The fairies I flirted with in the game became real?!

Upon hearing Yu Chan’s explanation, Li Muyang was utterly stunned.

“I personally delivered it? A month ago?”

How could that be possible!

A month ago, he had just entered the Peaceful Realms with the Green Saber Mantis and Yu Xiaoshuang—where would he have found the time to deliver the Divine Spirit Heart?

Li Muyang immediately shared his recent experiences with everyone present.

After hearing Li Muyang’s words, everyone exchanged bewildered looks.

“…Then who exactly was it that delivered the heart a month ago?” Haitang Jun frowned in confusion.

“Although I only saw a silhouette, that aura was unmistakably yours, Brother,” Yu Chan murmured softly.

Tantai Ming’s expression darkened. “No matter how failing my old eyes might be, there’s no way I could mistake someone else for you. That was definitely you! The aura of the soul was identical!”

Li Muyang furrowed his brows, deep in thought. He couldn’t figure it out either.

Who would impersonate him to deliver the Divine Spirit Heart, and what could their intentions possibly be?

To possess and deliver the Divine Spirit Heart, while fooling Tantai Ming, the individual in question had to be an apex powerhouse.

Yet among the mighty beings on this planet, aside from the Ghost Moon Fox, nearly all were his enemies.

That group of adversaries surely wouldn’t go out of their way to help him, right?

The more Li Muyang thought about it, the less sense it made.

At that moment, his heart shuddered as he sensed a disturbance from his physical body.

“Something’s wrong…”

In the secluded altar, Li Muyang suddenly turned to look at Zhi Wei beside him.

The Soul Summoning Altar had been operating for an entire day, constantly tugging at Li Muyang’s soul, but it had yet to fully summon him.

Li Muyang had assumed Zhi Wei would keep the process going for quite some time.

Yet now, after only a day had passed, Zhi Wei had suddenly stopped.

She stared coldly at the Soul Summoning Altar before her and said icily, “Brother has yet to descend into the mortal world? I cannot summon him… Yet I can distinctly sense my brother’s existence in this realm.”

“It seems I’ll need to augment the altar’s power.”

With that, she abruptly turned and left, taking Li Muyang along as they exited the secret realm.

The two emerged outside the secret realm and arrived at Demon Sword City. Without warning, Zhi Wei rose into the air, carrying Li Muyang as they soared into the distance.

Li Muyang looked at Zhi Wei with a mix of shock and unease, clueless as to what she intended to do to enhance the altar’s power.

Yet a grim intuition gnawed at him, warning him that it would not bode well.

For at this moment, Zhi Wei radiated an air of murderous intent…

As his mind raced in alarm, the two streaked across the skies at extraordinary speed.

Soon, they landed atop a mountain range a thousand miles away from Demon Sword City.

This was the domain of a demonic sect. Demonic Qi swirled ominously overhead, and all the disciples moving about were demon cultivators.

At a glance, Li Muyang immediately identified this group of demon cultivators as former subordinates of the Refinement Demon Sect, now an emerging demonic force known as Duan Hun Ridge.

Clearly, after the Refinement Demon Sect’s collapse, Duan Hun Ridge had taken advantage of the chaos to rise, devouring much of the Refinement Demon Sect’s land and resources.

Now, Duan Hun Ridge had transformed into the Soul-breaking Sect. The grandeur of its demonic Qi and the talent of its disciples had made it several times more powerful than its once-insignificant former self.

As Li Muyang and Zhi Wei touched down outside the sect gates, the demon cultivator disciples guarding the area became tense and hurried forward.

“May we ask which esteemed experts have graced the Soul-breaking Sect, and for what purpose?”

The pair’s descent from the heavens had startled the demon cultivator disciples.

Approaching cautiously, they inquired with a mix of respect and wariness.

Zhi Wei, however, gazed frostily at the group, her eyes gleaming with icy malice.

“All demon cultivators deserve death!”

In an instant, she struck Li Muyang’s shoulder with her palm.

Under her control, Li Muyang’s body trembled as a surge of potent Immortal Spirit Qi flooded into him.

In that moment, Li Muyang charged into the Soul-breaking Sect, the glint of cold steel in his hands.

The Destruction Wheel released dazzling demonic light across the void, its chilling radiance swiftly engulfing the sect’s gates.

In the blink of an eye, over a dozen demon cultivators stationed at the gates went rigid and then collapsed to the ground.

