Junior sister took first place again

Ji Wuying is dead, Ning Jiasheng no longer wastes time and prepares to finish the last thing.

At this moment, the illusion of the dream world was broken from the inside by the Heart Devouring Demon Lord, and Ji's servants immediately rushed over with a roar:

"She killed the young master! Ning Jiasheng killed someone!"

Like a spark thrown into boiling oil, it instantly ignited the already chaotic square.

"A half-demon is still a demon. Stop her and avenge the young master."

"In a clear and bright world, those who murder their fellows deserve to die!"

Roars of shock and anger rang out one after another, especially from those cultivators who had close ties with the three major families. They were so angry that they wanted to tear Ning Jiasheng into pieces immediately.

The terrifying pressure from the Immortal Master Mengze in the Tribulation Realm was like a real iceberg, smashing towards Ning Jiasheng. The space was violently distorted, trying to force her out from among the monsters.

At this climax of being condemned by thousands and filled with murderous intent—

"slow!"

A clear shout did not come from the Immortal Lord on the high platform, but came from the broken land surrounded by thousands of monsters and which had just completed its revenge.

The space was rippling like water waves, and Ning Jiasheng's figure did not go away. Instead, it condensed again at the edge of Guiyuantai.

Her silver hair was flying, her golden eyes were cold, and she stood proudly under the pressure from all sides that was enough to crush mountains.

"Accusation? Evidence?"

Ning Jiasheng had a hint of irony in his mouth. His voice was not loud, but it clearly penetrated all the noise.

"You only saw me killing Ji Wuying, but you didn't see how much demon blood flowed and how many filthy souls were buried beneath this immortal gate."

She suddenly raised her hand and threw three jade slips emitting a strong ominous blood light and with strange runes engraved on the surface into the air.

"Om-!"

When the jade slip reached the highest point in the center of the square, it exploded with a loud bang.

It was not an explosion, but rather three blood-red suns, bursting out with dazzling light.

In an instant, three enormous, crystal-clear blood-red light screens, like the mark of heavenly punishment, were reflected in everyone's pupils.

At the Haiyue Xue family's blood sacrifice site, countless demons with chains piercing their scapulas and soaked in a pool of blood wailed in pain.

Elder Xue's face was distorted. He pinched his fingers to activate the magic circle, forcibly separating the demon soul and throwing it into a giant cauldron in the center that was burning with dark green soul fire.

In the cauldron, "soul crystals" emitting a foul smell are condensing.

The scene then changed, showing a scene where the spiritual roots of a young man from an aristocratic family suddenly became more brilliant after taking the purified soul crystal, with undisguised greed and pride on his face.

In the Soul Refining Cave of the Ji Clan in Pengcheng, Ji An, the disciple of the Ji Clan who was known for his charm and romanticism, now had no trace of romanticism on his face, only a cruel grin.

He inserted his slender fingers into the head of a dying flower demon, forcibly extracted its original demon soul, and integrated it into his own spiritual roots.

Next to them, piles of demon skeletons emitted phosphorescence.

In the secret place of Wuling Wei family, Wei Yuan stood expressionlessly on a huge frozen altar. Below him were hundreds of frozen monsters, still with expressions of fear and despair.

The formation was activated, and the ice layer turned into a sharp blade that absorbed vitality, extracting the frozen demon soul along with its vitality, turning it into pure ice spiritual power and injecting it into Wei Chen's body.

At the same time, another picture shows that the people of the three major families colluded with the demons and committed numerous evil deeds in the Five States.

The decline of the Liu family in Rumengxi was not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster.

The picture clearly shows that the top masters of the Haiyue Xue family, Pengcheng Ji family, and Wuling Wei family, with the cooperation of several powerful demons with monstrous aura, raided the secret realm.

The trial ground was breached by a combined attack from both inside and outside, and the Liu clan's descendants fought bloody battles but were almost completely slaughtered...

“This… this is impossible!”

"Slander! This is a half-demon plot to sow discord!"

After a brief silence, there was even more intense denial and roaring.

The three named families and their vassal monks were like poisonous snakes whose tails were stepped on, and they instantly fell into madness.

However, the resentment, blood, and desperate screams when the soul was forcibly stripped away contained in the blood-colored light curtain were so real.

The aura of the characters in the picture, the fluctuations of the secret techniques, and even some iconic magic weapons and terrains cannot be faked.

The faces of many monks from sects who had old grudges with these three families or remained neutral had become extremely ugly.

In the melee, the gazes directed towards the three major families were filled with surprise, suspicion and anger.

"slander?"

Ning Jiasheng's voice was like a poisoned ice cone. "This jade slip and these image stones are the result of the fusion of the resentment of countless demons before their death."

"Every soul crystal you ingest is soaked in their blood and tears. The souls of the wronged dead are waiting for you in the underworld."

Ji Tang's beautiful face was distorted, and the violent flaming whip tore through space and rushed towards Ning Jiasheng.

A murderous look appeared on Wei Chen's indifferent face. He swung his staff and nine life-threatening ice spikes shot out silently.

They want to kill and silence the witnesses at all costs.

"How dare you!" "Your opponent is me!"

Nan Xu and Qian Han roared as they rushed forward, ice and fire intertwined, claws and wind split the air, and they instantly engaged in a battle with the two men, with waves of air surging.

However, at this critical juncture, when murderous intent was boiling—

"Pah, pah, pah!"

A clear and monotonous applause suddenly came from the thick demonic aura where the demon was, with a creepy mockery.

The space seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand, and the Heart-Eating Demon Lord appeared again.

