Immortal Pivot, Overseas.
As the sun sank in the west, over the boundless ocean, a dark figure descended beneath the cover of night, slipping soundlessly into the sea before transforming into a majestic man.
It was Chongguang, returned to Immortal Pivot.
His eyes narrowed slightly as he traveled over the sea. The waves lay utterly still, and all mountains seemed small beneath his gaze. No matter how many times he experienced this feeling, it still intoxicated him.
Yet he quickly refocused, awakening from that brief moment of peace with a cold, sharp gaze. The True Demon body truly is insidious. It seized upon the flaw in my heart and tried to make me indulge in comfort. Had I entertained even the slightest thought of stopping just now, this body would surely have taken advantage of it.
This was the cultivation of a True Demon.
One's "reason" had to clash with the "instinct" of the True Demon body at every moment. Only by suppressing the latter could he remain himself.
Once reason lost its ground, demonic thoughts would breed.
Then he would no longer be "Chongguang," but merely a demon that followed its instincts, slaughtered wantonly, acted without restraint, and possessed no desire to seek the Dao.
With that thought, he immediately formed a Dharma Seal.
Formless Realm.
The five great divine powers of the Heart Demon from the past had now all risen into his True Demon Images. Their might had grown further, and they had become even more secretive and treacherous.
In an instant, his demonic body collapsed and melted into the evening breeze beneath the night sky. It silently drifted toward the Four Seas Sect. Before long, the bustling scene of the Four Seas Sect, still as lively beneath the night as at midday, came into view. The