On his way back to the golden tent and before entering the natural sensory range of a terrestrial immortal, Meng Qi had already begun employing the “Primordial Heart Seal” to disrupt the “Supreme Malevolent Heavenly Demon’s” primordial spirit, unsettling his mind and awakening fragments of his memories. Carefully avoiding the core secrets of the Heaven-Annihilation Sect to prevent backlash, Meng Qi had a precise understanding of which tent the demon resided in. After giving instructions to his female disciple, he straightened his brocade robe and strolled back unhurriedly.
As soon as he entered the tent, Meng Qi’s spiritual lake suddenly grew murky, waves surged, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he instinctively glanced toward the edge.
There stood a man in a wide robe with jet-black hair, not a single silver strand, casually pinned with a wooden hairpin, exuding an extremely carefree demeanor. The man was sideways to Meng Qi, half of his face deeply handsome to an almost supernatural degree, as if a deity had descended, his hands clasped behind his back, gazing through the tent’s ventilation at the high sky, his eyes filled with contemplation, as if pondering the ultimate meaning of life, the nature of immortality, and the essence of death.
“Master of Demons” Han Guang!
This man was unmistakably “Master of Demons” Han Guang!
Meng Qi had never intended to infiltrate the core level of a dharma-body expert to gather intelligence, only planning to deduce the truth from various commands and messages at the secondary level of martial arts masters. After reaching the seventh level of the Eight-Nine Mystic Art, his transformations could fool all external-sight experts and half-step dharma-body experts without suppression techniques, but they were still insufficient before a dharma-body expert at the human immortal level unless he could cross the third heavenly ladder.
Although he had received the “Reversal Da Yan Talisman” from Daoist Chonghe before departure, it could only slightly conceal his presence, preventing the Blood Sea Rakshasa from sensing his location through divination.
Unless the dharma-body expert had no suspicions and no desire to investigate, otherwise it would be impossible to hide!
Who would have thought, after replacing the “Extreme Evil Heaven Devil,” he would run straight into “Master of Demons”!
Thump, thump, thump… After battling Daoist Chixia, Meng Qi had mastered precise control over his physical body and yuan-shen. Despite fear, panic, and trepidation, he firmly restrained these thoughts within his spiritual terrace, not affecting his heartbeat or blood flow, maintaining the same state as when he first entered the tent. While recalling the posture and words of the Extreme Evil Heaven Devil when meeting Han Guang, he bowed and said, “Greetings, Patriarch.”
Han Guang did not turn his head, still gazing upward, as if worldly matters paled in comparison to the vast starry sky above. He spoke indifferently, “I heard the Poisonous Hand Demon Lord gained a rare opportunity in Bommi, obtaining a supreme Buddhist inheritance, leading to his enlightenment, embodying both Buddha and Demon. I once served as the Shaolin Abbot, so I am quite curious.”
A faint smile appeared on his face, the eerie charm fading away. His handsome countenance now seemed compassionate and merciful, exuding a serene Buddhist tranquility, as if he had instantly transformed into a great virtuous monk. Judging solely by appearance, no one would believe he was the leader of a demonic sect!
Was Han Guang genuinely interested in the unity of Buddha and Demon? Could it be that even after integrating the Heavenly Emperor’s techniques, there were still unresolved issues needing Buddhist supplementation? Although Han Guang did not release his aura to intimidate Meng Qi, Meng Qi’s mind remained highly tense. Similar thoughts flashed through his mind briefly, careful not to dwell too long lest Han Guang detect his emotional anomalies. Thus, he replied somewhat anxiously, “Patriarch, the Poisonous Hand escaped.”
“Hmm?” Han Guang slowly turned his head, his features strikingly handsome, his gaze falling onto Meng Qi, showing neither anger nor indifference, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as bottomless lakes, revealing no emotion.
Afraid of being scrutinized by Han Guang, Meng Qi hastily said, “I had a grudge with the Poisonous Hand and tried to take advantage, but he was alert and fled after being severely wounded.”
Though young among martial arts masters, Han Guang was one of the five masters of the Heaven-Annihilation Gate, with only the “Extreme Evil Heaven Devil” promoted after him, having been personally cultivated and mentored by Han Guang, making him the most obedient and trusted. Meng Qi could only gamble that Han Guang wouldn’t punish or suspect the “Extreme Evil Heaven Devil” for acting on his own.
From the “Extreme Evil Heaven Devil’s” mental breakdown, it could be inferred that he had planned to act almost without considering Han Guang’s factor!
“What a pity. I was planning to discuss Buddhist and demonic scriptures with him.” Han Guang sighed, his gaze retreating, and he slowly walked toward the tent’s exit.
Just as Meng Qi was about to relax, Han Guang suddenly stopped, saying gravely, “Extreme Evil.”
“Patriarch…” Meng Qi nearly lost composure, but fortunately, the “Extreme Evil Heaven Devil” would react similarly, as Han Guang’s authority weighed heavily on him.
“In a few days, there will be an important task for you. These days, harmonize your mind and do not let emotions affect you.” Han Guang’s tone remained calm.
Martial cultivators of the demonic path advanced quickly, faced fewer barriers, but were constantly at risk of mental vulnerabilities, emotional outbursts, or demonic mishaps. Nearly thirty percent of left-path experts did not perish at the hands of righteous sects or mutual killings, but due to momentary lapses, mental backlash, emotional surges, ultimately leading to their demise.
“Yes, Patriarch.” Meng Qi gathered his thoughts, respectfully seeing Han Guang off.
As the carefree figure faded from perception, Meng Qi waited a long while before finally exhaling, relieved that Han Guang hadn’t suspected anything. Otherwise, a thorough investigation would have uncovered the truth. Just moments ago, he had truly stood on the precipice between life and death!
