Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

To verify his idea, Shen Moyan went deeper and deeper down.

Along the way, he tried his best to avoid places with traces of demonic beasts and kept his aura to a minimum.

At the same time, all the clues were rapidly connected in my mind.

A reasonable deduction came to Shen Moyan's mind.

True Lord Yanzhen needs to mobilize nearly the waters of an entire province, but it is very difficult for him to operate a tribulation-level formation with his own strength at the Guicang realm.

However, he cleverly utilized this extremely deep underground ocean with an almost inexhaustible volume of water to obtain the water needed, ultimately achieving the earth-shaking feat of transforming Langya into a vast ocean.

There exists some unknown cooperation or transaction between the True Lord of the Wild Goose Formation and the forces of the demon race.

The demon race may have provided him with the convenience of earth vein channels for his grand formation, or assisted him in inscribing array patterns at this crucial water source.

The True Lord of the Wild Goose Formation may have promised to share Kongsang County and even the vast Langya Prefecture with the demon race after the matter is accomplished.

"If you want to move this underground ocean to the sky, then there must be another large formation underground..."

As Shen Moyan pondered, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The magic gourd at his waist was trembling violently, throbbing excitedly.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Moyan placed his hand on the gourd, then suddenly froze.

The light was almost completely swallowed up, with only the faint, swaying halo of light provided by the dark blue moss on the rock face, casting distorted shadows onto the rugged stone.

An indescribable shadow appeared within the range of his divine sense.

The air was as thick as solidified ink, filled with the pungent smell of sulfur mixed with rotting flesh.

Shen Moyan looked up and met the eyes of the shadowy figure.

"What the hell is that?"

Shen Moyan felt a sense of familiarity from the shadow, and at the same time, the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique involuntarily began to operate.

He specifically chose a place without any trace of monsters, yet he still encountered this thing.

No, it's precisely because of this thing that the monsters didn't go through this place.

Suddenly, the shadow stood up as if it were alive, stretching into a twisted, amorphous human figure.

It had no facial features; its two empty eye sockets gleamed with a bloodthirsty crimson.

"hiss--"

It emitted a non-human, soul-piercing murmur, as if millions of wronged souls were wailing simultaneously, causing the entire cave to tremble slightly and rubble to fall in a flurry.

"A demon?"

Shen Moyan suddenly realized the origin of this thing.

The Magic Gourd was excited because it had encountered someone of its kind.

A demon is a cultivator who loses their sense of self after their body is tainted by a demonic seed.

The shadowy, hoarse murmurs gradually became clearer, and Shen Moyan understood them.

"The Six Hells Demonic Sect?"

The Six Hells Demonic Sect is one of the twenty-one immortal lineages in the Great World of Mountains and Seas.

Shen Moyan recalled the name and related concepts of this lineage, and the demon seemed to hear his thoughts, its crimson eyes locking onto him.

It raised its hand, and its arm transformed into a jet-black longsword.

Wherever the black sword passed, even the light seemed to be swallowed and distorted.

The demon was incredibly fast, hurtling straight at Shen Moyan's face.

At the same time, the sword wind carried a mental shock, like an invisible tide, attempting to overwhelm Shen Moyan's sea of ​​consciousness.

bah—

Sparks flew as the Heavenly Demon Sword flew out, blocking the attack.

"It seems this demon's cultivation level was quite high when he was alive."

Shen Moyan activated the "Scripture of Detachment from All Forms" and successfully eliminated the mental blow.

As the two swords clashed, Shen Moyan felt the magical power covering the Heavenly Demon Sword melt and evaporate instantly, like ice and snow thrown into the blazing sun.

"Is this the sword technique of the Biyang Sword Sect?"

Shen Moyan was startled, but quickly made a judgment.

"It seems you were a disciple of the Biyang Sword Sect in your previous life."

"Let me capture you and study you properly." Shen Moyan's lips curled up slightly.

This demon must have been at a higher level than him in his previous life, but now he only has a remnant consciousness left, his physical body has collapsed, and he is nothing more than a phoenix that has shed its feathers.

The sword energy collided with the dark figure, producing a piercing sound like a branding iron being immersed in water.

The demon's figure trembled violently, letting out a painful roar, and its attack paused.

Shen Moyan seized the opportunity to launch a heavy attack.

The demon was injured, and its form changed drastically.

It suddenly dispersed, transforming into dozens of smaller black shadows, like agile venomous snakes, coiling around Shen Moyan from different angles.

These shadowy figures not only physically entangled Shen Moyan, but also continuously emitted a force field that disrupted his magical power, making the flow of his magical power feel sluggish.

The surrounding stone walls seemed to transform into writhing flesh and blood, and curses that could disturb one's mind echoed in one's ears.

"The Six Hells Demonic Sect! The Six Hells Demonic Sect! Damn it! Damn it!"

The venomous murmurs echoed in Shen Moyan's ears, carrying the hatred of that Biyang Sword Sect disciple from his lifetime.

Shen Moyan picked at his ear, looking completely calm.

Silently circulating the "Scripture of Detachment from All Forms," ​​Shen Moyan's mind was as clear as a mirror, instantly seeing through all illusions.

His figure swayed like a ghost, and he used the Azure Wave Step to its fullest extent, leaving behind afterimages in the narrow space.

With a series of sword strikes, strands of transparent sword energy wove into a dense net, severing the approaching shadows one by one.

Each clash was accompanied by a brief burst of magical annihilation light, casting the cave into an unpredictable, flickering glow.

The battle ended, and the underground cave returned to its deathly silence.

"The Six Hells Demon Sect... damn it..." The demon, now reduced to fragments, still roared in resentment.

Shen Moyan held the remnant of the demon in his palm, about to search its soul.

Suddenly, he felt a cool sensation spreading from his palms throughout his body.

"Demon seed...infection?!"

Shen Moyan's expression changed drastically, and he quickly flung the demon away.

He then activated the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique, concentrating the areas on his body that had been infected by the demonic seed onto his left fingernail.

Suddenly, Shen Moyan's left fingernails became sharp and long, transforming into ferocious claws.

His eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he tore apart the claws infused with demonic seeds.

"These demonic seeds are disgusting. No wonder no monsters come to this cave." Shen Moyan looked disgusted. As his magic flowed, his left hand returned to its original state.

The demon is not strong, but it carries a demonic seed.

Just like a broom covered in excrement, everyone would avoid it.

Although Shen Moyan cultivated the "Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique", he had mixed feelings about this technique.

What's good is that they can get true blood and magic weapons from the Heavenly Demon, but what they dislike is the Demon Seed.

The Demon Seed is a decent weapon; it can attack the enemy's mind.

However, this attack borrows power, borrowing the power of the Heavenly Demon.

In other words, the Demon Seed is something locked onto by the Heavenly Demon.

The Heavenly Demon was no good; Shen Moyan still remembered that eerie glimpse during the ritual.

He didn't want his soul to be possessed by that mysterious demon.

Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, it can't be ignored.

"By the way, this demon kept muttering about the Six Hells Demon Sect before he died."

"What kind of deep-seated hatred is this?"

Shen Moyan followed the direction in which the demon had appeared and soon arrived at a half-closed stone door.

The stone gate's surface is pitted and covered with sword marks.

He looked up and saw sixteen large characters written on either side of the stone gate:

The soul ascends to the nine heavens, the spirit falls into the nine abyss, unable to cross the River of Oblivion, beyond the reach of mountains and seas.

Shen Moyan suddenly understood, his expression stiffened, and he clicked his tongue:

"What bad luck, it's a cemetery."