Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

The Eight Paths of Reincarnation, a place that was once regarded as a den of darkness, has now become a bright and smooth road full of hope in their hearts.

“Even the seriously injured and dying Tianjiao who defected from the Heavenly Court can achieve enlightenment here, let alone us?”

This idea took root in the hearts of countless people. For a time, a long line formed in front of the void rift leading to the Eight Paths of Reincarnation. Countless immortal kings came here, wanting to use this place as the starting point for their own enlightenment.

At the same time, many forces in the heavens also showed playful expressions.

While their eyes were looking towards the underworld, they also turned to heaven - the place that was once known as the core of the great way of the heavens.

After all, Shi Yi and the Emperor were once the most dazzling prodigies of heaven, and heroes valued by Emperor Huang Tian and God Liu. But now they have defected to the dark camp and broken through to the Dao Ancestor in a short period of time.

This contrast is like a loud slap in the face of God.

Some sneered, some mocked, and some secretly speculated: "If Heaven can't even keep its own genius, how can it destroy darkness and support the great way?"

However, in the face of all kinds of discussions and speculations from the outside world, God remains silent as always.

The majestic Heavenly Palace still stands at the junction of heaven and earth, but the bustling crowds of the past are long gone. Only the faint breath of the Immortal Emperor occasionally emanates from the depths, as if brewing some earth-shaking situation.

People dare not underestimate it at all.

People don’t know, behind this silence, is it the calmness of being confident, not caring at all, or the calm before the storm?

And in the eight reincarnations, Jiang Yun overlooked the reactions of the heavens and myriad worlds, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He knew very well that Shi Yi and Tianzi's "defection" and breakthrough had long become the sharpest weapons in his hands.

These two geniuses are not only the newly promoted Taoist ancestors of the dark world, but also the "traitors" who have brought shame to the gods.

When more and more monks regarded the Eight Paths of Reincarnation as a holy place for attaining enlightenment, his layout had already been largely successful.

In the land of heaven, the sea of ​​clouds is surging, and the majestic palace of heaven is looming in the brilliant light of Taoism, as if it is a kingdom of God floating above the nine heavens.

The God of Willow stands under an ancient Jianmu tree. Thousands of willow branches sway in the wind. Mysterious runes flow on each willow leaf, as if telling the vicissitudes of time.

"Shi Yi and Tian Zi both succeeded."

Her voice was soft, but it carried a hint of satisfaction that was hard to conceal, as if she were an elder who had seen her own child finally achieve success.

In an instant, the void twisted, and a ray of divine consciousness from Emperor Huang Tian descended here like a bright star that cuts through the sky.

An unrivaled aura lingered around him, and his every move displayed supreme majesty.

As he nodded slightly, his eyes were as deep as the abyss: "Jiang Yun is indeed a man of some means. The fact that the two of them were able to make such a quick breakthrough from him shows that it went very smoothly and they got what they wanted. By realizing two completely different origins, their future path may be broader."

His words not only showed recognition of Jiang Yun's abilities, but also contained expectations for Shi Yi and the emperor.

From his perspective at this level, the power of the Great Dao or the power of darkness are just different sources of power.

These two people came into contact with different sources in the dark camp, just like unpolished jade that has been tempered and will eventually shine more brightly.

Upon hearing this, Willow God's willow branches trembled slightly, and his tone unconsciously became a little complicated: "However, this will further solidify their status in the dark camp."

She knew very well that behind this seemingly brilliant breakthrough, Shi Yi and the emperor would have to bear the stigma of betrayal, and the road ahead would surely be full of thorns and misunderstandings.

At this moment, the void shook again, and the Immortal Emperor Menghai appeared.

He has white hair but stands tall. His old voice is steady and powerful, like a great bell: "It doesn't matter. This is part of the plan. The chess piece has been placed. Next, it depends on how they stir up the muddy water."

His eyes were as sharp as torches as he looked towards the dark world, with wisdom flashing in his eyes.

In this game that concerns the survival of the heavens and all worlds, every move is crucial, and Jiang Yun, Shi Yi and Tianzi are the key pieces for them to infiltrate the dark camp.

Once upon a time, due to their different positions, they regarded Jiang Yun as a strong enemy of the dark camp, and their hearts were full of hatred and hostility.

But now, knowing that Jiang Yun was an undercover agent lurking in the dark clan, all these emotions melted away like ice and snow, turning into endless joy.

This discovery, for the creatures of the Great Dao, is a historic breakthrough in their fight against the dark clan.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle. Now that they have an insider in the dark camp, it is like finding a beacon of light in the fog.

It has brought new hope and dawn to defeating the dark clan and protecting the heavens and all worlds.

