Western Demonic Cult, Old Fiend in Red Robes

A certain region in the Primordial World.

In the Valley of Hundred Flowers Valley.

Granny Huai lit three sticks of incense, and wisps of smoke rose straight into the Yunxiao.

At the very center of the wooden house sits an incense table.

A painting is being displayed there.

The figure in the painting wears a green robe, holds a green bamboo, and has a serene and ethereal appearance, like a fairy.

"Please allow me to report, Senior Dao Lord."

"Today, our Hundred Flowers Valley lineage has encountered a calamity unseen for millennia."

"The disciples in the valley are either dead or wounded."

"Currently, Devil Dao cultivators are wreaking havoc outside the great formation in the valley."

"I earnestly beseech the Dao Lord Master to have mercy on us, Plant Spirits, and to descend with your Dharma body to subdue the demons."

After saying this, Granny Huai inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner in front of the incense table.

Behind her.

A group of Plant Spirits knelt on the ground, all bowing their heads in utmost devotion in prayer.

Granny Huai looked at Grand Void with a complicated expression.

'I wonder if what this senior said back then still holds true.'

'But someone of this stature would not deceive a lowly cultivator like myself.'

'Now, with a formidable enemy before us, we can only place the hopes of Hundred Flowers Valley on this Dao Lord.'

A hint of sadness flashed in Granny Huai's eyes.

'Unfortunately, the senior fought a battle with an old demon from the Western Demonic Cult years ago and remains in a deep slumber to this day.'

'Otherwise, how could my Hundred Flowers Valley lineage have fallen to this state?'

The old woman respectfully presented a jade slip.

Then, with anticipation in his eyes, he crushed the jade slip.

And at the moment this jade slip shattered.

The once wooden gaze of the Daoist priest in the painting hanging on the incense table suddenly brightened, revealing a hint of liveliness.

Outside Hundred Flowers Valley.

A Daoist priest dressed in a bright red robe, standing on thirty-six white bone skulls, exuding demonic aura, stared at the formation before him with a gloomy expression.

A fierce glint flashed in his narrow, elongated eyes.

"In recent years, many more Plant Spirits have appeared in this Hundred Flowers Valley."

"These creatures that cultivate the way of plants are the most delicious to eat."

Moreover, the merit and purity contained in these Plant Spirits are highly beneficial to practitioners of the Western Demonic Cult.

The Western Demonic Cult originated from the ancient supreme being of the Devil Dao path, the number one demon in Myriad Heavens and Universes, Luo Hou, who once competed with the Ancestor Hongjun for the Dao.

This lineage of demons reveres chaos and distortion, pursuing Karmic Debt rather than merit.

'Killing one person is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand is heroism. Only one who sacrifices an entire realm in blood can be the Demon Lord.'

This old demon from the Western Demonic Cult had already reached the Taiyi realm; he slightly raised his hand.

Blood energy surged within the void.

Thirty-six white skeletons let out mournful howls.

Wisps of eerie blue demonic fire emanated from the white skeleton, eventually forming a demonic dragon that shimmered with a blue, eerie light.

The demonic dragon writhed, unleashing boundless malevolent energy.

Driven by the old demon, it suddenly blasted towards the great formation.

Rumble!

The continuous bombardment caused the entire valley to tremble.

"Mother-in-law, what should we do?"

"That devil is about to break in."

"Otherwise, let's activate our grand formation and fight this old demon to the death."

"This fiend has slaughtered countless lives in our valley; he is utterly inhuman."

"But this old demon... is a demon of the Grand Unity Great Sage level."

The creatures in the valley stared at the old demon outside the formation with fear, anger, or despair.

Granny Huai closed her eyes in despair.

'Is my Hundred Flowers Valley lineage destined to be wiped out from this Primordial Great Land today?'

And feel the negative emotions such as fear, despair, and resentment that gather from the Grand Void.

The red-robed Daoist took a deep breath, his scarlet tongue slightly protruding, and an eerie flush appeared on his face:

"Cultivating the Heavenly Demon Formless using the seven emotions and six desires is truly a top-tier cultivation resource."

Tremble, fear, wail!

The Old Fiend in Red Robes watched with a mocking gaze as the creatures within the formation displayed a variety of emotions.

His eyes held a disdainful indifference, like a cat toying with a mouse.

