612 Tianzhirui
More importantly, once they obtain this power, they no longer need arduous training. The demonic energy will automatically circulate within their bodies, granting them immense strength.
Even more shockingly, it can resist even ordinary fireball spells, unlike before when a cultivator's simple fireball spell could blast an ordinary person into pieces.
Even immortals and Buddhas could resist at this moment, thus killing most of them.
Demonic power comes at a price!
Ordinary people who gained demonic power became exceptionally strong. Some became addicted to killing from the very beginning, while others eventually lost control and started committing massacres.
Some began to form various forces, making their mark in the chaotic world, and some even began to challenge the authority of the imperial court.
The power of evil can even reverse aging, turn white hair black, and give one a second chance at life!
Consequently, some people couldn't help but give it a try.
A hint of surprise and doubt crept into the head of the Yu family. He thought that most of the people who performed the sacrifices could not control their greed, and his face instantly turned ugly!
While the power of evil is formidable, inspiring many to seek revenge with brutality, it is also highly destructive and corrosive!
According to records, most ordinary people, after gaining power, were unable to control their minds. The demonic power made them cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel, and bloodthirsty.
It may also gradually erode the host's body, transforming it into a non-human form.
Those who obtain demonic power will gain immense strength for a short period of time, but the sacrifice for this power is their own soul and life.
The head of the Yu family fell into deep thought, and an ancient legend came to mind: "Before the founding of the Fang Kingdom, there was a cowherd who wandered around begging for a living after his family was destroyed."
One day, he unexpectedly discovered a demonic statue in a dilapidated temple. The statue seemed to have appeared out of thin air, containing demonic power, waiting for a destined person to discover it.
The cowherd was not the only one who felt the power of the statue; that night, other beggars and vagrants in the dilapidated temple were also drawn to this power.
Tempted and driven by the power of evil, they offered sacrifices to the statue, hoping to gain power.
However, this force is not easily controlled.
That night, a fierce battle broke out in the dilapidated temple. The bloody fighting left rivers of blood and corpses strewn everywhere, and death permeated the entire temple.
Ultimately, the cowherd was the only one to emerge from the dilapidated temple, and he later used this power to build his own force. He rose through the ranks, eventually becoming the leader of the Crimson Flame Demon Sect, at least a Martial Emperor level expert.
The veracity of this story is uncertain, but it is recorded in some fragmentary writings.
The head of the Yu family narrowed his eyes, a surge of longing rising in his heart. He thought to himself, 'The Crimson Flame Demonic Sect is currently the most active and rampant sect.'
The sect leader's cultivation level is unfathomable, comparable to that of the Fire Spirit Sect; otherwise, major sects like the Fire Spirit Sect would have wiped them out long ago.
Walking slowly, heading in the direction where his family servants were waiting, he couldn't help but sigh softly, 'Without becoming a Martial Emperor, one is ultimately nothing more than a large ant.'
His mind was involuntarily filled with uncontrollable thoughts, and he silently thought to himself, 'I am King Wu, and I can control myself. The risk should be very small.'
If possible, I will stop once I break through to the Martial Emperor level.
Such demonic power cannot affect me!
At this moment, the head of the Yu family was confident that he was a Martial King, and his control over himself had reached an unprecedented level, far surpassing that of the cowherd he once was.
They believe they have the ability to control the power of evil without being harmed by it.
Moreover, his goal was very clear: to use the power of evil to break through to the realm of Martial Emperor, and then stop in time to avoid getting deeper and deeper into trouble.
He possessed a strong sense of self-confidence, believing that he could control this power, rather than be controlled by it, and become the master who wielded the power of evil.
A surge of heat made him quicken his pace.
With a satisfied smile on his lips, he said softly, "Thank you, young man. If it weren't for the chaos in your current dynasty, we wouldn't have such a good opportunity."
"Only in chaos will I have a chance. Otherwise, the Demon Slayer Bureau and other powerful families will be watching, and the overwhelming force of human interests will crush me. Even my ancestor won't protect me!"
The Mysterious Supreme Sect stands atop a mountain shrouded in mist, isolated from the world, like a paradise on earth.
The sect's territory is surrounded by mountains, lush and verdant, with ancient trees reaching for the sky, and exotic flowers and herbs growing everywhere, emitting a faint fragrance.
Waterfalls cascade down the mountains, streams murmur, and the sounds of water and birdsong intertwine to create a melodious symphony that echoes through the valleys—truly a paradise on earth.
The area is dotted with hills, each with its own leader.
In the heart of the area, there is a secluded mansion, built against the mountain, with a staggered and elegant layout, simple and elegant.
The mansion is surrounded by lush trees and fragrant flowers, with occasional breezes bringing coolness.
The spiritual energy there was more than twice as concentrated as the surrounding area.
Inside the mansion, there were two beautiful women: Fang Qingxue and her master, Tian Zhirui!
Their postures are elegant and upright, like two blooming lotus flowers, pure and immaculate!
With no one around, the veil was removed, revealing two delicate oval faces, classical, dignified, beautiful, exquisite, and stunningly gorgeous.
Their hair cascaded down like a waterfall, their eyes were as deep as a lake. One was lively and beautiful, the other was steady and dignified. They spoke softly, and a soft laugh came from between them, like two carefree sisters!
Two identical white dresses, whiter than snow, like clouds drifting down from the sky, pure and gentle, the hems swaying gently, dancing in the breeze, like fairies descending to earth, ethereal and otherworldly.
Wearing this white dress, she looked even more elegant and refined, stunningly beautiful. The two women, standing close together, had their long hair intertwined!
Master Tian Zhirui had a gentle face and a faint smile on her lips, like a spring breeze, warm and comforting. She lovingly stroked Fang Qingxue's long hair and whispered something.
At this moment, Fang Qingxue's brows revealed a hint of stubbornness and resilience, making her even more charming and beautiful!
She seemed like a celestial being descended to earth, ethereal and graceful, with skin as white as snow. It was not just a simple white, but like snow melting under the moonlight, shimmering with a soft and clear luster, as if carrying a touch of fairy-like beauty, captivating and enchanting.
Tian Zhirui always had a half-smile on her lips, her figure graceful, and every move she made exuded a captivating charm that made people unable to take their eyes off her.
Speaking softly, her voice was like celestial music, pure and ethereal, as she comforted her, "Xue'er, don't worry. Although the share of Thunder Spirit Fruit isn't quite enough this year, your share is what you deserve!"
Gentle and warm, like a spring breeze, Fang Qingxue couldn't help but bury her head in her master's swan-like chest.
I couldn't help but take a deep breath!
Fang Qingxue's soft and melodious voice carried a hint of determination!
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