At Mount Wudang, in the Great Hall of Zhenwu, everything returned to normal after the unknown deity departed.
"What... happened...?"
Zhang Sanfeng looked on with suspicion, completely unaware of what had happened.
"My god has cleansed the Ghost Demons consciousness from my body and told me that I can continue down this path without needing to inherit his power."
Dong Tianbao smiled; his former arrogance and stubbornness had vanished, leaving only calmness.
" Junbao, I'm back. I... I've been reborn..."
"It's good that you're back! It's good that you're back!"
Zhang Sanfeng embraced her tightly, tears already streaming down his face.
It's been a thousand years, a full thousand years.
Dong Tianbao was suffering greatly, but Zhang Sanfeng, who was guarding him, was suffering just as much.
At this point, everyone is relieved and all is well.
"Although I'm back, the problem isn't solved. The Ghost Demons has lost its power, but its consciousness remains. If it's not stopped, it will cause even bigger trouble."
Dong Tianbao looked at the distant mountains, shrouded in mist, as if a great terror was brewing.
About a hundred miles from Mount Wudang, Song Qingshu squatted on the ground eating a steamed bun, his face full of resentment.
Although his dantian and meridians were shattered, he was still a master of the Innate Stage, so he still had some foundation.
After being driven out of Mount Wudang, he stole and robbed his way through, and did not suffer too much hardship.
" Zhou Zhiruo, Abbess Miejue, once I rise to power, I will kill you all! And Zhang Wuji, Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao..."
Song Qingshu was filled with resentment and wished he could tear all these people to pieces.
He hated Zhou Zhiruo for slandering him, he hated Zhang Wuji for stealing his love, he hated Abbess Miejue for being so aggressive, he hated Song Yuanqiao for killing him, and he hated Zhang Sanfeng even more for not standing up for him.
Song Qingshu never recognized his own mistakes, instead blaming everything on others.
Stupid, selfish, and shameless—that's the kind of person he is.
"I will kill everyone, I will wipe out the Wudang Sect and Emei Sect, I will destroy this world..."
Song Qingshu roared, then slumped to the ground in despair.
He hated, but he didn't have the right to hate.
He complained, but he had no right to complain.
Apart from Zhou Zhiruo, none of these people were people he could afford to offend.
Just as he was struggling in pain and despair, a seductive voice suddenly rang in his ears.
Do you crave power? Do you want those people to pay the price? Do you desire wealth, power, and beautiful women? Do you want to become the ruler of the world?
"Who? Who's speaking?"
Song Qingshu suddenly stood up, gripping a wood-chopping knife and looking around.
Every word he had just heard struck a chord with him, and at the same time filled him with dread.
What is that talking? Why can't he find it?
"No need to search, I am in your heart! I am you, and you are me; we are one."
The voice continued its seductive whisper, "Accept me, embrace me, and you will have everything. Zhou Zhiruo moaned beneath you, Zhang Wuji knelt and begged for mercy, the whole world will tremble because of you. Just accept me!"
"I... accept... you..."
Song Qingshu's eyes were filled with ruthlessness. He didn't know what it was, but he understood that this might be his only chance.
Even if I die, it's still better than living like a dog.
Come on, let's become one!
The voice and figure slowly disappeared, but a layer of gray clouded over Song Qingshu's eyes.
"Aaaaaah... Ouch..."
A painful scream rang out, but soon it no longer sounded like a human voice.
A row of protruding bone spurs pierced through the skin, and four fangs emerged from the mouth.
Dense scales, sharp claws.
In an instant, Song Qingshu had transformed into a monster.
"Not enough, not enough. I need more power, much more power."
Song Qingshu turned his head and glanced at Mount Wudang behind him, then his figure vanished instantly.
Several months passed, and the masters of the Six Great Sects gathered at One-Line Sky to discuss the siege of Bright Peak.
The leaders and elite masters of the Wudang Sect, Emei Sect, Mount Hua Sect, Kongtong Sect, Shaolin Sect, and Kunlun Sect Six Great Sects, except for Zhang Sanfeng of the Wudang Sect, all came.
"The plan of the Six Great Sects to besiege Bright Peak has been leaked. Our only option is to launch a direct assault."
Abbess Miejue was murderous, but she was clearly not very bright.
At this moment, Yang Xiao, the Left Guardian of the Ming Cult Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao, and the Five Wanderers Monk Peng Peng Yingyu, Iron-Crowned Taoist Zhang Zhong, Budai Monk Shuobude, Leng Qian, the Cold-Faced Mister Leng Qian, and Zhou Dian all arrived. White-Browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng, was also on his way.
A direct confrontation with the Ming Cult now would only result in mutual destruction; there is no other possibility.
"A direct assault? The Demon Cult has the Nine Peaks and Thirteen Peaks, natural fortifications that are easy to defend and difficult to attack. Taking them is as difficult as climbing to heaven."
Yuanzhen ( Cheng Kun ) stepped forward and said.
"What can we do then? Are we just going to let the Demon Cult continue to run rampant?"
Abbess Miejue snorted coldly, her heart filled with murderous intent.
"This humble monk has a rough sketch of a secret passage of the Demon Cult Sect here; you can sneak up there."
Yuanzhen took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, on which a route map was drawn.
"As expected of Master Yuanzhen, I never thought he could even get his hands on something like this."
Abbess Miejue had no suspicions and only believed that Yuanzhen had been investigating the Ming Cult.
This is normal, because the Emei Sect and the Ming Cult have a deep-seated hatred for each other, so they assumed that Yuanzhen was the same.
However, just because she's not very bright doesn't mean everyone else is.
The Wudang Sect exchanged glances, all of them seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
This Yuanzhen is clearly unusual!
However, given that they are currently at odds with the Ming Cult, there is no need to provoke internal strife over such a trivial matter.
After discussing the battle plan, the group proceeded along the secret passage provided by Yuanzhen.
They wanted to catch the Ming Cult off guard, ideally wiping them out completely and eliminating any future threat.
The secret passage is real, because the masters of the Six Great Sects saw many disciples of the Ming Cult here.
They cleared their way up, attracting the attention of the Ming Cult, but they couldn't stop them for the time being.
Seeing that the situation was developing according to his plan, Yuanzhen quietly slipped away to another place.
There is another secret passage that leads directly to Bright Peak.
The secret passage he pointed out to the Six Great Sects required at least a day to ascend, giving him ample time to accomplish certain tasks.
" Yang Dingtian, Yang Dingtian, you never thought this day would come, did you? The Ming Cult has been destroyed, and its remaining disciples are being besieged by the Six Great Sects. You made the Ming Cult famous throughout the world, but now I will destroy it with my own hands."
Yuanzhen laughed wildly in his heart, then disappeared into the secret passage.
He stored a large amount of explosives inside; once detonated, it could blow the entire Bright Peak to the sky.
What are the Left and Right Messengers of Light, the Four Great Dharma Kings, the Five Wanderers, the Four Gates of Heaven, Earth, Wind, and Thunder, and the Five Elements Banners of the Ming Cult? They will all die here!