The Demon Realm’s invasion of the mortal world is a slow process.
According to information from the Demon Slayer Bureau, one complete cycle takes a thousand years.
In reality, the collision between the two worlds begins even before the thousand-year mark.
The Divine Wondrous begin to erge several years, or even a decade or more, in advance.
During this ti, it is possible to communicate with an Evil God using special treasures and malevolent artifacts, and to use the Evil God’s power to transport certain things across the realms.
However, the cost is imnse and only small items can be transported before the Celestial Change. After the Celestial Change, it becos much easier.
The Sect Leader of Luo Xihu’s Cult of Evil was one such case.
He sold himself to serve an Evil God and obtained imnse power.
Then, he recruited Cultists to offer the Evil God the things it desired.
Human flesh and blood, Spirit, or even faith and emotions.
Luo Xihu possessed the combat power of a peak Super Body Realm expert and was a Dharma King Protector. That ans the Sect Leader’s own power was definitely comparable to the Heroic Body Realm.
Whether he was at Heroic Body: lting Furnace or Heroic Body Divine Seed remained to be seen.
He might even be at the peak of the Heroic Body Realm.
After all, the Cult of Evil’s Sect Leader had been serving the Evil God for several years already.
The Divine Slaves, Divine Attendants, and Divine Envoys he created were ranked by level. Divine Slaves were ordinary people who showed no abnormalities unless triggered. Once triggered, they would beco Puppets that only knew how to kill and could never return to normal.
Divine Attendants, once triggered, also beca killing machines, but they could regain their senses afterward.
This rank required individuals who had cultivated the Divine Wondrous and were deed worthy of being bestowed the title.
Divine Envoys were even higher. Even when they entered a frenzy and their combat power was greatly amplified, they could remain conscious.
This level required one to have stepped into the Super Body Realm.
One’s realm determined their rank within the Cult of Evil, and the benefits they enjoyed differed accordingly.
Not only could they obtain worldly treasures, beautiful won, and fine cuisine, but they could also get their hands on Source Fruits and Marvels from the Domains.
But in Gu Zheng’s eyes, these Divine Slaves, Divine Attendants, and Divine Envoys were all "Demon Fiends"!
And Gu Zheng was very interested in Cultists who could provide Demon Points.
...
Thirty li west of Ciming Mountain.
Atop a naless mountain, seven or eight hundred ters high.
Gu Zheng concealed his aura, his figure flickering as he skimd low across the ground.
’It doesn’t matter that I don’t know the exact location of the cult’s stronghold.’
After circling the mountain once, Gu Zheng found a hidden cave.
He had co alone this ti.
Cheng Zong and the others had already left the mountain and were heading out of the prefecture.
It was more convenient for Gu Zheng to act alone.
SWISH! SWISH!
Blades danced through the air, suddenly shooting out and striking the guards at the cave entrance.
Before they could even react, their heads were pierced through, splattering red and white. Yet their bodies remained standing, still faithfully at their posts.
Spirit Capturing!
[Demon Points 30]
[Demon Points 31]
...
’Over 30 Demon Points... Were those two guards Divine Attendants?’
Gu Zheng drifted lightly into the cave entrance, the blades dancing and circling around him.
Once inside the cave, he pushed his "Shadow" ability to its limit, "seeing" the passage ahead, the turns, and the environnt beyond, primarily scanning for the movents of the Cultists.
By "seeing" a step ahead, the blades circling him could aim more accurately once they shot out.
Then, a series of soft thuds—PTHWIP, PTHWIP, PTHWIP—rang out continuously.
Spirit Capturing!
[Demon Points 20]
[Demon Points 19]
...
Everywhere he passed, Divine Slaves and Divine Attendants had their heads silently pierced, dying painless deaths.
Spirit Capturing! Spirit Capturing!
He harvested Demon Points as he ventured deeper into the cave.
Soon, Gu Zheng entered a spacious cavern.
In the center of a large clearing, obviously man-made, stood a stone statue.
Just like the one he had seen last ti, this statue consisted only of a head, with no body.
’So, the true form of the Evil God that Luo Xihu serves is just a head?’
’A two-faced, giant-headed Evil God?’
Gu Zheng pondered this as he swept his gaze around the area and released the pressure of his Heroic Body Realm.
BZZZZ—
The space trembled.
An invisible pressure enveloped the entire clearing.
The group of Divine Slaves prostrating in the clearing instantly went rigid.
Even the dozen or so Divine Attendants flanking the statue were unable to move. Terror filled their faces, but when they tried to scream, no sound ca out.
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
Cold glints of light danced as blades shot out, swooping into the crowd.
"SHINK! SHINK! SHINK!"
The gleam of the blades flickered, kicking up sprays of blood.
The three hundred and sixty blades annihilated everyone in the clearing in a single pass.
Spirit Capturing!
[Demon Points 22]
[Demon Points 19]
...
A huge haul!
Gu Zheng commanded the blades to fly back.
Just as they neared him, a furious roar suddenly erupted.
"You’re asking to die!"
The shout, spoken in unison and laced with a cold, malevolent aura, ca from the far end of a corner.
Three tall, burly figures shot out at extre speed, lunging toward Gu Zheng.
WHOOSH—
A ring whistled around each figure, cutting through the air and generating an invisible force that neutralized the pressure of the Heroic Body Realm!
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
With a gust of wind, the three figures zipped around Gu Zheng, forming a triangle and trapping him in the center.
And then...
BZZZT!
The void trembled, and ripples appeared in the air.
The three n ford hand seals in unison, releasing an invisible power that linked together in mid-air, forming a ring-shaped seal that pressed down on Gu Zheng.
In that instant, Gu Zheng sensed the power fluctuations of the Heroic Body Realm.
Looking at the three n, each occupying a corner, he saw that they all looked identical.
All of them had scruffy beards, burly builds, and ferocious glints in their eyes.
’Triplets?’
’They probably even have telepathy.’
’Marvels that neutralize Heroic Body pressure, combined with power comparable to the Heroic Body Realm...’
’If it had been anyone else, they might have actually been defeated.’
’A pity...’
SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!
Of the three hundred and sixty dancing blades, one hundred suddenly vanished.
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