In an era where everyone is cultivating immortality, the system wants me to become a demon?

Chapter 410 The Primordial Chaos Path is Actually a Sinkhole?! (3K views, please subscribe!)

As Su Yuan meditated intently, ignoring everything else, the secret realm fell silent once more.

During his meditation, the formless and intangible chaotic tribulation energy within the secret realm gradually converged towards Su Yuan.

As the primordial calamity energy gathered more and more, a crystal that seemed to contain all the colors of the world eventually appeared in front of Su Yuan as a pale gray crystal that was neither black nor white.

This thing is the essence of primordial chaos. Although it is only the size of a grain of rice, the moment it was born, it actively influenced and distorted the surrounding Daoist rhythm, trying to transform this place into its own domain.

Its domineering nature surprised even Su Yuan, who had orchestrated all of this.

With a thought, he integrated the primordial essence into his body, channeling it into his dantian.

Senluo Spirit Root reacted immediately, extending its tentacles to bury the Primordial Essence deep within its roots, refining it little by little at a moderate pace.

Through the refinement of the Primordial Essence, the nature of the spiritual power transformed from the Senluo Spiritual Root also underwent subtle changes.

After a brief calculation, Su Yuan was pleasantly surprised to find that simply converting all the calamity energy within the mausoleum into Primordial Essence would satisfy half of his Great Dao Essence requirements when advancing to the Golden Core stage.

This trip was definitely worthwhile.

However, he also understood that this secret realm was special, and the residual chaotic energy in other secret realms was certainly far greater than that here.

Hopefully, the combined primordial chaos energy contained in the Jinhua Mountain Secret Realm and the Dragon King Secret Realm will be enough for me to advance to the Golden Core stage.

Feeling a little anxious, Su Yuan accelerated his cultivation.

But just then, a surprised voice suddenly rang in his ears:

"The Primordial Chaos Path? You actually dare to walk the Primordial Chaos Path?"

That voice belonged to none other than the swindler from before.

Su Yuan continued to pretend he hadn't heard.

What's the use of just talking? If you've got the guts, crawl out of your grave and bite me!
If you really had that ability, you wouldn't have needed to go to such lengths to trick me into going to the mausoleum.

But at that moment, the mausoleum suddenly began to tremble violently.

Su Yuan was immediately startled by the scene.

No, you've really come back to life!

Under Su Yuan's tense gaze, an extremely thin hand suddenly emerged from the darkness of the mausoleum entrance and gripped the ground tightly.

Then, accompanied by a chilling dragging sound, a mummified corpse slowly crawled out of the mausoleum.

The mummy had extremely sparse hair, an extremely aged face, and its clothes were torn to shreds as it was moved, making it look exactly like a mummy that had been dried for 100,000 years.

Fortunately, Su Yuan did not lose his composure. Instead, he carefully examined the condition of the mummified corpse and found that its spiritual energy had dried up, and it seemed that it had lost all its cultivation.

This made Su Yuan feel a little relieved.

Regardless of whether the desiccated corpse opposite him is the Heavenly Lord of Corruption or not, it seems that it does not have the ability to kill him with a single slap.

However, Su Yuan did not underestimate the other party, but asked sincerely:
"Senior, who exactly are you?"

"As far as I know, the Corruption-Transforming Heavenly Lord and the other thirty-five Nascent Soul cultivators of the human race are all alive and well, so you cannot be the Corruption-Transforming Heavenly Lord."

Upon hearing this, the desiccated corpse let out two cold, snarling laughs from its shriveled mouth, which revealed two rows of ferocious teeth.

"Alive and well? How laughable... Among these thirty-six human Nascent Soul cultivators, who knows how many are true Nascent Soul cultivators and how many are false gods."

Upon hearing this, Su Yuan was startled.

"A false god? What do you mean by that, senior?"

"It's just the literal meaning. The being that initiated the Immortal Tribulation secretly replaced some of the Nascent Soul cultivators in order to divide them up, using fakes to replace the real ones."

"The means by which that being exists is so bizarre that even we, as Nascent Soul cultivators, cannot tell whether the person we live with day and night is real or fake, thus breaking the trust between Nascent Soul cultivators."

The mummified corpse sneered, its tone carrying an indescribable complexity of emotions.

"Among the thirty-six Nascent Soul cultivators, some are fake? Is this one of the main reasons why the human Nascent Soul cultivators did not resist and directly surrendered to the enemy?"

Upon suddenly hearing such a secret, Su Yuan felt his scalp tingle and felt even more awe for the terrifying being who had triggered the Immortal Tribulation.

His thoughts began to wander uncontrollably.

Could the being that initiated the Celestial Tribulation have already laid out plans for the next Celestial Tribulation, secretly replacing one or more of the Ten Celestial Lords of the Blue Star Federation?

If that's really the case, then what's the point of talking about resisting the Celestial Tribulation? It was a doomed situation from the very beginning!

Just as he was thinking this, he heard the mummified corpse say again:

"However, after suffering repeated heavy losses and making numerous attempts, we finally discovered a way to identify false gods."

"It's very simple. Once you've cultivated the Primordial Chaos Dao and brought the surrounding area under your control, replacing the Heavenly Dao of that area, you can identify true gods and false gods through the Heavenly Dao's perspective."

