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

"The Formation Pavilion... Immortal Longevity City, how did it become like this?"

As far as Shen Moyan could see, all he saw was ruins.

There was a being that destroyed the array's central hub in Immortal Longevity City, namely the Array Pavilion, causing the city's main array to completely malfunction.

At the city wall closest to him, ten cultivators stood back to back in battle formation, struggling to withstand the attacks of seven or eight ghostly black figures on the periphery.

Their spells, when they struck the shadowy figures, often only managed to make the targets stagger.

But those shadowy figures were fearless, their attacks aimed straight for vital points, carrying a vicious demonic aura that corroded spiritual power.

In less than three seconds, nine cultivators were grazed by their attacks.

Then the nine cultivators, their faces contorted in pain, knelt on the ground, their bodies undergoing strange yet uniform changes.

Their eyes lost focus, then became shrouded in a dark, demonic flame.

Beneath the skin, bluish-black blood vessels bulge and wriggle like earthworms.

Their eyes turned bloodshot as they stared at the last remaining female nun.

The female cultivator held the magic weapon in her hand, her face deathly pale.

"No!"

She screamed in despair.

Dozens of infected cultivators rushed towards the female cultivator, followed by the sounds of bones shattering and flesh tearing apart.

A moment later, only fragments of robes and body parts remained on the spot.

Furthermore, the fragments of his body emanated a fragrance that sank into the earth, polluting the ground with a purplish-black hue, and spreading wildly outwards from the point of his fall.

Shen Moyan, who had crawled out of the hole in the city wall, was shocked by what he saw.

In Shen Moyan's eyes, the fluctuations emanating from the female cultivator's flesh and blood residue were completely different from those of ordinary Daoist auras.

"Is this a demonic seed?"

The Demon Seed is also a form of Daoist philosophy.

Those who are devoured by the demon will have their remaining body and soul transformed into demonic seeds.

"Are those people demons?"

Shen Moyan watched as those infected people left. They were infected, their minds went blank, their eyes were blood red, and they carried the aura of demons, which matched the characteristics of some demonic beings.

He slowly walked to the place where the female cultivator had died.

Shen Moyan vividly remembered the process of the formation of the demon seed when he first witnessed it, as it greatly benefited his later comprehension of the "Primordial Demon Book".

Shen Moyan took out a concealment talisman from his sleeve, affixed it to his body, and activated the Turtle Breathing Technique to its maximum.

Having already met Xi Yi, Shen Moyan had become more adept at controlling his own aura, and with the achievement of "Outsider," his presence was almost nonexistent.

After concealing himself, he amplified his divine sense to its maximum, enveloping the entire Immortal Longevity City.

The massacre of cultivators by demons is happening in every corner of Immortal Longevity City.

Shen Moyan turned his attention to a battle taking place ten miles away.

She was also a female cultivator who was attacked by a demon.

The demonic energy, as if alive, burrowed into her seven orifices, and her shrill screams lasted only half a breath before abruptly ceasing.

A moment later, she stood up unsteadily, her eyes gleaming with a sinister light, and joined the slaughter.

The chain of transformation is extending automatically.

Like a plague, but faster and more unstoppable.

Those cultivators who remain conscious not only face the relentless pursuit of demons whose bodies have been strengthened, but also the sudden betrayal of their companions.

Seeing the hellish scene, Shen Moyan's pupils dilated dramatically, and his expression became excited:

"That's quite a skill!"

Shen Moyan looked up at the starless sky and instantly understood the origin of this disaster.

"The Six Hells Demon Lord, what a monster."

This is the Daoist aura fluctuation of the Six Hells Demon Lord. When he fought with Si Ming, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Daoist aura he emitted fell into reality and became demonic seeds that rained down on the world.

The resistance of the remaining cultivators in the city was rapidly collapsing, and their escape had lost its direction.

Where eternal night reigns, any living thing can instantly become an enemy.

"Use war to sustain war, and turn the enemy into resources."

"If I could use such supernatural abilities..."

The invasion of monsters is a barbaric act of destruction, an organized and planned act of aggression.

From the collusion between Deng Jinhua and other Holy Court officials with demons, who planted numerous spies to cripple the human economy and disrupt the network, to the gradual outbreak of war.

It is not only a waste of manpower and time, but also a waste of resources.

What we are seeing now looks like a highly efficient and targeted cleansing and transformation.

The Demon Lord didn't even need to take action himself; his overwhelming aura and the scattered Daoist charm alone were enough to turn most of the remaining cultivators on this land into his minions.

Shen Moyan expanded his divine sense once again, extending it to the more distant lands outside of Xianshou City.

The demons began to gather spontaneously like an ant colony, and led by some of the stronger demons, they systematically rushed towards several places where there was still strong resistance and the light of the spirit flickered.

That place could be the mountain gate formation of a sect under the Holy Court in Feiguang Prefecture, or it could be a stronghold where a few powerful individuals gather, like Jiang Qingshui in Langya Prefecture.

An efficient extermination operation is unfolding methodically under the invisible will of the Demon Lord.

Shen Moyan slowly closed his eyes, calculating and comparing the extent to which human strongholds fell during the "demon invasion".

When he opened his eyes again, all that remained was a deep, dark pool.

"Highly efficient! This is the kind of method that should be used for upgrading!"

In comparison, the demon race's long-term planning was no match for the Demon Lord's unintentional dissipation of Daoist energy.

"The demon race has lived for so many years, yet they are still a bunch of beasts who only know how to eat raw meat and drink blood."

"Even if you become clever and know how to plan, what good will it do?"

"All the schemes and calculations, in the end, are nothing more than a single thought of the Demon Lord!"

Comparing the two completely different methods of warfare used by demons and monsters, Shen Moyan complained.

Of course, it's also possible that the demon race's high-end combat power is being held back by the human race, preventing them from taking action.

But Shen Moyan thought that all roads lead to Rome, so why choose the most difficult one?

"Indeed, cultivation requires one to internalize the great power!"

Shen Moyan took out the Demon-Changing Gourd, preparing to go to the battlefield to collect supplies and trade for the true blood of the Heavenly Demons as usual, but suddenly froze on the spot.

Something's not right, something's very wrong.

Shen Moyan began to ponder his own path.

Since this life, I seem to have become too reliant on the power of the Heavenly Demon Path.

This shouldn't be, absolutely shouldn't be.

The power of the Heavenly Demon is all external; the only one you can truly rely on is yourself.

"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you..."

Shen Moyan gave a cold laugh.

Looking inward, one sees the dark, inky lines, symbolizing the causal relationship between the demon and oneself, growing increasingly solid.

The power of the Heavenly Demon, like the most cunning parasitic vine, was silently eroding his foundation of cultivation little by little.

Each time he used the power of the Heavenly Demon's true blood to spy, plot, and sense, the causal connection between him and the Heavenly Demon deepened.

This has been particularly evident over the past fifteen years.

A thirst for power, like a poisonous weed, sprouted deep within his Dao heart.

If left unchecked, Shen Moyan may be reduced from a composed chess player to a puppet controlled by the Heavenly Demon.

"Trying to control me? No way!"

Transcend all forms!

In the critical moment, Shen Moyan activated the "Scripture of Detachment from All Forms" with all his might.

"My will tells me that I am the true master of this body!"

After meeting Xi Yi, this technique helped him identify and shed all thoughts related to the appearance of the Heavenly Demon.

Stripping away all appearances and pointing directly to emptiness is precisely the weapon to deal with the formless and intangible thoughts of the heavenly demons.