This is a cultivation game, but the operation is bad

With the Black Demon Lord killed, the remaining Black Heaven Sect disciples completely lost the will to resist, either scattering and fleeing or kneeling and begging for mercy. The Immortal Alliance cultivators seized the opportunity to launch a mopping-up operation, and in less than half an hour, the entire Black Heaven Sect was completely annihilated.

[System Notification: You have successfully participated in the destruction of the Demonic Sect's stronghold (Black Heaven Sect), earning an additional 10000 points. Current points: 251000]

Jiang Liu looked at his points and felt a surge of joy.

In just half a day, my points exceeded 200,000. At this rate, I might really have a chance to break into the top three of the leaderboard and obtain Immortal-grade materials.

No, it's not just a matter of having a chance, it's a matter of definitely needing to!

Bei Canglan sheathed his longsword, looked at the battlefield in ruins, and solemnly said to the surviving cultivators behind him, "Clean up the remaining demonic cultivators, count the spoils of war, and report back to the Immortal Alliance immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned to look at Jiang Liu, his eyes full of praise, and said, "Young friend Jiang, your actions not only saved everyone present, but also broke the Black Fiend Demon Lord's self-destruction plan. The Taiyi Immortal Alliance will remember this kindness."

Jiang Liu sheathed his sword, looked at the sudden surge in points on the system panel, and smiled, but said humbly, "Elder Bei, you are too kind. As fellow righteous people, we should help each other."

He was calculating in his mind that the points given by the Black Fiend Demon Lord were enough to move him up a lot on the leaderboard, but he didn't know if he could even get close to the top 500.

Just then, in a corner where no one was paying attention.

In a hidden underground palace deep within the Black Heaven Sect, a jet-black jade tablet suddenly shattered, turning into specks of demonic energy that dissipated into the air.

The moment the jade tablet shattered, the crisp sound of jade tablets breaking echoed simultaneously from dozens of hidden demonic cultivator strongholds within the Central Continent.

Zhongzhou

Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.

This is the area where the demonic forces of Zhongzhou are most concentrated, equivalent to the ninth level of the demonic realm in Zhongzhou.

The valley was filled with monstrous demonic energy, and black mist lingered year-round. Majestic demonic palaces were built against the mountainside, their facades adorned with various bloody and terrifying carvings. In the center of the valley stood the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, where twelve jet-black dragon pillars supported a towering dome. The palace was dimly lit, with only the demonic throne at the front emitting a faint purple glow.

On the Demon Throne, a man dressed in a purple-black dragon-patterned robe sat with his eyes closed. His face was handsome but carried a sinister aura. His body was surrounded by materialized demonic energy. Even just sitting still, he exuded a suffocating pressure.

He is none other than Chonglou, the Demon Lord of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons!
His cultivation has reached the early stage of Mahayana, making him the undisputed leader among the demonic cultivators of Central Continent.

Although the early stage of Mahayana is not a high level, it is still extremely rare to break through to the early stage of Mahayana while being pursued by righteous cultivators.

With a large amount of cultivation resources monopolized by righteous cultivators, the fact that Demon Lord Chonglou was able to break through to the early stage of Mahayana cultivation is enough to show how extraordinary his talent is.

Who isn't a chosen one of heaven?

If Demon Lord Chonglou were a righteous cultivator, he would probably already be at the Great Perfection of the Mahayana stage, the most outstanding being in the entire cultivation world.

Unfortunately, he wasn't.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound broke the silence in the hall. Demon Lord Chonglou slowly opened his eyes, his eyes like the deepest, coldest pool, devoid of any warmth.

He stretched out his hand, and a shattered black jade tablet appeared in his palm, which was the token used by the Black Heaven Sect to connect with the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.

"The Black Heaven Sect has been destroyed."

Chonglou's voice was deep and hoarse, like metal rubbing against stone, carrying a chilling aura that made one's heart tremble, "Taiyi Immortal Alliance, how dare you."

On either side of the hall stood more than ten powerful demonic cultivators, all sect leaders or elders of various demonic forces, with cultivation levels at least at the mid-stage of the Integration Realm. Upon hearing Chonglou's words, everyone's expression changed.

"Lord! Although the Black Heaven Sect is not the strongest, it still has a Great Perfection Integration Realm expert like the Black Fiend Demon Lord in charge. The Taiyi Immortal Alliance just wiped us out like that. They don't take us seriously at all!"

A tall, demonic cultivator covered in bone spurs roared angrily. He was the leader of the Riftbone Sect and had a fiery temper.

They all understood what he meant; when had the Taiyi Immortal Alliance ever taken them seriously?
"What Liegu said is absolutely right!"

Another elderly man, dressed in a black robe and with a withered face, echoed this.

He was the leader of the Yin Soul Sect, and his voice was like a ghost as he said, "The Taiyi Immortal Alliance has issued the Demon Extermination Order this time, and in just a few days, it has wiped out nearly ten demonic forces. If this continues, we will be dealt with one by one by them sooner or later!"