It’s a pity that Jiang Yun appeared too late, otherwise they would have to adjust their strategy for attacking the ancestral land during this sacrifice.

Now that the arrow has been shot, there is no turning back. We can only keep going and try to open up a broader situation for Jiang Yun and others, as well as future generations.

To Jiang Yun, the ups and downs in the outside world were nothing more than a breeze passing by his ears. For the time being, he did not care about the gossip.

Amid the congratulations of the Taoist ancestors in the underworld, he had already made adequate plans for Shi Yi and the emperor.

Among the eighteen ancient abysses at the source of the underworld, several abysses have been empty. Jiang Yun specially selected an abyss that could be used to open up two Taoist temples and divided it between the two of them.

Jiang Yun and the others came to the source of the underworld together. Shi Yi and the emperor looked at each other, and the Taoist aura around them suddenly burst out, and they sank into it like two streams of light, setting off a dark hurricane that shook the world.

For Shi Yi, although chaos has been able to evolve in his double pupils, the power after breaking through to the Dao Ancestor level is like a wild horse running out of control. He still needs to adapt himself to the breakthrough in cultivation and the transformation of the origin of the Dao.

Although the shadow of the Emperor's World Tree has solidified, how to integrate all the laws into this small world still requires careful polishing.

The two of them sat cross-legged at the core of the abyss, reshaping the dojo and allowing the rich source of darkness to wash over their bodies. Every inch of their flesh and blood was greedily absorbing strength, and every meridian was undergoing a rebirth of tempering.

They knew very well that the realm of Daozu was not the end, but a new starting point. Only by building a solid foundation could they stand firm in the future troubled times.

Daozu, it’s still not enough!
Having reached this realm, Jiang Yun had nothing else to say, and did not return to the Xuanniao Taoist Temple. After all, his fellow practitioners of ten thousand years had not arrived yet. He returned to the Daoyuan Dao Realm in the center of the Eight Paths of Reincarnation, and once again immersed all his energy in the vast ocean of his own practice.

The accumulation of Daoyuan physique and bloodline has always been the top priority of his Dao foundation.

Now that the four Dao Ancestors are standing up for the Eight Paths of Reincarnation, no one dares to underestimate this force. The position of the Wheel of Reincarnation in the heavens and all realms has become more stable, and no one dares to shake it.

Every time he practiced with Hou Ming, the extremely cold and yin power of the Hellfire would be like a hammer to forge a sword, helping to refine his Daoyuan bloodline to become more pure.

Every time he sorted out the information fed back by the Reincarnation Order, the myriad physiques in the heavens and all realms would appear in his eyes like stars, adding new lines to his bloodline map.

Every time he perfected the laws of the dark origin world, it was like building a giant tower to the sky, and every brick and stone contained his profound understanding of the Tao.

Jiang Yun sat cross-legged in the center of the hall, with more than two million bloodline runes glowing all around his body, like a brilliant picture of the worlds.

It seems like one person can evolve the splendor of the heavens and all the worlds.

He could clearly sense that as his blood accumulated, he was slowly growing. Although it would take a long time for him to break out of the ground, his life level was already changing invisibly. He had a strong premonition that when his blood accumulated to nine million and completed the sixth transformation, his avenue would usher in a shocking qualitative change.

Perhaps, by then he will be able to truly touch the threshold of the pinnacle of Taoism and let his own Tao rhyme resonate with heaven and earth.

Even at that moment, one could catch a glimpse of the vague silhouette of the legendary emperor realm - that is the highest realm beyond the Dao Ancestor, the supreme existence that overlooks the heavens and controls all living things.

However, Jiang Yun knew very well that this step was like being separated by a thick fog. It seemed close at hand, but in fact it was far away.

If this Ji Yuan wants to become an emperor, he will probably have to undergo the seventh transformation, and there is not enough time.

It is better to be pragmatic and wait for the sixth transformation.

There are less than 200,000 years left. For those ancient beings who stand at the top of the Dao and have experienced the ups and downs of countless epochs, this period of time may be just a blink of an eye, like a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.

However, on the eve of the great sacrifice, the situation in the heavens and the worlds was like a pot of boiling water, changing rapidly.

Various forces are wrestling secretly, and strange tribes are ready to make moves. Every slight change may trigger a chain reaction, setting off a storm that can overturn the world.

Jiang Yun knew very well that in this limited time, every minute and every second was precious.

He had to race against time, like a traveler struggling forward in the dark, accumulating as much strength as possible.

Because his eyes have long been set on the distant future.

When the festival ends, there will be a final battle that will engulf everyone, just like a dormant beast, waiting for the moment to wake up.

Before that, the grand sacrifice that the strange clan had been planning for a long time was the first obstacle that stood in front of him, and he had to try his best to protect some of his own people.

