The Demon Lord Exposed, the World Turns Hostile

The third day after the decisive battle at Falling Star Plain.

Tianji City, the City Lord's Estate.

The peace talks between the righteous and demonic paths were being held here.

This was the most bizarre and heavy peace talk in this region in nearly a thousand years.

On both sides of the long obsidian table.

Sat five Nascent Soul stage Grand Elders of the Righteous Alliance, and four Demon Venerables of the demonic faction.

There was no verbal sparring.

There was no bargaining.

The atmosphere in the grand hall was so oppressive that it felt as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Because both sides had discovered a chilling fact.

In the battle of Falling Star Plain, the Nascent Soul stage geniuses and holy sons thrown in by both the righteous and demonic paths had been completely wiped out!

There was not a single survivor.

What was even more terrifying was that the corpses of those fallen geniuses were all shriveled up, their Nascent Soul origin and karmic luck completely drained.

It was as if they had been sucked dry by some terrifying monster as blood food.

"Lingxiao Pavilion's Chu Yuan, and my demonic path's Hanya, are both missing."

A Demon Venerable broke the dead silence, his voice hoarse.

"There are no corpses of them on the battlefield. Nor are there any traces of them fleeing."

The Pavilion Master of Lingxiao Pavilion sat on the righteous side, his face pale, as if he had aged ten years overnight.

Chu Yuan was his proudest disciple, the future hope of Lingxiao Pavilion. Now he was missing, alive or dead.

Right at this moment.

The heavy bronze doors of the grand hall, tightly shut, were violently pushed open by a powerful spiritual force.

An old man in a gray robe, with a withered face and leaning on a dragon-headed walking stick, strode in.

Taixuan Holy Land, the highest authority in the Outer Region.

Patriarch Taixuan.

Peak of the Deity Transformation stage!

The true ceiling of combat power in this region.

As soon as he appeared, all the Deity Transformation stage mighty figures present stood up in awe.

Patriarch Taixuan ignored everyone.

He walked to the front of the long table and slammed a recording crystal radiating a faint black light onto the table.

"No need to look for them."

Patriarch Taixuan's voice was bone-chillingly cold, filled with endless killing intent.

"Chu Yuan, and that so-called Dark Night Demon Lord, are the same person."

As soon as these words came out.

The whole place was in an uproar.

"That's impossible!" The Pavilion Master of Lingxiao Pavilion exclaimed in shock, "I watched Chu Yuan grow up. He cultivates the purest Lingxiao Sword Art. How could he be a demonic cultivator?!"

Patriarch Taixuan cast a cold glance at him.

"That disciple of yours died a year ago in the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Abyss."

"The one who has been lurking by your side, even stirring up trouble on the battlefield, is a monster wearing his skin!"

Patriarch Taixuan pointed at the recording crystal on the table.

"To track down the real culprit who murdered my disciple Li Miaoyuan, this old man spent two years. Finally, in the battlefield ruins of Falling Star Plain, I caught a trace of hidden spiritual energy fluctuation."

"This fluctuation is exactly the same as the residual aura in the Sunset Abyss two years ago!"

Patriarch Taixuan waved his hand.

The recording crystal projected a blurry image.

The image showed Shen Fei on the battlefield of Falling Star Plain, tearing off his Thousand Illusions Mask to reveal his true face, and sucking Hanya dry with a single palm strike.

Although the image was a bit blurry due to the chaotic spiritual energy on the battlefield.

But Shen Fei's cold face, as well as the pure, domineering, and all-devouring dark gold Heavenly Demon spiritual energy erupting from his body.

Were clearly displayed in front of all the Deity Transformation stage mighty figures.

Inside the grand hall, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone felt a chill down their spines.

One person.

A righteous hero by day, a demonic lord by night.

Treating both the righteous and demonic paths as chess pieces, and treating this bloody battle that swept the entire region as his own personal hunting ground!

He had sucked dry all the geniuses of both sides!

"What kind of demonic art is this? It can perfectly simulate righteous cultivation methods and even devour Nascent Soul origins?!" A righteous elder's voice trembled.

"No matter what he cultivates."

Patriarch Taixuan's walking stick struck heavily on the ground.

"If this demon is not eliminated, there will be no peace in this region!"

Patriarch Taixuan looked around at everyone.

"This old man came here today for only one thing."

"The peace talks are terminated."

"The righteous and demonic paths will immediately form the highest level of Demon Extermination Alliance."

"Issue a Heavenly Dao Kill Order!"

"Pour out the power of the entire region to eradicate this demon!"

No one objected.

Faced with such a terrifying existence that could overturn the rules of the entire cultivation world.

For the first time, the righteous and demonic paths put aside their prejudices and reached unprecedented agreement.

Because they knew that if this demon was allowed to continue growing.

The next ones to be sucked dry would be these old bones at the Deity Transformation stage.

...

Three hundred miles outside Tianji City.

An abandoned ancient battlefield ruin.

Life-and-death duels between Deity Transformation stage mighty figures had once taken place here. The space was extremely unstable, filled with spatial rifts and residual fragments of laws.

Usually, not even demonic beasts dared to approach.

Shen Fei sat cross-legged on a huge broken stone pillar.

