novelraw Chapter 242 : The Shattering of the Demonic Sect Territory
Chapter 242 : The Shattering of the Demonic Sect Territory
Chapter 242: The Shattering of the Demonic Sect Territory
“Crimes of speech?”
The Sacred Lord of Baiyuan swallowed lightly. He already had a very bad premonition.
“Could it be that he truly possesses the ability to perceive good and evil, and can see through my current state…”
“First Seat Li, what crimes of speech?”
Despite the ominous feeling, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan raised his head and looked at Li Tianwei with a puzzled gaze.
Feigning ignorance, he asked in confusion.
Li Tianwei did not even bother to glance at him again and pointed behind him toward the Fallen Immortal.
“What it said to me just now was malicious speech, while what you spoke was false speech.”
Li Tianwei’s opening words completely shattered the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan’s final line of defense.
When the two words “false speech” entered the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan’s ears, his heart turned completely cold.
“It’s over.”
It was obvious that Li Tianwei did not possess the peculiar habit of wanting to reform others as he had imagined.
On the contrary, Li Tianwei’s current reaction gave the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan a clear answer—that Li Tianwei possessed the ability to see through illusion and discern good and evil in all things.
“I… I… give me one more chance!”
At this moment, the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan still clung to a trace of hope, desperately kowtowing and pleading.
Unfortunately, Li Tianwei merely shook his head directly.
Through the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan’s body, Li Tianwei also saw scenes within his accumulated sins—times when he committed atrocities, oppressed the weak, and even when others knelt and begged, he still tortured them to death.
“Your own being is telling me that you do not believe you were wrong—you only know that you are about to die, yet you still have not recognized your own sins.”
“No… no! I don’t want to die! I can still undergo tribulation, I can still ascend! Why…”
The Sacred Lord of Baiyuan, who had been rational his entire life, finally heard the string at the center of his consciousness snap at this moment. He clutched his head and fell into despair.
Li Tianwei had no intention of sparing them and waved his hand directly.
Several divine abilities erupted from within his body, instantly surging forth and eroding the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan and the others.
At this point, their endings were already sealed. A thousand intentions erupted, and terrifying aura swept across everything.
Starting with the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan, anyone whose sins Li Tianwei had seen upon them was eroded, destroyed, and killed.
The fate of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan was far more brutal than that of the Sacred Land of Qinglan. Of tens of thousands of disciples, fewer than ten remained.
These remaining people were those who still retained purity and rationality. Though they had some flaws, their crimes did not warrant death.
Naturally, Li Tianwei did not forget to properly explain his Great Dao to them.
Under Li Tianwei’s exposition, the remaining disciples could not help but recite the word “virtue,” comprehending the Great Dao Li Tianwei spoke of.
They immediately showed an appearance of wanting to follow Li Tianwei wholeheartedly.
As for the people of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan, Li Tianwei only destroyed their physical bodies and deliberately left behind their divine souls.
He had now planted the Saint Soul Banner within the Demonic Sect Territory, letting it deal with the cultivators of that land.
When the time came to leave the Desolate-Withering Absolute Land, he would stuff the evil souls of these Sacred Land of Baiyuan fellows into the soul banner to accumulate some merit, properly cleanse their sins, and after later establishing the Six Paths of Reincarnation, let them thoroughly experience the Three Evil Paths.
Thinking of this, Li Tianwei realized just how numerous his affairs were.
But that was fine—there were countless people in the cultivation world. Their great wisdom and talents would surely make up for this.
“Then only the Sacred Land of Yincang remains.”
“And my path of cultivating without a spiritual root must also be put on the agenda.”
Li Tianwei thought calmly.
“Let’s go. It’s time to deal with the remaining matters.”
Li Tianwei waved toward the Fallen Immortal behind him as he spoke.
After being washed by Li Tianwei’s Grand Unified Field, stripped of its immortal identity, and cleansed of its sins and evil thoughts—then further guided to recognize itself—this Fallen Immortal had already completely transformed.
Li Tianwei did not treat it as a cultivator.
Because in his eyes, this Fallen Immortal was neither human nor immortal, but a strange existence.
It lacked the essence of a living being. Its sins originated from its own ignorance and incomprehension, not from deliberate choice.
Rather, they were brought about by a fallen immortal of the past—one who, in order to continue existing, betrayed death itself, fell from immortality, hid within darkness, and survived miserably by constantly absorbing aberrant entities.
Later, its consciousness completely collapsed, eroded by accumulated stray thoughts and bizarre power, ultimately forming such a Fallen Immortal.
Calling it a Fallen Immortal was in fact a fall within a fall. The true immortal had long since died, and the remaining power merely relied on continuously absorbing the utmost evil force of time to sustain itself.
No matter how heavy, deep, or vile its sins were, they were never something it chose, because it was born this way.
This was precisely why Li Tianwei was willing to enlighten it—its sins were original sins, not something it desired.
Otherwise, Li Tianwei would not have spared it so easily. He would absolutely have sent it into the banner together with these people of the Sacred Land of Baiyuan.
Of course, Li Tianwei had also considered—if the Sacred Lord of Baiyuan had truly knelt back then, sincerely confessed his guilt, and genuinely wished to change, how should he have responded?
All things had solutions. If he had truly recognized himself, perhaps the outcome would not have been this way.
At the same time.
Outside the Desolate-Withering Absolute Land, the Demonic Sect Territory was welcoming the most chaotic moment in its history.
Countless evil souls rampaged everywhere. Countless demonic sects, demonic factions, and demonic cultivators were completely overturned.
An array of eight Tribulation Transcendence existences, coupled with assorted combat forces.
Even the present Demonic Sect Territory had no power capable of contending with them. Even if all forces united, they still could not compare.
What was most terrifying was that some Tribulation Transcendence experts saw that these evil souls were being controlled by someone else.
Eight Tribulation Transcendence, dozens of Union Realm cultivators, and countless evil souls all under someone’s command—what level of terror must that mastermind possess?
The strongest Two Sects and Three Religions of the Demonic Sect Territory—among them, the Blood Fiend Sect was the first to be annihilated, with the other two religions following closely after.
What remained were only the Kun Demon Sect and the Heaven-Demon Cult, the two great sects with Tribulation Transcendence experts overseeing them, that could survive this catastrophe of evil souls.
If any cultivator had the leisure to observe carefully, they would discover that wherever these evil souls rampaged, all mortals had vanished without a trace.
But at present, even self-preservation was difficult. Who still had the mind to care about such things?
At this moment, the Heaven-Demon Cult and the Kun Demon Sect had already joined forces.
The sect masters of the two great sects looked solemnly at the evil souls outside.
How could they fail to recognize those eight Tribulation Transcendence figures? They were the Tribulation Transcendence Ancestors of the Three Sacred Lands of the Northern Spirit Domain.
Among them were even two demonic-path giants, yet all had become evil souls under another’s control.
“Who on earth is it? Our sect’s Ancestor Wangxin, and Ancestor Kongxuan—how could this be!”
The Kun Demon Sect Master said as he looked at the towering figures standing before the formation.
And the mentioned Wangxin and Kongxuan both wore expressions of helplessness.