Sixty Years Later

Time flowed on.

In the blink of an eye, sixty years had passed.

Deep within the endless desert of the far west stood an ancient, sinister, mysterious ruin.

"This is the place."

"According to Celestial Master Zhang's description, this should be the Original Demon Sect Ruins from back then."

"Hurry and notify Celestial Master Zhang."

Several dozen Martial World Warriors had explored their way here, and all of them were immediately energized.

After quickly issuing his orders, the Rough Man at their head remained standing guard before the ruins.

"I heard this ruin shifts locations along with changes in the earth veins. It moves somewhere else every so often. Otherwise, we wouldn't have taken so long to find it."

A slightly dark-skinned man beside the Rough Man spoke in a low voice.

Less than half a day later.

A young man in a Daoist robe had appeared before the ruins at some unknown time.

"Celestial Master Zhang."

The Rough Man immediately stepped forward respectfully upon seeing him.

"Greetings, Celestial Master Zhang."

The others hurriedly bowed as well.

Whenever they faced this seemingly ordinary Daoist, an immense pressure involuntarily rose in their hearts.

Because this Celestial Master Zhang was undoubtedly the most murderous Celestial Master in the entire history of Celestial Master Manor.

The Celestial Masters of the past had indeed gone down the mountain to eradicate demons.

But at most, they would do so for a few years. This Celestial Master Zhang, however, had been eradicating demons for a full sixty years.

By now, the many Demons who had once been wildly arrogant had long become legends. The two most taboo words in the world were "demonic path."

And all of this was because of Celestial Master Zhang.

With his own strength alone, Celestial Master Zhang had killed until no one in the world dared call himself a Demon.

Someone had secretly calculated that over the past sixty years, if the Demons slain by Celestial Master Zhang did not number a million, they numbered at least several hundred thousand.

"This is the place."

Lin Yuan carefully examined the ruins and confirmed that they were indeed the site of the Original Demon Sect.

As a force that had been able to contend with the First Generation Celestial Master six thousand eight hundred years ago, the Original Demon Sect could be called the source of all demons in the world.

If Lin Yuan wanted to truly wipe out all the demons beneath heaven, he could not avoid these ruins.

However, the Original Demon Sect Ruins were not fixed in one location. Their position was constantly changing.

Thus, Lin Yuan had directly mobilized Martial World Warriors across the land in the name of the Celestial Master, finally locating the ruins today.

"I'm going in."

"You should leave as soon as possible."

Lin Yuan glanced at the Rough Man and the others before speaking.

"Yes."

The Rough Man immediately answered.

"Celestial Master Zhang, these ruins are very dangerous. You must be careful."

After hesitating for a moment, the Rough Man still spoke up.

He greatly admired Celestial Master Zhang. During Lin Yuan's sixty years of demon eradication, the world could not be said to have become entirely free of conflict, but it had at least grown much more peaceful.

The Rough Man's grandfather often told him that sixty years ago, Demons had been rampant. They would casually join hands to capture people, drink their blood, and cultivate Demonic Arts.

"I know what I'm doing."

Lin Yuan nodded, then walked straight into the ruins.

Outside the ruins, the group soon began discussing among themselves.

"So that was Celestial Master Zhang? He looked very young."

"Young? Celestial Master Zhang was already twenty sixty years ago. He's eighty now."

"How could Celestial Masters be understood by people like us? I heard that every generation of Celestial Masters lived past two hundred."

The group discussed in low voices. Over the years, Celestial Master Zhang had already been "mythologized." Compared to the other Celestial Masters throughout history, he had spent the longest time eradicating demons, so his prestige ran even deeper. Even the Great Yu Emperor had to respectfully bow when he saw Celestial Master Zhang.

Over the years, Celestial Master Zhang had commanded the heroes of the world in the name of the Celestial Master. What did he rely on? The heroes of the world obediently listening of their own accord? It was nothing more than absolute, invincible strength.

Although Celestial Master Zhang had always only killed Demons, how one defined a Demon was entirely up to Celestial Master Zhang himself.

Even if you cultivated orthodox techniques and had never harmed a single person, if Celestial Master Zhang considered you a Demon, then you were a Demon, and he could kill you.

"Enough."

"Let's go."

"Since Celestial Master Zhang told us to leave, he must have his own reasons."

"Even if the Original Demon Sect has perished, its ruins cannot be underestimated. Celestial Master Zhang fears nothing, but we are not Celestial Master Zhang."

The Rough Man immediately spoke sternly.

The others shuddered upon hearing this.

They hurriedly followed the Rough Man away from the area.

Inside the Original Demon Sect Ruins.

Lin Yuan strolled leisurely.

An invisible Taiji Field centered on him covered an area a hundred meters in radius.

Within that hundred-meter range, everything was as clear as lines in one's palm.

Sixty years ago, when Lin Yuan had attained the position of Celestial Master, he had already been invincible beneath heaven, surpassing all previous Celestial Masters.

Now that sixty years had passed, even Lin Yuan himself had difficulty judging what level he had reached.

Although Lin Yuan had spent the past sixty years eradicating demons, with Heaven-Defying Comprehension, whether he was in seclusion or hunting demons, he was constantly comprehending the Dao and constantly cultivating.

