Beacon Fires Rise

Moon Embracing Palace.

Lin Fan gathered the many Personal Disciples and informed them of the matter.

Their eyes immediately gleamed with excitement. Some had even started rolling up their sleeves, eagerly anticipating this operation and wishing they could begin the war at once.

After all...

It could not be helped. Nearly every protagonist was fucking battle-hungry, especially Shi Hao, Yaya, and the others—absolute standouts even among battle maniacs.

Only a very few, such as Gou Sheng, hesitated somewhat. They felt it was too dangerous and did not wish to participate.

They even wanted to urge Lin Fan to calm down.

But Gou Sheng knew he definitely would not be able to persuade him, so he simply kept quiet.

He merely pondered how he could ensure his own survival with absolute certainty while also keeping his fellow sect members alive. They absolutely could not croak in this battle.

"Master."

"May I participate in this battle as well? When will it begin?"

Li Canghai was equally excited. She was a Demonic Cultivator!

Any true Demonic Cultivator understood methods such as "proving the Dao through slaughter."

Perhaps what she possessed was not as heaven-defying as Yaya's Heaven Devouring Demonic Art, which could devour everything beneath the heavens—even the fucking Heavenly Dao itself—and transform it into origin essence for cultivation.

She could also devour the bones and talents of others to strengthen herself. At the very least, she knew all manner of blood sacrifice and blood refinement arts.

Yet what truly restricted a Demonic Cultivator's rise in strength had never been talent or any other factor. It was the Heavenly Dao, karma, and karmic sin!

The laws of the Heavenly Dao were laid out plainly. Regardless of whether one was a Demonic Cultivator or cultivated whatever other nonsense, as long as one committed too