He stood at the core of the Eight Paths of Reincarnation, his eyes as deep as the abyss, staring into the depths of the dark origin world.

The underworld, which he once regarded as the lair of his enemies, has now become a platform that he must rely on.

The Eight Paths of Reincarnation, this force that rose from the darkness, is also an indispensable weapon in his hands.

With these, he would fight for a glimmer of hope for himself and the camp behind him that would stick to the great way in the coming dark tide, just like holding up an umbrella in a violent storm to protect the dying fire of hope.

The years passed quietly, and thousands of years passed in a hurry.

In the depths of the Eight Paths of Reincarnation, Jiang Yun’s sitting figure looked like an eternal statue, with the flames of reincarnation surging around him like a burning volcano.

Finally, in a certain silent moment, he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as lightning, instantly illuminating the entire dark origin world.

Every deep retreat is a complete transformation for him.

The Dao source blood in his body, after being tempered by the flames of the Dao of Samsara, baptized by the fire of Hell, and absorbed from the physical constitutions and bloodlines of countless beings in the heavens and myriad worlds, has quietly broken through the 2.6 million Dao mark.

Those bloodline runes flickered in his body like bright stars, resonating with each other and emitting a mysterious and powerful aura.

Although there is still a long way to go to reach the grand goal of nine million Daos, every progress is like lighting a lamp in the fog, making his future path of cultivation clearer.

He could feel that as the number of his bloodlines increased, his connection with the great Dao of Heaven and Earth became closer.

It seems as if the mysterious veil of the avenue is being unveiled step by step, and it is constantly moving towards the supreme realm.

Jiang Yun pushed open the red door of the palace, and the flames of reincarnation surged like waves at the corners of his robe. Suddenly, he saw two figures standing in the void outside the palace.

Shi Yi's pupils opened and closed, swallowing chaos. The shadow of the World Tree behind the emperor dropped runes. These two new Dao ancestors were supposed to open a Dao field at the source of the underworld, but now they appeared here. Even Jiang Yun couldn't help but frowned: "You don't want to open a Dao field?"

Time is like a knife, but it has carved out a more dignified demeanor for both of them.

When Shi Yi clasped his fists and saluted, the light flowing in the depths of his pupils became deeper and deeper. When the emperor nodded slightly, the shadow of the World Tree began to fluctuate mysteriously.

After several years of settling down, their aura had long since become as condensed as a deep pool, and the pressure they exuded unintentionally actually had the fierce demeanor of an old-school Taoist master.

"Daoyuan Daozu."

The two of them spoke in unison, their voices like a huge bell that shook the void.

They had already calculated the time when Jiang Yun would come out of seclusion and were waiting here.

When they first entered the underworld as undercover agents, they were filled with doubts as they faced the complicated situation at the source.

Especially the essence of the Tao flowing in the Rinnegan, which seems tempting but may be dangerous.

I am afraid that if I am not careful, I might be corroded by the weirdness and ominousness, and the false depravity will become real sinking, and I will become a puppet of darkness.

They thought about attacking the source, but they never thought about practicing in the four ancient source sites, so they were a little unsure.

Afraid of breaking taboos.

Jiang Yun's eyes were sharp as torches, and he took in all the subtle changes in the two people's expressions. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "It seems that your realm has gradually stabilized. I will trouble you with the many matters of the Eight Paths of Reincarnation in the future."

His voice was as steady as an ancient bell, carrying with it unquestionable majesty.

"Of course it is!" The two responded in a decisive tone, and the Taoist aura around them burst out, as if responding to this entrustment.

Jiang Yun probably understood what the two men were thinking - they were here to ask about undercover experience.

He waved his hand, and the flame of reincarnation turned into a whirlpool, sucking the three people into the dark origin world.

He took out a piece of altar fragment covered with ancient patterns. The runes on the fragment seemed to come alive, interweaving and flashing in the void.

"Watch carefully." Jiang Yun's fingertips slid across the fragments, and suddenly, the obscure sacrificial text and sacrificial talismans floated in the air, and each character contained the power to destroy the world.

As he demonstrated, he explained: "This is a sacrificial text."

Mainly sacrificial texts and sacrificial talismans, the signature power of the weird clan.

At the same time, he told the two of them without reservation the taboos and precautions he had summarized over the years, from how to avoid strange erosion to how to hide one's true identity in the grand ceremony, without leaving any details.

Finally, Jiang Yun said solemnly: "Nothing happens at the source of the underworld, so you can just practice in seclusion without worry.

During this sacrifice, you don’t need to worry about anything, ask anything, or do anything. Just wait for the right time.”

His voice echoed in the dark origin world, and every word was of great significance, pointing out the next direction for the two. (End of this chapter)