The slain demon cultivators’ corpses emitted streams of blood and Qi, all of which swiftly converged on Li Muyang’s hands and coalesced into an ethereal, translucent Blood-colored Talisman.

Zhi Wei watched coldly and said, “Once the talisman is fully condensed, come meet me in Nanjiang City.”

With that, she ascended into the air and departed.

Her direction? Back toward Demon Sword City.

But Li Muyang, infused with Immortal Spirit Qi and no longer in full control of his actions, plunged deeper into Duan Hun Ridge.

Inside the demonic sect shrouded in oppressive Demonic Qi, lights and shadows danced wildly. Enraged and horrified demon cultivators surged out to confront the intruder.

“Who dares wreak havoc at the Soul-breaking Sect?!”

“You’re courting death!”

The demon cultivators roared with fury and disbelief, swarming toward their foe.

But under Zhi Wei’s influence, Li Muyang retained only cold ruthlessness as he wielded the Destruction Wheel, unleashing the Ghostly Demon Technique within him and cutting a bloody swath through their ranks.

One demon cultivator after another fell, and with each death, their vital energy and essence were funneled into the ethereal Blood-colored Talisman in Li Muyang’s hands.

An hour later, a blood-drenched Li Muyang emerged from Duan Hun Ridge.

Behind him, the demonic sect lay in ruins, the gates collapsed into rubble.

Countless demon cultivators, their corpses drained of all vitality, lay gruesomely in the debris.

Only a handful of terrified mortal slaves, untouched due to their lack of cultivation, fled desperately toward the outside world.

Bloodied and weary, Li Muyang glanced down at the ethereal talisman in his hand, then soared into the air, speeding toward the horizon.

But the direction of his flight was not toward Demon Sword City.

Flying rapidly, he pressed on for another two hours.

Finally, Li Muyang, his body steeped in murderous Qi, landed heavily before a secluded valley.

Within the valley, a dense cloud of blood-red mist roiled upwards, accompanied by eerie, sinister howls that echoed from within.

A group of blood-robed demon cultivators stared warily at the unexpected visitor.

“May we know which illustrious expert has graced our Blood Refining Valley, and what business you have here?”

The demon cultivators of Blood Refining Valley were on high alert.

The uninvited guest before them radiated a murderous aura, as though he had just emerged from a battleground of death and carnage. Clearly, something terrible had brought him here.

As they tensed in defense, they sent an alarm into the valley, alerting their comrades within.

Outside the valley, Li Muyang, cloaked in dark and foreboding Qi, gazed coldly at the assembled demon cultivators.

After a brief moment of scrutiny, he lunged into the valley.

The upper-grade Magic Artifact, the Destruction Wheel, erupted in a ray of icy, lifeless light, disseminating devastation among the stunned cultivators…

…

“Zhi Wei is harvesting demon cultivators!”

Riding atop the Green Saber Mantis as he hurried back, Li Muyang couldn’t suppress the horror in his heart.

As a spectator, he finally understood why Zhi Wei had taken his physical body with her while keeping her distance from Yu Xiaoshuang, who had been nearby at the time.

When Zhi Wei was resurrected, perhaps she had already anticipated the current situation. If the Soul Summoning Altar failed to summon her brother’s soul, the altar’s power would need to be amplified.

And throughout history, the simplest and most brutal means of amplifying such power had always been blood sacrifices!

In Zhi Wei’s eyes, she would never harm the innocent, but demon cultivators were rightfully doomed!

Yu Xiaoshuang, being a righteous cultivator of the Immortal Path, had been spared due to her virtuous nature.

But Li Muyang, who practiced the Nether Demon Manual, was nothing short of a demon cultivator in Zhi Wei’s judgment.

Using a demon cultivator to kill other demon cultivators not only kept her own hands clean of corruption but also facilitated the destruction of evil with evil—a method both efficient and effective.

“This is spiraling out of control!”

Li Muyang’s expression changed drastically.

The cultivation world of today was overrun with rampant demon cultivators—it was no longer the ancient era when demon cultivators were few and had to cower in obscurity.

If Zhi Wei intended to eradicate all demon cultivators…

“Wouldn’t that mean the prophecy from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion has come true?”

Li Muyang’s face turned pale, realizing the prophecy was unfolding in a way he had never expected.

If he truly ended up exterminating all demon cultivators, half the living beings in the cultivation world would likely be slaughtered!

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