Whoosh!
The hall erupted into a commotion, filled with whispers and discussions. So people even sought confirmation from Wan Bao.
Even with his thick skin, Wan Bao couldn't just assert an easily debunked lie, so he forced a smile and said,
"Cultivating immortality is indeed a defiance of the heavens. If Ancestor Xuan Xiao could achieve Nascent Soul, it ans the heavens have left us a sliver of hope, and we might not be without chances!"
Everyone shook their heads, their interest in the Nine Continents greatly diminished.
The Golden Elixir True Monarchs initially had high hopes for the Nine Continents, desiring to leverage the decline of the demonic path to snatch away heritage and resources. With luck, they might break through to Nascent Soul and extend their lifespan.
Now that they knew the heavens and earth had changed, rendering the Nascent Soul scriptures obsolete, who would want to risk their lives against the demonic path?
Wan Bao's brows furrowed tightly as he cast a cold glance at Zhou Yi, "The Five Spirits Sect is now part of the Nine Continents' righteous sect alliance. With such remarks, it's obvious you don't intend to exert effort in exterminating demons. Are you planning to join the heretical demonic path?"
"Enough!"
Feng Yang slamd the table over, scattering Spirit Fruits and Spiritual Wine all over the floor, his gaze fixed on Wan Bao with a faint intensity, "Old man doesn't have many years left. You better think carefully before you speak."
Wan Bao's body shimred with spiritual light, his presence far surpassing Feng Yang's, yet faced with the opponent's grey hair, he really didn't dare to utter any harsh words.
Zhou Yi stood up and clasped his hands in a salute, "If our paths differ, we cannot conspire together. Master and I shall take our leave."
After speaking, he and Feng Yang turned into streaks of light and left Red Cloud Island.
A mont later, more than a dozen streaks of light departed, leaving only a few True Monarchs in the hall who had long since joined the Five Spirits Sect.
The True Masters in the outer hall saw this and scattered boisterously, their eating and drinking at an end.
The Five Spirits Sect's grand feast had not only failed to achieve its goal but had also lost much of its prestige.
...
Earth Fire Palace.
Mysterious Fire Hall.
Feng Yang asked Zhou Yi to sit down and surprisingly bowed first to apologize.
"Today, due to a few provocative words, I doubted my junior. I truly have beco muddle-headed!"
"Senior brother, there's no need for this."
Zhou Yi said, "This is human nature. Senior brother cares deeply about the sect's inheritance, where is the fault in that?"
Feng Yang sighed and said, "Today, I should not have conflicted with Wan Bao. The Five Spirits Sect obviously intends to unify the sects. In the future, they can advance to attack or retreat to defend. By threatening with my life, I can only withdraw for now, but once I am gone, they will surely co knocking at our door!"
The vast Eastern Sea, with its countless islands, offers many hideaways from the pursuit of the demonic path.
Zhou Yi said, "Resisting the Five Spirits Sect isn't difficult. Without a Nascent Soul ancestor presiding, they do not dare to be too arrogant. The greatest threat to Earth Fire Palace cos from the four demonic sects!"
Feng Yang asked in confusion, "The four great demonic sects, how could they care for a re Earth Fire Palace?"
Zhou Yi said, "The current situation in the Nine Continents is clear; the demonic path is dood to fail. The Demon Heads know this too; it's just a matter of ti. What does senior brother think they will do?"
"They'll make a desperate fight and look for a way out to ensure the transmission of their demonic inheritance!"
Feng Yang ca to a sudden realization, "The Four Seas are boundless, the demonic cultivators could simply find a place to hide, or even establish an underwater abode beneath the sea. It would be difficult for the righteous path to eradicate them entirely."
Zhou Yi nodded, "Hence, the demonic path will surely infiltrate the East Sea Sects to secure a way out."
Feng Yang looked solemn. Compared with the four demonic sects, Five Spirits Sect was rely a nuisance, hopping around. He advised, "Junior brother, if in the future you face an invasion by the demonic path, then take Earth Fire Palace's inheritance and elite disciples away to establish a new sect elsewhere."
Zhou Yi nodded in agreent, and with a smile, he said,
"Senior brother, rest assured, escaping at the first sign of trouble is what I do best!"
Back in the Mysterious Fire Hall.
Zhou Yi's smile faded, and his expression turned to one of concern.
The Five Spirits Sect indeed didn't worry him, but the four demonic sects with their Nascent Soul Old Ancestors, Sect-Defending Supre Treasures, and even the legendary Heavenly Monarchs—if they invaded the Eastern Sea, it would be utterly impossible to resist.
