Why are all of us who transmigrated at the same time demons?

Among the five categories of creatures—robin, scaled, fur, feathered, and insect—the feathered category has already been discussed.

Among them, the most common path taken by human zombies is that of the "Winners" type. These hairless corpses, driven by resentment, are buried in extremely yin and evil burial sites. As yin gives rise to yang, "burning evil resentment fire" condenses within their bodies.

The first tier is the walking corpse, the second is the black zombie, and the third is the white zombie. At the fourth tier, the leaping corpse emerges, its white fur disappears, its joints relax, and it can leap several meters in a single bound, swift as the wind, showing initial signs of intelligence. The fifth tier is the flying zombie, absorbing moonlight, able to travel at low altitudes on the wind, possessing intelligence comparable to humans, and capable of manipulating malevolent fire. The sixth tier is the drought demon, with red hair and blue eyes; wherever it passes, the land turns to scorched earth, hence the name "drought demon," the embodiment of calamity.

The Path of the Scales consists of the remains of aquatic creatures or corpses sunk in the Dark Yin Water Eye, absorbing the evil waters and corpse poison of ten thousand years, connecting with the Netherworld Water, and ultimately escaping into the Yellow Springs.

The first tier is the Floating Corpse; the second tier is the Water Zombie, whose body does not decay, is covered in scales, and possesses great strength, capable of pulling people away; the third tier is the Mermaid Zombie, half-fish and half-human. The fourth tier attains the form of a Flood Dragon, becoming a Flood Dragon Zombie, transforming into a one-horned Flood Dragon that stirs up storms and controls the water's power. The fifth tier is the Nether Flood Dragon, entirely black with ghostly fire burning in its eyes, capable of initially escaping into the Yellow Springs. The sixth tier is the Yin Dragon, whose body merges with the Way of the Yellow Springs, and hides in the netherworld.

Mao's path involves burying the remains of beasts in desolate mountains and treacherous waters or in gold and stone veins, where they absorb the evil energy of metal and stone, thus tempering their bodies to prevent them from decaying.

The first tier is the Crawling Corpse; the second is the Hairy Zombie, its body covered in strange hair. The third is the Ferocious Zombie, its malevolent energy solidified, its roar terrifying. The fourth is the Earthly Fiend Corpse, absorbing the malevolent energy of the earth's veins, its body becoming as hard as steel. The fifth is the Fiend Hou, its black hair fading, replaced by short, dark gold hair, its ferocity overwhelming. The final stage is the Golden-Haired Hou, its entire body covered in golden hair, impervious to water and fire, its roar shattering mountains and rivers, a war god among corpses.

The path of Kun is the remains of insect swarms or corpses buried in insect nests and Gu burial sites, their resentment merging with the insect swarms in the soil.

First-tier corpses serve as a breeding ground for corpse worms; second-tier are worm-infested zombies, where the worms fuse with flesh, allowing for control of swarms. Third-tier are scattered corpses; fourth-tier are centipede generals, their bodies mutated, covered in carapaces, with multiple pairs of insect legs, moving with ghostly speed. Fifth-tier are Gu corpse kings, differentiating into "child Gu corpses" to form a corpse army. The final stage is the Myriad Gu Corpse Sting, where the body transforms into billions of corpse worms; as long as the worms exist, there is no death, and in an instant, corpse worms can be implanted into another's body, turning them into child Gu corpses.

Loran is currently on a path that mixes the paths of the Winner and the Feather.

However, as a mature demon, he said, "I want them all."

Chapter 254 Demons and Monsters in Chaos: Revenge in the Tomb

“Hey Luo, you’ve got some serious business going on here!” A short, stocky man carrying a grappling hook and a long banner, along with a group of similarly dressed men, cornered Loran in the tomb chamber.

"What great things have I ever done? Just small business," Loran smiled, his eyes narrowed, as if he were a living person. "How can they compare to your big business, Lord Thief! I heard that you recently led your thirty-six Heavenly Generals to completely plunder the tomb of the Divine Warrior King. You must have struck it rich!"

