[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy":3,"chapter-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-323":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","This High Martial World Is Too Crazy",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2301211,4500,"Chapter 323: The Demon Cult Lord","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-323",323,"\u003Cp>Slash—slash—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fierce battle cries echoed across the entire peak of the Demon Cult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood nearly pooled into streams, bodies falling one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thick stench of blood spread out, stimulating every brain, stirring emotions to frenzy and melting the threads of reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Chong of Kunlun Sect transformed into a being of pure crimson flame, leaping into the ranks of the Demon Cult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the blue stone tiles melted into magma; where he passed, the flames clung like a malignant sore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a single splashed ember that touched the skin would rapidly spread across the entire body, burning it to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die, bald-headed monk!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a furious shout from a female demon cultist, a silver spear tore through the fire curtain and stabbed from behind He Chong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spearhead shot through the air trailing a comet-like white glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without dodging, He Chong’s burning head was instantly pierced and exploded, blood spraying everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then, before the stunned eyes of the Demon Cult, flames erupted from He Chong’s neck cavity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The exploded head was instantly refilled with flame, reforming into flesh and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, as if nothing had happened, he turned back with a mocking gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve reached the First Transformation—surely you’ve heard of Kunlun Sect’s Ice-Fire Twin Supremes, who possess immortality?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his words faded, the blood that had sprayed from his exploded head instantly became countless tongues of flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every cultist who touched the blood screamed in agony, then turned to ash within seconds; the stench of charred flesh mixed with sulfur filled the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away, He Chong’s junior sister had transformed into a five-meter-tall being of pure ice, sprinting through the Demon Cult ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any cultist who entered within ten meters had their body rapidly frozen solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demon cultists frozen mid-swing by the cold air became ice statues, then shattered into powder when struck by charging warriors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of meters away, the figure of Guan Weiliang, the Kungtung Sect’s leader, had blurred beyond recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was an ultimate physical form vibrating tens of thousands of times per second, invincible and unbreakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any blade, spear, sword, or halberd striking her shattered instantly; nothing could pierce her defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, some demon cultists silently collapsed, clutching throats spurting blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the winding path stained with blood, the Chan Master Xuanxu stood with solemn divine form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each swing of his gilded staff summoned a hurricane; three or five demon cult strongmen leaping up were slammed into the rock face by the gale, dark red fluid seeping from the shattered stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this martial world, due to world suppression, every martial artist’s physical limit was nearly identical, with additional constraints on stamina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In pure hand-to-hand combat, even a Grandmaster could not withstand the combined assault of dozens of Transcended Bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was without invoking the Heart-Phase legacy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a Fourth Transformation legacy, as long as their Heart-Phase remained, these martial masters were invincible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the ferocious assault of the righteous sects, they had stormed from the mountain’s base straight to its mid-slope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something’s wrong…” Xuanxu Master withdrew to the righteous camp to recover his Qi, frowning: “We’ve smashed through every resistance, but all we’ve faced are low-level foes—only First or Second Transformation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Demon Cult’s Dharma Kings, Protectors, and Four Symbols Flag Masters haven’t shown themselves at all—they’re barely putting up token resistance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emei Yuduan Recluse appeared beside him: “They’re probably trying to exhaust our strength, preserving their best forces to decide the battle at the summit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Regardless, today the Six Sects have come—today we wipe out the Demon Cult entirely,” said Zhang Yuanqiao of Wudang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But… has Fang Canshaoxia been found yet?” Xuanxu asked, frowning with concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shortly after the Demon Purge Assembly ended last night, they received word from the Yanfeng Sect’s leader: Fang Can had vanished from his room, possibly captured, and still had no trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Most likely the Demon Cult’s Qiankun Yi Qi Bag,” Zhang Yuanqiao frowned. “Fang Canshaoxia’s Shadow Divine Map was left at the scene.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Qiankun Yi Qi Bag can only be used once every ten years. After engraving a target’s likeness and tossing the Shadow Divine Map inside, the target subconsciously senses it—once they answer a call, they’re pulled into the bag and swapped with the map.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wei Yixiao has seen the young master’s face. Fang Canshaoxia, being new to the world, probably didn’t know the bag’s power—that’s how he got tricked.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Such demonic tactics! We’ve lost a great warrior—utterly unpredictable!” He Miao sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Wei Yixiao scratched his head, staring at the deflated bag: “Did that kid even get in? Why’s the bag still so flat?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Qiankun Yi Qi Bag contains its own space. Once the Shadow Divine Map is placed inside, if the target makes even a single sound within a day, he’ll be sucked in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve already felt something inside. Just wait half a day—the bag will auto-unseal, and I’ll drag him out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nun Who Won’t Speak chuckled: “Why are you so obsessed with this kid? You made me waste my once-in-a-decade chance to catch him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Lord will soon unleash his divine art and annihilate the enemy army.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Yixiao chuckled dryly: “You don’t know how annoying this kid is—I’m afraid you’ll all be so stunned when you see him you won’t be able to move, so I grabbed him to lock him up as a long-term blood slave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve been closest in the Holy Cult—I’ll let you play with him for a few days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bat King’s words earned only a smiling shake of the head from the Nun Who Won’t Speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in a realm of utter darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No up or down, no left or right—like the primordial chaos before heaven and earth took form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Can’s body floated in this chaotic void…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snoring loudly??