The Six Paths in the Human Heart

Lan Jingtian looked around. There was only one path, with no branches. Along the way, he had carefully sensed whether the earth-elemental force was flowing naturally and harmoniously, but had found no other mechanisms or hidden passageways. In other words, either the Golden Tent Warriors and the Longevity Cult shamans had never entered the Demonic Soil, or they had already passed through the stone gate.

The Nine Abysses, according to legend, was the birthplace of evil gods and demons. It was home to innate Evil Gods and the Lord of the Underworld. The laws and principles of the world there were utterly different from those of the world outside. Once there, it would become difficult to use the Inner World to draw upon the Outer World. A force of four ounces could no longer move a thousand pounds; one might gain the power to raze cities, split rivers, and shake the earth, but could also be corrupted by the Outer World, gradually Entering the Demonic Path and losing one's mind... The thought made Lan Jingtian hesitate. The Nine Abysses' terrifying, uncanny nature had been passed down through generations—enough to keep children from crying at night.

At that moment, Gao Qianyuan said coolly, "Only after passing through this gate do you reach the Demonic Soil."

Only after passing through this gate did they reach the Demonic Soil? Lan Jingtian was slightly astonished. It was true: along the way, aside from the growing cold, the thickening black and dark-green fog, and the increasing amount of blood, nearly black and dark red, in the soil, there had been none of the other signs of the Demonic Soil—no ghosts, no foul aura, not even slightly mutated Sea of Vital Energy.

It seemed the Longevity Cult and the Sect of Impermanence of Life and Death