Greed was the murderer that killed the three assassins.
No matter how firm their resolve, they could not resist the sensation of being possessed by an Immortal. They could hardly wait to try the heaven-destroying, earth-shattering power of an Immortal's strike. Such temptation was irresistible. Just as a beggar who suddenly found himself rolling in wealth could hardly refrain from seeking pleasure and gorging himself on food and drink.
They knew the sensation was temporary, that they could be thrown back to their original state at any moment, which made this opportunity all the rarer, all the more fleeting.
Every sensation during this time was beyond precious, opening a new world before them. It not only told them what lay beyond Infant Transformation and how to proceed, but also offered countless systematic principles of cultivation. Compared with their current understanding, it was the difference between clouds and mud.
It was easy to foresee that, after this extraordinary encounter, they would follow paths utterly different from those of other cultivators. It also showed them the shortcomings in their current cultivation. A new world had opened before them. As long as they got out alive, who but they could break the Heaven and Earth Shackles?
An assassination attempt had instead brought them a heaven-sent opportunity.
Had they only seen one realm above Infant Transformation, or even two or three, there might not have been any consequences. But possessed by divine beings, who could resist looking at where true Immortals lived? What was it like? Where was it? What did the Thirty-Six Heavens mean?
This was the curiosity of every human, cultivator or mortal, man or woman... That one look brought trouble. They could not bear its weight!
The collapse began in their seas of consciousness and spiraled beyond all control!
...Hou Niao