Over the millennia, this Valley of a Hundred Flowers Valley has produced countless Plant Spirits.

'It's already difficult for Plant Spirits to develop intelligence, let alone transform into Dao Body form.'

There must be treasure hidden inside.

This is quite a stroke of luck.

After the blood sacrifice to Hundred Flowers Valley.

His own cultivation level should be able to advance to a higher level.

If I could have this opportunity again...

Even among the Grand Unity Great Sage, they could dominate a region.

'Those old patriarchs in the palace have been appearing more and more frequently these days.'

Since the Dao-Devil War, and the subsequent annihilation of Luo Hou.

There is a saying that the Dao Wanes, Demon Rises.

The patriarchs in the palace are all direct descendants of the Devil Dao path.

He once listened to the teachings of the Demon Ancestor.

In Archaic Era, it was a being that roamed the universe and corrupted the Azure Sky with its demonic power.

But faced with the overwhelming power of the Xuanmen, they only dared to cower in the Demon Palace, avoiding the world.

Dao Rises, Demon Wanes diminishes; Dao Wanes, Demon Rises.

' The Xuanmen's influence remains strong; far from withdrawing from the world, the patriarchs are frequently summoning their various lineages' demonic offspring.'

What are they trying to do?

The Old Fiend in Red Robes felt a chill run down his spine and a cold shiver rise in his heart whenever he thought about it.

But he was a Grand Unity Great Sage.

Mid-level combat power within the Demon Palace.

In the future, it will inevitably be used as an important pawn in the game.

There's no escaping it now.

'Now, all I can do is try my best to improve my strength.'

'For the future.'

When the situation collapses.

At least it offers a glimmer of hope.

Thinking about this...

The Old Fiend in Red Robes channeled all his magical power into the white-boned skeleton.

The demonic dragon in the void let out a long roar.

It once again bombarded the protective array of Hundred Flowers Valley.

The next moment.

Dark clouds rolled across the sky.

The protective array that was already overburdened shattered with a deafening roar.

And even this idyllic paradise of Hundred Flowers Valley has been tainted by a demonic aura.

The pure energy within the Grand Void was dispersed by the surging malevolent energy.

A burst of maniacal laughter filled the void.

"Hehehe!"

"Hehehe!"

The Old Fiend in Red Robes, his black hair flowing, cackled wickedly.

"Children."

"We've finally tasted meat!"

He spoke coldly.

The thirty-six white skeletons in the void began to tumble and roll.

The skulls' eyes gleamed with a ghostly blue light, making them appear like demons.

Whoosh!

One after another, skulls, carrying a sky full of demonic light, rushed towards Hundred Flowers Valley from the Grand Void.

"Follow me and kill."

A resolute look appeared on Granny Huai's aged face.

She boldly unleashed a Willow Leaf that shimmered with endless sunlight.

Willow Leaves shimmered in the Grand Void.

Then, a pale white sword light seemed to cleave the universe in two, severing the passage of time.

A single leaf can cleave the sun, moon, and sky.

Endless sword light flashed eternally.

Where the sword light passed.

The thirty-six white skeletons let out terrified cries before being annihilated amidst the dazzling sword light.

Not far away, the smug Old Fiend in Red Robes, instead of being frightened, let out a loud laugh:

"Hahaha."

"Hahaha."

"Finally found you."

Facing that sword light that could cut down everything.

A flicker of pain crossed the Old Fiend in Red Robes' eyes.

But he still quickly began to cast the Magic Incantation.

The next moment, Blood-red Puppet covered in endless twisted tadpole-like characters appeared in the Grand Void.

"Go!"

With a soft rebuke.

The red puppet transformed directly into a streak of blood-red light, neither dodging nor avoiding, and met the surging sword light head-on.

The Grand Void trembled.

Endless light emerged from the collision.

It illuminated a corner of the world.

After the turmoil subsides.

Granny Huai looked up.

A look of joy appeared on his face:

"It actually works!"

"Could a Willow Leaf left behind by that person that day really possess such great power?"

You have to understand, she had just tried anything as a last resort.

That Willow Leaf was only used as a last resort.

But she never imagined that the power of this Willow Leaf would exceed her expectations.

Fortunately, it had a happy ending.

'And my Hundred Flowers Valley was saved.'

Granny Huai secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, her relaxed expression froze.

Because, suddenly, a red light flashed in the Grand Void.