Desolate Heaven Immortal Monarch: The Despicable One

"Immortal Monarch Huangtian?" Gu Qingfeng murmured to himself as he listened to the grandiose voice.

"Worthy of the Eternal Epoch. Immortal Monarchs, who couldn't even be found before, have appeared twice in just a single day. It is to be expected that this person wants to recruit disciples far and wide to rebuild the Huangtian Immortal Court."

After all, these ancients had been reborn from the Eternal Epoch, but their factions had not been reborn with them. Having always been high and mighty, they naturally wanted to rebuild their forces.

Firstly, having subordinates made it easier to get things done. Secondly, establishing a faction gathered providence, which was beneficial to their cultivation.

Especially when these ancients saw how weak the immortals of the present age were, lacking even a single Immortal Monarch, they would surely become even more unbridled.

Why should such weak, modern immortals occupy vast grotto-heavens and blessed lands, enjoying their providence? They could easily be replaced!

This resulted in a massive reshuffling of the factions in the Meteor Abyss.

The fact that Immortal Monarch Huangtian chose to hold a sermon at Jietian Peak indicated that the Jietian Sect had likely already fallen into his hands.

That meant if he wanted to enter the Jietian Sect to find the sword of Ten-Lives Immortal Lord Lin Daoxuan, he would inevitably have to face Immortal Monarch Huangtian.

Well, since that was the case, he might as well kill him.

Having made up his mind, Gu Qingfeng did not act immediately. Instead, he planned to wait three days and strike when Immortal Monarch Huangtian held his sermon.

With the title of an Immortal Monarch, he would definitely attract countless immortals to come listen to the Dao and subsequently join the Huangtian Immortal Court. These were all top-tier nutrients.

Three days passed quickly with the company of Immortal Lord Xuanshuang.

After three days, through deep exchanges and exploring the Great Dao with a powerhouse like Immortal Lord Xuanshuang, Gu Qingfeng benefited immensely.

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Jietian Peak.

An ancient mountain range shrouded in dense, immortal mist.

In the past Jietian Sect, it was a forbidden zone that no one dared to enter, a crucial area where only the Supreme Elders and the Sect Master could set foot.

But now, this vital ground was occupied by Immortal Monarch Huangtian, serving as his dojo.

Immortal Monarch Huangtian was a middle-aged Daoist wearing a sun-and-moon dharma robe with a kindly face. His figure was ethereal, surrounded by Daoist rhymes. It seemed that just one glance at him would give someone the feeling of being baptized by the Great Dao.

He sat upright at the summit of Jietian Peak, gently preaching the Great Dao. Endless Daoist rhymes spilled from his lips, permeating heaven and earth.

Anomalies accompanied this between heaven and earth. Fragrant fresh flowers constantly fell from the sky, while golden lotuses occasionally sprang up from the ground.

Rumor had it that only those with an extremely profound comprehension of the Great Dao would trigger the anomalies of falling heavenly flowers and surging golden lotuses during a sermon.

At this time, Jietian Peak was already packed with no empty seats; one could say there was hardly any standing room left on the entire mountain.

A sea of people surged, crowded with immortals from all directions.

Immortal Monarchs were the absolute peak experts of the Meteor Abyss. For such an expert to be willing to preach was a monumental opportunity for ordinary immortals and even Immortal Kings, so they all flocked over.

At first, not many people came, as those immortals were afraid of being forcefully detained by Immortal Monarch Huangtian to join the Huangtian Immortal Court.

But as the sermon progressed, waves of profound Daoist rhymes spread millions of miles away, and the anomalies of heavenly flowers and golden lotuses appeared. Everyone was moved.

Their mindsets rapidly changed.

Being able to follow such a powerful enlightened being, even without any compensation, just listening to him preach every day would be enough.

Thus, this unprecedented grand spectacle was created, akin to ten thousand immortals coming to pay homage.

At the very front of the sea of people were thirteen prayer mats. Sitting upright on them were Immortal King experts, and basically all of them were peak-stage Immortal Kings.

Immortal Monarch Huangtian had only prepared thirteen mats, obviously leaving them for the most outstanding individuals in the crowd. The immortals were not fools; several battles had already erupted over those mats.

Ultimately, thirteen peak Immortal Kings emerged victorious, successfully securing the seats closest to Immortal Monarch Huangtian.

Meanwhile, Gu Qingfeng hovered high above the nine heavens, lazily sitting on the clouds, watching the so-called Immortal Monarch Huangtian preach with great interest.

With his current realm, combined with the Flame of the Epoch, he could naturally see that what Immortal Monarch Huangtian was preaching was not the Great Dao at all, but a specious wrong path.

This wrong path was like a broad, open road seemingly filled with fresh flowers. But if you actually stepped onto it and walked deeper, you would discover that the surrounding flowers were clearly all man-eating plants.

"What was this cultivation method called again?" Gu Qingfeng muttered to himself. He then consulted the Flame of the Epoch and found out.

This method was called the Puppet Art, divided into the Greater Puppet Art and the Lesser Puppet Art.

What Immortal Monarch Huangtian was currently preaching to the crowd was the Lesser Puppet Art. Those who cultivated the Lesser Puppet Art would progress rapidly at first, but that was entirely by squeezing out their potential. In the later stages, they would grow increasingly powerless until they could not advance a single inch.

This was not even the most terrifying part. The most terrifying aspect was that those who cultivated the Lesser Puppet Art would become the puppets of the one who cultivated the Greater Puppet Art, entirely at their mercy. Furthermore, since their magical powers shared the same origin, they would be used for devouring.

"As expected, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. What is free is always the most expensive." Gu Qingfeng looked at the mesmerized crowd below and shook his head secretly.

Soon, Immortal Monarch Huangtian stopped preaching. Of course, he was not finished; rather, he intended to leave some time for things to ferment. These people had witnessed the profound wonders of the Great Dao today, and they would inevitably spread the news after returning.

By then, it would attract even more people to come and listen, and that would be the time for him to harvest.

As Immortal Monarch Huangtian stopped, the crowd snapped back to reality from the visions of the Great Dao. Everyone revealed varying degrees of reluctance, clearly not having heard enough.

At this moment, Immortal Monarch Huangtian said amiably, "Everyone, I intend to rebuild the Huangtian Immortal Court. I wonder if you are willing to join?"

As soon as these words came out, many people showed hesitation. These were basically the ones with relatively high cultivation bases.

There were also some immortals with very low cultivation who, upon hearing Immortal Monarch Huangtian's words, wished they could jump for joy on the spot and hurriedly agreed, "I am willing! Listening to the Immortal Monarch's sermon today truly felt like parting the clouds to see the blue sky. Only today did I realize who I truly am. I have no way to repay the grace of your preaching, other than to serve you like a horse or a dog."

"I am willing too!"

In a short time, hundreds of low-level immortals announced their enrollment.

In truth, it was not that they had no concerns. After all, Immortal Monarch Huangtian was a figure from the Eternal Epoch, and they had only met him once. No one knew if he was righteous or evil, or what his temper and disposition were like.

Although right now he looked exactly like an enlightened Immortal Monarch willing to save all sentient beings, one could never be too careful.

The reason these low-level immortals still rushed to agree despite their concerns was that they understood a very clear truth: compared to an expert like an Immortal Monarch, they were utter trash.

What could a high and mighty Immortal Monarch possibly use us for?

In other words, as long as I am useless enough, no one can exploit me.

Unfortunately, Immortal Monarch Huangtian did not want to exploit these people; he merely wanted their lives.

He intended to treat the immortals as nutrients, refine them into puppets, and then devour them to strengthen himself.