Chapter 897: Source of Wisdom

Moreover, through the Wisdom Origin Principle, the power of the Desire Principle that Yan Buji stole allowed him to grasp the mysteries of the primordial source of heaven and earth!

【What's on my back?!】

【Whoa! You…you…you… you've got two tumors on your back, and they're oozing pus, ugh! Don't come near me, you go down!】

Hm?

With his eyes closed in contemplation, Yan Buji saw a Taoist's silhouette pluck the two tumors from his back, seemed to study them for a while, then threw them into the sea.

Yan Buji couldn't help but pause in shock.

Before he could recover his senses, he saw another scene.

【Do you really intend to use this? It'll be discovered, right?】

【Then what? Are you confident you can shatter its Eye of Breaking the Law? We can't even use the Eye of Breaking the Law, let alone…】

Later, Yan Buji saw several vague silhouettes gather, carefully lift a massive tumor from the sea floor, then swiftly ascend and fly into the pitch‑black world…

After that there was no more scene.

"What does it mean?"

Yan Buji's complexion changed instantly.

The strangeness and horror of that tumor seemed…

…related to the Abnormal Beast?!

"Could that tumor be the Primordial Seed… or the Dao Realm? So the sages of the Nine Heavens Five Realms… rely on that Taoist's power to breakthrough?!"

When he entertained that thought, Yan Buji felt a wave of shame for his wild imagination.

How could a mere tumor on one's back create a Dao Realm, forge a Primordial Seed, or even let sages rely on the power of a mutation?

But combining what he knows, including the reports from beyond the heavens…

"Even the sages are just birds in a cage?" Yan Buji sighed.

Yet he himself is only at the mid‑stage of Refining Void, just having touched the Dao's practice; no matter how much he ponders such distant futures, it's of little use.

Yan Buji stood proudly atop the summit of the Nan Ting Mountain Region, the Celestial Dome, like an immovable mountain. His figure loomed tall in the gale, the sea of clouds beneath him roiled like angry waves, and the fierce wind howled, sweeping as if to devour him.

His bare torso was covered with crimson patterns that seemed alive, constantly writhing. Upon close inspection, one could faintly hear mournful wails emanating from the patterns—the lingering desires of the Nascent Soul Cultivators he had devoured.

"The desires of Nascent Soul Cultivators are indeed a hundred times better than those of ordinary mortals." Yan Buji's lips curled slightly, revealing a faint smile. He slowly spread his five fingers, and a phantom of a Swallow Desire Pot materialized in his palm. The pot was entirely scarlet, and a continual stream of scarlet mist poured from its mouth, instantly enveloping an area of hundreds of li like a torrent.

Within the swirling mist, countless twisted human faces flickered in and out. Those faces were the essence of desires left by the tens of thousands of cultivators Yan Buji had devoured over the past six months; they struggled painfully in the mist, emitting sharp, piercing screams.

Yet Yan Buji paid no heed to the wails. His gaze pierced the mist, looking far into the distance as if searching for something.

"Not enough…" Yan Buji murmured softly, "The primordial spirit of a Transforming Spirit Cultivator is fit to be firewood for my Extreme Desire Path!" His voice echoed in the gale, tinged with resolve and greed.

After learning the greatest secret of heaven and earth, Yan Buji suddenly understood what he must do.

No, or rather, he was bound to walk this path sooner or later; he just didn't expect it so quickly!

In merely six hundred years, Yan Buji has already become a mid‑stage Refining Void cultivator who practices the Dao, and his method is not the usual cultivation path but a brand‑new essence method!

By bearing the Extreme Desire Path through the primordial essence, the Dao's practice and realm advancement directly clarified Yan Buji's cultivation direction.

It is to Devour enough—or sufficiently pure—desires for advancement!

He isn't afraid of being devoured by countless people's desires; even if many die by his hand, what use is that?

Can their desires outgrow his? Be more vicious than his?

It's a joke!

Thus Yan Buji began an indiscriminate slaughter; although the Ten Thousand Dao Mountains are filled with sects, he didn't target just one for plunder.

In the past six months he had attacked too many Nascent Soul Cultivators; after amassing a sufficient pool of desires, Yan Buji fled into the deep mountains, gradually cultivating using the plundered resources.

"Indeed, I am the most suitable vessel for the Desire Dao!" Yan Buji sneered. In just six hundred years, Yan Buji rose from a mortal of extremely poor aptitude to today, all through effort and restraint.

Why is Yan Buji no longer restraining himself now?

It's because the Desire Dao he bears is part of the Wisdom Origin Principle of heaven and earth, revealing to him the greatest hidden secret of this world.

All will eventually cycle; there's no time for him to develop slowly.

After learning all this, Yan Buji chose an even more reckless action.

Hunting Nascent Soul Cultivators was not enough; Yan Buji began targeting Transforming Spirit Cultivators!

For several consecutive years, Yan Buji committed hundreds of attacks, missing only five times.

His greatest haul, now…

Three hundred Transforming Spirit Cultivators formed the "Nine Heavens Demon‑Subduing Array", a radiant light soaring skyward. The white‑bearded elder presiding over the array shouted fiercely, "Demon Lord! Your slaughter of fellow cultivators is intolerable; today we shall…"

"Noisy."

Yan Buji snapped his fingers, a wisp of pink mist drifted into the array. The ten front‑line cultivators suddenly stared blankly, then their faces turned lewd, and they redirected their artifacts to attack their comrades!

"Senior Brother Li, you… ah!"

Amid the screams, the array collapsed instantly. Yan Buji strolled into the chaotic crowd; his right arm turned into a blood‑red vortex, and wherever it passed, cultivators withered and fell. Their primordial spirits were forcibly extracted, turning in the vortex into desire crystals.

"Lust, greed, murderous desire…" Yan Buji toyed with the newly formed crystal, then crushed the most vivid one. Pink mist burst forth, and all living cultivators in the valley instantly had blood‑red eyes, beginning a frenzied self‑destruction.

"Look, this is the true face you suppressed."

Within the Ten Thousand Dao Mountains there are still many cultivation forces, including those in the cultivated immortal cities; most are perched on the mountain tops, the sky‑touching lands, also places where spiritual energy gathers, and the number of accomplished cultivators is countless.

Within ten years, the thirty‑six major sects of the Nan Ting Mountain Region suffered successive calamities.

The Qingming Sword Sect's prized treasure, the "Sword of Cutting Delusion", was corrupted by desire and back‑lashed its owner;

The Xuan Dan Pavilion's stock of one hundred thousand spirit pills all turned into desire seeds; those who ingested them became puppets;

The most horrifying case was the Demon‑Subduing Temple—eight hundred arhats, while chanting sutras, suddenly fell into collective demonic possession, tearing the abbot limb by limb and devouring him!

The name "Hu Mo" rang across the Five Realms; even when a three‑year‑old cries at night, parents frighten them: "If you keep crying, Yan Buji will come to eat you!"

The Xuanmen Sect, Fa Tian Sect, and the Imperial Line of the Human Emperor urgently issued a "Demon‑Eradication Decree", offering a bounty of an Eight-turn Immortal Accumulation for Yan Buji's head.

But chillingly, among the seven Refining Void masters who took up the bounty, three defected on the spot and were themselves refined!