"What a magnificent gift. I never imagined Dao Sect cultivators could also become Red Demons. No wonder the War-Stopping Immortal Abode has never been able to wipe out these Red Demons completely all these years."
As the bloodlight dissipated, Jiang Chen let out a sigh.
Of the three Red Demon Celestial Phenomena, two had come from the Dao Sect. In particular, one was in the late Celestial Phenomenon realm—a Dao Sect Old Ancestor who had once shaken all four directions, a mighty cultivator of towering renown. Yet now, he too had embarked upon the path of the Red Demons.
The gauze-clad figure, however, appeared entirely unsurprised.
"Between life and death lies great terror. When one's lifespan is nearly exhausted and such a great opportunity appears before them, how many can truly hold themselves back?"
For some reason, the gauze-clad figure's voice carried a trace of wistfulness.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen pondered briefly, then nodded.
The Bloodfire Dao was indeed tasteless as chicken ribs to him. He had a steadier, brighter path to take, so there was no need to walk a road that plainly had problems written all over it. But to cultivators whose lifespans were nearly spent, whose roads ahead had been cut off, and who were unwilling to sink into oblivion just like that, this suddenly emerging Bloodfire Dao was sweet rain falling from the heavens. Did they truly not know that the Bloodfire Dao might be problematic? Not necessarily. They simply wanted to gamble, because they had no other road left to walk.
The Bloodfire Dao reflected heaven and earth. Though, in theory, anyone could comprehend bloodfire, in truth, the higher one's cultivation and the more resolute one's Dao heart, the stronger their resistance to bloodfire. Unless they came into close contact with it or deliberately approached