He didn't hide in deep mountains and old forests, nor did he flee to other regions.

He just sat there openly, only three hundred miles away from Tianji City.

He was waiting.

"Buzz."

The voice transmission jade slip in his arms vibrated.

This was the highest level encrypted frequency of the Net.

Shen Fei took it out and looked.

There was only one line of text:

[The Heavenly Dao Kill Order has been issued. The righteous and demonic allied forces, consisting of eleven Deity Transformation stage and fifty peak Nascent Soul stage cultivators, are closing in on your coordinates at full speed. Expected to arrive in half an hour.]

The sender was the intelligence hub of the Net hidden in Tianji City.

After reading the intelligence, Shen Fei casually crushed the jade slip.

Eleven Deity Transformation stage cultivators.

Fifty peak Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

This was all the top combat power this region could muster.

Coming out in full force.

Just to kill him alone.

Shen Fei stood up.

His black trench coat flapped in the cold wind of the wilderness.

He looked in the direction of Tianji City.

There was no trace of panic in his eyes, nor the despair of being hunted by the whole world.

Instead, there was a coldness like a hunter seeing all his prey finally enter the net.

"Eleven Deity Transformation stage."

Shen Fei silently muttered in his heart.

"If I suck them all dry, it should be enough for me to touch the threshold of the Void Refinement stage."

He wasn't fleeing.

He was here, choosing the best feng shui graveyard for the righteous and demonic paths.

Half an hour later.

In the sky above the abandoned battlefield.

The wind and clouds changed color.

Eleven terrifying Deity Transformation stage pressures descended like eleven great mountains!

The space of the entire ruin trembled violently under this pressure, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The sky was brightly lit by the light of various magical treasures.

Fifty peak Nascent Soul stage cultivators formed an inescapable net on the periphery, sealing off all avenues of retreat.

Even the underground spiritual veins were forcibly cut off by the Deity Transformation stage mighty figures using formations.

There was no escape even with wings.

Patriarch Taixuan stood at the very front, looking down at Shen Fei on the broken pillar below.

"Demon!"

Patriarch Taixuan's voice echoed like thunder from the nine heavens, rolling through the ruins.

"You brutally murdered your fellow cultivators and devoured their origins, your sins are monstrous!"

"Today, the righteous and demonic paths have gathered here, and the inescapable net is complete."

"If you surrender without a fight and hand over that evil demonic art of yours, this old man can make the decision to leave you a sliver of your soul to enter reincarnation."

"If you dare to resist, you will be destroyed in body and soul, never to be reincarnated!"

Patriarch Taixuan's words were filled with a condescending sense of judgment.

In his eyes, even if Shen Fei had broken through to the early stage of Soul Formation, facing the siege of eleven peers of the same realm and fifty peak Nascent Soul cultivators, he would absolutely die without a doubt.

Shen Fei stood on the broken pillar.

He tilted his head up, looking at the sky full of cultivators.

He didn't draw his sword, nor did he summon any magical treasures.

He simply smiled, calmly, and even with a hint of mockery.

An inescapable net?

Shen Fei's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Patriarch Taixuan, you have lived for over a thousand years, have you still not figured things out?

Shen Fei slowly raised his right hand.

And snapped his fingers.

Snap.

The sound was crisp.

In the next second.

A sudden change occurred!

Rumble!!!

On the periphery of the ruins, among those fifty peak Nascent Soul cultivators responsible for blocking the retreat.

Suddenly, twenty of them defected without any warning!

The magical weapons in their hands did not attack Shen Fei; instead, with extreme ruthlessness, they pierced into the backs of their companions' hearts!

Pfft!

Ah!

Screams of agony instantly rang out.

The peripheral blockade formation fell into massive chaos.

Not only that.

On the ground surrounding the ruins, countless scarlet formation lines suddenly lit up.

These formation lines quickly connected together, forming a massive, reverse-encircling trapping and killing grand array!

It firmly trapped the eleven Soul Formation stage old monsters in the sky, along with the remaining cultivators, right in the center of the ruins!

What is going on?!

Patriarch Taixuan's expression changed drastically as he abruptly turned his head to look at the periphery.

Those defecting Nascent Soul cultivators had no expression on their faces, their eyes as cold as iron.

They were the deathsworn of Luowang.

They were the highest-level hidden agents planted inside the major sects, controlled by Shen Fei using the Life and Death Talisman.

Shen Fei looked at the panicking Soul Formation stage almighty experts in the sky.

The mockery on his face turned into extreme coldness.

Did you think you were surrounding me?

Shen Fei spread his arms wide.

Within his body, his newly broken-through early Soul Formation cultivation base, combined with his SSS-rank Heavenly Demon Physique.

Erupted completely, without holding anything back!

Boom!!!

A dark demonic aura, more terrifying and purer than all eleven Soul Formation stage cultivators combined, soared into the sky!

It directly swallowed all the light from the magical treasures in the sky!

The broken pillar beneath Shen Fei's feet instantly turned into fine dust.

His entire body slowly rose into the air, leveling with Patriarch Taixuan.

His pitch-black eyes looked down upon this group of superiors who styled themselves as justice and rulers.

In reality.

Shen Fei's voice was like the verdict of the Grim Reaper.

You are the ones surrounded by me.