Cease Trying to Corrupt My Demonic Heart

Under Li Tianwei's unceasing preaching, Zhang Linyuan atop the main peak had already been driven to the brink of madness, even falling into self-correction and self-doubt.

All manner of thoughts, doctrines, and principles kept surfacing in his consciousness, as though they had suddenly been crammed into it.

Just as Li Tianwei had said, the existence of all things had its reason; everything had two sides. If Evil Demons existed, then did something exist that stood in opposition to Evil Demons?

"Li Tianwei, Li Tianwei... what kind of method is this?"

Zhang Linyuan could not help muttering.

Deep within Zhang Linyuan's consciousness, the scene from his first encounter and clash with Li Tianwei on Tianmen Peak kept emerging—when Li Tianwei had unleashed the Fusion Golden Core, scattering endless, pure radiance throughout heaven and earth.

Wasn't that the perfect opposite?

"Don't you dare corrupt my demonic heart..."

At that thought, Zhang Linyuan seemed to realize something, to grasp something.

At this moment, Zhang Linyuan's thoughts and consciousness were constantly breaking free, leaping and shifting.

"Hahaha, so that's how it is, so that's how it is..."

Yet Zhang Linyuan swiftly suppressed the sudden flood of strange, brand-new thoughts and ideas within his heart.

"Damn Li Tianwei. I never imagined your methods would be so terrifying. You can actually, like us Evil Demons, begin by mutating a person's thoughts."

"You're using this preaching as a pretext, employing this so-called Dao to influence us—just as we use emotions and thoughts to influence and control cultivators."

"But you still underestimate us Evil Demons."

"We are one body, our thoughts interconnected. There are no secrets between us."

Zhang Linyuan chuckled, as if he had seen through the trap concealed within Li Tianwei's so-called preaching.

Through the Evil Demons' Tong Gensheng, Zhang Linyuan sensed all kinds of Evil