Upon hearing Loran mention the Divine Warrior King, Senku, the man who called himself the "Thief King," visibly became dissatisfied.

"A big deal? What kind of big deal gets blocked by the victim the moment it's unearthed from the tomb?"

Recalling his triumphant self, leading a group of brothers and emerging from the tomb of the mighty king with a full load, only to find a mighty army already arrayed and waiting for him at the exit, Senku's expression turned furious, like a vengeful ghost, as if he wanted to devour someone.

"Tell me! Did you betray me?!" Senku roared furiously, like a raging monkey. "You sold me the map to the tomb of the Divine Warrior King! No one else knew I was after the Divine Warrior King's tomb!"

Lorraine shrugged, indicating that you couldn't wrongly accuse someone.

"Don't your thirty-six Heavenly Generals know? Maybe they're the ones who leaked the secret?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Senku was even more furious. "My brothers were all trapped as soon as they came out of the tomb, just like me. I'm the only one left who's dead. How could it be them?"

Loran's expression hardened, and a chilling aura instantly seeped into the bones of the people blocking the door.

"You're saying all thirty-six Heavenly Generals are dead? Only you and these scoundrels are left?" Loran sneered. "Then you still dare to come and block my way? Old monkey Qiankong, do you think I, Loran, am easy to bully?"

Senku grinned, looking like a monkey emerging from the underworld. His oily green eyes revealed a bloodthirsty madness. He clapped his hands, and a group of burly men behind him stepped forward.

A gust of cold wind blew by, blowing aside the veils in front of the men's straw hats, revealing emaciated corpses covered in white hair and faces painted with vermilion runes.

Loran scoffed, "What do you think we are? Just a bunch of white zombies. You dare to provoke me? Old monkey Senku, have you gone mad from this?"

Senku gave a forced smile: "Yes, I went mad after my brothers were killed by the army of the Divine Warrior King."

"My only thought now is to grind you to dust and scatter your soul, so as to comfort the spirits of my brothers in heaven."

"These white zombies were carefully cultivated by Lao Tzu; they will give you a pleasant surprise!"

"Wait a minute!" Loran interrupted Senku's harsh words.

"You want to beg for mercy? Too late!" Senku thought Loran was showing weakness, so he immediately ordered the white zombies to pounce on them.

Loran nimbly leaped to the top of the tomb's dome, looking down at them from above.

"What I'm trying to say is that since your brothers were killed by the Divine Warrior Prince's army, they probably don't have any spirits left in heaven. After all, everyone knows how destructive the killing aura of military formations is to the soul; they've probably already been scattered to the winds."

"Ah.......!!!!" Hearing Loran's piercing words, Senku went completely berserk. "I want you dead! Dead, dead, dead, dead, dead, dead!!!!"

Senku formed a strange hand seal, and the horde of white zombies suddenly looked up and roared.

Its white fur instantly turned into a dark bronze color. Most astonishingly, the snout of the human face began to elongate, becoming like a crocodile, with sharp, cone-shaped teeth, fleshy horns on its head, and thick, beast-like legs. Its overall aura was greatly enhanced.

Loran opened her eyes slightly, revealing a look of curiosity.

"The dark golden short hair of a savage beast? No... it has a bit of the essence, but it's not quite the same thing. This head... it has a bit of a dragon-like appearance!"

"You've actually managed to integrate the three paths of the Corpse Path—the Robbing Path, the Scales, and the Hairs—into one. Although it's still a bit lacking in refinement, it's still quite interesting!"

"Hmph! And that's not all!" Senku heard Loran's sigh and took out another jar. More than a dozen crimson insects flew out of it, emitting a terrifying corpse aura.

"It's actually the Corpse Beetle King!" Loran exclaimed excitedly. "Even a cultivator at the third realm can't withstand the corpse poison on this kind of ferocious creature. Usually, only one can be found in ancient tombs. And you actually have double digits! No wonder you call yourself the King of Thieves. How many tombs have you dug up to accumulate this wealth!"

