THE FAIRIES I FLIRTED WITH IN THE GAME BECAME REAL?!

In the dark void, facing the finally appeared Gui Suyi, Wei Suyi asked the most core and crucial question.

“Is that divine corpse the one that the ancient spirits have been searching for all along?”

The ancient spirit above the Misty Sea was secretive and powerful.

When the ancient spirit first set foot on this land and battled with the masters of the Immortal Artifacts, it was to search for a divine corpse.

That battle, though successful in repelling the ancient spirit, was only a pyrrhic victory for the masters of the Immortal Artifacts, and to this day, they remain wary and vigilant of that mysterious creature.

If the resurrecting divine corpse within the Refinement Demon Sect was truly the friend that creature was searching for… then with the emergence of the divine corpse’s aura in the world, that enigmatic creature would definitely set foot on this land once more.

The expressions of the Immortal Artifact masters were exceedingly solemn.

If they were indeed to engage in another battle with that ancient spirit, then they must prepare early.

As for Gui Suyi, he remained hidden within the darkness, his face and figure unclear.

Upon entering this void, even his voice had become much hoarser and deeper.

He didn’t beat around the bush, and shook his head directly, “It’s not the friend that creature is looking for…”

This news somewhat relieved the Immortal Artifact masters.

But Gui Suyi’s tone was heavy as he said, “However, the divine corpse within the Refinement Demon Sect is truly peculiar.”

“It clearly has no breath of life left, yet it seems as if it is still alive, giving me an extremely ominous feeling…”

As Gui Suyi spoke, he lightly waved his sleeve and projected the scenes he saw within the Refinement Demon Sect using mana, sharing his perspective with everyone.

In the dark void, a watery mirror appeared, and within it, the images of the divine corpse’s resurrection kept surfacing.

Among them, the image of the blood-red eye revealed after the Stepping Snow Peak Mountain’s rocks collapsed and the halls fell, kept repeating in the mirror.

Gui Suyi looked at the huge blood eye in the water mirror, his expression grave.

“I always feel like this blood eye still has a will; it’s as if it’s peering at me in an indistinct way…”

At Gui Suyi’s words, the dark void instantly fell silent.

The Immortal Artifact masters stared at the blood eye in the water mirror, exchanging glances.

A divine corpse of an ancient spirit that is already dead but still has a will?

If that’s the case, then the divine corpse within the Refinement Demon Sect could be even more terrifying than imagined…

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Brilliant escape lights whizzed through the pouring rain.

One after another, the figures of demonic cultivators sped through the curtain of rain, invoking the power of great formations and transforming into dazzling streaks of light.

Their own cultivation, after gathering through a formation of hundreds of people, suddenly transformed into a surging, demonic god apparition.

This apparition of a demonic god roared and struck down upon the beastly mantis in front of it.

The gigantic mantis, mountainous in stature, valiantly swung its bladed arms, the cold light of its blade shattering the rain and violently colliding with the demonic god apparition.

And from a distance, Mo Xianzi, holding the Startling Swan Immortal Sword, had a cold expression and empty eyes.

She wielded the Immortal Sword, continuously slashing at the void around her.

A blood-red eye, floating high in the dark sky, coldly watched the corpse of Mo Xianzi below.

Wherever the gaze of the blood eye went, endless chaos arose, one transparent apparition after another stepping out from the void, heading toward Mo Xianzi to take her life.

These transparent apparitions were either demonic gods or True Immortals, incredibly powerful; even Mo Xianzi, who wielded the Startling Swan Immortal Sword, found it difficult to cope with them.

Upon witnessing this scene, Li Muyang’s eyes went ice-cold, intently staring at the blood eye above in the dark sky.

At this moment, he finally knew the true name of the divine corpse.

The Thousand-Eyed Blood God who presided over the Eastern Divine Temple in ancient times!

In those ancient times, spiritual beings coexisted with True Immortals, but spiritual beings wandered the mortal world, enjoying the offerings of incense, as they were special existences naturally nurtured by heaven and earth.

It is said that these spiritual beings were once the tentacles of the Heavenly Dao, deities born from the will of this world.

Yet, when the dark turmoil of ten thousand years ago arrived, those few spiritual beings who presided over the four corners mysteriously disappeared, their whereabouts unknown.

As a result, when the True Immortals convened a grand assembly, even the strange beasts between heaven and earth came to attend, but there was no sign of the spiritual beings.

In “Lethal Wild Grass,” Li Muyang also rarely interacted with spiritual beings.

However, he had some understanding of those powerful spiritual beings.

The divine corpse before him, judging from his Divine Skills, was unmistakably that of the Thousand-Eyed Blood God from the ancient times.

Lethal Wild Grass once appraised this Thousand-Eyed Blood God, saying that he was neither good nor evil, and due to his peculiar powers, the Thousand-Eyed Blood God was an unusual anomaly among the deities, difficult to define as either a benevolent or malevolent deity.

Moreover, given the Thousand-Eyed Blood God’s bizarre and formidable Divine Skills, it was best to stay far from this god and avoid the area of his descent.

Even the haughty Lethal Wild Grass didn’t dare to provoke this deity and constantly dodged the other’s presence.

Yet, in the Dharma-Ending Age of ten thousand years later, Li Muyang unexpectedly collided head-on with this powerful Thousand-Eyed Blood God.

Gazing at the colossal blood-red eyes that opened high above him, Li Muyang took a deep breath.

Knowing the details of his adversary, the pressure in his heart mounted, yet his response became much more composed.

At least he knew not only how terrifying the Thousand-Eyed Blood God could be but also some of the variations in this Blood God’s Divine Skills!

Mo Xianzi’s Immortal Sword in hand, with a flick of the blade, his attack pattern abruptly altered.

Although he was still steadily losing ground under the combined assault of the Ancestor of Demon Refinement and the divine corpse, Mo Xianzi’s retreat had at least slowed down considerably.

The rain in the sky withdrew became more violent.

Li Muyang, standing alone against the onslaught of the Refinement Demon Sect’s demon cultivators, visibly moved toward destruction.

He kept retreating, forced to dodge, as new wounds surfaced on his body.

But standing alone against the sky-filled demon cultivators’ siege, anyone could see Li Muyang wouldn’t last much longer.

Yet, at this moment, within the Refinement Demon Sect, every demon cultivator who looked up to watch the battle did not have scornful or mocking looks in their eyes.

They gazed at the monstrous man fighting valiantly on the verge of death in the void, all shocked and silent.

With his power alone, he pushed the entire Refinement Demon Sect into such a state, withstanding the intense siege until now, and even forced out a trump card the sect had never used before!

After tonight’s battle, the name Li Muyang would indeed resound throughout the entire cultivation world.

Although in the past, his name was somewhat known among the younger generation, tonight’s notoriety was entirely different.

One man’s power staunchly defying the entire Refinement Demon Sect, and fighting to such an extent… This was the first time in the thousand-year history of the sect’s founding!

Even in defeat, he would be splendid enough to astonish the world!

Amidst the torrential rain, someone murmured in a low voice.

“…I finally understand why Qing Yang relentlessly pursued him.”

“Perhaps the elder of Qing Yang’s Heavenly Heart already knew how terrifying Li Muyang was!”

Within the Refinement Demon Sect’s gates, some of the younger generation of Direct Disciples felt a chill down their spines at this moment, feeling incredibly fortunate.

Because just a few hours ago, they were still scheming to trap and eliminate Li Muyang!

Luckily, their plans had not yet been implemented.

Otherwise, if they had provoked this nemesis and angered him… The consequences were unimaginable!

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