A dim sky, a deathly silent land.
Chu Mu stood alone, his green robe snapping in the blood-scented wind. An indescribable loneliness and despair had long since taken root in his heart, impossible to dispel.
Only after a long while did Chu Mu seem to regain his senses. His Divine Sense flowed through heaven and earth, drawing thread after thread of brownish-red spiritual qi together like surging tides. They eventually gathered before him, condensing into a brownish-red ball of blood.
Chu Mu sensed it for a moment. It was as clear as ever.
This corroded spiritual qi was, in truth, no different from the mutated spiritual qi within Resentment Qi and blood qi.
It was only that this demon qi was even more chaotic and impure.
Once cultivators absorbed this demon qi, it clung to them like maggots to bone. Not only was it difficult to remove, but it also corroded a cultivator's spiritual power and soul.
Once it lost control, it was like a virus capable of infection, transforming a cultivator into a demon with nothing but a bloodthirsty instinct in an extremely short time.
The methods of cultivators—whether Technique Arts, the divine abilities of Bloodline Cultivators, or external objects such as Dharma Artifacts and treasures—were mostly driven by their own spiritual power, communicating with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to unleash tremendous might.
The Demon World had existed for many years. This mutated demon spiritual qi had long spread throughout the entire cultivation world along with the expansion of the Demon World.
The only difference was how dense the demon qi was in different places.
The mutation of spiritual qi meant that low-tier cultivators would find it extraordinarily difficult to survive in the Demon World, much less dispatch armies on a massive scale to reclaim lost territory.