"You certainly have a lot of experience!" Senku scanned Loran with his bulging green eyes. "Indeed, you have a beautiful face. No wonder my sixth sister was so infatuated with you and vouched for you in front of me, which is why I fell for your trick."

He revealed a cruel and perverse smile: "I've decided that after you die, I'll preserve your corpse, process it properly, and make sure it looks exactly the same as when you were alive. Then I'll sell it to those nobles in the capital with their peculiar tastes, so they can defile your body every day. After your corpse is ravaged beyond recognition and thrown away by those people, I'll retrieve it, dismember you, skin you, grind you into powder, and sell it to those swindlers in the martial arts world as medicinal corpse powder."

"I want you to die a horrible death!"

Loran moved with ease amidst the terrifying horde of corpses. Although the tomb's main hall wasn't particularly spacious, those monstrous corpses, moving like the wind and possessing immense strength, couldn't even touch a corner of Loran's clothes.

Loran was still able to talk to Senku with ease.

"You're slandering me, making your sixth sister sound so innocent. Don't think I don't know, your sixth sister is known as the 'Poisonous Widow,' she loves to rape innocent and handsome men and steal their virginity. What 'infatuated with me, vouching for me'? She just wanted to deceive me but fell into my trap, hoisted herself by her own petard, and now she acts all innocent."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to waste my breath on someone like you!"

Loran floated to a corner of the tomb chamber and stomped down.

The force of the kick penetrated the entire tomb, directly activating some mechanisms deep within and slightly altering the tomb's geographical environment.

A slight change may not have a significant impact on the feng shui of a tomb, but when many places undergo subtle alterations, the overall feng shui of the tomb can undergo a dramatic transformation.

Senku is a seasoned tomb raider and is quite knowledgeable about feng shui in burial sites.

He keenly sensed the change in the feng shui of the tomb. This main hall suddenly became the deathly and ominous spot in the entire feng shui layout, and a large amount of evil energy began to gather here from all directions.

If a newly formed feng shui formation is like a vicious dragon, then this is the dragon's "throat" or "reverse scale."

The malevolent dragon's aura originates from its tail, travels along its body, condenses at its head, and is finally released through its mouth. The throat (neck) is precisely the narrowest and most crucial passage through which this immense malevolent energy flows. Here, the malevolent energy is no longer flowing, but highly compressed and solidified, marking the point where the entire malevolent dragon's life force is severed.

Under the onslaught of the surging malevolent energy, Senku felt a suffocating sensation as if his throat was being gripped, his life force completely suppressed and absorbed.

However, he was puzzled. Although his own life force was suppressed, wouldn't his strange corpses, which possessed the ability to devour evil spirits, become even stronger under the gathering of evil energy?

If things continue like this, Loran's chances of survival will only become slimmer. Is he deliberately courting death?

Senku hurriedly swallowed a precious pill, using its life-saving properties to survive the raging evil dragon.

This is his treasured possession, obtained from the underground palace of a highly skilled Taoist master. Originally there were five, but he used four when he escaped from the siege of the mighty king's army last time. This is the last one.

He grinned maliciously; he couldn't wait to see his enemy meet his end.

However, something unexpected happened. Amidst the surging malevolent energy, Loran not only felt no discomfort, but instead opened all the pores of his body, frantically absorbing the surging evil dragon's aura.

As the evil energy poured in, a hideous corpse demon appeared in the tomb, and terrifying demonic energy swept through the entire tomb chamber.

"Damn it!" Senku was dumbfounded. "You bastard! You're really not human!"

Chapter 255 Demonic Chaos: The Ultimate Path of Demons?

The corpse demon that Loran transformed into had a ferocious and terrifying appearance, yet it also carried a sense of solemn and sacred majesty of the underworld and death.

The Corpse Demon's full head of crimson hair flowed and swayed slowly like the karmic fire deep within the River Styx. His skin was a cold, bluish-white, like jade that had been soaked in moonlight for millennia.