Although the status of a martial arts master was not low—representing the high-level combat power of a sect, and even capable of posing as a major figure among the unorthodox paths—without entering the core circle, one would eventually have to face Dharma Body experts. Meng Qi had long been prepared for this. Previously, he had absorbed the flesh and blood of the “Supreme Malevolent Heavenly Demon” into his spiritual essence, combined with the sealed aura of his primordial spirit. This was enough to deceive others once, provided the Dharma Body expert did not harbor genuine suspicion and scrutinize him too closely.
Unexpectedly, Han Guang had come directly, catching him off guard, unable to utilize his preparations, nearly exposing his identity!
Sighing, Meng Qi recalled Han Guang’s words, speculating on the so-called important task.
The “Extreme Evil Heaven Devil’s” memory fragments contained little information about the spy, seemingly handled by Han Guang and the “Faceless Heaven Devil.” He only knew some Heaven Devils’ righteous or local bully identities, but these were either withdrawn to the golden tent or had been exposed and monitored.
“The espionage case still requires gradual investigation. Perhaps clues can be uncovered from the ‘critical mission.'” Meng Qi walked to the edge of the cloud bed, sat cross-legged, his right hand forming an unusual seal gesture resting on his left knee, while his left hand repeatedly clenched and unclenched in a continuous cycle.
Thump, thump, thump… An intangible heartbeat reverberated through the void as Meng Qi’s consciousness surged and ebbed with the rhythm of the “Yuanxin Seal.”
Gradually, he felt the world grow dim. The tent “faded” away, his body “dissolved,” leaving only the beating hearts that resonated distantly with his own.
Grandmasters and above cannot sense it… Meng Qi’s eyes were half-open and half-closed, the beating of his heart gradually taking on a peculiar rhythm.
Thump, thump, thump—the beating of each heart grew increasingly distinct. Thoughts surged forth from them like droplets merging into a tide, crashing violently into Meng Qi’s mind.
The women in Langmu are really something—wild and beautiful, with those waists and chests…
“Damn it, what the hell is this? Calling each other brothers, yet I wish I could stab him in the back twice…”
“The people from the Temple of Asura are so hard to please, so fierce and cruel…”
“Why hasn’t he arrived yet? Could something have happened…”
“Damn old man, hurry up and die if you’re going to, don’t drag it out…”
“Lu Da and Chong He have also ascended to the Earth Immortal realm? But they don’t seem like ordinary Earth Immortals…”
The human heart is a realm of ghosts and demons, where every thought transforms into a voice, clamoring chaotically within Meng Qi’s mind. Were it not for the Unbreakable Primordial Form and the golden colossal Buddha suppressing them, his thoughts might have been scattered, reducing him to a state of idiocy.
Countless people’s darkest thoughts were revealed—this was the “Primordial Heart Seal,” a technique akin to mind-reading, connecting hearts through the “original mind.” With a clear and tranquil spirit, Meng Qi sorted through the useful information.
The people of the Shura Temple reside in the yellow tents, led by their leader, the “Asura King” Rahu…
The Blood Robe Sect has also sent the Ten Thousand Insects Venerable, who is currently near the green tent…
The Pure Maiden and Mystic Maiden lineage of the Su Nü Dao did not get involved, merely pledging neutrality. The Joyful lineage, however, sent the contemporary Joyful Bodhisattva and the Evil Desire Bodhisattva among others, who directly took up residence in the Golden Tent…
The Temple of Joy remained hidden in the shadows, only sending out the “Six Desires True Buddha,” a peak-level External Scenery expert, to negotiate. They presented a list of numerous female powerhouses from the righteous path, demanding that they be dealt with first—though the specific names on the list remain unknown…
The Longevity Sect resides in the black tents near the Golden Horde, where many shamanic deities have appeared…
The Unkindness Tower didn’t get involved, but they did accept the commission task…
Life and death are unpredictable, and the sect is shrouded in mystery, having taken up residence in the black tent of the Eternal Life Sect…
Luoism has dispatched the King of True Emptiness, the Great Luo Saintess, the Divine Envoy of Rites, the Divine Envoy of Lanterns, and others—giving it their all…
As for the Annihilation Heaven Sect, Meng Qi had already learned from the Extreme Evil Heavenly Demon that it consisted of four Heavenly Demons (three of whom were grandmasters) and the “Demon Teacher” Han Guang. The main affairs were handled by the Heavenly Demons, while Han Guang’s whereabouts remained a mystery, appearing only occasionally.
Opening his eyes, the thoughts dissipated one by one. A nameless fury burned fiercely in Meng Qi’s heart. The Temple of Joy was truly detestable. Though he didn’t know the exact list of names, he could easily guess who was involved just by using his toes!
Where is the breakthrough? Meng Qi suppressed his emotions and began to ponder deeply.
The Temple of Asura and the Bloody Robe Sect are both dominant forces in their respective regions. Even if they could reap immense benefits from plundering Northern Zhou and Southern Jin, once the righteous path declines, how would they resist the “Earth Immortal” Guduo and the “Celestial Immortal” Heaven’s Punishment Axe?
At that time, the only choice left will be to bow in submission!
Previously, they had been intimidated by Guldo’s overwhelming strength, fearing that even if they stayed out of the conflict, the righteous path would still be crushed like dry weeds. Thus, they had no choice but to submit. But now, with Mr. Lu Da and Daoist Chonghe demonstrating that their combined strength is enough to rival Guldo, might they reconsider? Could they attempt to maintain the current balance of power to preserve their own transcendent status?
At this thought, Meng Qi suddenly stood up and headed toward the yellow tent where the Asura Temple was stationed. Using the excuse of fearing they might go back on their word, he decided to sound them out.
At this very moment, I represent none other than the “Demon Master” Han Guang!
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