The hall erupted in uproar, with all the demonic cultivators filled with righteous indignation.

They endured for many years, carefully hiding within the Central Plains, all to avoid the wrath of the righteous path and silently accumulate strength.

However, the Taiyi Immortal Alliance's demon-slaying operation this time has undoubtedly torn down this barrier, bringing the conflict between the two sides to the forefront.

Demon Lord Chonglou raised his hand, and the hall instantly fell silent.

He swept his gaze across the crowd and said in a deep voice, "I have said before that forbearance will not bring peace. Only fists can make those hypocrites respect us!"

"The Taiyi Immortal Alliance thinks that my demonic path is weak and can be bullied and humiliated. Today, let them see the true power of the Central Plains demonic path!"

At this point, the demonic energy around Chonglou suddenly surged, causing the entire Wanmo Palace to tremble violently, and stones from the roof to fall off one after another.

He suddenly stood up, his purplish-black robe fluttering without wind, the dragon pattern seemingly coming to life, rolling and swimming on the robe.

"Issue this order of respect!"

Chonglou's voice suddenly rose, carrying an unquestionable authority, "Notify all demonic forces to immediately lift the seal and launch a full-scale attack!"

"Your Majesty is wise!"

The demon cultivators roared in unison, their eyes gleaming with excitement and bloodlust.

After years of forbearance, they had been holding back their anger. Now that they could finally openly confront the righteous path, how could they not be excited?
"The Bone-Splitting Gate!"

Chonglou looked at the demonic cultivator covered in bone spurs: "You lead your disciples to attack from the west side of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, sweeping across 100,000 miles. Slaughter any righteous cultivators you encounter!"

"Follow the order!"

The leader of the Rift Bone Sect responded with a resounding roar.

"The Yin Soul Cult!"

Chonglou then looked at the withered old man: "You lead your disciples to attack from the east side of Wanmo Valley, sweeping across 100,000 li. Slaughter any righteous cultivators or forces you encounter!"

"Yes, sir!"

The leader of the Yin Soul Cult smiled sinisterly.

"Blood Heaven Sect!"

Chonglou looked at the burly man: "You lead your disciples to attack from the north side of Wanmo Valley, sweeping across 100,000 li. Slaughter any righteous cultivators or forces you encounter!"

"Rest assured, Your Majesty! I guarantee those righteous cultivators will never return!"

Xue Tianzong patted his chest and assured him.

"Demon Sect!"

Chonglou looked at the other sect leader: "You lead your disciples to attack from the south side of Wanmo Valley, sweeping across 100,000 li. Slaughter any righteous cultivators or forces you encounter!"

"The Bone-Splitting Sect! The Yin Soul Sect! The Blood Heaven Sect! The Demon Sect!"

"If you four demonic sects have swept through more than 100,000 li of the Central Plains, and if you have killed less than a million righteous cultivators and destroyed no more than a thousand righteous forces, then you should end your own lives!"

Demon Lord Chonglou stared coldly at the four sect leaders.

The Lord of the Rift Bone Sect, the Lord of the Yin Soul Sect, the Lord of the Blood Heaven Sect, and the Lord of the Demon Demon Sect shouted in unison, "We obey the Lord's command!"

Four super demonic masters have been born!
A bloodbath ensued across a radius of ten thousand miles!

Demon Lord Chonglou has already set a goal for them: to kill one million righteous cultivators!

Slaughter a thousand of the righteous forces!

Ten thousand years later, their demonic forces reappeared in Zhongzhou!
This time, they're going to crush the righteous forces!
Only bloodshed can allow their demonic forces to rise again!
As orders were issued from the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, the demonic forces within the Central Continent awoke like sleeping beasts. Countless demonic cultivators surged out from their hidden strongholds, carrying overwhelming demonic energy and killing intent, and launched fierce attacks on the righteous forces in various regions.

Taiyi Immortal City.

Xianmeng Headquarters.

At the top of the crystal tower in the center of the immortal city, the huge crystal suddenly began to flash violently. The list that originally displayed the Demon-Slaying Points disappeared, and in its place were red warning runes, which were constantly updated with alarms coming from all over the country.

"alarm!"

"alarm!"

"alarm!"

Alarms sounded like snowflakes, and the righteous cultivators who were resting in the square below the crystal tower looked up and their expressions changed drastically as they saw the warning runes on the crystal.

Every alarm signifies an attack on righteous forces!
The counterattack from the demonic forces came so quickly!

On the teleportation plaza, Xuanzhen Daoist, who was in charge of the entire demon-slaying activity, had an extremely gloomy face. Hearing the alarm that resounded throughout the entire Taiyi Immortal City, he was filled with rage. He involuntarily released his aura, which pressed down on the teleportation plaza like a mountain, making all the righteous cultivators unable to breathe.

This is the oppressive aura of the early Mahayana stage!
Xuanzhen Daoist is one of the five permanent directors of the Taiyi Immortal Alliance!

As one of the five permanent council members of the Taiyi Immortal Alliance, his anger would shake the entire Central Continent!
"Gentlemen, you have all seen the situation."

