Demonic Dao Fanfiction: Protecting You from Worries for a Lifetime

Feng Jing looked at Chaoyang, who looked reluctant, and worried that if he stayed in the Chaos Land for too long, he might lose control and head for the Jingyuan Realm on his own. So he directly suggested, "Aying is consolidating his bloodline in the Chaos Pool. During this time, you should also go outside the Chaos Land and gain some experience."

Chaoyang was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he bowed and said, "Yes, Father, I obey your command."

Seeing this, Fei Zhou smiled slightly and said, "Okay, Ayang, don't feel disappointed. You should go and gain some experience during this period. It will also be beneficial for your future cultivation."

Chaoyang forced a smile, nodded, and said, "I understand, kid."

After saying this, Chaoyang turned and flew towards the chaotic void with a pause. He knew that Father God and Father Reverend were doing this for his own good, but he still couldn't help but want to see his master and brothers.

Looking at Chaoyang who was reluctant to leave, he walked away step by step, "It seems that my brother's Taoist taught him very well. He has a clear look in his eyes, right!" Feizhou said, looking at Feng Jing who was standing aside.

"Indeed, at first I did regard him as a chess piece. After all, the agreement between us was just to keep him alive, right? However, as time went on, I gave him countless treasures, which were originally promised to Wei Ying, but he had no greed in his heart. He did not keep these treasures for himself, but used them all on Wei Ying. Not only that, he also contributed his own treasures. At first, I couldn't even believe that there was someone who was not greedy... selfless. Later, in order to test him, I brought him to the Land of Chaos and let him witness the unconscious Origin of Heaven with his own eyes. You should know that in his original world, the Origin of Heaven had a special meaning, but he had no selfish motives at all, not even the slightest greed." Feng Jing hugged the flying boat from behind and slowly narrated all this.

Fei Zhou nodded gently, gazing deeply into the distance, as if he had traversed the barriers of time and space, witnessing Wei Ying slumbering in the Chaos Pool and Chao Yang fighting outside it. His eyes were gentle as water. "Indeed, pure and selfless. Perhaps this is why we are willing to grant both the Dao Seal and the Origin."

Feng Jing sighed softly and rested her chin on Fei Zhou's shoulder, her voice filled with emotion: "Yes, we chose him, and he also chose us. This fate, perhaps, was destined from the beginning."

Destiny, fate - these are so wonderful that even rules and the laws of nature are sometimes beyond our control.

Beyond the chaos lies a vast and boundless world of emptiness. There are no stars to embellish it, nor any light to illuminate it. Only the endless darkness and the cracks in time and space are spreading silently.

The chaotic energy roared wildly in the void, as if it wanted to devour everything, making people feel an indescribable fear.

In this chaotic void, ordinary immortals and gods can hardly pass through it easily, because this is the area where the disciples of Tao recognized by the Great Dao or the Heavenly Dao undergo trials, and it is an arena for them to demonstrate their strength and will.

Here, you not only have to deal with the power of chaos that can conjure up anything, but also have to deal with the space-time cracks that may appear at any time and the various traps set between the various heavenly ways or the disciples. If you are not careful, you will fall into an irretrievable situation.

The void beyond Primordial Chaos is both a testing ground and a burial ground. Countless Daoists have perished here, reduced to nothingness. But only through such trials and tribulations can one truly comprehend the true meaning of the Great Dao, break free from their own shackles, and reach new realms.

Please do not mistakenly think that once you become a Daozi, you can sit back and relax, because in fact, some so-called Daozi are just chess pieces chosen by the Heavenly Dao.

Of course, this situation does not apply to Wei Ying and Chao Yang. They have the dual marks of rules and the way of heaven on them, and they also possess the origins of rules and the way of heaven. They are true sons of heaven.

Their status now even surpasses that of some beings with heavenly identities. As long as Chaoyang and Wei Ying do not seek death, the two of them can coexist with time.

When Wei Ying and Chaoyang were in seclusion.

The human world finally experienced a "spiritual turmoil," with earthquakes and tremors, the emergence of bizarre flora and fauna, and the continuous rise of the evil spirits' cultivation. Fortunately, Chaoyang had already made careful arrangements with the Wen, Nie, and Lan families, otherwise the human race would have suffered incalculable losses.

But there were also bad times. As earthquakes and evil spirits increased and intensified, the disadvantages became more and more serious. The most important thing was that the people were incited by something and believed that it was the fault of the immortal sects and families, which led to the earthquakes and heavenly punishment.

This led to a lot of misunderstandings and frictions between the major families. Some radical people even began to besiege some small immortal families, demanding an explanation from them.

Faced with this situation, the major families had no choice but to send disciples to quell the incident, while also secretly investigating who was behind the scenes manipulating it.

The instigators of all this were, in fact, a group of monks who had been crippled by the thunderstorm. Unwilling to abandon their status as monks and become the mortals they once looked down upon, they banded together and cleverly exploited the chaos brought about by the so-called "spiritual energy riot," attempting to stir up conflict and strife between the common people and the monks.

Through this method, they secretly planned and attempted to achieve their hidden and unspeakable goals of taking over the body.

These useless people knew that only when the hatred between the common people and the monks deepened would they have a chance to find a suitable body in the chaos and regain the power of the monks. Their plan seemed perfect, but in fact it was full of risks.

After all, one cautious step will lead to being discovered.

The cloud is deep and unknown.

Qing Heng-Jun dismissed the head of the Lan clan's affiliated family, then rubbed his forehead, a hint of fatigue visible. Lan Xichen, observing this, considerately offered him a cup of hot tea and inquired, "Father, what should be done with those imprisoned?"

Qing Hengjun drank the tea in the cup to relieve his dry throat and asked, "Wangji, you haven't come back yet?"

Lan Xichen shook his head slightly, a hint of worry on his face. “Not yet, but it should be soon. This incident is quite tricky, so Wangji will handle it personally.”

Qing Hengjun sighed softly, his eyes penetrating. "This incident is easier said than done. Exploiting public sentiment and inciting conflict is a sinister act, but considering they are still mortals, we must not kill them lightly. Otherwise, the conflict between the cultivators and the common people will only intensify. Xichen, it is best to imprison them first!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Xichen nodded respectfully to show that he understood.