Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

"Because I want to be you."

The disciple drew his sword, licked the blood off it, and a sickly smile appeared on his face.

He kicked aside the sect leader's corpse and picked up the superior-grade spirit sword.

"From this day forward, I am the Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect!"

He raised his longsword and roared at the others in the hall.

"Who's in favor, and who's opposed?"

No one objected.

Because the same flame ignited in everyone's heart.

Why are you the sect leader?

Why should you get the best magic weapon?

Why... why can't it be me?

"Kill him! Seize the magic weapon!"

I don't know who shouted it first.

The entire hall instantly descended into chaos.

The master and his disciples turned against each other, and the disciple killed his master.

For magical treasures, for elixirs, for a better cave dwelling.

People have torn off their masks of hypocrisy, revealing their most primal bestiality.

This is the beginning of raising poisonous insects.

The demon seed does not directly control anyone.

It will only amplify the desires in your heart.

Cultivators are, in fact, a group of beings with the strongest desires.

They pursued immortality, power, and supremacy over all others.

Normally, they are restrained by sect rules and moral regulations.

But now, when order has collapsed and power can be obtained through plunder.

Everyone has gone mad.

Similar scenes played out in every sect, family, and market town in Zhongzhou.

Former fellow disciples have become mortal enemies.

Former Daoist partners plotted against each other in a struggle for a cultivation manual.

Fathers and sons kill each other, brothers fight amongst themselves.

In just a few days, the entire Central Plains transformed from a land of flourishing immortality into a bloody battlefield.

The cultivators fought each other, devouring each other's spiritual roots and seizing each other's magical treasures.

The weak are eliminated, and the strong become stronger.

And the negative emotions they release with each act of killing and plunder.

They would all transform into the purest nutrients to nourish the demonic seed within them.

It also nourishes...

Li Fan, far away at the summit of Demon Peak.

…………

Inside the Demon God's Palace.

Li Fan leaned back on the throne with his eyes closed.

His divine sense covered the entire Central Plains.

Everything that happened next was clearly presented in his mind.

He watched this grand drama, which he himself had directed, with indifference, like a god high above.

He saw a lowly cultivator in the Qi Refining stage who, in order to survive, plotted to poison his master and steal his Foundation Establishment Pill.

He saw a beautiful female cultivator who, in order to obtain a Heaven-rank cultivation technique, did not hesitate to sell her body, maneuvering among several sect elders, and finally killing them one by one.

He saw a naturally useless boy who awakened a devouring bloodline in a desperate situation, and by devouring the corpses of his fellow disciples, he made a comeback and his cultivation level skyrocketed.

Human nature was on full display at this moment.

Ugly yet real.

"good."

Li Fan opened his eyes.

"That's more interesting."

"This is how cultivation should be."

"The strong prey on the weak, and the winner takes all."

"What bullshit morality and righteousness? It's nothing but lies fabricated by the strong to control the weak."

He could feel that as the killing continued, immense resentment, hatred, and an extreme thirst for power were converging from all directions and surging into the law furnace in front of him.

The colorful liquid is slowly being stained black.

It became more viscous and evil.

"Not enough."

"It's not cooked enough."

Li Fan shook his head.

"The killings so far are still at a small-scale level."

"I need even bigger chaos."

He reached out and gently tapped the void.

"Issue my demonic decree."

"Tell those Gu worms."

"The key to the ancient immortal abode is hidden within the Central Plains."

"Nine in total."

"Whoever obtains the key can open the Immortal Abode and obtain unparalleled inheritance."

"They might even be granted the right to meet me."

This news instantly set the entire Central Plains ablaze.

Ancient Immortal Abode!

Unparalleled Legacy!

Meet the Demon Lord!

All the cultivators who were still fighting each other stopped what they were doing.

A more frenzied flame ignited in their eyes than before.

If the previous killings were for survival and resources...

Now, they have an even grander and more alluring goal.

Become a superior person!

Become one of the masters of this new world!

"The key! The key has been found!"

"Kill everyone who gets in our way!"

"The immortal abode is mine! The inheritance is mine!"

The entire Central Plains descended into utter madness.

In their search for that elusive key, the cultivators began to form factions and build their own power bases.

The original boundaries between sects have been broken.

Instead, they were replaced by demonic armies led by the strongest.

They are no longer small-scale brawls.

Instead, a large-scale war broke out.

Legions of tens or hundreds of thousands of men engaged in the most brutal battles across various regions.

Every day, thousands of monks die.

Every day, new powerful figures are born amidst blood and fire.

The entire Central Plains has become a meat grinder.

Li Fan was the one who controlled the meat grinder switch.

He watched all of this.

Watching those Gu worms fighting desperately for a lie.

He was waiting.

We await the birth of the strongest, most poisonous, and most hateful Gu King.

…… ...

Time passed day by day.

The killings in Zhongzhou have lasted for a full year.

Of the hundreds of millions of lives lost, only one in ten survived.

The once bustling city has become a desolate ghost town.

The beautiful mountains and rivers have been turned into barren, scorched earth.

The air was thick with an overwhelming stench of blood and resentment.

And on this blood-stained land.

Nine of the most powerful forces were born.

They were known as the Nine Demon Lords.

Every demon lord is a peerless ruthless person who has fought his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

They divided up the entire Central Continent, each occupying a so-called Immortal Abode Key (which was actually just nine stones that Li Fan casually threw down).

They confronted and feared each other.

Because they knew the final battle was imminent.

Only one person can walk alive to the Demon Lord.

But outside of the nine demon lords.

There is another legend.

A legend about a blood-red ghost.

It is said that a boy will appear on every most brutal battlefield.

He had no powerful allies.

There was only one person and one knife.

He reaped lives like a ghost.

Whether they were the Demon Lord's subordinates or ordinary rogue cultivators.

Once he sets his sights on you, there's only one outcome.

dead.

Moreover, after killing someone, he will devour their flesh and soul.

In an extremely cruel way.

Some say he is the successor of ancient demonic arts.

Some people say he's not even human.

No one knows his name or his background.

All we know is that wherever he appears, blood will flow like a river.

He is the biggest variable in the game of raising venomous insects.

That's also... the "Gu King" that Li Fan was most looking forward to.