Xuanzhen Daoist's voice was calm but tinged with solemnity: "The demonic forces have launched a full-scale attack. This is a provocation against our Taiyi Immortal Alliance and against us righteous cultivators."

"Fellow Daoist Xuan, these demonic cultivators are simply insane!"

A sect leader dressed in a blue Taoist robe shouted angrily, "Why do they dare to fight back! Why do they dare to fight back!"

"Not bad!"

Another sect leader chimed in, "It is the natural order for us righteous cultivators to exterminate demons. For those demonic cultivators to dare to retaliate is an act that cannot be tolerated by the natural order!"

Jiang Liu: “.”

666666, that's incredibly logical.

We can hit you, but you can't fight back.

It is our right to hit you, but if you fight back, it is against all reason.

Good heavens, I'm so angry and cold! When will the demonic cultivators be able to stand up again?
Oh, I'm from the righteous path of cultivators, then it's alright.

In front of a group of powerful NPCs, Jiang Liu, who was at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, was just a nobody. He could only stand among a group of righteous cultivators behind Bei Canglan, listening to the conversations of these powerful NPCs.

Why isn't there a skip button?
Master Xuanzhen raised his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

His gaze swept over the assembled bigwigs in the square, and he slowly said, "Now that the demonic path has made its move, we have no room to retreat. Pass on my order to immediately activate the highest level of defense for the Immortal Alliance, and notify all sects in the region to hold their ground and support each other!"

"Increase manpower and mobilize all righteous cultivators in Central Continent!"

"Anyone who doesn't move is colluding with the demonic path!"

"The demonic forces have no chance of launching a counterattack or returning to the light of day!"

"With the Taiyi Immortal Alliance here, the demonic forces will never be able to operate openly in the Central Plains!"

"This is a battle between good and evil; neither side is allowed to back down!"

"Yes!"

All the righteous cultivators on the teleportation plaza roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and earth, demonstrating their determination!
A battle for the righteous path?

No, it's a struggle for interests!
If the demonic forces were to return to Zhongzhou, wouldn't they steal a portion of the cultivation resources?

This is not okay.

You can kill people, but you can't take our resources!

Before the alarms in Taiyi Immortal City had subsided, a chilling atmosphere swept through the teleportation plaza.

Xuanzhen Daoist's order landed like a thunderclap, and cultivators from various sects quickly assembled.

Jiang Liu mingled in the crowd, his fingertips caressing the hilt of his sword. His gaze swept over the 251000 points on the panel, the heat in his heart overpowering the chill of the battlefield.

"Gentlemen, follow me and attack!"

"Target: The Demon Sect heading south!"

Bei Canglan's voice pierced through the noise, his white hair fluttering in the immortal wind. His long sword was already half an inch out of its sheath, and the fierce sword aura forced back the surrounding cultivators.

"The Demon Sect excels at controlling demonic beasts and cultivating evil arts. The southern region is mostly mountainous and forested, which is their home turf. We must be cautious on this trip!"

"I will obey Elder Bei's instructions."

The righteous cultivators who had been following Bei Canglan to slay demons responded, and Jiang Liu echoed their agreement.

"The demonic forces launched a counterattack, slaughtering numerous righteous forces along the way. How many people must have been mobilized?"

One of the righteous cultivators asked with a worried expression, "Aren't we a bit too few people?"

The Bei Canglan team only has a few hundred righteous cultivators. How can they stop the Demon Sect from heading south?

"At least 30,000 demonic cultivators, whose leader, the Demon Demon Sect Master, is said to be a Tribulation Transcending expert, and he also has three elders under his command at the Great Perfection of the Integration Stage."

Bei Canglan said in a deep voice, "But don't worry, the Demon Lord will have someone to handle it. We just need to rush to the south to provide support."

While talking.

The teleportation array shone brightly, and a bluish-white halo enveloped the righteous cultivators of the Bei Canglan team.

The feeling of weightlessness was fleeting; the next second, a strong stench of blood mixed with the pungent smell of monsters assaulted the senses.

The once lush woodland has been reduced to scorched earth, and dark red bloodstains have congealed into scabs in the mud.

"It seems we are a step late."

Bei Canglan stared at the corpses strewn across the ground, his face ashen. With a swift swing of his longsword, a golden sword aura cleaved through the broken trees blocking his path: "Cangwu City is just ahead. It fell less than an hour ago. There might still be survivors!"

Jiang Liu: “.”

Cangwu City, which map is that?

Jiang Liu glanced at the tombstones scattered on the ground, then looked into the distance.

A hundred miles away, demonic energy spread like a tide, mixed with dozens of powerful auras.

Demonic energy is coming from the south, stretching for three thousand miles!

Completely enveloping the city of Cangwu!
On the city wall, disciples of the Demonic Sect were wielding bone whips, driving wolf-like demonic beasts to fight against righteous cultivators. These beasts had bloodshot eyes and flesh and blood hanging from their fangs, clearly ferocious creatures refined by evil magic. (End of Chapter)