\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No gravity, no sense of time, no air—but the boy’s expression was utterly serene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do what belongs to the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At night, after a good night’s pleasure, you sleep soundly—that’s what health means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since mysteriously arriving in this space last night, Fang Can had simply fallen asleep here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, sleeping while floating in space was a first for him—novel experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for getting out? Fang Can, utterly relaxed, planned to think about it after waking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why strain yourself for no pay? No danger here? Of course keep sleeping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, even the boy’s sleeping posture radiated total relaxation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Limbs naturally spread, no discomfort despite the complete absence of air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several miles away, watching smoke rise from the peak, a middle-aged woman clad in armor, her expression fierce, plucked a blade of wild grass from between her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pah!” She spat out the pulp and barked: “All troops, surround the base of the Demon Cult mountain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter if they’re righteous or demonic—anyone coming down the mountain, leave none alive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Martial heroes break the law!” The fierce woman sneered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“From today, I ride through the Jianghu! Let those so-called heroes learn what ‘All under heaven belongs to the Emperor’ truly means!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At her command, the ten-thousand-strong army fell silent and surged toward the mountain’s base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every sound was suppressed to near silence; they crossed miles without a whisper, encircling the mountain’s foot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The righteous sects, unaware of the events below, were now blinded by bloodlust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Fourth Transformation warriors leading the charge, they had pushed to the summit, losing only a hundred men among the corpses of fallen demon cultists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the strongest forces of both righteous and demonic sides finally met atop the peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over ten thousand warriors gathered on the mountain summit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to overcrowding, most stood along the pathways to avoid congestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waiting only for a command to charge, to drench the peak in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the cloud-capped summit, Xuanxu’s eyes burned with fury as he studied the demon cultists before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, every top-tier demon cultist waited here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the Six Sects’ eight Grandmasters, the demon cult had far fewer high-level masters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Four Symbols Flag Masters were only Third Transformation; only four Dharma Kings had appeared, and one deputy commander remained missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Demon cult witch, now that the Six Sects have ascended together, your end has come,” said the Emei Yuduan Recluse, sword coldly raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yuanqiao of Wudang added: “Surrender now—we’ll only execute the ringleaders. Resist, and you die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s your deputy commander, Yang Xiao? Why isn’t he here? Did he flee and hide?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck your father!” Wei Yixiao sneered, laughing: “Ha ha ha! Today isn’t the Holy Cult’s end—it’s the death date of you self-righteous hypocrites!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You think we let you climb so easily for what? To trap you,” sneered Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King. “So we can annihilate you all at once!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The righteous sects merely laughed in return, dismissing the taunts as the desperate cries of the doomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the demon cultists now looked like mourners, resigned to death, ready to drag as many as possible down with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack—crack—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As both sides exchanged insults, a faint, brittle sound came from behind the demon cult’s Grandmasters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few righteous warriors sensed something wrong; the noise gradually faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the previously missing Deputy Commander Yang Xiao appeared in snow-white robes, slowly pushing a wooden wheelchair forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creak of the wheels over broken flagstones drew every eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seated in the chair was an ancient crone, her gray-white hair a tangled mess covering her face, her wrinkled visage clouded with unfocused eyes, drool soaking her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her withered, curled frame was wrapped in a loose black robe, like a candle flickering in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment their eyes fell upon the old woman, the leaders of the major sects paled: “Dongfang Wuji!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, silence fell again; all eyes turned to the crone in the wheelchair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman was Dongfang Wuji—the one who shattered two thousand six hundred armors with a single breath over ten years ago!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t this woman already dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shockwaves surged through every heart—demon cultists included.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had expected to see the legendary Demon Cult Lord here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What struck them as even more bizarre was that Dongfang Wuji now bore no trace of the legendary master’s aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His emaciated, feeble body slumped in the wheelchair, his head tilted slightly, eyes dull and fixed ahead, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no demon sect patriarch of fearsome might—he looked more like an incapacitated, lonely old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had his face not remained nearly unchanged from over a decade ago, not even the leaders of the sects would have dared to recognize him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nun Who Seeks to Sever sighed coldly: “Why drag out this dying old man now? Are you trying to scare us off?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if Dongfang Wuji has not yet died, he likely has only a few days left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With this broken body, how long can he possibly hold out against us—even if he still draws breath?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1817,"2026-06-20T07:05:47.052Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","433f1fc6ec0c2e016a9be633ff7410568f757e15dfdbe1dd893b731343b66531","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-324","this-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-chapter-322",368,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthis-high-martial-world-is-too-crazy-cover.jpg"]