Chapter 133 The Origin of Demons, the Path to Immortality
After walking out of the main hall, Xing Hongxuan saw that large groups of righteous monks were also being escorted out of other palaces nearby.
It is hard to imagine how many righteous monks the Demon Emperor has captured.
"Is there really no hope? What about the Tianxian Palace? What about those holy places?" The voice of a female disciple came from the side, her tone full of indignation.
Before they were caught, they thought victory was in sight.
Unexpectedly...
The nightmare has just begun! Jiuding Zhenren looked around, secretly frightened. How could there be so many demon cultivators? How did those righteous cultivators transform into demon cultivators so quickly? Logically speaking, it takes a cultivation process to transform spiritual power into demonic energy. How could it be possible to disperse the power and start over in a short period of time?
The land was flat, dotted with dozens of huge palaces and bonfires everywhere. The number of demon cultivators was incalculable, and the demonic energy formed rolling dark clouds that covered the sky and the sun, as if it was dusk.
Looking from the sky, the palaces formed a huge circle, and all the gates faced the same direction. It was a huge altar a thousand feet long and wide. It was pale all over, as if made of bones, and it was eerie and terrifying.
Demon-welcoming altar!
A circle of demon cultivators stood around the altar, all wearing black robes, like ghost messengers from the underworld.
Boom boom
The dark clouds above the altar rolled violently, forming a terrifying vortex with lightning and thunder.
In the distance, on a small hill, Su Qi and Chaos Tengu were lying behind a rock, looking around.
"There are so many demon cultivators. Do we really want to go?"
Chaos Tengu asked tremblingly. He had finally escaped from the clutches of the Demon Emperor and he didn't want to take any more risks.
Su Qi said solemnly: "We are righteous people, how can we be afraid? If the Demon Emperor succeeds in his plan today, the world will be in trouble. Then, my master, your master will not be able to practice peacefully. When he looks back, he may find that it was our help that was lacking!"
Chaos Tengu looked miserable. This guy is too righteous!
He suddenly missed Ji Xianshen very much.
It would be great if that guy could come and kill us!
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Practice hard to become an immortal on the mountain.
After Han Jue finished his sermon, his disciples were still in a state of enlightenment and could not come back to their senses for a long time.
At this time.
Li Qingzi came and came to Han Jue's side. He glanced at Murong Qi, Wu Daojian and others, and whispered: "Elder Han, the headmaster and others have been arrested. What should we do?"
The distance was too long, so his news was delayed for more than a year.
Han Jue replied: "Wait."
He wanted to say they would be fine, but what if something went wrong?
There is no guarantee about this kind of thing!
"I don't know what happened to those holy places. They disappeared one by one. Damn it!"
Li Qingzi gritted his teeth and said that he always felt that there was a big conspiracy behind this.
Han Jue said: "They may also be in trouble."
This statement was true. He had read emails before and discovered that Ji Xianshen, Ji Lengchan, and Ji Kongdao from Tianxian Mansion were all being attacked by evil cultivators, and the number of attacks far exceeded that of Yuqing Shengzong and others.
It seems that they are being held back.
Li Qingzi sighed and then left.
Han Jue remained calm. In fact, he was using the Heavenly Puppet to observe the situation in the Demonic Imperial City.
He is waiting for someone.
What can the Demon Emperor do? As long as Ji Naihe is killed, the Demonic Path will naturally collapse! It didn't take long.
The monks of Yuqing Holy Sect were escorted to the demon-welcoming altar. They had been imprisoned for so long that they had long lost their fighting ability under the ravages of demonic energy. They could only look at the surrounding demon cultivators with hatred.
"Is this the Demon Welcoming Ceremony?"
"What's in the sky?"
"You're not really going to summon a demon, are you?"
"Legend has it that demons were once the most powerful race before humans and monsters..."
"Damn it, I can't mobilize the spiritual power in my body!"
"Where is the Demon Emperor?"
…
The monks were talking among themselves, and panic, tension, and anxiety were spreading on the altar.
More and more monks were driven to the demon-welcoming altar.
The Greedy Arhat stood beside the altar, chanting with his eyes closed.
Some cultivators wanted to resist, but were knocked down by the evil cultivators. Their meridians were destroyed and they were thrown onto the altar, wailing in a miserable state.
Huang Jihao came before Jiuding Zhenren and asked softly, "Has your sect's God-Slaying Elder arrived?"
In his mind, Han Jue is the most powerful cultivator. If he comes, there may still be a glimmer of hope.
Master Jiuding shook his head.
He was very glad that he did not let Han Jue come. If he had come, the Yuqing Holy Sect would have been cut off from incense.
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Huang Jihao showed a look of regret.
Boom boom
Billowing blood and energy appeared above the altar, and a figure appeared out of nowhere above the blood and energy. It was the Blood Demon Ancestor.
The Blood Demon Ancestor looked down at the demon-welcoming altar and nodded slightly.
He directly released his terrifying aura that enveloped the earth, making all the monks on the altar feel as if their chests were hit by a heavy hammer, causing them to feel extremely uncomfortable.
After all the cultivators had reached the altar, except for the demon cultivators guarding around the altar, all the demon cultivators knelt down and worshiped the altar.
The world fell into silence.
The number of righteous monks on the altar has exceeded 100,000. None of them dared to say a word and looked up at the sky nervously.
What will happen next? "Welcome the Demon Emperor!"
The Blood Demon Ancestor opened his mouth and shouted, and as soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators shouted in unison.
"Welcome to His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"
"Welcome to His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"
"Welcome to His Majesty the Demon Emperor!"
The demon cultivators shouted in unison, their voices gathered together and were deafening, and fanaticism was written all over the face of every demon cultivator.
A figure appeared in the vortex of demonic energy in the sky.
It was the Demon Emperor's plan. He raised his arms and said, "The inheritors of the Demonic Path."
Upon hearing this, all the demon cultivators shut up and stared at him closely.
The righteous monks became even more nervous, not knowing what would happen next.
"When the world was first created, all things were in chaos. First there were demons, then gods, and only then did the human race come into being, and immortals appeared. The way of demons is to pursue immortality without being bound by the laws of heaven, to do whatever they want, and to take revenge as they please!"
Ji Naihe's voice was full of vicissitudes, leading the magic cultivators back to that ancient and distant era.
Han Jue, who was practicing hard in Chengxian Mountain, also heard his words through the Heavenly Puppet, and thought to himself, is this a pyramid scheme of the devil?
Han Jue did not make a move immediately, because the plan was still hanging in the air and it was not the best time to make a move.
At this time, Murong Qi, Black Prison Chicken, Xun Changan, Yang Tiandong, and Wudao Sword had all woken up.
"Grandmaster, should we pursue longevity or spiritual power?" Murong Qi asked.
Han Jue replied: "All living things have their own aspirations. My aspiration is longevity. When you survive to the end, your power will be the strongest."
Yang Tiandong asked: "The way of heaven has its own rules, and the cycle of life and death is one of them. After becoming an immortal, can one escape the cycle of life and death?"
He has now put aside his ambitions and only wants to pursue the path to immortality.
"The gods are only more powerful than mortals. True immortality is still a long way off. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many gods and immortals reincarnated in mythology. It is precisely because the end of the road is so far away that we should cherish the present. If we practice one stick of incense less today, how much time will be wasted in a thousand years? What about ten thousand years later? A million years later?"
Han Jue spoke slowly, his mind absent-minded, but in the eyes of his disciples, he was unfathomable and had seen through the world.
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