Before becoming a Celestial Master, Lin Yuan had remained hidden atop Dragon Tiger Mountain for two reasons. First, his strength had not yet been unmatched beneath heaven, and descending the mountain carried certain risks.

Second, he had yet to fully comprehend the True Martial Dao Repository on Dragon Tiger Mountain.

After attaining the position of Celestial Master, even if he had not gone to eradicate demons, Lin Yuan would not have continued staying on Dragon Tiger Mountain. Instead, he would have traveled the world and comprehended heaven and earth.

The ruins were dark and gloomy.

Yet Lin Yuan seemed completely unaffected as he walked directly toward their deepest reaches.

Not long after.

Lin Yuan saw an enormous altar.

The altar was blackish-red, with faint traces of blood remaining on its surface.

"Heh heh heh."

Just as Lin Yuan looked toward the altar, a deep and powerful voice rang out.

Countless strands of blood qi emerged from the altar's surface, gathering into a crimson figure.

"After all these years, the True Martial Lineage has finally produced another Celestial Master."

The crimson figure stared at Lin Yuan and chuckled.

"Who are you?"

Lin Yuan asked.

"Who am I?"

"You may address me as the Original Demon Spirit."

The crimson figure raised his voice, speaking with a hint of madness.

"Original Demon Spirit?"

Lin Yuan pondered for a moment, then asked, "You aren't from this world?"

As early as when he had obtained the True Martial Sword, Lin Yuan had suspected that it came from another world.

This was because even the current Lin Yuan could not wield the Taiyin Sun Power within the True Martial Sword, much less the previous generations of Celestial Masters.

And Celestial Masters were the ceiling of this world. If Celestial Masters could not accomplish something, it meant no living being in this world could accomplish it.

Only some so-called other world, or simply the "Upper Realm," could make it possible.

Now that Lin Yuan had encountered the Original Demon Spirit before him, he was even more certain of his speculation.

The way the Original Demon Spirit had appeared just now had already surpassed the mortal realm. Coupled with its tone, it was very likely that it had existed six thousand eight hundred years ago.

"Hahahaha."

"This generation's Celestial Master has some discernment. You know this Demon Spirit's origins."

The crimson figure sized Lin Yuan up. "But since you entered here, the person this Demon Spirit chose has likely already died by your hand, correct?"

A hundred years ago, the Myriad Demons Sect Master had accidentally entered the ruins.

Under the Original Demon Spirit's secret guidance, he obtained part of the Original Demon Sect's inheritance from back then.

Using it, he stirred up a bloody storm across the world.

In truth, this was not an isolated case. Over the past six thousand eight hundred years, every few centuries, the demonic path would throw the world into chaos. Most of it had been the work of the Original Demon Spirit.

"Tell me, why did you come here seeking this Demon Spirit?"

Standing at the center of the altar, the crimson figure asked with interest.

He had been lonely for too long. The last time he had seen a living person was a hundred years ago.

"I intend to try destroying you."

Lin Yuan did not conceal his purpose.

He had commanded the heroes of the world to search for the Original Demon Sect Ruins precisely to completely end this source of all demons.

Without the Original Demon Sect Ruins, many Demons might still emerge over the coming centuries and millennia, but at least they would not be able to bring about a great calamity.

"Hahahahaha."

"You want to destroy me?"

"How arrogant!"

"Before you, more than twenty Celestial Masters found this place."

"That included this world's first Celestial Master. Why do you think I still exist today?"

The crimson figure froze slightly before suddenly bursting into laughter.

"Taiyin."

"Taiyang."

Lin Yuan did not continue speaking. With a thought, he drew upon the Taiyin Sun Power between heaven and earth and pressed it down upon the altar.

Rumble! Black and white energies transformed into a Yin-Yang Great Grinding Wheel, seeking to crush the altar apart. The entire ruin faintly trembled.

Under the grinding pressure of the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Wheel, the crimson figure abruptly staggered several steps back, and the scarlet color of his form dimmed somewhat.

"To simultaneously control Taiyin Sun Power, with this method alone, you have surpassed every Celestial Master of the True Martial Lineage in this world, including the first Celestial Master who received the True Martial Transmission."

"But with these alone, you still cannot destroy me."

The crimson figure's tone returned to calm as vast amounts of blood qi surged from the surrounding altar once more, continuously replenishing his losses.

"Condense."

Lin Yuan circulated the Taiyin Sun within his body, extended his right hand, and slowly pressed downward.

After sixty years of cultivation and comprehending the Dao, Lin Yuan's understanding of Taiyin Sun had far surpassed what it had been sixty years earlier. The Taiyin Sun Power he mobilized now was even more vast and mighty.

Boom boom boom boom boom!!! The Yin-Yang Great Grinding Wheel expanded tenfold. Taiyin Power and Taiyang Power transformed into one another, endlessly circulating as waves rippled forth like a vast ocean.

"It's useless. I am indestructible."

The Original Demon Spirit's expression changed slightly, though he remained stubborn.

But after only a few breaths.

"Stop, stop, stop."

"Let's talk this out."

"There's no need to fight."