He did not completely step out of the space rift, with half of his body hidden in the twisted void, like the head of a giant beast poking out from the abyss. His blood-red devilish eyes looked down at the immortal monks below who were as tiny as ants and whose minds were wavering.

"Brilliant, truly magnificent!" The Heart-Eating Demon Lord's voice was like sandpaper scraping against the ground, filled with undisguised malice and admiration. "What a grand spectacle! This one gave me... great pleasure."

His eyes swept across the three light screens suspended in the air, revealing the bloody truth, as if he was admiring his most proud masterpiece.

"Soul crystal? Blood sacrifice? Changing spiritual roots? Hehehe..."

The Heart Devouring Demon Lord uttered a series of low and hoarse sneers, his laughter filled with extreme ridicule towards the hypocrisy of the immortal sects, "Look at you, look at you, the self-proclaimed righteous immortal sects."

"For the sake of power, they extract souls and refine spirits, betray their allies, and slaughter their families. They are even dirtier than us demons! Even more hypocritical!"

His words were like poisoned daggers, piercing the hearts of every cultivator, especially those small sects and families in Dongzhou who were unaware of the situation. Their faces turned pale and they trembled all over.

The Heart Devouring Demon Lord's bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up, and his demonic might pressed down like a tangible tsunami. His voice suddenly rose, filled with bewitching power:

"Power, eternal power, this is the only truth in the world! Your so-called righteous rules are nothing but shackles that bind the weak. Look at them—"

His enormous claws pointed at the children of aristocratic families within the light curtain whose spiritual roots had skyrocketed after consuming soul crystals. "What did they gain? Stronger talents! Faster advancement! Longer lifespans! And the price? Nothing more than the lives of lowly demons! In the face of absolute power, morality, righteousness, and bloodline... are all vanity!"

He clenched his claws, as if crushing all hypocrisy:

"The methods they conceal and consider taboo are, in my Demon Realm, the open and aboveboard avenues of access."

"What's a soul crystal? We have a more direct and powerful magic initiation; we also have the abyss magic blood that can reshape our bones; and we even have ancient magic skills that can change our destiny!"

The devilish sound filled their ears, carrying a powerful spiritual impact, precisely piercing those monks whose faith was shaken by the impact of the bloody truth, or who were stuck on the path of cultivation and had already nurtured dark desires in their hearts:

"Look around you! Look at this devastated holy land. Can it still protect you? Is there still any so-called 'righteousness' here? The changes in the Xingchen Sect today are only the beginning."

"I tell you——"

His massive demonic body leaned forward slightly, and a frenzied light of shocking enthusiasm erupted from his bloodshot pupils.

"At this very moment, our demon army has not only descended upon this place. The spatial passage leading to the five southern states, and even to the seemingly peaceful floating world, has been opened!"

"The demonic flames will sweep across every inch of land! The old era has ended, and the new order will be dominated by the gods!"

"Those who understand the times are heroes!" The Heart-Eating Demon Lord's voice was like a final judgment. "Those 'people with lofty ideals' who desire power, are tired of hypocrisy, and aspire to occupy a place in the new era, put aside your ridiculous prejudices and shackles, and join the Demon Realm."

"I hereby promise that from today onwards, anyone who abandons darkness and joins the light, regardless of their origin or past, will receive the power bestowed by my demon clan, stand shoulder to shoulder with my demon clan, and share the coming world that will be unified by my demon clan!"

The moment the words fell,

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

. . . . . . . . . .

A huge phantom of the Heart-Eating Demon Lord, composed of pure demonic energy, was projected simultaneously from all over Qingzhou, as well as over the areas of the other four states, and even above the sky of several huge cities in the floating world.

His voice, full of incitement and deception, crossed the endless space and resounded in every corner of the six states and one world like a plague.

"Power! Eternal power! Join the Demon Realm and share the future!"

"The Demonic Passage has been opened, and the six states are joining in the celebration!"

"Those who abandon darkness and join the light will be granted supreme magic power."

The devilish sound echoed like the horn of doom.

The dead silence in the Xingchen Sect Square was completely broken.

It was not an angry counterattack, but a more terrifying riot that spread like a plague.

Some low-level cultivators who were already evil-minded or had just been frightened by the battle had a mixture of greed and fear flashing in their eyes, and their breathing became heavy.

Some old monks who had been stuck in a bottleneck for many years and were nearing the end of their lifespans had terrifying glints flashing from their turbid eyes as they stared intently at the figure of the Heart-Eating Demon Lord.

There was even obvious vacillation and chaos within the camps of the three major families.

Their collusion with the demons has been completely exposed, and given the situation today, they only have one choice.

“I . . . . I do . . . . ”

"Power, I want power!"

"The immortal sect is about to end, and the devil is just beginning to rise!"

A few suppressed roars rang out among the crowd, like drops of water thrown into a frying pan.

"Kill! Kill all these hypocrites and evil beasts, and offer them as a tribute to the God!"

What's worse, his eyes were instantly filled with greed and madness.

They roared, turned their spears, and some pounced on their fellow disciples who were still in shock.

Some of them were smart enough to act smart, with red eyes, and they swung their butcher knives and spells at Ning Jiasheng and the wounded demons behind her who had just escaped from their cages.

The battlefield instantly turned into purgatory!

The immortal monks not only have to deal with the allies whose identities have just been revealed, but also have to guard against fellow disciples who may rebel, and even face the powerful and covetous high-level demons.

Ning Jiasheng and this group of demons were caught in the center of the storm.

Ji Tang and Wei Chen were attacking furiously in the front, demon-conquering monks were rushing madly from the flanks and rear, and the tribulation-crossing pressure of Immortal Master Meng Ze, which was like the collapse of the sky, locked Ning Jiasheng's position firmly.