The Demonic Path Sets an Array, a Crisis of Life and Death

A middle-aged Confucian scholar stepped through the gateway and appeared in the sky above the Azure Seclusion Plain, making no effort to hide his mockery of the righteous path.

"Welcome, Left Protector!"

The demonic cultivators who had already reached the Azure Seclusion Plain immediately raised a shout. The elders of the various sects, who had finally settled down, flushed with embarrassment. A hundred years ago, they had fought their way to the demonic path's holy land and nearly destroyed the demonic path.

The expression of a Foundation Establishment elder from one of the sects changed. He flew straight into the sky and shouted at the middle-aged scholar, "You demonic path cultivators use the most despicable methods!"

The middle-aged scholar was not angry. Instead, he laughed. "Despicable? When it comes to being despicable, who can compare to you hypocritical righteous sects?"

"If you lack the skill to match us, shut your mouth. Have you lived all these years as a dog? You don't even understand something that simple?" The scholar suddenly changed tack and began mocking the elder.

"You-"

"Enough!"

The Grand Elder cut off their exchange. When the elders of the Eight Gods Pavilion heard her speak, they immediately rose and flew behind her, confronting the demonic cultivators in midair.

"Bai Junhao, you have sunk into the demonic path for a hundred years. Do you still feel no remorse?" The Grand Elder leveled her sword at Bai Junhao from afar and suddenly demanded an answer.

Hearing his own name, Bai Junhao was taken aback. Then a smile appeared on his face. "Senior sister, it's been nearly a hundred years since anyone called me that. I thought there was no one left in this world who remembered me."

The Grand Elder could not help feeling a pang in her chest at Bai Junhao's words. This was the junior brother who had once listened to her most of all. "Come back with me and accept your punishment. I promise I'll have Master rid you of your demonic nature."

Bai Junhao sneered. "Back then, he wanted to kill me merely because I showed signs of turning demonic. It wasn't as if he didn't know why I turned demonic. Now that I've become a demon, would he spare me if I went back?"

"You..."

"Enough!"

The Grand Elder wanted to say more, but Bai Junhao cut her off. He beckoned with his right hand, and another group of demonic elders emerged from the gateway behind him. Four people walked at their head.

One was a monk with his palms pressed together and a string of blood-red prayer beads around his neck. One was a handsome sword cultivator dressed in white and carrying a long sword, but his eyes were vacant, like those of a puppet. One was a Confucian scholar holding a palm-leaf fan, his face full of righteous bearing. The last was a fox-like female cultivator with a seductive face and a slender figure.

When the man with the sword appeared, an elder immediately cried out, "Isn't that Leng You, the most famous sword cultivator twenty years ago?"

"Has he already been refined into a puppet?"

When the monk leading the Heavenly Buddha Temple's group saw the demonic monk, he could not help pressing his palms together and silently reciting, "Amitabha. Senior brother, the cause of the past has borne fruit today."

All four people behind Bai Junhao were demonic figures who had stirred up storms in the cultivation world in recent years. Ordinarily, people only heard of their deeds and never saw them in person. Yet today, several of them had gathered here, showing that the demonic path had long since recovered its strength over the past century. They could not even know how many more hidden reserves the demonic path possessed.

When Qin Yi saw the four appear, he had a bad feeling, especially about the scholar holding a palm-leaf fan, who shook his head and chuckled. Qin Yi quietly retreated behind the others. If things went wrong later, he would flee at once. The atmosphere today was simply too strange.

Bai Junhao surveyed his surroundings and chuckled. "Senior sister, for the sake of our hundred years of friendship, I'll spare your life."

"He Xuan, begin."

The Grand Elder had an ominous feeling. He Xuan, who stood behind Bai Junhao, stepped forward and slowly waved his palm-leaf fan. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi suddenly began to gather. As the fan moved more and more slowly, more and more Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi gathered. "Stop him!" the Grand Elder shouted. The elders behind her charged at Bai Junhao together. Given the demonic path's way of doing things, there had to be some plot afoot.

Bai Junhao shook his head with a smile and glanced behind him. The other three understood and led the remaining demonic elders to meet the attack. Seeing this, the disciples on the Azure Seclusion Plain charged at their opponents as well.

"Kill!"

The disciples of the righteous and demonic paths finally clashed in fierce battle. Brilliant Law Techniques erupted among the crowd, sending countless severed limbs flying. As soon as those at the forefront were killed, the people behind them surged forward to fill the gap. Before long, the entire Azure Seclusion Plain had become a field of slaughter.

"Bai Junhao, what exactly are you trying to do? Do you want to plunge all living beings into misery?" Seeing blood covering the ground, the Grand Elder shouted at Bai Junhao in the distance.

Bai Junhao's gaze darkened. He glanced at the battlefield below and ignored the Grand Elder, asking He Xuan in front of him instead, "How much longer?"

"Don't be impatient. Soon, it's almost done," He Xuan answered with an easy expression.

As everyone fought, Qin Yi suddenly noticed a line of blood appear on the ground. Whether it came from righteous or demonic cultivators, any blood spilled was absorbed by the line. As more and more people died, the line of blood on the ground gradually grew strange.

This is no place to linger. Qin Yi glanced at the deadlocked battle above and slowly retreated toward the rear. The scene was in complete chaos, and no one would notice him.

Just as Qin Yi was nearing the edge of the battlefield, He Xuan suddenly swung his palm-leaf fan hard in the sky. A blood-red curtain of light rose rapidly from the edge of the battlefield, enveloping the Azure Seclusion Plain in the blink of an eye. Qin Yi could not help cursing inwardly. He had almost escaped.

The Grand Elder's expression changed drastically when she saw the blood-red curtain of light. "You actually set up an array here long ago?"

Bai Junhao smiled. The Heavenly Demon Great Array was complete; there was no longer any doubt about the outcome of today's battle.

Damn it, the Grand Elder cursed inwardly. She should have thought of it sooner. She had believed the demonic path had discovered them by chance, but now it seemed a traitor within the righteous path had sold them out.

"Senior sister, the grudges between the righteous and demonic paths will be settled here today."