Rewriting the Gods

On an island in the East China Sea, a thick stench of blood permeated the air. In the center of the island, two Taoist priests sat cross-legged in the void, while before them lay thousands of white deer in pools of blood.

Before the two Taoists, a blood-red magic array floated in the void, continuously gathering the blood energy from the white deer below and condensing it into a blood pill.

Looking at the blood pill in the void, the two Taoists' faces were full of longing.

The old Taoist on the right, dressed in a gray robe and carrying a magic sword, involuntarily moved his throat. "This blood energy is truly tempting."

The middle-aged Taoist priest next to him smiled and said, "It will be ready soon. The blood and qi condensed from the thousands of deer demons that have gained sentience will be enough for us brothers to have a good meal."

The old Taoist priest immediately nodded and said, "Although the deer demon on this island cultivates a method that can't be considered a righteous orthodox method, it is still a divine method of immortality. Its magical power is very pure, and the blood pills it makes taste excellent."

The middle-aged Taoist priest who was controlling the formation nodded in agreement, saying, "Indeed, among all races, the Deer Clan ranks among the top in terms of spiritual energy."

After a pause, a hint of reminiscence appeared on the middle-aged Taoist's face. "Actually, the best is still the human race. In ancient times, when the witch and demon races still existed, I accidentally discovered the human race. I tried a few to see how they tasted, and the taste was absolutely amazing."

"When it comes to agility, humans far surpass ordinary races. Unfortunately, humans are currently powerful, and they are allies with the church, so we cannot touch them."

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest standing to the side immediately showed a look of envy on his face. "You've actually eaten humans before? I've only heard of it. Back when humans were weak, I didn't even know where they were."

"It was also a coincidence. I regret it now. I was worried that Nuwa would see me, so I didn't dare to eat many. I only ate about a thousand. Back then, eating a person didn't even incur any karma."

"It's too troublesome now. After eating a meal, we have to go and slay demons and eliminate the karma on our bodies. We don't know how long it will take to have a full meal."

"Indeed, indeed. The current primordial world is becoming increasingly unsuitable for us to live in. Whether it was during the Lich Tribulation or the earlier Dao-Demon Tribulation, life was much more comfortable then than it is now."

"The Heavenly Court is meddling in too much."

"That's absolutely right. If it weren't for the fact that many of our disciples also serve as deities in the Heavenly Court, and that we fellow disciples didn't dare to leave too much karma on our bodies, we would probably have been eliminated by the Heavenly Court long ago."

At this point, the old Taoist priest immediately showed indignation, "Especially that so-called God of Justice, many of my fellow disciples in the sect have died at his hands, he has no respect for the sect at all."

"When he's alone one day, I'll make sure he knows what the Shangqing Miaofa is all about!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest beside him kept moving his hands and said, "We must not be careless. Yang Jian's cultivation is not low. He is at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, which is comparable to the two of us. In addition, his divine eyes are sharp. If we meet him alone, I am afraid we will not come out on good terms."

"Senior brother, don't boost others' morale. You and I are both disciples of the sage. No matter how profound Yang Jian's supernatural powers are, can they be more profound than the methods of the sage?"

"Besides, Yang Jian is just a young upstart, only a few years old, and he's only recently started to show his talent."

“Junior brother, I live during the Lich Tribulation, and senior brother, I live during the Dao Demon Tribulation. We have cultivated for more than two tribulations, possess countless supernatural powers, and have witnessed countless wondrous methods of immortals. How can Yang Jian compare to us?”

"Furthermore, although my fellow disciples and I are trapped before reaching the Great Luo Dao Fruit, we have mastered the Dao-protecting divine power through the Blood Pill Method. Ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortals are far from being a match for the two of us."

"If we brothers join forces, killing Yang Jian will be a piece of cake!"

The old Taoist shook his head, his eyes full of confidence. "How powerful can a mere kid be?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest beside him remained silent upon hearing this, but a barely perceptible look of disdain flashed in his eyes. It was truly a miracle that such a person had survived the Lich War until now.

If one masters a side-path supernatural power, can one truly defeat a Grand Luo Golden Immortal?
If one has enough talent, one will not fail to try to condense the three flowers of the Supreme Realm, but will instead cultivate unorthodox methods. If these unorthodox methods can surpass the orthodox methods of the Xuanmen, then why bother cultivating the orthodox methods? It's all fine to cultivate unorthodox methods.

They could have just bullied the Taiyi Golden Immortal, but they actually thought of causing trouble for Yang Jian. They really didn't know their own limitations.

Of course, the middle-aged Taoist didn't say these words aloud. He had finally found a partner to cultivate unorthodox methods with, and he couldn't afford to let things fall apart.

As the two spoke, the corpse on the ground had become shriveled, and the blood pill in front of the middle-aged Taoist became increasingly round, with the desire in their eyes growing even stronger.

Just as the middle-aged Taoist was about to divide the Blood Pill, a thunderous roar resounded through the void: "How dare you!"

"Those who harm living beings and devour flesh and blood, you evil heretics, die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying fighting spirit that seemed to defy heaven and earth rose up, and a blind gun swept over him.

The middle-aged Taoist, who was condensing the blood pill, suddenly changed his expression. He ignored the blood pill in his hand, and with a thought, the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth rose from his chest. He unleashed the aura of a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal to the extreme.

At the same time, a long river of blood surged from the Taoist's body, emanating a powerful aura.

The middle-aged Taoist struck out with a palm, meeting the attack from the void. The Blood River moved accordingly, meeting the attack head-on.

The spear's light flashed across the void, shattering the river of blood in an instant. The middle-aged Taoist's face was filled with shock. This was the blood energy he had accumulated over a kalpa. Although it was a consumable item, the power it unleashed in an instant was comparable to that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

However, such attacks were incredibly fragile in the face of this spear light, and were instantly shattered.

The river of blood shattered, followed by the middle-aged Taoist's hand. The spear swept across, and the hand exploded into a bloody mist. The spear pierced through the chest, tearing a large gash in the middle-aged Taoist's immortal body.

The Taoist's life force rapidly dissipated, and he died on the spot. A wisp of his true spirit broke through the void, attempting to enter the cycle of reincarnation.

A cold snort was heard from the void, and invisible laws surged, directly annihilating the true spirit.

In an instant, a Taiyi Golden Immortal who had survived for nearly three kalpas perished on the spot!

The old Taoist priest standing to the side was horrified. With just one move, his senior brother, whose supernatural powers were stronger than his own, had died. Could it be that a powerful figure had intervened?

Only then did the old Taoist see a figure appear in the void—a valiant young man dressed in black armor and wielding a long spear.

The old Taoist priest saw the boy raise his spear again the next moment.

"I am an immortal of the Jie Sect, you cannot kill me!"

The old Taoist shouted these words at top speed. The next moment, an endless sharp aura swept over, and a long spear stopped just before the old Taoist's brow. If he had been a second slower, he would have followed in his senior brother's footsteps.

"What did you say?"

Nezha frowned and looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him, asking a question.

"I am an immortal of the Jie Sect, you cannot kill me!"

Nezha scoffed upon hearing this: "You, a celestial being of the Jie Sect?"

"This is utterly ridiculous! How could the orthodox Xuanmen sect have a demonic disciple like you!"

"I cultivate the Shangqing Immortal Technique!"

The old Taoist priest dared not delay and immediately released his own magical power. The blood-stained blue magical power rose up. Although this magical power was very mixed, it was indeed the Shangqing Immortal Light.

Is this person really an immortal from the Jie Sect?

Nezha's face immediately turned ugly. The Immortals of the Jie Sect...

(End of this chapter)