few words the disaster just uttered?
Isn't that utter nonsense?
Undeterred, he explained, "I want you to help me find the whereabouts of my other brothers and sisters."
At that time, there were ten of them, who were divided into five groups. Later, at a critical moment in the restoration of the continent, they were attacked by the Martial Arts Immortal.
Finding the location of other ancient demons is now very difficult!
But Junlin is a strange person, so he wanted to take a gamble on Junlin, even if he lost.
"I?"
Junlin pointed to himself. How could E'nan entrust such a matter to him so confidently?
Aren't you afraid that he might also steal the demonic hearts of the other nine people?
E'nan nodded. "Yes, you."
Jun Lin's expression gradually turned serious. "Do you know who I am? I am a righteous cultivator. You actually want me to find the whereabouts of the ancient demonic cultivators? Do you also want me to release them while I'm at it? Do you know that this is an insult to my identity!"
"You? A righteous cultivator?" E'nan's expression froze, and for a moment he wondered if he had misheard.
Is it possible for Jun Lin to utter the words "righteous cultivator"?
Junlin replied matter-of-factly, "Otherwise what?!"
E'nan's lips twitched. "Fine, then tell me what you want in exchange for me helping you with this?"
Junlin approached E'nan, made a fist with one hand, and said, word by word, "You need to pay more!"
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