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

Looking at the half-open stone door, the demon came out from here.

Reason told Shen Moyan that now was not the time to venture deeper into the cemetery.

But the magic gourd at his waist trembled even more violently.

With each step Shen Moyan took closer to the stone gate of the tomb, the Yi Mo Hu became even more agitated.

"What is inside that's so captivating?"

Before Shen Moyan could figure it out, the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique began to circulate within his body on its own, and his eyes began to turn scarlet.

There is only one reason why the cultivation technique can operate on its own:

"Demonic energy!"

Shen Moyan was half surprised and half delighted.

This cemetery is actually filled with demonic energy!

Like a long-awaited rain after a drought, demonic energy flowed within his body, and Shen Moyan closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure brought by cultivation.

The Yi Mo Hu was also bathed in demonic energy, enjoying the belated nourishment.

"Demonic energy transforms into demonic spiritual power, which is then compressed into magical power."

Originally, the Dharma Body only possessed the Azure Sun Spiritual Power and the Profound Darkness Spiritual Power.

With the addition of demonic energy, Shen Moyan's magical power became even more profound.

"Can we get in or not?"

Shen Moyan hesitated for a moment, but still sent a wisp of his divine sense into the stone gate.

Fortunately, there was nothing obstructing the way; the area inside was already a ruin.

At the end of the line of sight, a skeleton sat upright on a stone seat.

The skeletal figure gripped a longsword tightly in both hands and plunged it fiercely into a mangled, rotting corpse at its feet.

The tomb wall behind the stone seat is inscribed with last words carved with sword energy.

After browsing through the information, Shen Moyan withdrew his divine sense and understood the cause and effect.

The tomb's occupant was named Xu Cheng, an inner disciple of the Biyang Sword Sect, at the Purple Mansion Realm.

He was sent out by his sect to carry out a mission.

Unfortunately, it was exposed on its first birth and was besieged by the Holy Court monks.

With nowhere else to turn, he hid in the Yin-Yang Cave.

He had planned to stay hidden for a while and come out after the storm had passed, but he never expected to encounter the people of the Six Hells Demon Sect here.

The Six Hells Demon Sect is one of the twenty-one immortal lineages.

The two sects were already sworn enemies before the collapse of the immortal path. When they met on a narrow path, it was natural that they would not only determine who was superior but also decide life and death.

The two fought a fierce battle and both suffered heavy injuries.

Xu Cheng successfully suppressed that scoundrel from the Demonic Sect.

However, he himself was also infected by the demonic seed, and was seriously injured and on the verge of death.

Meanwhile, the Holy Court monks who were chasing him outside had not yet left.

Xu Cheng felt that his time was coming to an end, so he built a tomb for himself.

This tomb was concealed by Xu Cheng using a secret method, and only those who have mastered the Azure Sun Rising Technique can sense it. Anyone who forces their way in will be attacked by his remaining sword intent.

If a high-level cultivator comes, they will be contaminated by the demonic seed left behind by the deceased disciple of the Six Hells Demonic Sect.

The demon that Shen Moyan just encountered was a part of Xu Cheng's soul and body that had been severed after he was invaded by a demonic seed.

With these demons lurking around the cemetery, no one, except the Demon Suppression Bureau, wants to get involved.

Over time, only members of the Sword Sect were able to see this tomb.

Shen Moyan suddenly recalled the origin of Dongshan City.

When an inner disciple was born, he passed through the wilderness where the former Dongshan City was located and wiped out all the demonic beasts in the area.

"Could the inner disciple passing by be this Master Xu Cheng?"

Shen Moyan pondered.

The timing also matches up. The epitaph records the year as 91145 of the Jiuge Calendar, while the current time for Shen Moyan is 91211 of the Jiuge Calendar.

Before his death, Master Xu Cheng engraved his experiences on the tomb wall behind him, hoping that the disciples of the Sword Sect could take his remains back, and he put all the rewards in his storage ring.

His last words were filled with regret, regret for his own weakness.

He regretted betraying the trust of his fellow disciples and the training he received from the Sword Sect.

