sinovels Chapter 131 The True Face of Magic
Chapter 131 The True Face of Magic
Yun Weiyang's body surged with demonic energy as she raised the Great Fate Sword, its tip pointing at Shi Longyin.
"I'm getting a little tired of this, you should get going too."
Shi Longyin's pupils suddenly contracted, and his aura surged, transforming into an endless expanse of ghostly light that continued to expand.
Clang!
The sword light fell again.
A jet-black light descended from the sky, like an invisible giant blade, cleaving Shi Longyin from head to toe.
The demonic energy emanating from Shi Longyin was immediately devoured by the Great Fate Sword, and his body was split in two the instant the sword light touched him, without any power to struggle.
Yun Weiyang sheathed the Great Fate Sword, floated down from the cliff, and stood amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Her white robe was spotless, and her gaze swept over the demonic cultivators and righteous disciples who were still fighting. She slowly spoke.
"Your leaders are all dead."
Yun Weiyang's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
The sounds of fighting on the battlefield came to an abrupt halt. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the mangled corpses of Shi Longyin and Yan Fusheng.
No one dared to move.
The demonic cultivators stared at the corpses of Shi Longyin and Yan Fusheng, their faces pale and their eyes filled with disbelief; the righteous disciples looked at Yun Weiyang with wariness and fear in their eyes.
Yun Weiyang ignored the gazes of these people and focused her attention on the remaining Golden Core cultivators from both the righteous and demonic paths, a total of twelve people.
"You should all join us on this journey."
Yun Weiyang moved swiftly, transforming into a streak of black lightning, and swept into the battlefield.
The sword light was like a waterfall, profound and unfathomable. The twelve Golden Core cultivators fell one after another like weeds under the Great Fate Sword. The power of the Primordial Yang Treasure was something these people could not resist.
In less than half an incense stick's time, all twelve Golden Core cultivators perished.
Yun Weiyang sheathed her longsword and stood amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, a faint smile on her face.
Ten days later.
Yun Weiyang established his own sect on the ruins of Tianjian Peak, which he named the True Demon Sect.
The news shook the Upper Realm. Although the remaining forces of the righteous and demonic paths were unwilling, no one dared to utter a word of dissent when faced with Yun Weiyang's terrifying strength in killing two sect leaders and twelve Golden Core cultivators single-handedly. Former righteous disciples and demonic cultivators came to join her one after another under Yun Weiyang's pressure.
A month later, the True Demon Sect unified the righteous and demonic paths of the Upper Xuan Realm.
Yun Weiyang stood atop Tianjian Peak, looking down at the sect being rebuilt below, a faint smile on her face. Tai Ming stood behind her, his black robes fluttering in the wind.
"The righteous and demonic paths have been unified," Tai Ming's voice was calm. "What's next?"
Yun Weiyang turned around and looked at the western horizon, the Great Fate Sword in her hand flashing with faint light.
"And the demon race too."
The desolate mountains are the ancestral home of the demon race.
The demon race has been entrenched in the Tianhuang Mountains for thousands of years. Although suppressed by the three major righteous sects, they have never been completely wiped out.
The powerful demons lurk deep in the mountains, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack. They were once glorious, and even almost ruled the entire Upper Xuan Realm, but now they can only huddle in these mountains, barely surviving.
Yun Weiyang's arrival shattered the peace of the demon race.
On this day, the clouds above the Heavenly Desolate Mountain suddenly split open, and a jet-black sword light fell from the sky, striking the ancestral court of the demon race.
boom!
The mountains trembled, rocks crumbled, ancient trees collapsed, and the demon race's sprawling palaces were cleaved in two by the sword light.
Yun Weiyang stepped out from the sword light, her white robes fluttering in the wind, a smile on her face.
The powerful demons surged in from all directions: golden dragons, giant apes with bodies as large as mountains, nine-tailed foxes, and giant eagles with wings as strong as iron. The auras of these great demons intertwined, shrouding the entire Tianhuang Mountain in a terrifying pressure.
Among the demons, Yun Weiyang raised her sword, and the soaring sword light pierced through layers of demonic clouds, stirring up gusts of wind and thunder.
"You guys are in the way."
With a single sword strike, it fell.
The pitch-black sword light, like a black celestial river, poured down from the sky, shattering the void and causing spiritual energy to roar. The dragon was cut in half by the sword light, the giant ape was cleaved in two by the sword light, the fox demon was torn apart by the sword light, and the giant eagle was pierced through by the sword light.
The powerful demons died instantly, their blood staining the rocks and the entire desolate Tianhuang Mountain.
The powerful demons joined forces to resist, their demonic energy soaring into the sky, transforming into a colossal demon god form as large as a mountain, its aura comparable to that of a sect leader. However, the sword light of the Great Fate Sword swept across the sky like a bolt of lightning, vast and boundless, stretching for thousands of miles. The demons' formations, magical treasures, and supernatural powers were like paper before the Great Fate Sword, crumbling at the slightest touch.
Yun Weiyang spent a full hour killing in the Tianhuang Mountains, wiping out almost all the powerful members of the demon race.
The demon race was wiped out.
Deep within the Tianhuang Mountains, Yun Weiyang sat cross-legged on a huge blue stone, closing her eyes to regulate her breathing.
The fortune of the Upper Xuan Realm was converging on Yun Weiyang.
The so-called fortune is the will of humanity. Heaven determines destiny, and humanity inherits fortune. As long as there is enough fortune, even the destiny of heaven can be reversed. To inherit the fortune of humanity, one must either gain the recognition of all living beings or kill until all living beings have no choice but to recognize it. Obviously, Yun Weiyang has now gained the recognition of all living beings by using the second method.
The mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars, plants, and living beings of the Upper Realm were all trembling. Invisible fortune, like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, continuously poured into Yun Weiyang's body, nourishing his primordial spirit and tempering his physical body.
Yun Weiyang's cultivation was loosening, her bottleneck was shattering, and the gate to the Dharma Aspect Realm was slowly opening.
The trillion Heavenly Demon Pill spun wildly in Yun Weiyang's dantian, and demonic energy surged out like a tide, condensing into a huge phantom around Yun Weiyang's body.
The phantom was initially blurry, just a thick black mist, but as luck and demonic energy continued to flow in, the phantom became clearer and more solid.
Finally, the phantom transformed into a colossal Dharma image, towering like a mountain, a hundred feet tall, covered with countless faces—some ferocious, some peaceful, some angry, some joyful, some sad, some fearful. Each face trembled slightly, each telling a different story.
These faces are the imprints of every living being that Yun Weiyang has devoured, the remnants of every opponent he slew in Tianyuan Jiuzhou and Shangxuan Realm, representing the foundation of the "Demon Seal Record".
A thousand-faced true magic form, forged.
The moment the Dharma form condensed, the spiritual energy of the entire Upper Mystic Realm surged wildly, converging towards the direction where Yun Weiyang was. A huge vortex appeared in the sky, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring, and the wind and clouds changing, as if the entire world was trembling at the appearance of this Dharma form.