"After thirty years of stable cultivation, must I change realms again?"
Zhou Yi took out the divination cylinder, shook it gently, and perford the Minor Celestial Secret Technique.
The spiritual farmland descended.
Divine light shone and coalesced into two characters: Blood Moon.
"Great fortune!"
Zhou Yi pondered carefully, wondering what the two words Blood Moon really ant.
"It sounds like so sort of natural phenonon, could it be that a blood moon anomaly will appear?"
...
anwhile.
On an island just outside the Earth Fire Palace known as Fire Bamboo Island.
Since a vast expanse of fiery-red bamboo, which was a low-level fire elental material, grew on the island, it was thus nad.
Night fell.
The cultivator responsible for guarding the island stealthily opened the island's protective Formation, and two streaks of dark light followed the gap and flew in, transforming into two young n as they touched the ground.
"I pay my respects to True Man Huo."
The cultivator bowed respectfully, his gaze moving with curiosity towards the youth beside him.
Huo Yan introduced with respect, "This is the Blood Moon Demon Monarch from the Ghost King Sect. You've done a good job in this matter, and in the future, you will surely be granted a secret technique to easily break through the Foundation Establishnt."
The cultivator's face bead with delight, and he hastily paid his respects to the Demon Monarch before leading both guests into the hidden depths of the Fire Bamboo Forest.
Half a month later.
A pitch-black altar now stood in the middle of the Fire Bamboo Forest, inscribed with intricate prohibition inscriptions and featuring a Ghost Deity Statue with four faces and eight arms.
The altar radiated a thick ghostly aura that enshrouded dozens of yards around it, causing the fire-elent bamboo to wither away. Entering the ghostly fog felt like plunging into the depths of night.
The Blood Moon Demon Monarch ford a spell with his hands, and the pre-set Illusion Array took effect, making it indistinguishable from the surrounding bamboo forest from the outside.
"The curse is ready, bring forth the items imbued with Feng Yang's essence for the offering to the Ghost Deity!"
Huo Yan hastily brought several cloths, which he placed onto the altar with utmost care. Suddenly, the Ghost Deity Statue sprang to life, its eight arms tearing the cloth to shreds as its four fierce faces let out silent roars, sucking the essence from the cloth into its belly.
The Blood Moon Demon Monarch sat cross-legged before the altar, chanting incantations in an ancient, eerie tone, as strands of vitality were drawn from his body and fed into the Ghost Deity Statue.
A mont later.
The Blood Moon Demon Monarch stopped casting and said coldly, "Today, ten years of Feng Yang's lifespan have been cut. He originally had only sixty or seventy years left, and since the ti I laid him low, it'll only take three to five more days for his life to extinguish."
Huo Yan flattered, "Demon Monarch's wonderful technique is peerless, silently bringing death upon a True Monarch through a curse!"
"It's just bullying the shallow inheritance of the East Sea cultivators. Such Dark Witch Curse techniques have long been outdated in the Nine Continents."
The Blood Moon Demon Monarch said coldly, "If not for the ancestor's instructions not to cause a commotion and silently erode the East Sea to leave a path for the Ghost King Sect, I would personally engage in battle and easily slaughter the likes of Feng Yang."
Huo Yan expressed concern, "Feng Yang is manageable, but Tang Xuan seems to have many years left. Will the Demon Monarch also trade lifespan for lifespan?"
As the Dark Witch Curse shortened Feng Yang's lifespan, the Blood Moon Demon Monarch did not co away unscathed. Strands of his vitality were sacrificed to the Ghost Deity, and he also lost an equal amount of his own lifespan.
"I chose to turn into a ghost in my forr years, barely surviving the Minor Forty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, all because I coveted the longevity of Ghost Cultivators."
The Blood Moon Demon Monarch bragged, "Ghost Cultivators facing tribulations are often reduced to ash, ten tis more difficult compared to human cultivators, but once they overco the tribulation, their lifespan rivals that of a Demon King. To curse Tang Xuan to death, losing two to three hundred years of my own lifespan is easy!"
"Demon Monarch's might is unrivaled, and I am willing to render tireless service!"
Huo Yan showed a look of excitent. Once Feng Yang and Tang were dead, he would step in to take over the Earth Fire Palace.
According to the agreent among the Four Great Demon Sects, the Ghost King Sect was to covertly claim the Eastern Sea. With such backing, he would surely unify the Eastern Sea!
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