"What's ridiculous is that those replaced false gods, even after being exposed, still don't realize they're fakes."

After saying this, the mummified corpse seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and after pausing for a long while, it continued:

"That's why I disregarded the exhaustion and crawled out to see you."

“Child, you are a cultivator of the new era, a rare person with the potential to master the Great Dao of Hunyuan.”

"Therefore, I want to tell you the importance of the Primordial Dao as soon as possible, so that you new-era cultivators don't end up like us, where it's all too late."

Su Yuan listened in silence. He could feel the sincerity in the other person's tone; it was the profound expectation that an elder had for a younger generation.

However, he did not lower his guard because of this, and asked in a deep voice: "Since you already have a way to find the false god, why is it too late? What happened in the meantime?"

The mummified corpse remained silent for a few seconds, seemingly recalling something from a very distant past.

After a long while, he slowly spoke:
"Our era, which you call the ancient times, is more than 200,000 years since the last celestial calamity. The remaining primordial calamity energy in the world has long been exhausted."

"Therefore, it is extremely difficult to cultivate a cultivator who has mastered the Great Dao of Hunyuan."

“We put in all our efforts to finally raise one person, whom we all call the Holy Son, the Son of Hope.”

"Unfortunately, he suddenly perished just as he was about to launch his first investigation into the thirty-six human Nascent Soul cultivators."

"No one knows who killed him. When we found his body, there was a huge hole in his chest and abdomen, and his internal organs had been devoured by vultures that flew in from all directions. Crimson blood was flowing all over the ground."

"At this point, we have completely lost all hope of resistance."

Su Yuan's lips twitched slightly upon hearing this.

That senior who also cultivated the Primordial Chaos Dao died a terrible death...

It feels like the Primordial Chaos Avenue is a sinkhole even bigger than the Civil Engineering Building!

But considering the importance of this path to resisting the celestial tribulation, Su Yuan was unwilling to give up and could only go all the way down this path.

"So, the corrupting Heavenly Lord who was active in the outside world was actually replaced, and you, senior, are the real corrupting Heavenly Lord, and therefore you were secretly suppressed here?"

Su Yuan carefully chose his tone before asking.

"good."

The mummified corpse slowly uttered two words.

Then he continued:
“I can feel that the area outside my mausoleum has turned into an ocean of corruption.”

"I wish to transform this corrupting power into my own, so that I may regain some of my vitality. I wonder if you agree, young friend?"

Su Yuan remained silent for a long while before saying:

"Senior, do you have the essence of the Path of Corruption or the Path of Flesh and Blood? I want to use the Primordial Chaos Path to encompass this path."

"Yes, of course."

The mummified corpse generously raised its hand and beckoned towards the mausoleum.

The next second, a palm-sized piece of Dao essence, resembling the most exquisite red jade in the world, flew out of the mausoleum and flew directly in front of Su Yuan.

"I am the Heavenly Lord of Corruption, who wields the Dao of flesh and corruption. Even though I have lost all my cultivation during the 100,000 years of suppression, I still have some of the essence of the Great Dao."

The mummified corpse spoke with a hint of arrogance, yet also with a touch of affection for its junior.

Su Yuanzai carefully examined the essence of this flesh and blood path.

According to his estimation, after he fully refines this essence of the Great Dao, the power of the Corrupted Divine Kingdom and the supernatural abilities related to the Dao of Flesh and Blood will increase by at least two to three times—this is in comparison to himself after condensing his inner core, not to himself during the Foundation Establishment stage.

This far exceeds the amount of Dao essence required for a typical cultivator to form their core.

"Thank you, senior."

Su Yuan nodded solemnly at the mummified corpse.

The mummified corpse's stiff face twitched slightly, as if it were smiling.

He opened his mouth, as if to bring up the matter of absorbing black mud from the outside world again.

But Su Yuan spoke first.

"However, senior, I still cannot grant your request."

The mummified corpse paused slightly:
"why?"

Su Yuan took a deep breath and slowly said:
"Because... you are not the real Lord of Corruption, you are a fake."

"This……"

Upon hearing this, the mummified corpse did not become too agitated; instead, it fell into deep thought.

Seeing that the other party's reaction was not intense, Su Yuan breathed a slight sigh of relief and sincerely explained:

“I possess supernatural powers related to the Primordial Dao. Just now, I secretly used this supernatural power to control the will of this world and became the Heavenly Dao here.”

"Through the perspective of the Heavenly Dao, I discovered that your body is illusory and not a physical entity, thus deducing that you are a fake person."

"Furthermore, senior, you might want to think carefully about why your body regained some mobility instead of being suppressed in the mausoleum?"

The mummified corpse remained silent for a moment before suddenly saying:
“I…I remember now, it’s that crown of corruption…it’s the key to suppressing me.”

"Only after the crown of corruption was removed did my ability to move around gradually recover."

Su Yuan nodded slightly:

"So, if nothing unexpected happens, you must be suppressed by the true form of the Corruption Heavenly Lord, therefore, I absolutely cannot save you."

The mummified corpse fell silent again, and after a long while, it finally smiled nonchalantly and said:

"In that case, kill me."

(End of this chapter)