"Xu Cheng Zhenren's senior brother, Zi Xu Zhenren..." Shen Moyan recalled the information he had heard from Pharmacist Liang when he was still in the form of ginseng.

The important person whom Pharmacist Liang wanted to offer his ginseng to was Master Zixu.

"Hehe, interesting."

Shen Moyan stopped the Heavenly Demon Transformation Technique, activated the Azure Sun Rising Technique, pushed open the stone door, and stepped into the tomb.

He walked to Xu Cheng's withered bones and bowed respectfully, feigning reverence.

Then his gaze settled on the storage ring of the skeleton.

Shen Moyan flicked his finger and put the storage ring into his hand.

However, he did not probe it with his divine sense. Instead, he took out the Demon Gourd and poured out a drop of Heavenly Demon True Blood.

Shen Moyan immersed the storage ring in true blood, then softly recited:

"Burning Soul".

"Aaaaaah!————"

A mournful shriek came from the storage ring, then vanished without a trace.

Sensing that Xu Chengzhen's remnant soul had been completely burned away, Shen Moyan revealed a kind smile.

Did he really think that Shen Moyan was an ignorant novice?

As a swordsman of Biyang, why pretend to be aloof and righteous?

Judging others by his own standards, he believed that this Master Xu Cheng was definitely not dead and would still have most of his soul residing in the storage ring.

With external sword intent suppressing him and internal soul transfer, it would be difficult for Master Xu Cheng to fail in his possession.

It's just a pity that she ran into Shen Moyan.

The sword intent that had enveloped Shen Moyan dissipated, and the withered bones on the stone seat turned to dust and vanished. This Master Xu Cheng had completely perished.

Shen Moyan looked around the stone seat warily, trying to detect any unusual movements from the dead disciples of the Six Hells Demon Sect.

Fortunately, the rotting corpse under the stone seat didn't move at all; it must be completely dead.

Only then did he feel at ease enough to probe his spiritual sense into the storage ring.

"So poor?" Shen Moyan was greatly disappointed.

According to his divine sense, there were only a few spirit stones and a few fragments of magical artifacts in the storage ring.

Only the tokens from the Biyang Sword Sect have any value; the others are useless junk.

Shen Moyan put away the token, then glanced at the rotting corpse under the long sword.

This corpse harbors demonic seeds; it cannot be taken away.

"Then let's take all the demonic energy from the graveyard."

Shen Moyan circulated his magic power, and all the demonic energy swirled around him, being absorbed into his body.

After absorbing the demonic energy, Shen Moyan left the cemetery.

After Shen Moyan left, the rotting corpse on the ground beside the stone seat slowly stood up.

"True Blood Burns the Soul, what a ruthless junior."

The rotting corpse slapped its head and smacked its lips.

If it weren't for his exceptional ability to conceal his presence and the demonic seed within him, he would have been fed to the gourd by that ruthless junior long ago.

"The suppressed sword intent has disappeared, but this demonic body is already exhausted and can't use a single supernatural power."

"Fortunately, Biyang had left something behind with his sword seed; I've noted down all the treasures he hid."

The rotting corpse slowly walked to the stone seat, dug through the rock layers, revealing a pit several feet deep, and finally took out a storage bag.

"Xu Cheng, you didn't expect this, did you? I'm the one who's laughing last..."

The rotting corpse suddenly fell silent, its decaying body momentarily frozen in place.

Several flies were buzzing around him.

But those weren't ordinary insects.

A firefly with six senses?!

The rotting corpse was terrified when the sword light arrived like a startled swan.

We were careless; that junior hasn't left yet!

Swish!

The corpse's flesh was pierced into countless fragments.

"Just as I expected." Shen Moyan, who had returned, rubbed his hands together and smiled.

After Master Xu Cheng's sword intent dissipated, the suppressed disciples of the Six Hells Demon Sect had not yet revealed themselves.

That means that after decades of erosion of his sword intent, his condition has declined significantly, and he is not confident in fighting Shen Moyan head-on.