Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

179: Chapter 179 Words become law, annihilation and burning of the heavens!”Seeking death.”

One of the demon Cultivators gave a cold shout and raised his hand, sending a black blade-light slashing straight toward Lu Yunzhou.

However, in the next moment, a voice resounded through heaven and earth.

”The world possesses righteous Qi, varied and manifesting in many forms. Below, it becomes the rivers and mountains; above, it becomes the sun and stars.”

That voice was like a great bronze bell, each word smashing into the Divine Soul of every demon Cultivator.

In that instant, every demon Cultivator—regardless of their cultivation level or distance—let out a muffled groan, their knees buckling as they collapsed to the ground.

Some tried to struggle, only to find the spiritual power throughout their bodies frozen as if iced over, unable to exert even a fraction of it.

Some wanted to look up to see which sacred being had arrived, but found their necks as stiff as iron, unable to move even a single finger.

The speaker was none other than the Specter residing in the Azure Wave Sect of the Spirit Realm’s Eastern Continent.

His intervention today was naturally not a whim.

Demon Venerable Fentian had recently been kidnapping Loose Cultivators and Righteous Path Sect Disciples on a massive scale; he had been paying attention as the commotion grew so large.

He originally thought that as long as the other party didn’t go too far, he wouldn’t bother with them.

But today, a sweep of his Divine Sense revealed that the other party intended to perform a blood sacrifice on tens of thousands of Cultivators. This was something he could no longer ignore.

He immediately reported to his True Body Gu Yan via his will, asking how to handle the situation.

Gu Yan’s answer was simple: do not let the other party succeed, and if necessary, kill Demon Venerable Fentian.

Previously, Gu Yan had the Specter curse Demon Venerable Fentian whenever he was bored because he didn’t want the man to die so quickly.

After all, that fellow was a pawn of an old demon Immortal King in the Immortal Realm. If he died just like that, the opponent would just set up a new pawn, and it would be a hassle to track them down again.

But the situation was different now.

The other party wanted to sacrifice tens of thousands of Cultivators; one didn’t even need to think to know this was a requirement from the Great Demon Venerable behind him.

Though it wasn’t clear exactly what the opponent was plotting...

Since it was something the Great Demon Venerable wanted to do, then stopping it was all that mattered.

As for letting the Specter kill Fentian, there was a high probability that after this incident, the pawn named Fentian would be discarded by that Great Demon Venerable anyway.

Rather than leaving him to continue harming others, it was better to just wipe him out cleanly.

Somewhere in the Immortal Realm, the Grand Demon Venerable of Primordial Beginning, Limitless, World-Ending, Heavenly Punishment sat in a palace, his expression as dark as water.

He naturally sensed that the dark light he had sent out had been shattered, and he also sensed Demon Venerable Fentian frantically calling out to him for help.

But he did not respond.

The power that shattered the dark light, that curse power, and the noble righteous Qi coming from the Spirit Realm at this moment...

All of this pointed to a single fact.

The person who intervened was an expert at the Immortal King Realm who was challenging him.

But who could it be?

At the Immortal King Assembly a million years ago, everyone had clearly agreed.

With the Great Calamity of Heaven and Earth approaching, each would set their pieces in the Middle Thousand Worlds. While there would be competition, they were not to take things too far or deal lethal blows to each other’s pawns.

At that time, every Immortal King in the Immortal Realm had agreed to this covenant, which was even witnessed by the Heavenly Dao.

Whoever dared to violate it would be an enemy to all Immortal Kings.

Could a new Immortal King have been born? One who didn’t know the rules?

But since then, no Golden Immortal in the Immortal Realm had been able to ascend to the Immortal King Realm.

The Grand Demon Venerable of Primordial Beginning, Limitless, World-Ending, Heavenly Punishment carefully considered all possible candidates, but none fit.

He wondered in his heart, could it be Ning Daoxuan of the Kunlun Sect?

No, it couldn’t be him.

That man’s combat power was terrifyingly extraordinary, but he always acted in an open and upright manner; he would never stoop to using methods like curses.

Furthermore, if Ning Daoxuan wanted to move against his pawn, he could do so openly. There was no need for such cloak-and-dagger behavior.

The Great Demon Venerable sighed and murmured to himself, ”As expected, the Great Calamity is coming; so many strange things are happening.”

He shook his head and proactively severed that sliver of connection with Demon Venerable Fentian.

This pawn was useless now.

Rather than wasting effort to save him, it was better to set up a new one.

In any case, he had other arrangements in the Southern Region of the Demon Realm.

...

As for Demon Venerable Fentian, he was suffering greatly.

He had cried out for his master to save him countless times in his heart, but that voice he always relied on never sounded again.

He panicked.

He was afraid.

The majestic Lord of the Northern Plains, a Tribulation Crossing Peak existence, was now like an abandoned child, curled up on the ground and trembling all over.

He knew that he had most likely been discarded.

”Ah!”

Demon Venerable Fentian suddenly roared to the sky, his eyes blood-red and his face distorted beyond recognition.

He wanted to kill.

He wanted to kill everyone here.

Those Righteous Path Cultivators, those Loose Cultivators, those ants watching the spectacle—he wouldn’t leave a single one alive!

How high-spirited had he been ten thousand years ago?