Its skin was covered with dense, ancient bronze-like blue scales, the edges of which shimmered with a metallic cold light. They were not chaotic, but rather like oracle bone script, engraved with natural laws of the underworld, flickering with its breath.

His hands transformed into the claws of a ghostly dragon, with long, sharp fingers and translucent, jet-black nails. A powerful crocodile tail coiled behind him, its tailbone clearly defined and covered with thick, bony armor even coarser than the scales on his body. The tip of the tail was not fleshy, but rather resembled a diamond-shaped spearhead polished from black jade.

Those dark golden beast eyes were like molten gold hourglasses, with golden sand seemingly flowing eternally inside, measuring the lifespan of all living beings.

The two pairs of jet-black horns on its head are not in the shape of a ram or a deer, but rather like a twisted ancient crown or a broken bolt of lightning, piercing the sky at an angle that defies conventional geometry.

Behind it was a pair of enormous dark feather wings, the skeleton of which resembled an ancient bronze tree that had been eroded, and the wing membrane was made of a translucent black substance, covered with countless miniature pale bone feathers, like grains of sand in a galaxy.

His joints and the area where the wing roots on his back connect to his body are covered with a layer of living obsidian carapace.

This carapace was not an inanimate object; its surface would open and close slightly, like breathing, in response to his will. In the gaps between the opening and closing, one could glimpse that beneath it was not flesh and blood, but an endless array of orderly, tiny corpse worms.

Its overall silhouette is as tall as a mountain, and any living being standing before it can instantly understand the true meaning of "its own insignificance" and "the majesty of death".

"call......!!!!"

The terrifying Yin God exhaled a heavy breath of death, and the strange corpse could only tremble and prostrate itself on the ground before this majestic god of corpses.

Although Senku trembled from the fear emanating from the underworld, the flames of hatred still burned in his eyes. Trembling, he released a broken pagoda, which emitted a radiant light that seemed to separate heaven and earth, forming an impenetrable defense.

"How did you manage to disguise yourself and fool everyone in the world?!"

Loran did not answer, but instead extended his dragon claw covered with blue scales.

Lightning crackled between the claws, and the pagoda obtained from the great tomb was gently squeezed by the dragon claw. The pagoda's light shattered instantly, and the entire pagoda creaked and groaned as it was unable to bear the weight. The lightning struck, destroying Qiankong's proud protective artifact in a single blow.

Senku's face turned pale. He still wanted to continue casting spells and activate the hook behind him, but he was grabbed by the neck by Loran, whose movements were as fast as lightning. With a flash of Nether Lightning, he was paralyzed and his primordial spirit was exhausted, making him unable to move or cast spells.

"You... will... be... punished by... the heavens!" Senku said with difficulty, his face pale.

Upon hearing this, a ferocious and sarcastic smile appeared on the terrifying and majestic face of the Yin God that Loran had transformed into.

"Does a grave robber who makes a living by stealing and destroying other people's graves have the right to say that I am being punished by God?"

With a slight exertion, Loran crushed Senku's thick neck into a pulp.

The corpse was decapitated, and the soul that was naturally released with the death of the body was sucked into Loran's mouth and turned into Loran's food.

Then, Loran let out a long breath, and the numerous deathly and malevolent energies stored in his body were quickly expelled, transforming into red hair flying all over the sky. His originally terrifying and majestic Yin God body gradually returned to the appearance of a dashing scholar.

"From birth to death, and then from death to birth, it is another cycle of reincarnation. However, this time it was forcibly completed with the help of a feng shui arrangement, so it cannot be considered a complete birth."

Loran walked out of the tomb, pondering as he went.

"The Five Insect Corpse Path is indeed all-encompassing, attempting to include all living beings in the world within its scope. But ultimately, it is not my Demon Path."

"Having completed the formation of the Underworld God Body, I have essentially mastered the Five Insect Corpse Path. The next step is to use this as a foundation to cultivate my unique Demonic Path!"

Loran lifted his robes, looked at the well-hidden lividity beneath his skin, and shook his head.