The Fentian Demon Dynasty governed both the Central Lands and the Eastern Continent; with one call, a hundred would respond, and the entire Spirit Realm trembled beneath his feet.

But now? He had been reduced to someone else’s pawn, a dog to be summoned or dismissed at will.

Everything about him—his cultivation, his status, his power—had all been planned out by someone else.

He thought he stood at the Peak, not knowing that the Peak was merely a line drawn by another.

He didn’t even know why he had inexplicably fallen into a deep sleep back then, a sleep that lasted ten thousand years.

Thinking about it now, it was likely also that master’s arrangement.

He could not accept any of this.

Demon Venerable Fentian had actually gone mad long ago.

From the day he knew there was a master above him, he had already gone insane.

Demon Venerable Fentian let out a great cry, the demon flames around him suddenly surging as he prepared to pounce toward the Righteous Path Cultivators on the array platform.

However, just as he raised his hand, the voice that had previously resounded through heaven and earth rang out once more.

This time, the voice was deeper and heavier than before; every word was like thunder crashing down from the Nine Heavens.

”Fentian has brought calamity to the Spirit Realm and slaughtered living beings. His crimes deserve death. Today, his form and spirit shall be extinguished, and his demon hordes shall be purged.”

The Divine Ability the Specter was currently using was the Great Luo Heaven Five Elements Heavenly Mandate Divine Curse.

He had never used his full strength when performing this curse before.

Firstly, it wasn’t necessary, and secondly, his True Body had instructed him not to curse the target to death all at once.

But now that the True Body had given the nod, he no longer held back.

The moment the words fell, the world of the Spirit Realm underwent a sudden change.

From the direction of the Eastern Continent, a beam of white light shot into the sky, piercing straight into the clouds.

Within that white light, one could faintly see the Five Elements circulating and Yin and Yang alternating. All the power of the Laws in the world was being drawn and mobilized at this moment, converging into a vast and boundless grand force.

The sky of the Spirit Realm changed color.

It was no longer a clear blue, but had turned into a vast, hazy white.

That white was not clouds or mist, but an indescribable noble righteous Qi, filling the heavens and earth, omnipresent.

Above the Northern Plains, that power was the first to descend.

All the demon Cultivators kneeling on the ground—from Golden Core to Body Integration, from Body Integration to Mahayana—began to shatter inch by inch, as if crushed by an invisible millstone.

They didn’t even have time to let out a scream before they turned into fly ash and scattered with the wind.

Demon Venerable Fentian stood on the array platform, helplessly watching his subordinates vanish one by one.

He wanted to resist, but found that his spiritual power, Divine Soul, and Physical Body were all being suppressed to death by that force.

He could only stand there, feeling his body begin to turn into ash from the soles of his feet up.

He looked down as his feet vanished, then his calves, then his knees.

There was no pain.

Demon Venerable Fentian’s gaze fell upon the Righteous Path Cultivators on the platform; his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

In the next instant, his entire body turned into a flurry of ash, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Above the array platform, there was a deathly silence.

Tens of thousands of Righteous Path Cultivators and Loose Cultivators stood there dazed, watching the scene before them, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

That Demon Venerable Fentian who had tortured them for years and made their lives worse than death—that Lord of the Northern Plains at the Tribulation Crossing Peak—was just... gone?

Like a firework going off, he was just gone?

After a long silence, someone finally spoke.

”This... which great expert intervened?”

”Words as Law, slaying a Tribulation Crossing Peak... what Realm must that be?”

”An Immortal! It must be an Immortal! Only an Immortal could have such means!”

”No, even Immortals can’t interfere in Spirit Realm matters from the Immortal Realm, right? What level of Immortal must this be?”

”Who cares what level they are, they’re our savior! I, Liu the Third, have basically gotten my life back!”

”Isn’t that the truth. I thought I was dead for sure today, I didn’t expect things to take such a turn for the better.”

”Do you think this expert has been watching the Spirit Realm all along? Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that they acted at this exact moment?”

”Who knows. But once word of today’s events gets out, I’m afraid the entire Spirit Realm will be shaken.”

The crowd discussed animatedly; some were amazed, others were emotional.

Some were already pondering how to explain things to their Sects once they returned.

Among the crowd, a very small number of people did not join in the clamor.

They were Cultivators of the Body Integration and Mahayana Realms, with deep cultivation and broad experience.

That voice just now sounded somewhat familiar to them.

It was extremely similar to that mysterious expert from the Eastern Continent who slew the Bull Demon King.

But they did not say a word.

For example, Lu Yunzhou.

He had been the most vocal in cursing Demon Venerable Fentian earlier, but now he kept his mouth tightly shut, not saying a single word more.

Though he had a foul mouth, he was actually very clear in his heart about what could be said and what might bring him trouble if spoken.

There were many like him who recognized the voice.

After exchanging glances, none of them made a sound, instead quickly turning and departing in different directions.

They all knew in their hearts that for some things, it was enough just to know.

Speaking of it might not necessarily be a good thing.

As for those Loose Cultivators with low cultivation Realms, they didn’t care about any of that.

Those in the Golden Core Realm, Nascent Soul Realm, and even a few in the Foundation Establishment Realm were currently squatting on the ground, rummaging through the Storage Pouches left behind by the demon Cultivators.

The demon Cultivators were all dead and had turned to ash, but the Storage Pouches were still there.