"The old monkey Senku interrupted my final transformation into a corpse. The path of the demon was not fully developed, and the transformation from yin to yang was not completed. Therefore, the corpse spots on my body have not been completely removed. I still need to spend some time to complete the path of the demon."

"Although the Five Insect Corpse Paths have the breadth of the Corpse Path, they have not grasped its depth. Although the Drought Demon can manipulate the celestial phenomena of a region, it is still an evil yang. Without the blessing of favorable terrain, it would still have to kneel before a true master who cultivates the path of the Rain Master and Wind Master, unless it elevates the Drought Demon's path to the level of a celestial god, like that ancient imperial daughter."

"The Feathered Immortal may seem ethereal and free, but in reality it is inferior. Sitting at the same table as the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal, it is even less than the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal. In front of the Earth Immortal Dao Fruit or even the True Immortal Dao Fruit, it is nothing more than a roadside roadside."

"The Yin Dragon may appear to roam the underworld and possess boundless magical power, but in reality, it is nothing more than a mount before a truly powerful underground lord!"

"The Golden-haired Hou has an invincible physical body, but it is naturally countered by the Buddhist method of salvation. If it is not careful, it will be captured and made a protector."

"Although Wan Gu Shi Zhe obtained the mysteries of Gu Dao, he was too greedy, wanting both Gu Dao and Corpse Dao, and ended up turning himself into a Gu Nest. In front of a true Gu Immortal, it was equivalent to giving away a Gu Basin treasure for free."

"These five paths seem powerful and mysterious, but they are actually inferior. In front of a true master, they are nothing but food. The reason is that the Five Insect Corpse Path is not broad enough. Although it has embarked on the path of demons, it still wants to lean towards the righteous path."

"The demon tried to align itself with the Heavenly Gods, but ended up being neither a corpse nor a god."

"The Yin Dragon wanted to align itself with the Netherworld Gods and even tried to get involved in the Dragon Transformation Path. In the end, it was nothing more than the mount of a powerful underground lord, and its status among the dragon race was even lower than that of a mixed-blood dragon."

"The origin of the Feathered Immortal is the ancient witchcraft, which is a product of the witchcraft's pursuit of longevity. There is no need to say more."

"The golden-haired lion wanted to achieve the indestructible golden body, but it failed to grasp the mysteries of the spirit, making it difficult to perfect its physical body, and thus it was all for naught."

"Wan Gu Shi Zhe wanted to get closer to the Gu Dao, but he was limited by his own physical body and could not gain the breadth of the Gu Dao."

"If you ask me, once you've embarked on the path of demons, don't even think about turning back."

"There's nothing wrong with being a god or an immortal, but the realm of demons offers even more possibilities, doesn't it?"

"Anyone who enters the path of demons always thinks about clearing their name and going ashore. Even those who are carefree think about living in seclusion and avoiding the world. Why doesn't anyone stick to one path to the end?"

"The path of immortals is the Way, the path of Buddhas is the Way, the path of gods is the Way, but the path of demons and monsters is not the Way?"

"That's true! Those who try to go all the way down this path basically die at the beginning or halfway through."

"But the more it's like this, the more I want to see what the ultimate view of this road is!"

Loran muttered to himself as he walked down the tunnel, where a ray of sunlight shone down, casting a dappled shadow in the dark tomb.

What could it be? A world-destroying demon? The ultimate rebellion? Or a path that leads to the same end as the righteous one?

Chapter 256 Demons and Monsters in Chaos: The Celestial Master's Later Years

Zuzhou Qingxiao Palace is a vast complex of palaces and temples covering three hundred miles. And there:

Three hundred miles of palaces rise into the clouds, celestial energy from the nine heavens transforms into rainbows. Azure glazed tiles reflect the morning glow, sandalwood beams support the purple clouds.

A Tai Chi diagram hangs high above the main gate, with the Yin and Yang energies flowing freely; the pillars are entwined with demon-subduing patterns, and the spiritual light of the Eight Trigrams is faintly visible.